Half an hour ago, on the national highway heading due north, there were two identical large trucks driving normally.

However, at each intersection, it automatically slows down after about several tens of meters.

As they approached the next fork in the road, the two truck drivers saw police officers conducting roadside checks ahead and wisely stopped their trucks in advance, only to be beaten side by side.

At that moment, another ordinary passenger bus slowly drove up from behind.

It stopped right next to two large trucks, and for a moment, the three vehicles were packed tightly together at the intersection.

Because it was nighttime, visibility was poor, but if you looked closely, you would find that the passengers on the bus were all elite soldiers from the military, and each of them was on high alert.

There were only two police officers conducting checks at this intersection, and they looked somewhat relaxed and casual.

The two followed the instructions of the tall, thin driver who had gotten out of the car first, and went up with him to inspect the truck parked in the middle, asking him to open the rear door of the truck bed.

There was no other way. The slightly overweight driver of the truck on the left got out of his vehicle and ran to the side of the road, urgently needing to relieve himself: "Officer, I have to go, please wait a moment!"

Of the two police officers, one was very young, and seemed to be new to the job. He looked inexperienced and not meticulous enough.

Sure enough, he muttered a complaint to the older policeman next to him: "Didn't they say that the target had been found at the service station on the outskirts of the southern province, a dozen kilometers ahead of the border of the three provinces?"

"We don't need to do any more checks now, right? When can we go back to sleep? It's late, and I'm really sleepy."

The older policeman gave him a stern look, then strode up and began inspecting the carriage.

The tall, thin driver acted as if he hadn't heard anything, but his expression clearly showed that he was much more relaxed, and he stood obediently under the carriage waiting.

Less than two minutes later, the two people who went up to check came down as if they were just going through the motions.

"Officer, I'll close the carriage door now." The tall, thin driver was a little nervous. After asking and getting confirmation, he quickly closed the carriage door.

Then, he jogged to the side of the big truck on the left and shouted to the roadside, "Fatty, are you done peeing? Come on, open your truck so the police can check."

"Seriously, were you craving a cigarette? You even smoked one! Didn't you even check the situation?"

The tall, thin driver's tone suggested he was explaining something to the police officer, but also implied he was trying to help the slightly overweight driver out of a difficult situation.

Unbeknownst to the driver, four people got off the bus on the right, under the cover of two policemen.

They bent over and crawled around to carefully open the rear door of the truck in the middle.

Four elite soldiers, in just a few seconds, swiftly and cautiously climbed onto the carriage and closed the door behind them.

At the same time, the slightly overweight driver, who had just gone to the roadside to relieve himself, came running over, a little out of breath, his short legs kicking.

He saw that the two policemen, who were already getting impatient, said apologetically, "Sorry to keep you waiting, officers. I'll open the carriage door right away."

When the slightly overweight driver opened the rear door of the truck, there happened to be a door that blocked the gap between the two trucks.

Inside the carriage, those who were already prepared quickly opened the sliding hidden doors on both sides of the carriage and easily walked into the carriage on the right.

"How is that possible...?"

Suddenly, a man's somewhat frantic scream came from the right-hand carriage.

That's right, it's like catching a turtle in a jar!

Si Tuying, who had been looking smug and mocking, now had a crazed and ferocious expression, though it was hard to see clearly in the dark carriage.

But his eyes were filled with astonishment and bewilderment: this was absolutely impossible.

In that instant, he had no chance to resist and was captured by four soldiers.

The gun he was holding was completely useless before it was snatched away.

At this moment, the two drivers outside had also been quickly subdued by the other soldiers on the passenger bus.

With this, the operation to capture "Long Eagle" was successfully completed. The next step is to arrest all those associated with the Black Eagle Gang and bring them to justice, and to completely destroy the Black Eagle Gang.

Half an hour later, Si Tuying, with his hands cuffed and a black hood over his head, was already sitting in a specially made police prison van.

Although he couldn't see what was happening outside, and people were tightly gripping his arms on both sides, preventing him from moving, he kept asking himself in a daze:

"How did you find out? Who found out? Where did I give myself away?"

Is Lu Zhengjing dead? He must be dead! He couldn't have escaped; I planted so many bombs.

Furthermore, there's something else you'd never expect: even if you manage to disarm the munitions, I've had someone prepare something in the truck's fuel tank.

Lu Zhengjing can't walk; he's seriously injured. Even if you successfully rescue him, before you get far, that truck will explode immediately..."

Of course, no one around him responded, so Si Tuying just muttered to himself.

When he got tired of talking, he started to recall the whole process of his kidnapping of Lu Zhengjing.

Now that he's been arrested, Si Tuying is eager to find out where things went wrong.

He refused to admit that he had lost; less than a night had passed before he was caught.

From the moment Si Tuying realized he had been reborn, he was ecstatic and laughed wildly: "Hmph, Lu Zhengjing! You want to capture me? Then let me show you what's what!"

Si Tuying spent the whole morning preparing, arranging the entire plan, thinking it would be foolproof.

Soon, Si Tuying's plan began: 3 PM, at the entrance of the South Province Airport.

As soon as Lu Zhengjing came out of the passage, he noticed the man wearing gold-rimmed glasses at the airport entrance.

Lu Zhengjing keenly sensed that the person was "Long Eagle" and that the situation might have changed.

But he couldn't be sure if 'Long Eagle' had already noticed something was wrong, guessed his identity as 'Falcon', and knew that he didn't really want to cooperate with him.

Or perhaps 'Long Eagle' wanted to test him?

But soon, Lu Zhengjing noticed the bomb strapped to the waist of the man with the gold-rimmed glasses, and he became even more certain that things had really changed.

Moreover, the warning and threat in the man's eyes were very obvious. Lu Zhengjing only had time to send a text message in his pocket with one hand: Man with gold-rimmed glasses.

Thus, Si Tuying used a bomb to threaten Lu Zhengjing, forcing him to voluntarily get into his car and leave.

Next, Si Tuying gave Lu Zhengjing an anesthetic injection.

After waiting for half an hour, they transferred to the truck.

Lu Zhengjing's hands and feet were already chained, and his body was fixed in a wheelchair.

Si Tuying then reattached the bomb that had been strapped to his own body to Lu Zhengjing's waist.

Once the police discovered that Lu Zhengjing was missing, they quickly began to intercept and search for him.

In the early evening, Si Tuying drove around the service station without any hesitation.

Then, around 8 or 9 p.m., Lu Zhengjing slowly woke up.

Fearing he might have other tricks up his sleeve, Si Tuying gave him another sedative.

As for why the anesthesia was no longer administered, it was because Si Tuying wanted Lu Zhengjing to be awake and listen to him speak.

Moreover, Lu Zhengjing only feels pain when he wants to hit him.

During this time, Si Tuying also tried to persuade Lu Zhengjing to cooperate with him.

But despite all the threats, humiliations, and even retaliatory beatings with iron bars to his legs, Lu Zhengjing did not compromise.

In reality, Si Tuying could no longer cooperate with Lu Zhengjing; he merely wanted to humiliate him and force him to submit.

As evening approached and the time seemed right, Si Tuying prepared to leave as planned. After all, there were many police officers, and if he remained in the southern province, he would be discovered sooner or later.

In his heart, even Lu Zhengjing's easy death would not satisfy him.

He needed the police to watch him get blown to pieces by the bomb, which is why Si Tuying didn't kill anyone himself before leaving.

From afternoon to evening, his plan went smoothly. Si Tuying couldn't understand how he had been captured and put in a prison van.