Sin Chew Port, behind the headquarters building of Si Hai Tong.

The night was as dark as ink, shrouding everything in thick shadows.

Falcon raised his hand and pressed the button on the small jammer.

An invisible ripple spread outwards, and the red indicator light on the lone surveillance camera in the corner flashed a few times before going out completely.

Five seconds is enough.

He quickly and silently put the jammer back into his backpack.

After confirming that no one was around, he took a few steps back, took a running start, used the protrusions on the wall for leverage, and leaped upwards like a nimble cat.

The grappling hook of the multi-functional climbing tool firmly gripped a gap in the windowsill.

His arm muscles were bulging, and he was using his waist and abdomen to exert force.

All I could hear was the sound of the wind and my own steady heartbeat.

This wall isn't too difficult, but every step is crucial.

There can be absolutely no mistakes.

The boss is still waiting inside.

Finally, he reached the edge of an abandoned warehouse window on the second floor.

The windowpanes were shattered, leaving only rusted iron bars.

He took out a miniature cutter and silently began cutting at the joint of the railing.

A tiny spark flashed and disappeared in the darkness.

A few minutes later, one of the railings was quietly removed.

He turned sideways and nimbly slipped inside.

The ground touched the ground with almost no sound.

He immediately crouched down and cautiously observed his surroundings.

This is an abandoned warehouse filled with junk, and the air is thick with dust and musty smells.

Unlike the stench of decay emanating from the back alleys outside, this place felt more like a forgotten corner.

He quickly adapted to the darkness inside the warehouse.

When he reached the tightly closed warehouse door, he didn't open it rashly. Instead, he pressed his ear against the cold door and listened carefully to the sounds outside.

Footsteps.

More than one.

They appeared to be patrolling guards, walking leisurely down the corridor.

He held his breath and remained motionless.

We must wait for the right opportunity.

The sound of the guards' footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

He gently turned the doorknob, and the lock made a very slight "click" sound.

The door was pulled open a crack.

Outside was a dimly lit corridor, covered with an old carpet that absorbed most of the footsteps.

The corridor appeared to have offices or storage rooms on both sides, most of the doors of which were closed.

Based on the route and building structure that Qiang had previously memorized, it is believed that Boss Lin is being held in a deeper location, possibly even underground.

He needs to delve deeper.

The falcon darted out, disappearing into the shadows of the corridor like a ghost.

He moved quickly and silently, hugging the wall and using corners and piles of debris as cover.

At each corner, he would stop, observe carefully, and only continue forward after confirming it was safe.

Faint voices could be heard coming from deep within the corridor.

He immediately stopped and hid in the shadow of a fire hydrant box.

Two guards dressed in Sihaitong security uniforms walked over, smoking and talking in hushed tones.

"Damn it, this place is so creepy at night."

"Who says otherwise? We have to work the night shift. I don't know what the boss is up to, locking people up here."

"Stop talking nonsense, do your job well, and don't cause trouble."

The sound was getting closer.

Falcon's heart was in his throat, his body tense, like a cheetah poised to pounce.

If only they got a little closer...

Fortunately, the two guards didn't linger, cursing as they turned into another side road.

The crisis has been temporarily averted.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but dared not let his guard down for a moment.

The defenses here are more stringent than expected.

He continued to creep forward, his goal the stairwell leading to the next floor.

Meanwhile, at the headquarters of Qihang Technology, in the highest-level conference room.

The debate has reached a fever pitch.

Voices supporting and opposing the use of state power nearly blew the roof off the conference room.

"I still believe that seeking help from the national level now is the fastest and most effective way!" The vice president waved his arms vigorously, his face flushed with excitement. "Who is President Lin? He is the soul of Qihang Technology! He is a leading figure in science and technology who is receiving key support from the state! The fact that he is treated like this overseas is not just a matter for Qihang, but a slap in the face to our country!"

His words were highly inflammatory.

Lin Fan's personal value and Qihang Technology's strategic position are their most powerful bargaining chips.

“Old Zhang, calm down!” Another director frowned. “Diplomatic channels are not child’s play! Once initiated, they will have far-reaching consequences! Singapore is an important partner of ours and a key node in our Southeast Asian strategy. If we damage relations over this matter, or even trigger a diplomatic dispute, who will bear the consequences?”

This is also a practical consideration.

International relations are complex, and when commercial disputes escalate to the diplomatic level, they often bring unpredictable risks.

"Take responsibility? Now that President Lin is being illegally detained and his personal safety is threatened! Are we afraid to even take this small risk? Are we going to wait until the worst happens before we regret it?" the vice president retorted, his voice tinged with grief and indignation.

If something really happens to Lin Fan, what will Qihang Technology have left?

"I'm not saying we shouldn't save President Lin!" the director raised his voice. "I'm saying we need to be cautious! Diplomatic pressure is a last resort; we haven't played all our other cards yet! The Ministry of Justice's injunction application, the public relations department's media campaign, and Director Chen Hai's personal trip to Singapore—all of these need time to develop!"

Time, that's what we lack most right now.

Nobody knows what that madman Tang Zhong will do next.

"Fermentation? By the time these conventional methods are used, it'll be too late!" The vice president slammed his hand on the table. "Who is Tang Zhong? A local tyrant! A thug! You expect to reason with him? To talk to him about the law? If he were willing to listen to that, he wouldn't resort to such underhanded tactics!"

In the meeting room, opinions of support and opposition clashed fiercely.

Some people are worried about Lin Fan's safety and advocate that no price should be spared.

Some people, concerned about the company's overall situation, hoped to find a more prudent solution.

Everyone is under tremendous pressure.

The executive director, seated at the head of the table, listened in silence, his brow furrowed and his fingers tapping unconsciously on the table.

He was also struggling internally.

Using state power is indeed the most powerful weapon, but it is also a double-edged sword.

Once drawn, the consequences are unpredictable.

But Lin Fan's safety made it impossible for him to completely let go of this option.

The journey cannot begin without Lin Fan.

This decision was too difficult.

The office of a top local law firm in Sin Chew.

The lights were on full display.

Qihang Technology's legal team in Singapore is working through the night.

Thick files piled up on the desk.

Sin Chew Daily's legal provisions, relevant precedents, background information on the Sihaitong Group...

Every document was carefully studied, and every detail was scrutinized repeatedly.

"The first draft of the application for a temporary injunction is complete!" A senior lawyer looked up and rubbed his bloodshot eyes.

"The list of attached evidence has been verified!"

"A case study analysis report on Sihaitong's abuse of market dominance has been added!"

"The supporting legal opinion is undergoing final polishing!"

The Director of Legal Affairs maintained close communication with Sin Chew's legal team via video link.

Her voice was calm and firm, methodically outlining each step.

"The emphasis is on the urgency and the irreparable damage!"

"We are citing the court's preliminary opinion from that case five years ago as strong support for our claims!"

"Make sure to submit all the documents as soon as the courthouse opens tomorrow!"

Applying for a temporary injunction is currently the fastest legal step.

While success cannot be guaranteed, the mere fact that the court is willing to hear the case and issue an injunction will put immense pressure on Tang Zhong.

At least, it can temporarily prevent him from taking further extreme actions.

Outside the port of Sin Chew, an inconspicuous black sedan swerved wildly, narrowly avoiding a container truck that was about to crash into it from the side.

The tires screeched as they rubbed against the ground, a particularly startling sound in the night.

Inside the car, the man in the driver's seat was deathly pale, his forehead beaded with cold sweat.

He jerked the steering wheel, and the car veered onto the sidewalk, crashing through several bollards before finally coming to a wobbly stop at a quiet street corner.

In the back seat, a middle-aged man with messy hair and black-rimmed glasses was clutching his bleeding arm, his jaw clenched.

He is a cybersecurity expert whom Qihang Technology's technical department has high hopes for, codenamed "Mole".