Jiang Wenzhong was very familiar with Shanghai. He drove Jiang Shaocheng in the dark and arrived at the gate of a certain military unit at a very fast speed. Jiang Shaocheng took out his ID, and the guard saluted after checking it and then let him pass.
After communication between the two sides, ten minutes later, two large military trucks carrying dozens of soldiers followed Jiang Shaocheng's car out of the army.
The night was as dark as ink, the streets of Shanghai dimly lit, yet the tense and solemn atmosphere could not be masked. Jiang Wenzhong sat in the driver's seat, his gaze piercing, his grip on the steering wheel tight as he navigated the city streets. His face was filled with determination; he had long been prepared for the challenges that lay ahead.
Two large military trucks followed closely behind, their roar echoing in the night sky. The soldiers aboard were in high spirits, their eyes revealing determination and fearlessness. This night, they would carry out an important mission, and for the peace of the country and its people, they had no choice but to do it.
The convoy drove along the empty streets, neither too fast nor too slow, yet full of power. Jiang Wenzhong kept checking the rearview mirror to ensure that the convoy maintained a tight formation.
Arriving at the destination within the allotted time, the long-awaited big man stepped forward to meet them. Jiang Shaocheng was the first to get out of the car. He stood beside the car, directing the soldiers to get out. The soldiers moved quickly and in an orderly manner.
After getting off the car, Jiang Wenzhong gathered with the soldiers, stood in formation and waited for Jiang Shaocheng to arrange the action.
He took out the simple map of the noodle shop basement drawn by Da Ge, turned on the headlights and circulated it to the soldiers, and then began to arrange the capture operation.
Suihe had already dealt with the three guards by then. The soldiers launched an operation, and in about twenty minutes, they captured all the remaining people in the house and cleared out all the flour. They stripped the clothes of the three unconscious guards, and Suihe and Lao San put them on. They sat at the back door with a swagger, and everything was just as it had been before they arrived, as if nothing had happened.
A truck took the captured people back to the camp, and they were going to quickly find out who was responsible for getting the white flour, and then arrest them all.
Suihe suddenly had a feeling that the top line of this case might be related to the "Master" case ten years ago before he joined the army.
The sound of hurried footsteps broke the tranquility of the night. Several furtive figures ran towards the noodle shop in a panic, apparently having learned what had just happened.
Jiang Shaocheng has led the team to take the captured personnel back for interrogation, and Da Ge is in charge of the command at the scene.
He quickly signaled the remaining soldiers to hide and wait for Suihe to contact Lao San to see what happened.
"Stop! What are you doing here?" Suihe pretended to be ignorant and asked loudly.
The figures were startled by the sudden shout and stopped. One of them hesitated for a long time and said, "We are here to pick up the goods. What happened?"
Suihe sneered, stood up and said, "Who told you to come get the goods? The police are checking tonight, we don't have any goods tonight!"
Upon hearing this, the expressions of those people suddenly changed drastically. One of them asked in panic, "Then...what should we do? We paid for it!"
Seeing that the other party believed him, Jiang Shaocheng immediately signaled to arrest them, knowing that the time was right. The soldiers acted quickly, gagged and subdued the men.
"Take them away quickly and interrogate them first." Suihe said coldly.
The soldiers escorted the captured suspects back to the unit. After an overnight interrogation, they learned more about the drug trafficking gang.
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