Alright, now no one has to laugh at anyone anymore. Gan Tang felt much better. Just as she was about to speak to Mo Huaixing, she saw Fang Heng cover his ears and his expression turn serious.
A voice came through the in-ear monitor: "Boss, there's a suspicious black Xiali coming from the east. There are about three people in the car, two men and one woman. The license plate is 4362."
"Proceed according to plan, don't be impulsive." After saying that, Fang Heng punched Mo Huaixing in the chest, cursing, "You bastard, you dare to seduce my woman."
It's currently the afternoon start time for kindergarten. Unlike big cities, many students in small towns live nearby and go home for lunch, but are now gradually heading to kindergarten.
People love to watch a spectacle. Seeing two grown men fighting, many parents stopped to watch.
"I just came here to buy some bubble solution, what's wrong with you acting like a drunkard?"
What bad luck he's had today! First, he got slapped by his father, then bullied by the little girl, and now he's getting punched too. Mo Huaixing grabbed Fang Heng's wrist, snatched the cola from his hand, and started smashing it over his head repeatedly, showing absolutely no mercy.
The once domineering Fang Heng now looked like a wronged and aggrieved victim, sobbing as he leaned on Gan Tang's shoulder and complained, "Wife, he hit me."
Gan Tang was speechless, but what could she do but play along? She raised her hand and gently patted Fang Heng's back, comforting him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
Mo Huaixing grabbed Fang Heng by the back of his collar and pulled him back. The two men's foreheads touched, like two angry lions.
"You've fallen back into your old ways, haven't you?" He really wanted to strangle him.
Fang Heng smiled innocently: "It's just work, please cooperate. Look at Sister Lu, she's cooperating so well, maybe she really likes me."
Gan Tang stood to the side, unable to hear what the two were whispering about, but she saw Mo Huaixing shake the less than half-full bottle of cola again.
"No, no, no..."
She hurriedly ran over and pushed Mo Huaixing away, apologizing repeatedly: "My husband had a little to drink, please don't take it to heart."
"What are you yelling about?"
Gan Tang was stunned by his shout. This was the script Fang Heng had arranged. How else could she act?
Mo Huaixing was furious, but he had no choice but to continue the charade. He said resentfully, "Did you even give a bride price? Why are you making such a fuss?"
"Who do you think you are? What business is it of yours?"
Seeing the person who had spoken smugly extend his dog paw again, Mo Huaixing grabbed Gan Tang behind him and threw the Coke bottle at Fang Heng, swearing, "I'm your brother-in-law."
"Hey, brother-in-law!" Fang Heng, holding a bottle of Coke, stepped forward with a smile to try and get closer to him.
Mo Huaixing pushed her away with disdain, then grabbed Gan Tang's hand and sighed, "Let's go home. You can't believe you'd fall for a man like that. You must be blind."
"Oh!" Gan Tang obediently let him pull her along.
Fang Heng hugged the tree trunk and cried bitterly, "Wife, don't go, I'll earn money to save up for your dowry."
When Gan Tang turned her head to look, the onlookers gradually dispersed.
While everyone's attention was drawn to the three's skit, a dark figure slipped into the trunk of the black car. A child trafficker waiting outside a kindergarten was caught red-handed by a young man in his early twenties while trying to abduct a boy.
Unexpectedly, the trafficker had hidden a long, thin fruit knife. The young man picked up the child and dodged, only to see the fruit knife plunge directly into his waist.
The child cried loudly.
The mother, who had been watching the commotion after dropping her child off at kindergarten, was caught off guard by this scene and rushed over to hug her child.
The injured young man's teammates subdued the human trafficker who had committed the crime, and Fang Heng grabbed the fleeing man next to him and dragged him toward his two teammates.
"How is it?" He looked at his wound.
"Captain, I'm fine." The injured young man shook his head through gritted teeth.
Their team consisted of five people; one got into the car, and another was injured. At that moment, the last teammate who was guarding the perimeter ran over and said, "Boss, turn south."
They deliberately arrested two people and let one go, because they were worried that the person behind it would move the abducted child ahead of time.
Fang Heng tossed the human trafficker to his teammate who had arrived last, "You take those two back, and you..." He looked at his teammate who was supporting the injured young man, "...take him to the hospital."
"Captain, I'm fine, I can continue the operation." He had been with the company for less than a month and was full of enthusiasm. He felt very guilty for not only failing to help but also hindering the operation.
Seeing that Fang Heng was about to get angry, the young man's teammate slapped him on the shoulder and reminded him, "Do what the boss says, why are you arguing?"
Another teammate asked, "Boss, how are you going to pursue him?"
They came out in only two cars.
"You guys go first, I'll figure it out myself." Fang Heng glanced at the location on his phone, crossed the road, and hailed a taxi.
The two men leaning against the back of the car kept watching them. Gan Tang gently patted the man beside her, whose face was still dark, and called out, "Brother Fang, do you want to get in the car?"
"No, thank you." Fang Heng waved his hand: "Your car is too eye-catching."
"So what if it's eye-catching?" Gan Tang retorted, "Does your detachment even have a vehicle like that?"
That makes a lot of sense.
Adhering to the principle of not causing trouble for the people, Fang Heng got into the car and naturally placed his phone on the phone holder. Mo Huaixing drove towards the mobile location.
"It's too dangerous." After driving for about ten minutes, Mo Huaixing said calmly.
Sitting in the middle of the back seat, Gan Tang looked out and asked, puzzled, "Is there anything unusual?"
He was referring to the brother hiding in the car.
The enemy's situation was unclear, and the number of enemies ahead was unknown, yet he rashly sent him alone. Fang Heng knew this was inappropriate and sighed helplessly, "But if we stay another day, who knows how many innocent children will be harmed."
Gan Tang said "Oh," and looked at the two people sitting in front of her. She felt as if they had known each other for a very long time.
Is this the tacit understanding between colleagues?
The red dot on the phone moved towards the old urban village, which was full of narrow alleys. They could only search for traces along the widest main road.
Suddenly, a minibus came from the opposite direction, and Mo Huaixing slammed on the brakes.
There's something wrong with the car.
There's something wrong with the car.
They said the same thing in unison, and both looked at each other as if asking for their own judgment.
Mo Huaixing parked the car on the side of the road and waited for his decision.
On one side is his brother who has entered the enemy camp alone, waiting for his support; on the other side is a crucial clue that is fleeting, behind which lie the joys and sorrows of several families.
The phone's location stopped moving; it was an old, run-down furniture market, not far from here. Fang Heng picked up his phone, wanting to contact them, but worried about exposing himself.
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