Chapter 149 The Net Closes Under the Moonlight, Operation Falcon
After leaving the hustle and bustle of Mr. Chen's birthday banquet and returning to the courtyard, the moon was already high in the sky.
The sorrow and vulnerability on Su Wantang's face vanished completely like the tide.
In the courtyard, the night breeze carried a chill, dispelling the lingering smell of alcohol on Su Wantang, but it could not dispel the icy coldness in her eyes.
“Young Miss.” Qin Zheng appeared behind her, his voice deep.
Su Wantang did not turn around, and her voice was devoid of any emotion.
“Qian Weiguo. Investigate him. From his birth to the present, find out all his interpersonal relationships, all the things he has done, all the places he has been, and his ancestors for eighteen generations.”
"Yes." Qin Zheng replied without the slightest hesitation.
"I want to live." Su Wantang turned around, her peach blossom eyes, which had just been filled with tears, were now very calm.
"I need to know who is behind him, and who else is on this network in Beijing."
She knew that it would be difficult for Qin Zheng to investigate someone with such a mysterious background using only his domestic resources.
It's also clear that tonight's narrow victory was nothing more than luck. The fact that the other side was able to uncover such an old secret as "mango allergy" means that their infiltration is far beyond what I imagined.
She might not be so lucky next time.
Instead of passively waiting for the opponent to make a move, it's better to take the initiative and drag out all the rats hiding in the shadows, one by one, and crush them.
The next morning, Wang Ma delivered an urgent coded telegram forwarded from Hong Kong Island.
Su Wantang closed the door and quickly deciphered it.
The telegram was very short, consisting of only one line: North Star, three days later, Tianjin Port, Shanghai, Pier No. 7.
It's here!
Su Wantang's fingers tightened slightly as she held the telegram; Eagle's Nest would not let this batch of equipment go, after all.
This is both a crisis and her best chance to turn the tables.
She unfolded a detailed map of Shanghai and Tianjin Port and called Qin Zheng and Gao Jianjun over.
As soon as Gao Jianjun entered the room, his eyes lit up when he saw the map. He rubbed his hands together, looking excited and as if he wanted to stir up trouble.
"Sister-in-law, is there work to do again? Just tell me who to hit!"
Su Wantang glanced at him but didn't say anything. She simply pointed heavily at Pier 7 on the map with her finger.
"The eagle is coming to snatch its prey." Her voice was soft, yet it made the temperature in the room drop several degrees.
“I’ve devised a plan.” She looked up, her gaze sweeping over Qin Zheng and Gao Jianjun. “Code name: Operation Falcon.”
Her gaze first fell on Qin Zheng: "Take your men and sneak into Tianjin Port in advance. The dock used to be Zheng Kai's territory. Use the connections he left behind if you can, and warn those you can't."
"You have only one task: find the contact Hans sent, and put on a convincing performance so that he believes that only a few of you are going to pick up the goods."
"Understood," Qin Zheng replied succinctly.
Su Wantang's gaze then turned to Gao Jianjun: "Your men are on the perimeter. Around Pier No. 7 of Tianjin Port, block up all the intersections, warehouses, and even the sewer exits—everywhere a mouse could run. My requirements are simple: not even a fly is allowed to get out."
Gao Jianjun was so excited that his face turned red. He patted his chest and spat as he spoke: "Sister-in-law, just you wait and see! These sons of bitches dare to covet your things. If I, Gao Jianjun, don't beat the shit out of them, I'm not Gao!"
He spoke so loudly that the windowpanes vibrated.
Su Wantang frowned.
Gao Jianjun immediately snapped to attention, quickly lowered his voice, and chuckled foolishly, "I guarantee to complete the mission, I guarantee to complete the mission."
Su Wantang nodded in satisfaction, her finger slowly tracing the transport route on the map, her eyes flashing with murderous intent.
Zhang Cheng's chess piece has already been poisoned.
Qian Weiguo, this venomous snake, has also poked his head out.
Now, all they have to do is wait for the eagle behind them to personally extend its claws into the trap she has laid.
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Three days later, at night.
Pier No. 7 at Tianjin Port in Shanghai.
The sea breeze, carrying a salty, damp scent, chilled one to the bone. The entire dock was deathly silent, save for a few dim lights in the distance, casting a faint glow in the night fog.
A huge cargo ship named "Polaris" was quietly docked at the shore.
The massive crane was slowly moving, lifting a huge container with German markings from the ship and gently placing it on the open ground of the dock.
Qin Zheng and Zheng Kai, along with several of their men, dressed in dockworkers' clothes, were nervously directing the hoisting operation, looking no different from ordinary cargo receivers.
In the shadows a hundred meters away, a furtive figure was staring intently at them.
It's Zhang Cheng.
His face was pale, and his eyes were a mixture of greed and fear.
After confirming that the container had landed, he shakily pulled a small flashlight from his pocket and, pointing it at the darkness in the distance, quickly flashed three long and two short flashes according to the agreed-upon code.
The signal has been sent.
Almost the instant the signal was given, a dozen dark figures darted out from the darkness of the dock.
They were all dressed in black, close-fitting outfits, and their movements were swift and silent, with perfect coordination, clearly indicating that they were highly trained professionals.
A dozen or so people formed a standard combat attack formation and silently moved to surround the huge container.
The leader made a gesture, and several men immediately pulled out crowbars and other tools from their waists, preparing to forcibly break open the box.
Zhang Cheng, hiding in the shadows, witnessed this scene and was so excited that he trembled all over.
The boss promised that once it's done, the entire research institute will be his! That stubborn old man Zhou Jimin and that bitch Bai Shu will both be fired!
Just as the crowbar was about to touch the container—
"Whoosh—!"
Dozens of bright searchlights lit up simultaneously from all directions, instantly illuminating the entire Pier 7 as if it were daytime!
The sudden burst of bright light caught the dozen or so men in black off guard, causing them to let out muffled groans and instinctively raise their hands to shield their eyes.
Now!
"Let's do it!"
A loud shout, like a thunderclap from a clear sky!
Qin Zheng and Zheng Kai's "dockworkers" suddenly rushed out from behind the container, each carrying a gleaming steel pipe.
At the same time, sharp whistles rang out from the rooftops of warehouses and from the piles of containers on all sides.
Gao Jianjun, leading his dozens of roaring veterans, came from all directions like tigers descending the mountain, instantly forming a perfect encirclement.
"Damn it! An ambush!" The leader of the men in black roared in shock and anger, "Break through!"
But it was too late.
A decisive and utter defeat has begun.
The Eagle's Nest crew was indeed elite; even when surrounded, they still tried to resist, drawing short knives from their legs and fiercely attacking the nearest enemy.
However, they were facing a pack of wolves who had truly seen blood on the battlefield.
Qin Zheng was the first to be hit. His movements were so fast that he was just a blur. He faced a black-clad man who rushed towards him without dodging or avoiding. The steel pipe in his hand struck the man's wrist with precision, accompanied by the sound of wind breaking.
"Crack!"
With a crisp cracking sound, the man screamed and the dagger in his hand clattered to the ground.
Qin Zheng kicked him directly in the knee, and the man immediately collapsed to the ground.
The entire process was smooth and fluid, without a single unnecessary movement.
Gao Jianjun's group of veterans were even more ferocious. They formed groups of three or five, working in perfect unison. They would strike with sticks and kicks, beating the men in black until they cried out in pain.
This was not a fight at all, but a one-sided beating.
The battle ended in less than five minutes.
A dozen or so men in black were all lying on the ground, groaning and moaning. None of them could stand up; they all had broken arms or legs.
Gao Jianjun stepped on the back of the leader of the men in black, spat, and cursed:
"Pah! What kind of so-called elite? Is that all you've got? You think you can steal my things? Maybe in your next life!"
Qin Zheng ignored his shouts and walked straight to the leader, squatting down.
He began to grope the man's body expressionlessly, his movements rough, and he tore open the man's collar.
No tattoos.
Qin Zheng frowned and reached for his pocket again.
Suddenly, his hand stopped at the cuff of the man's suit.
He ripped open his sleeve.
Under the blinding light of the searchlight, a small, exquisite silver cufflink gleamed with a cold light.
On the cufflinks, there is a carved eagle with sharp eyes, lifelike.
It's exactly the same as the one that was found before!
Qin Zheng's pupils suddenly contracted.
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