Lin Dong didn't need to guess; he knew it was most likely Feng Zi who called.
There are very few people in the Dragon Gang who would dare to call his private satellite phone anytime, anywhere.
With Lin Dong causing such a stir in Europe recently, how could Feng Zi, as the head of the Tianyan intelligence organization, not be nervous?
So, since he sent that encrypted telegram last time, he has made two satellite phone calls in the past few days.
"Boss, are you still awake at this hour?"
Lin Dong pressed the answer button, and sure enough, it was Feng Zi's voice coming from the microphone.
"Yeah, I just arrived in Paris and I'm having a late-night snack."
"Damn, it's 5 a.m. in Paris, right? Boss, are you still having a midnight snack? It's about time for breakfast."
"Is there a problem? We brothers in Nandu have done this kind of thing many times before: midnight snacks for breakfast. It's just right to eat and then go to sleep." Lin Dong curled his lips and sneered.
Since becoming a big shot in the underworld, Lin Dong's status has risen, and more and more people have come to respect him. There are very few people who can chat with him as freely as Feng Zi.
Indeed, reverence and loyalty do not equate to open communication.
Aside from his closest relatives and a few brothers who had shared life and death with him, Lin Dong was destined to be alone in this world.
Perhaps this is what they mean by the loneliness of being at the top?
"Indeed, to be honest, boss, it seems like it's been a long time since we brothers have gotten together for drinks, late-night snacks, and all-night parties."
Fengzi on the phone seemed to sense Lin Dong's sigh and couldn't help but remark with emotion.
"Soon. Once we're done with this busy period, we'll meet up in Indonesia. Lao Niu has already gone ahead to pave the way," Lin Dong said.
"Old Niu actually went abroad? Haha... Interesting, boss, where are War God Eagle Eye and the others? When are they coming?"
"Are you asking for it? Wasn't the Thousand Islands Project spearheaded by you? Why are you asking me?"
"Uh, sorry boss, it's just a habit, hehe..."
"Alright, enough chit-chat. Did you call just to chat? It's late where you are too, isn't it? What? Don't you need to sleep?"
"Reporting to the boss, it's 11:09 PM Washington time here, and I'm not sleepy for now."
"Stop it, get to the point, or hang up."
"No, boss, something really has come up... But I reckon your Black Organization will receive this information soon too, though it's not that important."
Lin Dong was speechless. Even though they were thousands of miles apart, he seemed to see Feng Zi's carefree and playful smile: "Stop beating around the bush, are you going to tell me or not?"
"Of course, boss, this intelligence is pretty explosive, but I think it's pretty silly."
"Half an hour ago, President Hilal of Gaul issued an emergency secret order."
"Within 48 hours, they will transfer most of the gold artifacts and other valuables, as well as some important strategic materials, from Paris and the country to the national strategic underground warehouse located in the mountains of the Lozère department."
"The relocated sites include: museums, banks, scientific research institutes, and some surface strategic weapons arsenals."
After hearing Fengzi's report, Lin Dong was stunned. These Frenchmen were incredibly fast.
Are you scared out of your wits?
"Move all the good stuff to strategic underground warehouses?" Lin Dong chuckled. "That's a bit silly."
"Don't they know there's a Chinese idiom, 'to catch them all in one fell swoop'? Haha..."
"Fengzi, can you get the structural blueprints for this strategic underground warehouse within 24 hours?"
"Don't worry, boss, I've already arranged for people to start the operation, but it's going to be a bit difficult... I hope to get those Skynet brats involved too."
"No problem, I will inform Chen Jiajun to cooperate with you."
Lin Dong was somewhat excited; his last trace of drowsiness vanished instantly, and he kept muttering to himself:
"These idiots, they'd better put all their stuff in one place so I don't have to waste my energy running around. Then we can wipe them out in one fell swoop!"
"Huh? Actually, we don't need to care how tight their defenses are. Just follow the transport truck in, and that'll solve the problem. I can turn invisible."
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Paris, an ancient city standing in south-central Europe, has always been renowned for its reputation and rich heritage.
As one of the world's most famous economic and cultural capitals, it produces a wide variety of aerospace products, automobiles, wines, perfumes, and luxury goods.
It also boasts the most museums in Europe, covering almost every field including art, history, and science.
According to intelligence provided by the Blackface organization, the Guimet Museum of Asian Art, located in Place de la Yenne in the 16th arrondissement of Paris, is the largest Asian art museum in Europe.
It contains no fewer than 20,000 cultural relics and antiques from China alone.
According to Lin Dong's original plan, this place was the first stop for him to collect "zero-dollar purchases" after arriving in Paris.
But the French president's foolish actions made him change his mind at the last minute.
"Captain Cheng Ye, based on the action plan you provided me, are you planning to fire the first shot at 5 PM tomorrow?"
"The location is Chinatown in District 13?"
Now that he was no longer sleepy, Lin Dong decided to discuss the next battle plan with Fatty Cheng.
"Yes, boss. At 5 p.m., most government offices in Paris have closed, and the police force will also be reduced by half due to slack off."
Cheng Ye explained:
"Based on my understanding of these Frenchmen, eating, drinking, and having fun are the main themes of their lives. Once it's time to leave work, no matter what happens, it's hard to get their enthusiasm for work off."
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