Youde then urgently summoned Gallup Alvin, the head of Hong Kong's MI6, and Veblen Bernie, the head of Hong Kong's Police Department, to his office.
"Alvin, how is the surveillance mission that your MI6 is responsible for going? Have there been any accidents?" Yoder asked seriously.
Gallup Alvin responded immediately:
"Governor, please rest assured.
Lilia is currently under our close surveillance. She is currently in Mo Zhexuan's villa and shows no signs of escaping."
Yude nodded, his expression softened slightly, and then continued:
“Very good, this time the three of you are working closely together, plus the support of the Flying Tigers.
We must capture Lilia, the KGB spy, in one fell swoop, and the operation must be foolproof."
"Understood, Governor!" Gallup Alvin, Veblen Burney and Wesley Chin answered in unison.
After the three people left the office, Youde went to the window and looked at the Bank of China Building which was currently under construction in the southeast direction.
He felt inexplicably palpitating and his face turned pale. After a long time, he looked a little better.
"What's wrong with me? I feel so uneasy. I can't believe Bank of China has invited the world-renowned architect, Lumina Pei. It seems no one can suppress this giant dragon from the East."
Yoder knew that John Bull could no longer hold on to this last colony, but as the helmsman of this land.
As long as he is still in office, no one can provoke him.
"Mo Zhexuan! This time, as long as I get the evidence, I will definitely bring you down..."
............
In a hidden bamboo forest behind the luxury residence at 33 Repulse Bay.
Mo Zhexuan and his group formed a circle and quietly said goodbye to Lilia and Mo Yanhuang.
Everyone's face was filled with reluctance, and Guan Jiahui and several other women were crying uncontrollably.
Especially Guan Jiahui and Jiang Yutong, they raised Mo Yanhuang with great difficulty and have the deepest feelings for him.
Mo Zhexuan stroked Mo Yanhuang's hair and said softly:
"Tangyuan, you must listen to your mother and be good there, okay?
Dad will finish things here as soon as possible and then come to see you."
"Dad...Dad!" Mo Yanhuang had just celebrated his 100th day anniversary and didn't know the feeling of separation yet. He was dancing with his chubby hands raised.
Guan Jiahui's voice was choked with sobs, her eyes were red from crying, and she stretched out her arms, trembling, wanting to hold her son Mo Yanhuang tightly in her arms.
"Come here! Mommy, give me a hug!"
"Good! So good!"
Lilia saw it but did not stop it. Instead, she felt a little guilty. Then Li Peizhen, Li Xiaowei and Jiang Yutong picked up Mo Yanhuang in turn and whispered to him.
At this moment, a KGB agent from outside the bamboo forest suddenly rushed in, with a hint of anxiety on his face, and spoke to Peter in an urgent voice:
"Boss! I just received a tip from an insider that Youde has already sent the Flying Tigers and the ICAC to rush over. If we don't leave now, we'll be too late."
This piece of news shocked everyone. They really didn't expect that Youde would be so generous as to even send the Flying Tigers.
As soon as Lilia took Mo Yanhuang from Mo Zhexuan's arms, the little guy instantly felt uneasy, his face wrinkled, and he burst into tears.
He looked at Mo Zhexuan and Guan Jiahui pitifully, clutching Lilia's clothes tightly with both hands, as if he wanted to return to his parents' arms.
"Mo Zhexuan! Take care of yourself!" Lilia's eyes were red and her voice was choked, but her tone was full of determination.
Mo Zhexuan looked at his son deeply, then turned to Lilia, trying to make his voice sound calm:
"Okay, let's go. Tangyuan, you have to listen to your mother, okay?"
Peter came over and greeted them politely, then he quickly gathered his men, approached quietly from the bamboo forest behind, and got into a Honda sedan.
Mo Zhexuan watched Peter and his men leave, feeling very reluctant.
But she held back her tears until the Honda sedan disappeared from her sight, and then the tears burst out.
"Okay, stop crying." Mo Zhexuan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Although his voice was a little trembling, he was still firm.
"We have more important things to do right now."
As he said this, he turned to Li Xiaowei, who was wearing a wig and dressed as a white person, his eyes full of trust and gratitude.
Next, the two needed Li Xiaowei's cover to ensure that they could escape smoothly.
Afterwards, Mo Zhexuan and Li Xiaowei, under the strict escort of bodyguards, boarded a gray Rolls-Royce Silver Thor sedan and drove away in a swagger.
"Calling headquarters, the target has left with Mo Zhexuan in a car."
"Headquarters received the message. Tracking is underway. Our personnel will be here shortly."
“.........”
"Xing'an, have all the people in the villa been taken care of?" Mo Zhexuan looked ahead nervously and confirmed with Wo Xing'an.
Wo Xing'an carefully observed the vehicles on both sides of the road, making sure there were no abnormalities before answering:
"Mo Sheng! It's all done. They promised not to leak a single word."
"Alright! Drive as fast as you can now. Let's go straight to the nearest dock."
"clear!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Rolls-Royce Silver Thor looked like a silver lightning against the backdrop of the gorgeous sunset.
Speeding along the highway, cutting through the sky, and speeding towards the nearest dock.
The roar of the engine and the whistling wind interweave into a passionate melody, and every turn seems so thrilling.
At the same time, after receiving an emergency notice from his subordinates, Veblen Bernie, the head of the Hong Kong Police Department, immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.
He decisively picked up the phone and contacted Ji Ruizhi, the new leader of the Flying Tigers' operations team, and ordered him to immediately send out a Bell 212 helicopter to pursue.
Soon, the Bell 212 helicopter took off and chased in the direction of the Rolls-Royce Silver Throat.
A battle of speed and passion unfolds before nightfall.
On the road, a silver car and a helicopter in the air started a thrilling chase.
"Mr. Mo Zhexuan! Please stop the car immediately and cooperate with our investigation!
You have been suspected of violating relevant laws and regulations, please cooperate with our law enforcement actions."
Ji Ruizhi sat in the cockpit of a Bell 212 helicopter, holding a loud speaker, and issued a stern warning to the Rolls-Royce Silver Spur on the ground.
Drivers and passengers in other cars on the road all stuck their heads out, thinking that there had been a serious traffic accident or an emergency, and stopped to watch.
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