Flights to Copenhagen…
Zeng Xiangrong was still talking to his staff on the plane about his past speech in Copenhagen. Mo Jinquan looked at the wind outside the window and said silently,
"It's very windy outside..."
"If you hit the No. 8 wind signal, the wind will be strong."
The stewardess came here and said politely to Zeng Xiangrong,
"Zeng Sheng, it's time to take off."
"Please turn off your laptop and phone..."
Zeng Xiangrong turned off the phone. He converted it into paper documents and talked with the guys, asking about the process of getting to Copenhagen. He took this matter very seriously...
"OK."
….
Typhoon day…
Located in a building, each window has blackout curtains to block the light, and the windows make a "pop" sound...
More than 20 people gathered in the spacious living room, which looked like a surveillance room in a police station. It was full of equipment, large screens, and various connected instruments...
Sima Nianzu looked at the window of the living room, put his hand on Awei's shoulder, and said to Awei,
"Awei, are all the outdoor equipment reinforced?"
"There's a problem, are there enough manpower?"
Ah Wei was checking the status of each camera. He raised his head and said to Sima Nianzu,
"Brother Zu, all equipment is reinforced with screws..."
"At relevant intersections, there are people secretly watching. Even if there is a problem with the camera, there are people always watching the entrance of the building."
Sima Nianzu nodded. He didn't have enough manpower, so he asked Lin Zishe to get some. Those personnel were Sima Nianzu's staff plus a few young and Dangerous guys...
Sima Nianzu was a little worried, but the manpower was from Gecko, and they were all veterans of dirty work, so there shouldn't be any problems.
"Keep your eyes on the big screen..."
"We must keep an eye on the movement of every vehicle, and pay special attention to vehicles heading to the suburbs..."
Ah Wei nodded and said to Sima Nianzu,
"Yes, Brother Zu."
On a typhoon day, almost no one goes out so they can keep an eye on the movements of every car...
"At intersection 162, a red vehicle appeared with license plate 1287. Inside was a middle-aged man and a street boy. He was heading to intersection 169."
"At intersection 327, a gray vehicle appeared with license plate 1786 and a woman inside. Heading to intersection 336."
"Intersection 533, a car appeared..."
Sima Nianzu leaned against the table. He crossed his hands and looked at the vehicles displayed on the screen. Even on a typhoon day, there were many vehicles...
At every intersection, people are watching closely to see if the vehicle disappears from the camera.
This time, the equipment alone used no less than 300 million yuan, not counting the consumption of personnel energy...
Sima Nianzu and the others wanted to observe the entire New Territories South, even if it was just every important road, it would be a difficult task.
The good thing is, they were just observing for less than a month and didn't have to hoe down and pull out cables or anything like that.
After the typhoon passed, the number of vehicles increased, and it became impossible to track every vehicle and identify the people inside. Current technology cannot yet do this.
Sima Nianzu walked to the next room, where the entire floor was opened up by Linzi Club. He sat there and watched the people working.
"Dong dong dong——"
There was a knock on the door…
Sima Nianzu saw the people coming through the camera. Lin Zishe asked a tea restaurant to prepare meals for them. He opened the door...
"Brother Zu..."
"Well, it's a typhoon, we're in trouble."
"No trouble."
Kowloon Ice Room Tea Restaurant is owned by Zuo Zuo, and the person responsible for delivering food is Zuo Zuo's old friend in Thailand, Wen Noo Yan, who used to run Jiu Wenlong in Yau Tsim Mong District.
Wen Noyan came back to Xiangjiang. His left hand thanked Wen Noyan for his help in Thailand. He blocked Wen Noyan's troubles and pulled him into Heliansheng.
Wen Nuoyan said that he just wanted to squat in the tea restaurant and did not want to deal with political affairs in the future.
The left hand is all kinds of language arts, pulling, pulling, drinking and...well...
"We and Lian Sheng ignore Jianghu affairs~"
"What is the current environment? If you want to be peaceful, how can you be peaceful if you have no background and no unit?"
"Todhi (protection fee), how do you do business when there are several people with different prefixes coming in a day?"
"Save your life, you won't be able to do this, right? Brother Long~"
Wen Nuoyan couldn't help it, so he entered Heliansheng.
After entering the Helian Sheng team, he felt as if he had not entered. He picked up his children from school every day.
Except that Ma Zai on the left would come to his tea restaurant to gossip about the past affairs, he seemed to be just like an ordinary merchant.
Wen Nuoyan was dragging a trailer with several baskets. Those who had some money in He Liansheng all knew Sima Nianzu, and they were all involved in financial management.
The last time they met, he still took him with his left hand to find Sima Nianzu and Ating, and introduced him as a good brother to Ating and Sima Nianzu.
Wen Nuo promised to send the trailer in and distribute lunch boxes to people...
Sima Nianzu restrained Wen Nuoyan, blocked the door, knelt down and said to Wen Nuoyan,
"I'll just come."
"Okay, Brother Zu."
Sima Nian had met his ancestor once, but he was not familiar with Wen Nuoyan at all.
He didn't know what happened with Zuo Zuo, Ah Jiu and Chi Tou in Thailand. I only know that Wen Nuoyan was kind to Ajiu and Zuo Zuo, and Zuo Zuo said a few words.
Ah Jiu was responsible for delivering lunch boxes in the tea restaurant. Ah Jiu found his left hand, and his left hand found Wen Nuoyan.
This is what Sima Nianzu thought.
The left hand gave him a very unreliable feeling, so A found the left hand.
Maybe there's something wrong with Ah's side, or maybe it's his left hand that he trusts the most.
It seems that they all come out the same as Cao Dahua's, exactly like the printed ones, except for one...
The person named Lin…
Wen Nuoyan looked at the number of lunch boxes and Sima Nianzu's alert look. Wen Nuoyan touched his pants with his hands and said to Sima Nianzu,
"Brother Zu, I'm going back first."
"Well, go slow."
Sima Nianzu watched Wen Nuoyan walking away with vigilance. He lifted the trailer with his hands and went inside. He walked to the next room and said to everyone,
“Team A puts down the meal and team B takes over.”
"Yes, Brother Zu."
….
Li Jiajun put on a large windbreaker and a knitted hat. He walked downstairs and nodded to several people in vests. These were all old colleagues of his father Li Wenbin...
"Jiajun, you have grown up."
"Brother Bin, little by little, let's do something."
Chen Bin nodded. He was the former Chen Bin and Li Jiajun’s father Li Wenbin.
More than ten years ago, Li Wenbin, Chen Bin and several others worked undercover to destroy a large society. For the safety of his employees, Li Wenbin took all their certificates and went to South Africa.
"Um."
"Brother Bin, have you cleaned up the cameras I mentioned?"
"It's done, it's like it was damaged by Typhoon Signal No. 8."
"Brother Bin, let's get in the car."
Li Jiajun and others got into a van. In front of them was a man wearing a knitted hat and a vest, but he couldn't see clearly...
Li Jiajun took a deep breath. He didn't know what would happen next. If he did it, there would be no turning back, and he didn't plan to return.
He hoped that his father Li Wenbin had a keen sense of smell, otherwise things would progress very slowly. (End of chapter)
