Chapter 92

This was the heaviest rainstorm of the summer so far, having poured for three to four hours without any sign of stopping. In some areas, the water on the roads had already reached half a meter deep. Qin Feng saw many vehicles that had stalled on the sides of the national highway.

Apart from the truck that Qin Feng was driving, very few vehicles dared to venture out in such weather. It took him only half an hour to drive from Lang City to the urban area of Jintian.

Before entering the city, Qin Feng parked the truck by the roadside. Under the cover of the rain, he slipped into a Santana sedan. In just ten seconds, Qin Feng had started the Santana.

Qin Feng was racing against time. He had to complete the frame-up within two hours, or if Man Bao noticed that he hadn't returned to the factory, the drug dealer's unique alertness might cause some problems—

"Leopard, have you managed to get through to Qin Feng?"

In a little-known villa of Yuan Bingqi, all the lights on the first floor were now on. In the spacious room, only Yuan Bingqi and Man Bao were present.

The table in front of the sofa was laden with cooked food and over a dozen empty beer bottles. Yuan Bingqi and Man Bao sat facing each other. Although it wasn't their first time remotely directing drug trafficking, their faces still showed signs of tension.

"No, the weather is so bad, and the cell phone signal is terrible. Pancake said he's on his way back, but with this weather, it will take at least two hours to get to the factory."

Man Bao shook his head, looking helplessly at his phone. In those days, mobile phones were truly mobile, and one had to move around to find a signal. Many people could be seen walking around on the streets, holding their phones up to find a signal.

"Why do I always feel a bit uneasy? Could something go wrong?"

Yuan Bingqi opened another can of beer, gulping it down in one go. "Old Chang and his gang are too quiet. Could they be planning something sinister?"

The last meeting with Old Chang Si wasn't pleasant. That day, Chang Xiangfeng had thrown a glass in the nightclub.

Yuan Bingqi had expected a conflict to follow, but after more than half a month, everything in Jintian was calm. However, Yuan Bingqi always felt uneasy, sensing a storm brewing behind the calm.

"Brother Yuan, even if they try to sabotage us, we have nothing to fear. Don't underestimate Chang Xiangfeng's men, but if I bring a few gunmen from Myanmar, we can take him out in no time!"

Man Bao's face showed a fierce expression. He had spent over a decade on the border, where it was a paradise for adventurers, with frequent gunfights. The security in Jintian seemed excellent to him.

"Forget it, you're in your forties. Why keep fighting and killing?"

Yuan Bingqi waved his hand. "I still feel something is off. Leopard, as soon as it's light tomorrow, we'll leave Jintian Port and hide in South Korea for a while..."

Jintian was the largest car trade port in the country. Yuan Bingqi had a high-speed boat hidden about ten nautical miles from the port, which he had prepared as a backup plan.

"Alright, Brother Yuan, I'll make the arrangements."

Man Bao stood up, looking helplessly at his phone. "I'll have the goods moved out of Lang City tonight and arrange for Pancake and the others to go into hiding..."

"Old Sun, who would go out in such heavy rain? The drug dealers are comfortably sleeping inside, while we have to stand guard outside for them?"

At the entrance of a villa complex in Jintian, a small van with a local license plate was parked. From the outside, the car looked dark, but it was actually one of the surveillance vehicles used by the special task force.

For this potentially shocking national drug trafficking case, the Ministry had temporarily mobilized many experienced officers from various provinces and cities. Surveillance teams and the latest monitoring equipment were deployed at every suspected location of Yuan Bingqi's operation.

"Complain all you want, Old Li, but you're an experienced investigator. We're already quite comfortable. If it weren't raining, the temperature would be at least thirty degrees, and with mosquitoes, it would be even worse."

Old Sun, sitting in the back of the car, took a cigarette from the pack, sniffed it, and put it back. Although the rain meant no smoke would be visible, the light from the cigarette tip could easily attract attention.

"Alright, let's just keep a close eye on them. I heard they're dealing with dozens of kilograms of drugs, which would be the biggest case since the founding of the People's Republic."

Old Li, who was complaining, kept his eyes fixed on the second building facing the entrance of the villa complex. They had just received a message from the command center that the operation might take place tonight, and they had to ensure the target did not escape their surveillance.

"Three, Three, there's a problem with your surveillance camera. The image is no longer showing. Please observe carefully, please observe carefully..." Suddenly, the command center's call came through the walkie-talkie, making the two investigators more alert.

"Three, understood. The target is still inside the building, not out yet!"

Old Li picked up the walkie-talkie and replied, then muttered to Old Sun, "What's the point of these cameras? They fail in the rain."

"You can't rely on machines to catch people, Old Li. Stay focused, don't let anything go wrong on our watch."

Old Sun nodded, taking out a cigarette and sniffing it. For a heavy smoker like him, not being able to smoke was the greatest torture.

"Wait, someone's coming out." Suddenly, Old Sun threw away his cigarette, grabbed the walkie-talkie, and shouted, "Command center, the second target is appearing, the second target is appearing."

"Understood, the arrest isn't ready yet. Continue surveillance..." The walkie-talkie immediately responded, and it was clear that they were quickly making adjustments.

On this rainy night, many people, like Old Li and Old Sun, were up all night. Hu Baoguo, back at the command center, had already started mobilizing personnel for the final showdown—

"Old Hu, your information must be accurate!"

Tightly pressed against the window sill behind the villa, Qin Feng completely blended into the darkness. This was a blind spot, and from any direction, it was impossible to spot him.

Taking off his wet clothes, Qin Feng was left in just his underwear. He took out a bottle of 502 glue from his bag and applied it to his fingers.

After eliminating the fingerprint risk, Qin Feng held a thin piece of metal in his mouth, his left hand carrying the backpack full of drugs. He stretched out, grabbed the balcony, and nimbly climbed up like a cat.

"This is the bedroom; they should be in the study downstairs..." After prying open the window, Qin Feng entered the room, hearing faint voices.

"Where should I hide it?" Using the dim light from downstairs, Qin Feng examined the room.

This was the main bedroom, with a bathroom at the entrance and a row of cabinets against the left wall. There was also a sofa on the balcony.

The entire room was carpeted, making Qin Feng's already quiet movements even more silent. The water on his feet was absorbed by the carpet.

"This frame-up needs to be done with some skill; a sloppy job won't do." Qin Feng looked around, gently opened the wardrobe, and found a safe behind the neatly hung clothes.

"Right, good things should be well hidden..."

Qin Feng smiled, took a ring-shaped pin from his mouth, inserted it into the safe's keyhole, and pressed his ear against it, listening carefully.

"If my master's skills were used for thievery, he could rule the underworld!"

After a short ten seconds, when Qin Feng heard a "ding" in his ear, he quickly turned the safe's combination lock. With a soft "click," the safe door popped open.

"Planning to run away at any moment?" When the safe was opened, the first thing Qin Feng saw was stacks of bundled cash, estimated to be at least 500,000 to 600,000 yuan.

"I'm a poor guy; this is like robbing the rich to help the poor..."

Qin Feng opened the backpack and placed the sealed, waterproof "medicine" into the safe. After emptying the backpack, he casually took two bundles of cash and put them inside.

"Hmm? What's this?" When Qin Feng took out the two bundles of cash, his fingers touched a cold object.

"A gun? Just the possession of an unregistered firearm could land him in jail for a few years, but it won't be enough to nail him."

After taking out the gun, Qin Feng shook his head. Just as he was about to put it back, he had an idea. He rubbed his hand hard and stuffed a black mud ball into the gun's barrel.

After doing this, Qin Feng carefully closed the safe, picked up the backpack, and quietly climbed down from the balcony. Before leaving, he used a towel from the bathroom to wipe away any footprints.

Putting on the clothes he had left on the ground, Qin Feng rushed into the rain, taking advantage of the low visibility to avoid the surveillance cameras at the front and back of the villa, disappearing into the night.

"Phew 62288..."

After getting into the Santana he had taken, Qin Feng took out his phone from a plastic bag and called the 126 paging service, saying, "Message: There are drugs in the safe on the second floor. Please check immediately..."

After hanging up, Qin Feng stepped on the gas, and the car sped off, emitting black smoke. When he reached Haihe Road, he rolled down the window and threw the phone Man Bao had given him into the river.

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