When Wu Mian was chatting with Zhou Tongxun, there was a knock on the door. He said hello, hung up the phone, walked over and opened the door.
Mao Ziang walked into the room and gestured with the phone in his hand: "The people on the black market called me. They can meet my demands and find a way out of Yongning for me, and the cost is lower than the previous quote.
Twenty percent, I suspect this is a trap."
Wu Mian was not surprised by this result: "There is no doubt that Yongning has been put under full martial law, especially when Zhou Fuguang personally opened the door. No one in the police dared to commit crimes. These illegal immigrants did not have umbrellas on their heads. They were completely unreasonable."
If you dare to move, they are betting that you can do it alone."
Mao Ziang had no way out and was determined to tie up with Wu Mian: "Then what should I do next?"
Wu Mian projected a phone number in front of Mao Ziang on his bracelet: "Call this phone number, negotiate with the other party, and tell him about the information in your hand. The other party will definitely be interested."
Mao Ziang took out his mobile phone and dialed the number on it: "Can I know who I am talking to?"
"A backbone of the Spiritual Cult, but not a Spiritual Cult organization in Yongning City." Wu Mian introduced the situation to Mao Ziang: "Recently, large and small Spiritual Cult organizations have appeared all over the country. Faced with such
A group of thugs, the police department is also investigating their situation, and this person is one of them. In order to dig out the detailed information of the Spiritual Cult, the police department arranged a group of undercover agents to infiltrate. The person who is talking to you is the one who was
One of the targets."
Mao Ziang licked his lips: "Doesn't that mean that once I contact him, the undercover agent deployed by the police will probably be exposed?"
Wu Mian handed over a cigarette: "Maybe, it is indeed very risky, and you can't tell the other party the source of the contact information, but the information in our hands will definitely make the other party very interested, so they can ignore it.
Details, but in order to protect the safety of the undercover, the people around him will definitely evacuate."
"But you clearly said that the other party is not a member of Yongning's Spiritual Cult. Even if he can be attracted, what will happen?"
"You can ask him to help contact the Spiritual Cult in Yongning. What this organization is best at is hiding itself behind the scenes and using brainwashed believers to do the hard work for them. There are many opportunities to test the authenticity, even if your sudden contact
It’s full of doubts, and they also have opportunities for trial and error.”
"Even if they really believe it, so what?" Mao Ziang narrowed his eyes: "You don't think that a group of brainwashed consumables can pose any threat to the three places, do you?"
Wu Mian smiled: "This is not something you should worry about. Just call."
Mao Ziang curled his lips and dialed the phone number provided by Wu Mian.
Everything went as Wu Mian expected. Although the other party was curious about Mao Ziang's call, he heard that he had some special information and readily agreed to meet him.
After Mao Ziang agreed on the meeting place with the other party, before Wu Mian could continue to speak, he said first: "Next, do I need to attract the black market smuggler who contacted me to the place where he is trading with the Spiritual Religion Group?"
"Of course, this is the purpose of letting the Spiritual Religion Group take the blame." Wu Mian threw away the cigarette butt: "When did the other party make an appointment with you to meet?"
"Tomorrow morning, the time has not yet been determined. I feel that the other party is because the Spiritual Religion Group was injured in the central business district today and needs a certain amount of time to reorganize its formation."
As Mao Ziang spoke, he took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and placed it on the coffee table between the two of them: "The information you are looking for is stored in it. There is no backup and it is out of print."
Wu Mian smiled: "You're just giving me the things like this, aren't you afraid that I'll go back on my word?"
Mao Ziang replied half jokingly and half seriously: "Of course I'm afraid, but since I'm standing in the same boat with you, I have to show some sincerity. Now I definitely can't run away if I want to. Instead of doing this, it's better to hurry up
Curry favor with the leader.”
Wu Mian picked up the USB flash drive and played with it: "Don't worry, I don't know how long you can live in the future, but you will definitely not die tomorrow."
…
At the Secret Service Station, Niu Fu received a call from the informant and found Zhou Fuguang excitedly: "Zhou Chu, I have good news for you. Mao Ziang has contacted our informant and asked him to prepare to help Mao Ziang leave tomorrow morning.
Yongning, we compared the recordings and confirmed that it is Mao Ziang."
"Damn, this trip was not in vain!" Zhou Fuguang let out a sigh of relief: "Assemble the backbone of the Secret Service and let's hold a meeting to discuss the arrest plan in detail."
"Don't worry, I've notified them to come over." Niu Fu waved his hand and asked someone to bring two cups of coffee over: "I was actually thinking about this just now. I feel that we have two options now. The first is to conduct transactions normally.
Lure Mao Ziang into the vehicle we prepared, and then take him to the place we designated. The second step is to arrest him directly at the meeting place to avoid unnecessary complications."
"In order to capture Mao Ziang, I went through too many twists and turns. This matter must be foolproof. Mao Ziang sought a way to leave Yongning through the black market, which shows that he does not have reliable connections in the local area. This is an advantage for us.
It also means that he will not have insight into our arrangements."
Zhou Fuguang drank the bitter coffee and said very cautiously: "First mobilize the personnel and make double preparations. When the time comes, use whichever method is safe. This operation must not cause any more accidents."
…
The red sun rises.
In the workshop of a marble processing factory in the city.
The police car brought back by Nan Yi had been dismantled, leaving only the internal communication device on the table, but no useful news was received all night long.
After Nan Ci woke up, he asked his two listening companions: "How are you doing? Have you captured any useful information?"
"No, the whole night was either drunkards fighting or burglaries. I didn't hear anything."
The young man at the table shook his head: "Sister Nan Ci, these corporate police officers are responsible for the lowest level of social security and have no access to any major cases. Is there something wrong with our direction?"
"The local resistance organization has been destroyed. At present, except for three unsatisfied action groups, there is no one available, and there is a serious lack of intelligence."
Nan Ci also felt helpless about this result: "Continue monitoring, I'll call the higher ups to see if they have..."
At this moment, an announcement came from the radio: "Attention all groups, the latest mobilization situation, all patrol police are moving to Nancheng District to implement road martial law! Repeat, move to Nancheng District!"
Nan Yi, who had just arrived at the workshop, heard the announcement and immediately became energetic: "Sister, do you want to join in the fun?"