The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 552 - 0: The Roundup Begins

The operation team was on standby twenty-four hours a day.

As soon as Wei Dongming received the message, he immediately summoned the members of the operation team and ordered someone to investigate the vehicle plate from Southern Ridge Province.

At the same time, he contacted the city bureau affiliated with Huaxi Province Lingshan County, requesting their cooperation in the operation to set up checkpoints on the highway to intercept this vehicle immediately.

The members of the operation team acted swiftly, rushing towards Lingshan County overnight.

The details of the truck with a Southern Ridge Province plate were quickly collected.

Wei Dongming contacted the police at the address listed on the vehicle owner’s information, asking them to help investigate the owner’s information immediately.

Waves of radio signals converged into a network in the night sky, with Binhai City’s operation team location as the hub, instantly spreading across the country.

The origin of this truck was of vital importance to the police.

With this clue, they could identify the previous raw material supply location for the tofu workshop.

In this way, the entire drug trafficking network could be thoroughly dismantled.

At three o’clock in the morning, news came from the highway toll stations of Huaxi Province and Southern Ridge Province; they had seen this truck an hour ago.

Wei Dongming and the officers immediately analyzed the situation and, to avoid alerting the suspects, decided not to take action on the highway.

As dawn broke, the truck left the highway.

The officers lying in ambush at the toll station acted swiftly, capturing the two men on the truck in less than three seconds.

Their dark circles and dazed expressions were evident signs of drug use.

When Wei Dongming heard about this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and without waiting for the suspects to be brought over, he personally led a team to Southern Ridge Province.

As morning fully broke, the tofu workshop in Lingshan County.

Little Mustache went in and reported to Gao Wushan that the "birds had returned to the nest."

It was only after Gao Wushan waved his hand that he stepped outside and took a breath.

In reality, the "birds" had not returned to the nest; instead, they were in custody.

By the time they made the call, the police had already broken through their psychological defenses, and they lied to Little Mustache.

He went over and tapped on the door, calling Long Fei and Silly Biao to go out for a run with him.

The three of them, as usual, went to a small hill. Gao Wushan stretched while standing with hands on hips, then addressed the two, "This afternoon, we’ll be leaving this place."

Silly Biao and Long Fei exchanged glances and asked, "Fifth Master, are we going back to Binhai?"

Gao Wushan said, "Correct, but also incorrect. We must return to Binhai, but it’s only a way station. Once this deal is done, I’m afraid we’ll have to leave the country."

Ever since the last incident, he had been preparing to leave the country.

That’s why he kept the price of the goods so low and even took a risk dealing with Jiang Feng, showing his sincerity to the people on the street.

Once he sold this batch of goods, he did not plan to deal any longer.

He was getting old and could not handle much more stress.

Gao Wushan looked at the grey mountain and the grey mist, feeling that he was just like the environment around him.

Silly Biao and Long Fei said nothing; Silly Biao did not understand Gao Wushan’s state of mind.

Long Fei understood but remained silent.

When one climbs to a certain height, the wind gets stronger.

Unable to go up, unable to come down.

One can only keep climbing, headstrong, lest falling means being shattered to pieces.

In the afternoon, three small freight cars with express delivery prints arrived.

Long Fei took a look; the three vehicles looked the same, and even the plates were identical.

Gao Wushan was indeed cautious in his approach.

Two of the vehicles were loaded with fermented tofu, but only one carried the goods.

Except for those handling the cargo, no one could distinguish which one held the merchandise.

Even with an inside man, a hasty police action would immediately startle the criminals.

The trucks left first; Gao Wushan took Long Fei and Silly Biao with him to leave at night.

He instructed Little Mustache to clean up the scene, probably planning to shut the place down, never to be used again.

After they left, the police in charge of the surveillance at this location began their operation.

More than a hundred special police provided combat support, surrounding the tofu workshop layer by layer.

An hour later, the battle was over.

Little Mustache and five of his men were killed on the spot, while other criminals either surrendered or were wounded.

Before the operation, the police had set up an electromagnetic interference system.

Little Mustache tried to make several calls but couldn’t get a signal, crying out before he died, "Fifth Master, you have a traitor among you!"

The roundup operation officially began.

In a small fishing village in Binhai City, lights were lit on a fishing boat as night fell.

After driving there, Silly Biao honked three times at the opposite side.

The fishing boat honked three times in response.

Upon hearing these signals, Long Fei frowned, feeling as if it was a rather uncreative way for netizens to meet up.

The three men got out of the car and, after approaching, they shone their flashlights.

Similarly, the other side flashed their lights, then boarded the boat assuredly.

The captain had the ordinary appearance of a fisherman, with skin tanned dark by the sun, which was a far cry from the spy image Long Fei had pictured.

Such a person would blend into a crowd without standing out, no wonder he hadn’t been caught yet.

He had a positioning system in his belt, and each place he visited was marked by the police, so he didn’t have to bother reminding them.

This case could actually have been handled by regular police officers.

Since he had encountered it, he simply lent a hand to reduce casualties.

The cargo boat set off, taking the maritime route overnight to Lianggang City across the bay.

Lianggang City belongs to Guandong Province and has been an important northern maritime barrier in contrast to Binhai City since ancient times.

This operation certainly allowed Long Fei to visit quite a few places.

After spending a day and a night at sea, they only landed in Lianggang City the following afternoon.

It was a large fishing port, with a seafood wholesale market on the shore.

As dusk approached, and the fishing boat docked, it was the busiest time for trading.

This time, Gao Wushan had not brought any goods; with the goods and people separated, even if the police checked, they couldn’t implicate him.

After the three men disembarked, someone was there to pick them up.

After getting into the car, they drove away from the port to a nearby fishing village’s seafood processing plant.

Long Fei had a headache, thinking it was a life-threatening affair to keep moving around until it was finally nighttime when he reached the destination.

The processing plant was similar to the tofu workshop, with strict guards, covert sentries outside, and people everywhere on the rooftops and doorways.

As soon as Gao Wushan, Long Fei, and Silly Biao got out of the car, a middle-aged man with a woman in his arms laughed and opened his arms to Gao Wushan, "Old friend, we meet again!"

Gao Wushan approached and embraced him with a warm laugh.

The woman, looking quite charming, also hugged Gao Wushan.

Silly Biao whispered in Long Fei’s ear, "Brother Long, what do you think of the Guandong girls? Do they have big butts?"

Long Fei coughed twice and put his hand on Silly Biao’s shoulder, signaling him to quiet down.

Damn, this was a den of bandits.

It wasn’t Temple of Spiritual Mountain, where if they got mad, they could kill you without anywhere to seek justice.

The group went upstairs to the office and sat down, and the woman immediately poured tea for Gao Wushan.

The man scrutinized Long Fei and Silly Biao.

Gao Wushan turned back and instructed, "You guys wait outside."

Silly Biao and Long Fei nodded and left the room together, taking out cigarettes to smoke as usual.

Music started playing inside, and through the door, ordinary people—even with listening devices—could not discern their conversation.

Yet, Long Fei heard everything clearly.

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