"... Is that so?"
A voice ca from the other end of the phone.
That night, late at night, after circling the hospital several tis, Yin Chaoyang finally received the special phone from a designated person after wandering around the city multiple tis.
The highest-level satellite line set up by Boundaryless Communication will ensure absolute secrecy and security of the call.
Even so, upon entering the room, he still underwent checks to ensure there were no troubleso items like bugs or hidden listening devices on him.
Perhaps having already received related news, Mr. Shang only vaguely remarked when he heard about the whole process and the losses incurred from Yin Chaoyang.
"Still too inexperienced, and already anxious."
Mr. Shang sighed lightly: "It's a pity, couldn't catch any handle or evidence."
This covert pawn pushed forward by Lv Yingyue was simply too cautious. No, it should be said, such capability is most suited for exercising in an environnt composed of countless chanical creations like a city, truly leaving no room for error.
He didn't even need to appear in person.
From start to finish, he pulled a deck chair under the spotlight, achieving a perfect alibi, leaving no trace or clue behind.
Even if there were, it probably would have been erased by the Tong family long ago.
Echo Technology, far in East City, has insufficient influence over Cliff City.
Otherwise, it could be leveraged for gain.
"You've done well."
There was a rare tone of appreciation in Shang Tongwen's words, and in front of the phone, Yin Chaoyang instinctively lowered his head, nervously insisting he dared not accept the praise.
For many years, he diligently served as a go-between in Hai Province for the bosses behind the scenes, working tirelessly, not lacking the ability to read minds.
He clearly sensed that thread of regret in Shang Tongwen's words...
—Why aren't you dead?
If Yin Chaoyang had died as a result, things would have been easier to handle afterward.
Just like Ji Jue, who was pushed to the forefront, the bait thrown out now is not just him?
On this muddy water stirred up above, those holding fishing rods smile at each other on the shore, chatting breezily, while beneath the muddy water, amongst the uncompromising fighting fish, it's a matter of life or death.
Yin Chaoyang dared not think any further, cold sweat dripping down his back:
"It's just, the losses were considerable."
"Doesn't matter, lacking manpower, there'll be new bodyguards, I'll have soone send more to you," Shang Tongwen said: "Everyone's focus is currently on Central City, I can't spare the effort right now.
I'll talk to Huanyu, the control over the channels and supply chain is up to you.
By any ans necessary, I don't want to hear about their operations starting."
"Yes."
Yin Chaoyang tentatively asked: "But regarding Ye Xian?"
"If Tide Sound Workshop were to get directly involved in such matters, I'll consider it a great achievent on your part."
Shang Tongwen laughed: "Before the southeast defense agreent with the Military Departnt is signed, if Lv Yingyue dares to confront us head-on, that'd be just perfect.
Everyone's curious to see what cards she still has to play."
Yin Chaoyang dared not speak further, nor think deeply.
Soon, the phone was hung up on the other end.
Leaving only the final instruction.
"Do your work diligently."
In the prolonged silence, Yin Chaoyang sat on the chair, looking at the phone on the table, smoking cigarette after cigarette, his pupils filled with bloodshot veins.
When the last cigarette butt was extinguished in the ashtray, its remnants were piled high like a mountain.
Just like the fate of countless consumables.
Yin Chaoyang resolutely got up and left.
There was no way back.
.
Unexpectedly to most, a storm ca quickly and went quickly.
Just like the hundred thousand hotspots popping up on the internet daily, after the condemnations, the angry outcries, and the sighs, the impassioned sense of justice was assud to have been enacted.
Everyone continued focusing on the news revealed by the Tide City Governor's corruption case.
As for the Coastal Automobile Factory and Ji Jue...
It seems like sothing heard sowhere, who?
As for outside the factory, those indignant accusers, the victims who jumped out from nowhere, and the cash-paid professional actors, they all vanished without a trace even before nightfall.
To be precise, it was at five o'clock in the afternoon, when the security personnel sent by Laila arrived.
Several knockoff vans produced by Coastal Automobile Factory years ago braked sharply to a halt at the gate, then, like unzipping a compressed file, dozens to hundreds of people poured out.
All wearing tight vests and camouflage pants, their bodies were solid muscles, with dark-skinned buzz-cut strongn, and among them, elite units invited from the veteran club, version T0—Bloodthirsty Old Deng!
A group of hulking figures quickly sealed off the area, then bearded muscle-bound veterans wielded batons and charged like tigers into the crowd causing trouble, and with just three baton blows, the actors swearing to seek justice scattered like frightened mice.
Those still putting up resistance faced tear gas extracted from their crotches and high-pressure water guns freshly hooked up to fire hydrants by the muscle-bound giants.
Truly a professional team, garbage disposal couldn't be faster!
Ji Jue exclaid at the spectacle.
In no ti, the chaotic crowd outside disappeared without a trace, and when the police arrived at the scene after receiving the report, they saw more than a dozen breathless, muscle-bound old n throwing away the batons, lying on the ground, clutching the bruised troublemakers, identifying the culprits.
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