When Gu Ji first heard the Chaojun introduce Shao Liang’s identity information, he thought that this guy was either a chemistry major or soone working in the chemical industry.
After all, the bottle of strong hallucinogen he found in the ga seed even more potent than LSD and Ibogaine, the two strongest known synthetic hallucinogens, hundreds to thousands of tis more effective than natural ones.
From the degree to which the Bai Family and the warlord faction valued Shao Liang,
it can be concluded that this substance was developed by him.
Such a powerful psychoactive drug requires not only strong professional knowledge but also a great deal of luck and coincidence.
However, the police investigation records did not indicate that this guy had any relevant work experience, not even as a hobby.
Could he have obtained the formula from soone else?
While Gu Ji pondered this, Zhao Bai continued to introduce:
"We previously received information from an undercover source that the suspect would enter Dianyun on the 29th. However, a major event occurred recently in Northern Myanmar. According to the Xia Kingdom National Seismic Network, a strong earthquake occurred in Northern Myanmar Kokang region three days ago, with a magnitude of 6.7 and a depth of approximately 20 kiloters."
"This earthquake caused ground subsidence at the Jinyuan Building, leading to a direct conflict between the Bai Family and the warlord faction. They’ve been fighting continuously since three days ago, but according to bystander reports, there was no sign of Shao Liang or the desperadoes throughout the process."
"So we suspect he might have entered the country earlier. Until yesterday afternoon, the Anti-Drug Brigade received a photo from the facial recognition probe of the Smart Border Big Data Center."
At this point, Zhao Bai clicked the page of the PPT.
The image showed a black Toyota Prado, and through the front windshield, a man in a suit could be seen in the second row of seats. Upon magnification, his facial features were exactly the sa as the target: Shao Liang!
Zhou Penghui squinted his eyes and suddenly spoke up.
"Where is this location?"
"Gao n Community in Ruizhou City. We only captured this one photo, but the Ruizhou City Traffic Police Brigade has tracked the vehicle, and personnel from the Border Managent Brigade are investigating nearby to find their hideout,"
Zhao Bai responded, enunciating each word.
Before coming, out of professional habit, Gu Ji had already researched the map data of Nuzhou.
The border line in Nuzhou extends 503.8 kiloters, with Ruizhou City as a county-level city under Nuzhou. It borders Myanmar on the northwest, southwest, and southeast, with villages looking at each other across the landscape and a complex personnel structure.
In terms of intelligence advantage,
Shao Liang currently does not know that the police and national security have identified him, so it is crucial to guard the ports and smuggling routes strictly before he wakes up to prevent his escape abroad again.
Then, centering on that Prado, determine Shao Liang’s activity radius, deploy police forces to cooperate with big data monitoring.
"Alright, it’s been hard on the comrades in Dianyun. Let summarize next,"
Zhou Penghui stood up from his seat.
As the front-line general leader of this operation, he naturally had to say a few words, so he pointed at Shao Liang on the projection screen:
"Target: Shao Liang, received professional militarized training, has high counter-reconnaissance awareness, extrely complex social background. This is an old fox, and very cunning, so the first thing we need to do is ’close the door to catch the thief,’ make sure he doesn’t escape..."
Mr. Zhou’s subsequent summary and analysis largely aligned with what Gu Ji had in mind but were clearer in personnel deploynt and specific actions, while also establishing: border inspection, secondary interception, and jurisdiction control as the ’three defensive lines.’
Due to the deploynt of a large police force, to prevent arousing Shao Liang’s suspicion, he also disguised this action as a crackdown on illegal immigrants.
"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Wang, see if there’s anything else you need to add,"
The second person Zhou Penghui called was Wang Hong, the captain of the Nuzhou SWAT brigade, who had an imposing and battle-hardened presence and was evidently a pragmatic veteran.
"No, nothing else."
"Then let’s proceed with this action plan. Ti waits for no one. Let’s prepare to move. Once we succeed, I’ll treat everyone as a thank you!"
"No, you’re the guests here. It’s us locals who should be treating!"
"We’ll talk about it once we successfully apprehend the target, hahaha..."
...
Upon leaving the conference room, the team imdiately sprang into action.
Once the national machinery gets into full swing, its power is formidable. With dozens of key police forces and multi-departnt collaboration, the target’s activity area was quickly confined to Dao Town.
This is a township located at the bottom of Ruizhou.
Leaning on the border’s handicraft and erald jewelry trades, it is much more prosperous than typical townships. Every household has built small Western-style buildings, and there are nurous rchants, with frequent vehicular traffic.
In the evening,
Gu Ji and the others sat in a white seven-seater business vehicle, parked at the entrance of a shop on Jingmang Street, flanked by white three-story row houses with ground-floor shops.
"Slurp~"
Zhou Penghui, sitting in the front passenger seat, was eating instant noodles, while Shi Zhengmin in the second row continuously observed the street entrance and residents with drawn curtains upstairs using binoculars.
Surveillance is not the primary duty of SWAT,
but as they were assisting in the investigation, under Zhang Wenjun’s arrangent, Gu Ji and Gao Bo had to take turns replacing Mr. Zhou’s two anti-drug officers.
Watching several nearby rchants closing, Gao Bo stretched lazily and yawned:
"Whew... fewer and fewer people. Nightlife ends early in small places."
"Entertainnt venues close early, but there are still quite a few dining people."
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