novelhk Chapter 301 Human Traffickers Deserve to Die 46
Chapter 301 Human Traffickers Deserve to Die 46
Mayor Lin was still very powerful. He called the provincial department overnight and directly dispatched police from the provincial department by helicopter to assist in the case.
Sirong and the others were now sitting in the mayor's office, awaiting news. Mayor Lin put down the phone, his knuckles clacking against the solid wood desk. Outside the window, dark clouds gathered, a precursor to a rainstorm.
"The provincial department's commando team is on the way." The secretary trotted over to Mayor Lin's ear to report the news, "but the military district needs you to personally..."
"Connecting Commander Zhang." Mayor Lin loosened his tie, his Adam's apple rolling as he revealed an old scar on the side of his neck. As the encrypted military frequency band connected, his voice suddenly dropped. "Old Zhang, I need the 3rd Special Operations Company's silent disposal plan."
Although the provincial department used a helicopter, due to the distance, the military district's special operations company arrived at Mayor Lin first.
At night, only a few staff members remained on duty at the city hall. To prevent the news from leaking out, they had all handed in their communication equipment and left it in the office.
So when the special forces' military vehicles entered the municipal compound, they did so quietly and no one noticed.
After Mayor Lin's introduction, Sirong and the others exchanged a few brief greetings with the special forces captain. Then, the provincial department's helicopter arrived. The three parties met, exchanged a few simple greetings, and began to arrange the combat plan.
Mayor Lin, the supreme decision-maker for this operation, named it "Operation Fox Hunt." Command was handed over to Zhang Dong, the provincial SWAT captain leading the team, with the Special Operations Company providing support. Sirong and Teacher Zheng were to provide support and coordination.
"No one on the list can be left out." Mayor Lin lit a cigarette with a lighter, the flame illuminating the shadow of his brow, "especially the ones Qin Haoming received, and the 'local specialties' in their trunk..." The flames suddenly engulfed the last few words.
Sirong was distributing building plans to the commandos when the tip of her pencil snapped on the VIP area's ventilation duct. She looked up and saw the mayor standing at the window, his eyes reflected in the glass like sharp swords.
When the first drop of rain hit Sirong's tactical eyepiece, she was squatting outside the construction site in the new urban area.
Rain splashed on the Kevlar fiber of the bulletproof vest like a fleeting transparent firework. Suddenly, three knocks came from the headset - this was the signal to start the operation, short and clear, like someone knocking on a coffin.
“Closing the net.”
The order was short and cold, without any emotion.
The subsequent operation went extremely smoothly. Sirong's fingertips slid rapidly on the tablet, and the casino's security system was useless in front of her.
The surveillance footage was replaced with a looping video from ten minutes ago, and the electronic access control system hummed obediently, automatically opening the passage for the commando team.
"Two guards, east corridor," she whispered, her voice clearly audible over the encrypted channel. Two SWAT officers stalked the wall like shadows, their stun gun probes flashing a blue light in the darkness.
The guard at the door didn't even have time to turn around before he was hit accurately in the back of the neck. His muscles instantly stiffened and he fell silently.
After controlling every exit of the casino, one team was responsible for arresting individual patrons, another team was responsible for Qin Haoming and the people on the list in the VIP area, and another team went to the room where the university student was imprisoned with Sirong and the others.
"Everyone squat down! Put your hands on your head!" The casino hall suddenly became quiet, leaving only the crisp sound of chips scattering, followed by a burst of noisy and panicked sounds.
Most of the people who could enter and play here were workers on the construction site. Naturally, they knew that the casino had more than one entrance and exit. They all wanted to take advantage of the chaos and escape through the backup exit.
Of course it was impossible to escape.
Among them was a smart one who ran towards the kitchen with his brother-in-law.
He was a small foreman in the construction site and a trusted confidant of Qin Haoming. When the ancient tomb was being renovated, he had also worked there and knew there was a gap in the back kitchen.
When pouring, something went wrong and the cement didn't get poured in.
When he came to check later, he found a cavity of about two square meters. To save trouble, he simply nailed it with wooden boards, and he even personally injected the foam glue behind the boards.
The two thought that as long as they hid here for a day or two, they would be safe after the police left.
Perhaps it was anxiety that unleashed potential, and with their bare hands, they pried open the nailed planks, creating a gap wide enough for someone to slip in. Just as he was about to push in with his butt sticking out, he felt something hard press against his lower back, a cold sensation seeping through his sweat-soaked vest to his spine.
Qin Haoming, meanwhile, was playing Pai Gow in the VIP area with several important figures, losing handsomely. He had already mastered the art of deliberately losing money to others, a skill he'd mastered to perfection. He'd done it several times a month, if not every day.
Qin Haoming held a cigarette between his fingers, squinted his eyes in the smoke as he looked at the cards, with a perfect smile on his lips.
"Oh no, I lost again." He shook his head, his tone half regretful and half self-deprecating, and casually pushed the pile of chips in front of him away. "Director Chen is really lucky. I need to practice my card skills more."
Director Chen, standing opposite, laughed heartily, his eyes furrowed into deep grooves as he tapped his fingers on the card table. "Xiao Qin, if you keep practicing your card skills, we old guys will be dead!"
Several guests nearby immediately joined in the laughter, and the box was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.
Qin Haoming laughed along, but inwardly he was calculating how many times he'd lost to Director Chen tonight. His fingertips gently stroked the backs of the cards, shuffling and cutting them expertly. The angle at which each card landed seemed meticulously calculated—making Director Chen's victory feel natural without appearing too forced.
At this moment, the waiter at the door of the box rushed in without even knocking.
She leaned over to Qin Haoming's ear and whispered what was happening outside.
He didn't even raise his eyelids to hear what the waiter said, only making a soft "hmm." His knuckles, gripping the cards, were already turning pale. Someone else had come here, so why hadn't anyone alerted him?
Don’t worry about that for now. The important thing is to arrange for the people in the VIP area to leave first.
"Dear leaders," he laughed suddenly, revealing his cards. "Look at how clever I am! It's my turn to be the money-giving boy tonight."
"Everyone, let's stop here for today. I have some things to take care of outside." Qin Haoming said as he signaled the assistants following the leader to clear the chips on the table.
"Take the chips and leave first. I'll exchange them for cash next time you come to play."
Qin Haoming still had a calm smile on his face, but his hand had already been placed on Director Chen's back, leading the others towards the secret door.
"Everyone, I didn't have a great time today. Let's get together again another day." He nodded slightly, still smiling, but everyone could sense that his steps were a little uneasy.