Lang Ying currently had no expression on his face, but he was already cursing in his heart. Damn it, what could he say - that his informant passed along the wrong information, causing the other side to take action prematurely, seizing the goods and preventing the big fish from appearing? What unreliable informant did the Bureau find?
Inwardly he ranted heavily, but he still kept his composure as he looked at the bespectacled man. "Third Brother, what do you mean by this? Are you suspecting me?"
The bespectacled man sneered. "I haven't said anything. You're the one who said it. Besides the boss, only the three of us knew about this shipment, and every time there's an operation involving you, there always seems to be some sort of problem. It's hard for us not to suspect you."
"Lang Ying? No way. He's saved us so many times. It couldn't be him. Third Brother, you must be overthinking things." The Man with Knife Scars said with certainty.
The bespectacled man looked exasperated. "I don't even know what to say to you. You love eating pork brains so much, how come you don't grow a brain yourself?"
With that, he drew his pistol from his waist, cocked it, and pointed it at Lang Ying. "Well then, Lang Ying, why don't you give us an explanation?"
Lang Ying looked into the bespectacled man's eyes, and the atmosphere in the room instantly became tense.
Suddenly, the bespectacled man's phone rang. He answered it.
Not knowing what was said on the other end, his lips curled into a smug expression as he glanced at Lang Ying.
Lang Ying frowned. His instincts told him that this phone call was unfavorable for him. It didn't matter if he died, but the key was that he had not yet transmitted the location of this headquarters. This meant that his three years as a deep cover operative would have completely failed!
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At the Ancestral home, after Jian Xi saw that something was about to happen to Old Master Zheng's son, she did not immediately reveal it. Instead, she pulled He Qingchen aside and asked about Old Master Zheng's son's situation.
He Qingchen frowned. "You mean Old Master Zheng's son?"
Jian Xi nodded seriously.
"Old Master Zheng had a late-life child, but I heard he went missing three years ago during a rescue mission. No one knows if he's alive or dead." Seeing her grave expression, He Qingchen asked, "What is it? Is he still alive?"
Jian Xi nodded. "Yes, he's alive, but something is about to happen to him."
"Is there still a chance?" He Qingchen understood Jian Xi. If there was no possibility of rescue, she would not have asked him.
"Yes, Brother. I need his date and time of birth."
He Qingchen did not hesitate. Old Master Zheng had devoted his life to serving the country, and his only son had also been given to the country. As long as there was a chance to save him, they could not let him perish.
He returned with Jian Xi to the group of old masters chatting and drinking tea. Without beating around the bush, He Qingchen directly asked Old Master Zheng, "Grandpa Zheng, this young one is being presumptuous in asking for Zheng Zhao's date and time of birth."
Upon hearing Zheng Zhao's name, the three men present changed their expressions.
Grandpa He even scolded, "Little Chen, you're becoming increasingly unruly."
Zheng Yonglin raised his hand to stop Grandpa He from speaking further. With suspicion, he asked, "Little Chen, why are you asking this?"
This time, it was not He Qingchen who spoke, but Jian Xi. "Because Old Master Zheng's son is still alive, but his current situation might be unfavorable to him, very dangerous. So I need his date and time of birth to save him!"
"What? Little Zhao is still alive!" Zheng Yonglin was so shocked that he stood up abruptly, knocking over the teacup beside him. It fell to the ground and shattered.
"Yes, Old Master Zheng. Please give me Zheng's date and time of birth first. Don't delay any further." Jian Xi urged, as the House V in Old Master Zheng's horoscope had darkened further.
Grandpa He already knew of Jian Xi's abilities and quickly said, "Old Zheng, hurry up and give Little Seven Zhao's date and time of birth!"
Zheng Yonglin looked at He Zhiliang and then at Jian Xi before revealing Zheng Zhao's date and time of birth.
Jian Xi did not dare delay. After obtaining Zheng Zhao's date and time of birth, she made some calculations, her brow furrowing tightly. She pursed her lips and opened her Celestial Eye again. In just a few seconds, beads of sweat had formed on her forehead.
"At the border between northern Myanmar and the frontier, there's a village. He's there, but everyone in that village has a pistol. He's currently unconscious in a warehouse. Rescue has to be swift." Jian Xi said in one breath.
When she reported the location, He Qingchen had already made a phone call.
He Zhiliang also quickly urged the stunned Shang Xiong, "Old Shang, what are you gawking at? Don't you have business interests in northern Myanmar? Hurry up and find someone to assist in the rescue!"
"Ah? Oh, oh, I'll make a call right now. Old Zheng, don't worry. Little Zhao will definitely be fine!" Shang Xiong said before going aside to make a call.
"Contact the border police. They're nearby. Tell them the location I just mentioned - that's where their headquarters is located. Their response can be faster." Jian Xi wiped the sweat from her forehead and said.
He Qingchen poured Jian Xi a cup of water and handed it to her. "I just had Cheng Bei contact the local forces to delay things first. I've also notified Chief Wu of the border police."
Jian Xi took the water he handed her, giving him a thumbs up in approval. At first glance, she didn't see much, but He Qingchen was already able to roughly guess the situation just from her reporting the location and surrounding circumstances. Her boyfriend really was brilliant!
That's right, Jian Xi had opened her Celestial Eye twice. The first time, she only saw the general situation. The second time, she saw Zheng Zhao's past and learned that for the past three years, he had been working as a deep cover operative. Just now, his informant had been captured, unable to withstand the torture, exposing him. That's why he was currently being brutalized to the point of near-death. It was unknown whether he could hold on.
Wait, wasn't her Fourth Senior Brother Lin Yichen in that area?
Jian Xi took out her phone and made a video call to her Fourth Senior Brother Lin Yichen.
After just one ring, he answered, immediately teasing her, "Little Jian Seven, has the sun risen from the west? You actually thought of video-calling me?"
Jian Xi had no time for banter and went straight to the point. "Fourth Senior Brother, remember you sent me your location, saying you were in Xingxiang Village of City X? Isn't that near the border with northern Myanmar?"
"Yeah, it's about a twenty-minute drive from the border with northern Myanmar," Lin Yichen said.
Jian Xi's eyes lit up. "That's great. Can you go to the border now? There might be someone there in need of your help."
"Little Jian Seven, you truly live up to your reputation as a genius." The video panned down to show a suitcase at his feet, and then Lin Yichen's voice came again, "If you had called me five minutes later, I would have already left!"
Jian Xi felt a bit guilty as she touched her nose. Could she say this was just a coincidence?
After giving Lin Yichen the address, the video call ended. She thought to herself that with her Fourth Senior Brother's involvement, this Uncle Zheng should not have any further issues.
Sure enough, an hour later, Jian Xi was observing Old Master Zheng's features, and the dark shade in his House V had disappeared.
Zheng Zhao had been rescued!
