Countless pedestrians hurried by. The whole city is a bustling scene.

A round blood moon, slowly rising; At the end of the city, the heat melted the lively scene in front of you.

The smell of conspiracy goes straight above the twilight. In the seventy-second year of the Chinese calendar, on the twelfth day of the first month, six o'clock in the evening.

Jinling City, Qinlou District.

At this time, the land is prosperous and the sunset is brilliant. It is a sign that today will be the perfect end of the day.

The ensuing crunch broke the silence as the door of a warehouse at the South Street entrance was slowly pushed open and three heavy trucks were launched. The roar made the seven foreign guys waiting outside the warehouse cheer. The three trucks slowly drove out of the warehouse gate, and the guys immediately counted the goods after the cars drove out, calling friends, and shouting one after another in an incomprehensible language.

This is a group of freight teams that came to Jinling very early. They set out from the distant country of M, traveled by sea to the border, and then drove here from the border in order to transport the goods here before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. You know, in three days there will be the famous Autumn Festival, when every household will buy items to have a good holiday. You must know that since the beginning of this century, the living standards of the people of country Z have improved year by year, and here, luxury goods are as easy to sell as cheap items.

Drive to the mall and be guided by security to the mall storage area. The inspectors of the shopping mall are expressionless with the list of goods in one hand, while counting the goods with a red pen, and after the goods and the list are counted, they use the red pen in their hands to tick and sign.

An older inspector was speeding to finish counting and signing for a team of local carriers, then waved to the convoy behind them to hurry up. A foreigner in a black coat approached and asked him to open the trunks of the three cars, then took out the list from his clothes and handed it to him.

The old inspector took the list and looked at it, and was immediately stunned.

This list itself is not any contraband. The owner and delivery man is called Manhatt, a native of country M, who came with the goods from country M. This time, I came to Jinling with a total of nine guys, three heavy trucks, and the items I carried were 50 coats and five boxes of foreign wine from country M, and there was no problem.

To say that there is no problem is to refer to the list, not the goods.

The veteran inspector has been working in the mall for almost fifteen years, and the goods counted are too many to count, and because of this, he has developed a pair of eagle-like eyes. Ten people, three heavy trucks, only transport such a few things, how much does it cost on average? What's more, there is not much market for foreign liquor now, most people prefer to drink their own liquor, and these specialty liquors can't be sold for a few bucks at all, not to mention the cost of round-trip expenses, even the wages of these guys can't make up for it - how can there be such a stupid businessman?

The old inspector asked a few extra questions, just in case, and Manhattan answered them one by one in fluent Chinese. His Chinese is not bad, but he has no smile on his face all the time, and he does not look like a businessman who has traveled south and north. The old inspector noticed that this guy was not very tall, about 1.78 meters or so, and his two thighs were thick, and he was afraid that his two thighs were not as thick as his.

Country Z is a very safe country, and no one can carry illegal weapons, which is different from the people of country M, so the old inspector thinks that he may often carry guns in country M and develop a habit.

For safety reasons, the veteran inspector quietly lowered his hands and circled around the three Manhattan cars. The goods are simple, there are no problems, and they are not luxuries. These nine guys are all from M country, blonde hair and blue eyes, deep eye sockets clearly distinguish people of different races, all wearing denim leggings, Martin boots, and the same age as Manhattan, all of them are in their thirties. They all stood on the carriage, staring at themselves silently, their hands clasped and their shoulders slightly tense.

"These people are so nervous." The old inspector made such a judgment, picked up the pen and wanted to draw a cross - which means that there is a problem with the goods and will not be entered. But as soon as the red pen was drawn, it was grabbed by a hand.

The old inspector looked at the scarred hands, and he didn't need to look at the face to know who it was.

"Wang Nian!"

The old inspector was a little dissatisfied, this person came to the mall a month ago, and became the manager of the inspection department within a few days. Although the old inspector was dissatisfied with this kind of person who relied on his relationship to be a manager, after all, he was his own boss, and at most he called him by his name directly by his qualifications.

Wang Nian smiled and took his red pen with his left hand, and stretched out his right hand in front of the old inspector, "Fortunately, Lao Liu." It's been a busy day, and I'm bothering you. The old inspector couldn't save his manager's face, so he also stretched out his hand and shook it. The grip didn't matter, and he immediately felt the feeling of paper in his palm. The old inspector shook his hand and touched it, I am afraid that there are four or five hundred yuan, which is not much, but he can also buy a lot of good toys for his son.

"These foreigners are my friends, it's the first time to run so far, and we can't let people leave a bad influence on us here." Wang Nian said in a low voice.

The old inspector hesitated slightly, pulled out his hand and grabbed the money, then took the pen, drew a tick, wrote his name, and waved his hand to let them go in and release the goods. Wang Nian patted him on the shoulder, turned around and spoke fluently in M. Manhatt nodded slightly, neither happy nor smiling.

Under Wang Nian's leadership, they quickly unloaded their belongings and left the mall with Wang Nian.

Under the leadership of Wang Nian, the three cars soon came to the parking place not far from the mall. After parking the car, ten people got out of the car and looked around. It's a large mall, not far from an intersection, and all the sidewalks are lined with all kinds of shops. Clubs, restaurants, shopping malls, cinemas, jewellery stores, luxury stores, so everything you want is here. Most of these shops are just bungalows – prime locations where every inch of land is expensive, and they can't afford to build a second floor.

At this time, the flow of people is not much, because the work in Jinling City usually ends at eight o'clock, so except for a few students who go home from school, there are no people.

"In our Jinling City, there are a total of six relatively popular prime locations, each of which has pedestrian streets and shops with all kinds of shops. Whether you're playing, singing, or talking about business, there's a place for you. Generally, there are not many people at this time, and if you wait for two hours, there will be a traffic jam here. ”

As Wang Nian walked, he warmly introduced various interesting and famous places in Jinling to the people behind him. Manhattan didn't think so, but kept scanning left and right, his eyes not letting down his vigilance without Wang Nian's enthusiasm.

Everyone walked to the crossroads of another road, Wang Nian stopped and smiled with a smile on his face: "Let's go to have fun next?" Or do you want to find a place to live first? When Manhattan heard Wang Nian's words, he took a piece of paper from his coat pocket and handed it to him. Wang Nian was stunned at first, then smiled again in a blink of an eye: "It turns out that it is all booked, come, this place is not far away." He waved the note, put it in his pocket, and continued to lead the way.

What Manhattan didn't know was that Wang Nian's action was not unintentional.

A man on a building in the distance uses a telescope to take everything in his eyes. This person took out the walkie-talkie, "Report, 'Black Snake' has passed the gold shop!" ”

This person is a member of the observer. Observer is a kind of work unique to Jinling City, and all observers will choose one of the rooms or rooftops of high-rise buildings as a place to observe. Seeing Wang Nian's gesture, the observer on the roof of the building used the walkie-talkie to report the direction and repeated it three times.

In less than a second, the observer's words reached a dilapidated warehouse ten kilometers to the south. To the left of this warehouse is a production plant, and to the right is a Taoist temple.

In one corner of the warehouse, there are six police officers wearing headphones and sitting next to a computer, each in charge of the information that is happening in the six districts. There is also a messenger next to each person, who is responsible for saying the sorted information through the microphone in front of them. The microphone cable stretched all the way to the main hall fifty meters away. On the door of the main hall are written "Security Group" in block letters.

The main hall is a separate part of the warehouse, and the interior is divided into five parts, namely the main hall, the information room, the collection room, the weapons room, and the guard room. Upon entering the main hall, the prime minister saw a square clock about two meters in size hanging on the wall, and inside was a huge electronic map of Jinling. The map is depicted in great detail, even down to each building, and there is a red dot moving on the map, exactly the same route as Wang Nian took.

There is also a large screen next to the map, and next to the big screen, there is an old man and a young man who are watching intently. The old man has white hair, wears a tunic and a pair of thin-framed reading glasses. The young man had a long face and big eyes, and at a glance he was surrounded by a capable aura, and there were three fine lines faintly between his eyebrows, which was obviously often worried. He wears a simple police uniform, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and a paper fan in his hand.

A voice came from the radio beside him, and the voice was loud enough for the entire main hall to hear: "The target black snake has passed the department store and is heading west." ”

The police officers were silent, and a beautiful girl next to her took a step forward, turned on the big screen, put the notebook next to her, and called up the camera where Wang Nian was to play it on the big screen.

The hall was quiet for a moment, and the young man exited and asked, "Old Xu? After shouting three times, the old man opened his eyes: "Zhang Jing, how did you arrange it?" ”

The young man looked slightly, and pointed to a map with a paper fan: "Cao Jun personally led the team, and thirty special police officers have been deployed in West Street." As long as Wang Niantao came out with the news, Cao Jun immediately broke down and arrested people. Outside, hundreds of police officers stood at various intersections, and police cars lined up on both sides of West Street. There is absolutely no possibility of escaping from these three encirclements! ”

As the paper fan points on the map, the big screen is divided into two parts, one part continues to hold the camera, and the other part displays a simple encirclement map.

"This group of terrorists thinks that they can do anything by pretending to be businessmen and bribing Neiying, but they don't know that we are fishing from beginning to end, and they are just voluntarily taking the bait." The young man withdrew the paper fan, raised his chin slightly, and infected the police officers behind him with a confident appearance, and the atmosphere in the whole hall became a little lively. The old man let out a "hmm", looked at the big screen, and stopped making a sound.