wavenovel Chapter 1328 Departure
Chapter 1328 Departure
Chapter 1328 Departure
7: am.
Yuhu Residential Area.
Zhong Hailong took the breakfast from the deliveryman, put it on the table, and then called his two accomplices to get up and eat.
The two groaned as they got up, rubbed their eyes, glanced at the meat ticket, and sat down at the dining table.
As Wu Wei, the youngest, untied his breakfast bag, he said, "Let's just tear up the hostage. It'll be safer to go to another city and argue with them."
Upon hearing his words, the boy, who was lying on the ground, bound and stuffed into a snakeskin bag, struggled desperately.
"How are we supposed to get the gold if we go to another place? What if the stench gets out after the hostage is killed?" Zhang Xindong, the leader, was a veteran of the prison. He grabbed a fried dough stick and wolfed it down.
Wu Wei first downed a bowl of soy milk in one go, then ate some fried dough sticks, and said, "Then take Bitcoin, and put the corpse in lime."
"Bitcoin, I don't understand it, do you?" Zhang Xindong said leisurely, not in a hurry. Apart from his fierce appearance and lack of brushed teeth, he seemed to be discussing business details in the company.
Wu Wei wanted to say he understood, but hesitated for a few seconds and didn't say it.
He's only 30 years old this year. He can understand a little bit about Bitcoin, but when it comes to using it, especially to reliably exchange it for money, Wu Wei isn't very sure.
If it were just a little bit of money, that would be fine, but 1000 million is no good. He's not willing to take even the slightest risk.
Similarly, the other two are certainly unwilling to take the risk. They don't understand Bitcoin, and they can't possibly operate their accounts through Wu Wei. What if he manages to run off with all their money?
"Forget it, let's go with gold." Gold is too easy to melt. No matter what markings it has, just put it in a high-temperature crucible, melt it, and pour it out. If you're worried about the composition, just mix in some other metals. You can find the whole video tutorial online. It's not much trouble.
If you're not even willing to spend a few hundred dollars, then take a hammer or something and smash it repeatedly, fold it over and smash it, and you can still smash the gold brick beyond recognition.
Whether it's Wu Wei or Zhang Xindong, they didn't even need to watch the video; they had already mastered this simple technique long ago. What limited them wasn't the technical difficulty, but where to get the gold.
Zhong Hailong then tried to smooth things over, saying, "Killing isn't worth it. Kidnapping these days only gets you ten years. You can just endure it and you'll be out. Last time I was imprisoned for seven years. I got into fights and stuff in between, which meant I didn't get a single day off. I didn't live like that. Killing is much more troublesome. The three of us are a gang. Gang kidnapping and murder can easily get you the death penalty. I've done all that research."
“If he runs away, nothing will happen,” Wu Wei tried to retort.
“We can’t escape,” said the old bandit Zhang Xindong. “The best outcome would be if his father didn’t report it, and we took the gold and fled far away, hiding our identities. The second best outcome would be if his father did report it, and we just need to drive to the grasslands, run away for a few years, and then the matter would be over. But if we kill someone, Yin Feisong will fight us to the death. With the current surveillance system, it’s easy for trouble to break out.”
"Screw him!"
"Harmony brings wealth," Zhang Xindong, the kidnapper, reassured the young man, then kicked the boy in the bag to stop him from constantly wriggling.
"Making a phone call?" Zhong Hailong picked up the computer and opened the software. They had learned all of this in prison; the three of them had spent a total of 20 years there, each gaining a completely new understanding of life and making life-changing decisions before their release.
The idea of earning 50 kilograms of gold through kidnapping was once a pillar that helped them endure the last two years in prison.
Zhang Xindong dipped a fried dough stick into soy milk, getting his hands all smeared, and mumbled, "No rush."
"There's no rush. It's been a whole day. We can't let the police find us," Zhong Hailong said anxiously.
“This is like training a hawk. If you train it properly, you’ll succeed. If you don’t, what’s the point of calling?” Zhang Xindong had his own ideas. Looking at the sky, he said, “Let’s eat and drink our fill first. Yin Feisong probably didn’t sleep much last night. Let’s wait two more hours, then make the call and state our requirements all at once.”
"Alright then." Zhong Hailong decided to listen to Zhang Xindong. He had only been to prison twice, while Zhang Xindong had been three times, and was said to have handled kidnapping cases, so he was truly experienced.
Zhang Xindong tore open another packet of pickled vegetables and wolfed it down with some fried dough sticks. This was the food he craved most in prison, and he ate it for two years after his release without getting tired of it.
After eating three fried dough sticks in one go and finishing a packet of pickled vegetables, Zhang Xindong instructed, "Hailong, test drive the car again later. This stolen car is not the same as our own. If there is a problem, we will all be in trouble. Like last time, you did a good job and found out about the tire problem in advance. Otherwise, if you had a tire blowout on the road, you would have been a laughing stock in jail."
“That’s right.” Zhong Hailong was slightly smug. He had learned car repair skills in prison, thinking he would be able to use them after he got out. But in today’s society, taxi drivers and ride-hailing drivers don’t want people with criminal records, car repair shops don’t need people, and driving for private individuals is even less of a good option. The only use for this is in kidnapping.
Zhang Xindong: "Third brother, don't worry. You're young and technically skilled. When you make the call, keep an eye on the time and the route. If things don't look right, hang up. Remind me when the countdown starts. We'll all listen to you when you make the call."
"Don't worry," Wu Wei straightened his back. "Even if the Heavenly King himself came, he wouldn't be able to find us here."
"Good! That's the spirit I've been looking for." Zhang Xindong clapped his hands: "When the agreed time for delivering the gold arrives, I'll lie in ambush by the roadside. If any other trucks arrive after the one carrying the gold, the transaction will be canceled, and Lao San will have his ear cut off."
Zhang Xindong: "If everything goes smoothly, Hailong will pick up the car. Once he does, he'll call me, and I'll take Lao San to the border crossing. Lao San, once Hailong starts moving things here, you start setting fires here, then bring the hostage over..."
This time, he explained things in more detail than the three had planned in advance, especially the route to the border, which Zhang Xindong had planned and prepared separately. Zhong Hailong and Wu Wei were both hoping to use this route to escape, and they nodded repeatedly as they listened to Zhang Xindong's words.
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7: am.
Yuhu Residential Area.
Criminal police officers in urban management uniforms began to disperse the breakfast stalls around the residential area.
The security guard was asked to open the gate, and then a motorcade decorated with red ribbons drove into the community, like a wedding procession, and drove directly to a building, but no one got out of the cars for the time being.
Inside the car, Liu Zhuangshi, the head of the criminal investigation team in Anwan City, began his pre-battle mobilization: "After confirmation by Captain Jiang Yuanjiang, we believe that the main culprit in the gold kidnapping case is currently in room 202 on the second floor of building number 17 ahead. It's a four-bedroom, two-living-room apartment, with two bedrooms and a bathroom facing the main street. None of them have safety nets installed, so the culprit could jump directly down to the main street... This part will be handled by the Second Brigade..."
Jiang Yuan, who was in the same car, quietly pulled out a 9mm Beretta pistol. He hadn't brought a gun with him to Anwan City, but when he needed to go out, he saw this gun in the Anwan City Police Department's gun cabinet and immediately applied for it.
After identifying one of the kidnappers, Zhong Hailong, the image analysis team used software to pinpoint his location within a few hours. Through surveillance relay, Jiang Yuan located Zhong Hailong's hideout by dawn.
At this point, the key issue became the crucial bullet. Attempting to rescue the hostages through methods like shouting was neither in line with the local police's style of operation—and since it didn't fit the local police's style of operation, it also didn't fit the local kidnappers' style of operation.
The key to the problem can only be solved when the bullet hits the critical spot.
Even for Jiang Yuan, his greatest value now is his LV3 pistol shooting.
Of course, Mu Zhiyang and the others had different opinions, but under Jiang Yuan's insistence, they could only keep loading bullets into the gun and inserting ceramic plates into the bulletproof vest.
The public spaces in high-rise apartment buildings are too cramped, and shields obstruct the field of fire. The police operation this time is not simply a siege, but more importantly, a rescue operation. Therefore, an offensive and rapid offensive is the only option.
Of course, the real threat wasn't the car full of police officers, but rather the six snipers and their spotters in the other three cars.
Six snipers were positioned in six directions around Building 17, hoping to kill all three kidnappers simultaneously using infrared imaging and other methods, with two snipers each targeting one suspect.
This is certainly not easy, especially with concrete walls in place. The probability of killing them all at once is not high. In that case, the only ones who can ultimately help are the police who raid the area.
"30 seconds to go, get off the bus at the same time." Liu Zhuangshi timed it precisely.
Yuhu residential area is quite far from the city center of Anwan. It is the closest location to Anwan in the neighboring county, so the housing prices are cheap, attracting a group of migrant workers and local herders.
Therefore, the population in Yuhu Community is diverse and large, and Liu Zhuangshi could neither clear out such a large community.
He didn't know if the suspect was paying attention to the area downstairs; he didn't have the time to discern the details.
Liu Zhuangshi stared intently at the stopwatch, and the instant it reached zero, he uttered the command that everyone had been waiting for: "Let's go!"