As Chen Mo exited the city police station, Qin Hao came to greet him.

"Brother Chen Mo, what about Qingyao? Is everything settled?"

Chen Mo nodded.

"It's all arranged. She's an entrepreneur, and she almost got kidnapped as soon as she arrived here. The police are taking this very seriously."

"Young Master Qin, I'm planning to check out the nearby jade market and try my hand at jade gambling. Qingyao said your family is in the jade business here, so you should have some connections, right? Could you show me the way?"

"Great!" Qin Hao clapped his hands, his face full of excitement. "You asked, so we have to make arrangements. Let's go, get in the car."

[Haha, this kid actually wants me to take him to gamble on jade? Isn't this giving me an opportunity?]

Chen Mo followed Qin Hao toward the car, scanning it with his X-ray vision as he went.

Qin Hao didn't have a gun on him, but the bodyguards in suits did have things on their waists: stun guns and extendable batons—the kind used by regular security personnel, but no guns.

No gun was found inside the car.

Once in the car, Qin Hao sat next to him and handed him a bottle of water.

"Chen Mo, I heard that you were the one who made Qingyao determined to get rid of those parasites at Shengheng?"

Chen Mo nodded.

"That's right. I'm good at appraising antiques. I found two rare treasures on Ningcheng Antique Street. Qingyao invited me to the museum, and that's when I discovered that 40% of the items there were fakes."

"But I didn't want to offend Zhao Mingyuan, so I told Qingyao in private. Who knew she would be so decisive?"

He looked at Qin Hao.

"I feel that her kidnapping here is definitely related to Zhao Mingyuan and his son Zhao Qiming."

Qin Hao was shocked, then a flash of wild joy appeared in his eyes.

[It really was him! Amazing! Many experts couldn't tell the difference between the fakes in that museum. If he goes back to help Gu Qingyao, our plan to gradually take over Sheng Heng will definitely fail.]

No, he can't go back; in fact, he must die.

Qin Hao's face showed an expression of admiration.

"Chen Mo... no, from now on I'll call you Master Chen! You're my idol! You're even more amazing than my grandfather! When we get back, I'll invite you to my grandfather's collection for appraisal!"

"Okay." Chen Mo nodded with a smile.

While chatting, Qin Hao took out his phone and sent a text message.

Chen Mo's X-ray vision allowed him to see the words on the screen.

"Target hooked, operation in Losha Village."

The recipient had no name or address, only a phone number.

Chen Mo wrote down the number.

He has a photographic memory; not a single number can escape his memory.

The car drove for more than half an hour.

Qin Hao talked about the jade business in the area the whole way.

"Master Chen, all of my company's goods have been moved into the public auction and registered. We can only start selling them tomorrow. Otherwise, I would take you to see them."

"Over the years, we have cracked down on smuggling here. Most of the jade in the border trade market comes from legitimate channels. Prices are very tight. In addition, there is a shortage of goods and the supply cannot meet the demand. Even a low-grade piece of jade is very expensive, and the chance of finding a bargain is very small."

Chen Mo nodded.

"However," Qin Hao changed the subject, "I do know of a place where there might be a great bargain."

"Oh? Where?"

"There's a village called Luosha. Some people there get their goods through smuggling and display them there. People in the know will go and try their luck. I heard that a batch of good materials just arrived there. Let's go together."

"OK."

"How about we call Qingyao?" Qin Hao laughed. "If we happen to find something good, we can have some fun together. Don't worry, look at my bodyguards, they're all professionals."

"Forget it," Chen Mo shook his head. "Safety first, we haven't caught Long Tai yet."

Qin Hao frowned, but quickly relaxed.

[Forget it, as long as we can kill this guy, that's enough. Gu Qingyao has no one else to rely on, so she's not a threat. We'll use this public auction to completely wipe out Sheng Heng's cash flow, and then slowly erode their strength.]

"Okay, I'll do as Master Chen says."

Luosha Village is located in the north, near the border.

The road is getting narrower and narrower, and the houses on both sides are getting shorter and shorter.

The "market" that Qin Hao mentioned was actually just a large courtyard with a metal gate and several pickup trucks parked in front.

"We've arrived." Qin Hao got out of the car and greeted Chen Mo warmly, "Master Chen, this way please."

Chen Mo followed him inside.

The courtyard was indeed a small-scale raw material trading fair.

The ground was covered with a striped cloth, on which were displayed woolen fabrics of all sizes, including black leather, yellow leather, and white salt sand.

But the atmosphere wasn't quite right.

The courtyard was deserted; there were no customers looking at the goods, not even any employees.

Chen Mo used his X-ray vision to scan the area.

In the row of bungalows behind the courtyard, there was a man hiding behind a door, holding a pistol in his hand.

The man wasn't particularly tall, but he was very muscular, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and bulging veins on his arms…

This is... a typical Muay Thai physique.

Agile, strong, and its entire body is a killing machine.

Chen Mo narrowed his eyes.

Not... just one person?

However, no one should be underestimated.

Deputy Director Yang had mentioned information about Longtai.

He is skilled in Muay Thai, served in the military in northern Myanmar for eight years, and is adept at reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, having killed many people.

If this person is Long Tai, it's very dangerous.

Although he possesses combat skills and special forces combat awareness, he is still made of flesh and blood.

If he runs now, he can escape, but his goal is to take down Longtai.

If he reacts now and Long Tai gives chase, he might not be able to dodge the gunshot at close range.

After all, Long Tai had been a soldier, so his marksmanship must be excellent.

Although there is three-dimensional space, if the speed of thought is slower than a bullet, it cannot be stored, and then it's all over.

It would be better to go in first and then launch a counterattack when they think they have victory in their grasp.

"Master Chen, we're quite early, the market hasn't opened yet." Qin Hao patted him on the shoulder. "Come on, I'll take you to find the boss."

The two walked toward the row of bungalows.

The bodyguards behind him followed, but Qin Hao stopped them.

"You guys wait outside, don't scare the boss."

The bodyguards stopped at the door.

Chen Mo followed Qin Hao into the middle room.

As soon as I went in, something cold pressed against the back of my head.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot you."

The voice was deep and had a fierce quality to it.

Chen Mo raised his hands, feigning a look of terror.

Qin Hao stood to the side, his earlier enthusiasm gone, replaced by a cold smile.

"Brother Tai, the person has been brought."

Long Tai walked around from behind Chen Mo to the front.

He wasn't very tall, just over 1.7 meters, but his muscular physique made his black T-shirt bulge.

He had scars on his neck and forearms, and his eyes looked like those of a venomous snake.

He pressed the muzzle of the gun against Chen Mo's forehead, tilting his head to examine him.

"You little brat? You caused me to lose so many brothers?"

Long Tai poked his forehead with the muzzle of his gun.

"I've been in northern Myanmar for eight years, and I've never lost so many men. You fucking wiped out all my men overnight."

He took a step back, but the gun was still pointed at Chen Mo.

"I was living a comfortable life here, with plenty of food, drink, and money to earn."

"You fucking bastard, you ruined my business, got all my men locked up, and now I'm a stray dog, forced to hide and run."

His eyes went from sinister to almost manic excitement.

"However, catching you and getting your money is enough for me to live a good life in northern Myanmar."

Chen Mo continued to feign shock and anger.

"You're Long Tai? You're all in cahoots, Qin Hao! You're the mastermind behind Qingyao's death!"

Qin Hao smiled.

"Chen Mo, you can only blame yourself for helping Gu Qingyao and ruining my plans."

He took two steps back, leaned against the wall, and crossed his arms.

"My original plan was just to make some money, gradually take over Sheng Heng, and eventually get Gu Qingyao into bed."

"You've done just that, you've taken down Zhao Qiming with one move. All the money I invested in Shengheng Culture has gone down the drain, and I might even lose everything and go to jail."

His smile faded, and his eyes turned cold.

"Tens of millions, do you even know what tens of millions is? I'm not letting you leave here alive."

He turned to look outside the door.

"Brothers, help Tai tie him up."

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