Tehran Grocery Store: My Intelligence is Priced Clearly

The call was connected very quickly.

"I am Aiharid!"

"Immediately connect me to President Halez's security chief!"

A few seconds later, a deep male voice rang out.

"I am Qasim, the captain of the Special Guard of the Ministry of the Interior."

"General Al-Akhalid, what brings you here?"

"Qasim! Listen up!"

Al-Ahli speaks very fast.

"Immediately evacuate everyone from the commendation ceremony site!"

"There are high explosives in the ventilation ducts beneath the podium! Mossad assassins have been disguised as your security personnel!"

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone.

Then, Qasim's voice turned cold.

"General, are you kidding me?"

"The venue has been completely closed and under lockdown since last night."

"All ventilation ducts, sewers, and even trash cans were inspected by bomb-sniffing dogs twice."

"As for the security personnel..."

"They're all Ministry of the Interior security personnel, so how could they be disguised?"

"You're asking me to evacuate the venue just because you made a phone call?"

"Are you aware of how many media outlets were present at the awards ceremony this afternoon?"

"If this triggers panic, who will bear the responsibility?"

Aiharid suppressed his anger.

"Qasim! I don't have time to argue with you!"

"This information is highly likely to be true!"

"If anything were to happen to Chairman Hallezi, you would be even more unable to bear the responsibility!"

"I'm sorry, General."

Qasim's tone was extremely harsh.

"I work for the Ministry of the Interior."

"You don't have the authority to give me direct orders."

"If you insist that there is a bomb in the meeting room, please produce the order from the Supreme Command."

Otherwise, I'm sorry.

"I refuse to comply."

"Beep, beep, beep."

The call was disconnected.

"asshole!"

Aiharid slammed his phone to the ground.

"That idiot! He's risking President Hallezi's life!"

Ahrid turned to look at the guards outside the door.

"Notify the rapid reaction force!"

"Have them assemble a company and come with me to the venue!"

"Even if I have to hold a gun to Qasim's head, I'll clear this place out!"

"etc."

Zhang Jian stood in front of the door and called out to Aiharid, who was about to rush out.

Aiharid stopped in his tracks, his face filled with anxiety.

"Zhang, there's no time!"

"It will take at least forty minutes to get to the venue from here!"

"If that idiot Qasim doesn't cooperate, we won't have any time to detonate the bomb!"

"If you force your way in now, you'll only make things worse."

Zhang Jian leaned against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest.

"General, have you thought about this?"

"The fact that the assassin was able to bring high explosives into the completely enclosed venue and disguise himself as security personnel, what does that prove?"

Aiharid paused for a moment, then his eyes widened instantly.

"A mole?"

"And the level is definitely not low."

Zhang Jian stood up and walked up to Aiharid.

"Qasim said his men underwent rigorous vetting, so how did the assassin infiltrate?"

"How did the bomb avoid the bomb-sniffing dogs?"

"You just revealed all your cards on the phone."

"If there's a mole among Qasim's men, or if Qasim himself is the mole..."

"What do you think they'll do after they overhear your phone call?"

A cold sweat broke out on Aiharid's back.

"Detonate ahead of schedule!"

"That's right."

Zhang Jian glanced at his watch.

"The original plan was 3 p.m.

"But now..."

"They could press the remote control at any time."

Aiharid panicked completely.

"Zhang, you must have a way, right?"

Aiharid grabbed Zhang Jian's arm.

"You even know the exact location of the bomb, you must know who the killer is!"

Zhang Jian shrugged.

"To say something I shouldn't have."

"General, this is a matter for the Ministry of the Interior, it doesn't seem to concern you much."

"But every time something goes wrong, I'm the one who gets scolded!"

"Zhang, you should know what our intelligence agency is like."

"If I could really rely on you, I wouldn't need to come to you."

"Don't worry, you won't be shortchanged."

This is exactly what Zhang Jian was waiting for.

He casually took out his phone, walked to the side, and pretended to dial a number.

"System, investigate who the mole is in the meeting room, and how the bomb was detonated?"

[Ding! The target involves top-secret information. Intelligence retrieval will incur a deduction of $200,000. Confirm?]

"confirm."

[Ding! $200,000 deducted, intelligence being generated...]

[The mole's identity: Deputy Captain of the Special Guard Unit of the Ministry of the Interior, codename "Goat," real name Basska.]

[Bomb detonation method: C4 plastic explosive, equipped with a dual detonation device consisting of a timer and radio remote control.]

The remote control, disguised as a car key, is currently in Basca's pocket.

[Unexpected situation: Qasim inquires again about Basska's security arrangements and orders him to re-inspect the ventilation ducts beneath the podium.]

[Basca, suspecting the plan might be exposed, is preparing to go to the meeting place to personally oversee it, and will detonate it ahead of schedule once both key personnel arrive.]

The time has been moved up.

Zhang Jian's expression changed slightly.

He quickly walked back to Aiharid's side.

"General, immediately have all communication signals within a three-kilometer radius of the meeting venue cut off!"

"Block everything, whether it's cell phones, walkie-talkies, or radios!"

"quick!"

Aiharid was taken aback by Zhang Jian's solemn expression.

Without even thinking, he yelled at the communications officer.

"Do as he says! Immediately send people to activate full-band electronic jamming near the venue!"

"General, this kind of thing needs to be reported and applied for in advance!"

The staff officer was sweating profusely.

"I'm giving you orders!"

Aiharid drew his pistol and cocked it with a click.

"I'll take responsibility if anything goes wrong!"

"yes!"

The staff officer turned and rushed out of the house.

A few minutes later.

"General, jamming has been activated! All radio signals around the meeting venue have been cut off!"

Zhang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

With the signal cut off, the remote detonation device became useless.

At least it cannot be detonated remotely.

However, the timing device is still there.

"General, you may depart now."

Zhang Jian urged.

"I'll send the intelligence to your phone in a bit."

"Let's go to the venue."

Aiharid and his men escorted "Falcon" away.

The convoy at the entrance roared to life and sped off.

"Let's go too."

Watching Aiharid and his men speed away, Zhang Jian quickly led everyone out through the back door.

On the way back.

Zhang Jian compiled the information into a short message and sent it to Aiharid.

Farhad asked as he drove.

"Boss, you just ordered the signal to be cut off because the bomb was remotely controlled?"

"right."

Zhang Jian looked at the road conditions ahead.

"It has a remote control and a timer."

"The remote control is now blocked, but the timer is still running."

"Who is the mole?"

Farhad asked curiously.

"Special Guard Vice-Captain, Basca."