Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

Lei Hu stood in the cool morning air and suddenly waved his large hand.

"Take them all."

He turned around and gave the order to clear the area to the criminal police team behind him.

The criminal police officers, who had been waiting in ambush, quickly stepped forward.

They walked in pairs, their steps synchronized, toward the women lying haphazardly on the bluestone slabs.

The scene was filled with a strong, sour smell from alcohol fermentation.

Those powerful figures who once held sway over the provinces of the East were now all dead drunk.

They had been tied up tightly with strong nylon rope by Old Wang, and now they couldn't even turn over.

The hats bent down and placed them on the left and right arms of the pink-haired girls.

Because the intoxicated people were so heavy, the police officers had to use a lot of effort to drag them off the ground.

Old Wang remained slumped on the edge.

After he uttered that lament about the murky waters of the Chinese entertainment industry, he seemed like a puppet that had lost its soul.

Two tall criminal police officers walked up to him and swiftly grabbed his arms, which were tied behind his back.

They lifted him up from the ground.

Old Wang made no move to resist; his legs dragged limply on the ground, the soles of his shoes making a rustling sound as they rubbed against the rough stone slabs.

He was dragged along like this, step by step, toward the escort vehicle parked outside the square.

The entire arrest process went exceptionally smoothly.

Watching the police officers carry away these heinous drug kingpins one by one, Lei Hu withdrew his gaze.

He strode forward and walked straight up to Li Mo'an.

Lei Hu stopped and looked the young man in front of him up and down, who was wearing an ordinary casual jacket.

The soft morning light shone on Li Mo'an's clean face.

"Brother."

Lei Hu leaned forward slightly, his tone full of inquiry, "How exactly did you do that?"

He pointed to the surrounding estate, which had once belonged to a powerful warlord.

"How did you manage to get him to do whatever he wanted with all these big-time female fans, getting them all drunk, on this Chachai turf?"

When Lei Hu asked this question, the scene of their commando team arriving involuntarily replayed in his mind.

According to the original battle plan.

Their joint task force, comprised of Interpol and Tokyo University police, had prepared for the worst as they approached the manor.

They anticipated strong resistance from the armed forces surrounding the warlords.

They have even already assigned fire suppression teams and assault demolition teams.

but.

When they actually reached the outer defenses of the manor.

The scene that unfolded before their eyes took all the combat personnel by surprise.

original.

Those warlords' subordinates who should have been holding automatic rifles and ready for battle.

They were all lying haphazardly behind the bunkers and in the bushes.

Countless empty wine bottles were scattered around.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol.

It was precisely because the outer defenses were completely paralyzed.

That's how Lei Hu and his team were able to advance unimpeded and arrive directly at this core open-air plaza without firing a single shot.

"And those warlords' henchmen outside."

Lei Hu looked into Li Mo'an's eyes and continued to press, "Why are they all drunk too?"

Faced with Lei Hu's face full of doubt.

Li Mo'an stood there, his hands casually in his pockets.

His face remained as calm and unwavering as ever.

Upon hearing the question, he even tilted his head slightly, as if trying to recall if he had missed any important information.

Didn't I tell you?

After thinking for a moment, he blinked.

"I've subdued Chatchai too."

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These words were spoken extremely lightly, without any intonation.

It was as if he were simply stating that he had eaten a jianbing guozi (Chinese crepe) that morning.

however.

These words floated down into Lei Hu's ears.

But it was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, exploding directly in Lei Hu's mind.

Lei Hu froze on the spot.

He was completely dumbfounded.

Those once sharp eyes were now wide open, staring intently at Li Mo'an.

He opened his mouth, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down with difficulty.

But he found that his vocal cords seemed to be completely paralyzed, and he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Lei Hu felt that all the police knowledge he had accumulated in the first half of his life had been completely crushed into powder at this moment.

He had previously conducted countless mental simulations.

He thought that the other party was already incredibly impressive for taking down those hundreds of big fan leaders.

This is already a tremendous achievement that is enough to shock the entire international anti-drug community.

But now.

The reality before him, however, brutally challenged the limits of his understanding.

The other party didn't just arrest the fan leader.

Even Chachai, the local tyrant of Sanbianpo who controlled his own army, was involved.

They've all been taken!

This has completely gone beyond the scope of a police undercover operation or drug bust.

This is practically a silent, localized war!

A good ten seconds or so passed.

Lei Hu's stagnant brain finally started functioning again.

The astonishment and confusion on his face vanished instantly, and his expression changed drastically.

As a senior civil servant who has been in charge of the overall situation for many years.

His keen strategic vision instantly penetrated this seemingly simple arrest case, capturing the profound significance hidden behind it.

Lei Hu's breathing became rapid.

He realized that this was a huge opportunity.

Before leading the team across the border to this place, he had no idea that Li Mo'an had done what Chachai had done.

He thought his task tonight was simply to receive those Eastern fan leaders.

And now.

Chacchai was taken down.

The biggest warlord who dominated Sanbianpo and controlled all the raw materials for drugs across the mountains has fallen.

In this land rife with crime and exorbitant profits, a massive power vacuum immediately emerged.

Tonight's operation was swift and covert.

The various factions are currently unaware of the warlord's downfall.

Other armed factions that were eyeing this land were kept in the dark.

This is the most valuable time difference.

Lei Hu's mind was racing with a jumble of thoughts.

Now that they have this time difference, they can use their resources to quickly support a warlord who is friendly to their Dongda University.

Let this obedient force quickly establish itself here and take over the territory left by Chatchai.

If this strategic concept can be successfully implemented.

In this way, they can build a solid defense line from the source.

It can directly control the production and distribution of products.

Completely cut off the channels through which those drugs flow towards their Dongda University.

This is far more profitable than arresting a hundred or even a thousand drug traffickers.

This is the true solution that solves the problem once and for all.

I've figured out this key point.

Lei Hu did not delay at all.

He knew that this strategic-level action had to be reported to the decision-making level immediately.

He turned around and quickly walked to a relatively quiet spot at the edge of the square.

He pulled out a communication device from the pocket of his tactical vest.

He quickly dialed a dedicated line connecting him to high-level officials in China.

After the call is connected.

Next.

Commander Lei spoke very quickly, revealing the entire astonishing victory.

He gave a detailed report on the arrest of over a hundred fan leaders.

It also emphasized the downfall of Chachai and the resulting power vacuum and strategic opportunities.

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On the other end of the phone.

After listening to this report, the bigwigs in China...

They were completely stunned.

The atmosphere in the high-level conference room had been very oppressive until now.

These high-ranking officials were deeply worried because Li Mo'an was in a lawless area and might be in danger.

After all, Li Mo'an's identity is special.

He is the last surviving member of the loyal Li family in this world.

If something happens to Li Mo'an in this incident.

Those of us who are still alive have truly let the Li family down.

They have even prepared for the worst and are ready to launch a cross-border rescue operation at all costs.

But now.

Listening to the detailed battle report coming from the phone.

They only found out then.

Li Mo'an was discharged from the military region for certain special reasons.

The last remaining son of the Li family turned to the entertainment industry and filmed slow-paced variety shows.

They quietly accomplished something that could change the landscape of the border for decades.

This stark contrast left these seasoned high-level leaders momentarily stunned.

After a brief moment of surprise.

That was a swift and decisive decision.

They also quickly convened emergency meetings.

The conference room door was tightly closed.

One after another, top-level instructions began to be transmitted downwards.

The massive official machinery quickly sprang into action.

They began to mobilize various hidden forces that had been lying in wait on the other side of Sanbianpo.

Various intelligence personnel and liaison officers began to take action.

They contacted those warlords who were friendly with them.

Then, things changed.