Chapter 232: A Feint Shot
As night fell, the temperature dropped to minus ten degrees. Just staying outside for a while, An Rusong felt as if ice shards were about to fall off his eyebrows.
Incheon Jung-gu, Gangdong 7-ga.
The Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle drove slowly on the spacious street. On the other side of the road, a fleet of more than a dozen container trucks was leaving the port area.
In the business car, An Rusong leaned against the back of the seat and closed his eyes, not knowing whether he really fell asleep or was just pretending to be resting.
The port hole in Incheon Jung-gu is actually where the cargo terminal of Incheon Port is located. When An Rusong set off from Seoul more than an hour ago, he got in touch with Zhao Jingsheng. The other party told him that the meeting point was the cargo terminal of Incheon Port. , as for the specific location, they said they would contact him after he arrived.
The commercial vehicle slowed down slowly. The guardrail of the port could be seen directly in front of the car. Seeing that it would be blocked by the isolation pole of the port passage if it continued to move forward, Luo Minzhi, who was in charge of driving, slowed down. He whispered: "President, we are here."
An Rusong actually slept in a daze. After all, the straight-line distance from Seoul to Incheon Port is 40 kilometers. Drive here. If so, it would take more than an hour anyway.
But after all, he had something on his mind, so he didn't sleep deeply. Now Luo Minzhi spoke, which naturally woke him up.
He opened his eyes, first subconsciously glanced out the car window, and after confirming his current location, he raised his arm and looked at the watch on his wrist.
It was already 8:40 at night. If Zhao Jingsheng's news was correct, Liu Taihe had to rush to the port area. After all, the time he set to board the ship was nine o'clock in the evening.
Took out his cell phone from his pocket, found Zhao Jingsheng's cell phone number, and dialed it directly.
The phone rang four times, and someone on the other side answered the call. Zhao Jingsheng's voice came from inside: "Are you here?"
"Are you here, Gangdong 7th Street, right at the port The freight channel exit of the dock is here," An Rusong glanced out the car window again and said.
“Something seems to be wrong,” Zhao Jingsheng said on the phone. “First come to No. 89 on 7th Street, which is not far from your current location. You can turn around and walk more than two hundred meters to get there.”< br>
After hearing this, An Rusong didn't ask him what was wrong. He patted the back of the driver's seat and said to Luo Minzhi: "Turn around and go to No. 89 at the back."
Luo Minzhi also said nothing. , turned the steering wheel on the spot, turned the car directly on the road, and started to drive back.
The No. 89 Zhao Jingsheng was talking about was a two-story building on the street. There was a neon sign on the roof - "Ruijin Trading". It was probably a small trading company.
The roadside parking space in front of the building was already full of cars. Luo Minzhi drove forward another hundred or ten meters before finding an empty parking space.
He parked the car into the parking space, then got out of the car and opened the door for An Rusong. Then, the two of them walked back along the sidewalk and went straight to the small second floor of No. 89.
The temperature was over ten degrees below zero, and it was Incheon again. The feeling of walking on the streets at night was simply indescribable. An Rusong only felt that there were several small knives stabbing and slicing his face. , not to mention how sour and refreshing it is.
Fortunately, they were only a hundred steps away, and they arrived at the door of the two-story building. Just when Luo Minzhi was about to step forward and push open the door, there was something inside the dark door. The lights suddenly turned on, and then, a group of people walked toward the door from inside, each one walking very quickly.
The person walking at the front of these people was the old guy Shen Tai'an, and the person following him was Zhao Jingsheng.
Seeing these people walking out, An Rusong and Luo Minzhi gave up their seats at the door.
After a while, a young man pushed the door open first, and then, Shen Tai'an with a serious expression walked out first. When he saw An Rusong, a smile appeared on his originally serious face, and he took the lead in saying hello: "Rusong, you are here."
An Rusong nodded, glanced around Zhao Jingsheng's face, and then returned to Shen Tai'an's face, asking: "How is the situation, Uncle Tai'an?"
Shen Tai'an made a The gesture of talking while walking, and then taking steps Walking towards the sidewalk, he said: "We may have been tricked by that guy, he didn't come to Incheon at all."
An Rusong frowned, but interrupted the other party. , but listened to him continue talking.
Because he failed to catch Liu Taihe, Shen Tai'an was in a very bad mood at this time, and he was on the verge of rage. If it were in the past, An Rusong would only choose to leave this old thing Stay far away, so as not to suffer the disaster of fish in the pond.
But now, to be honest, he no longer has any fear of Shen Tai'an. Obviously, the other party does not dare to simply regard him as an inconspicuous little guy like he did in the past. , Therefore, even if he is in a bad mood now, Shen Tai'an has to explain the specific situation to An Rusong.
"The boat he booked here was probably just a bait to attract those who were paying attention to him, while he himself escaped through other means." As he spoke, Shen Tai'an had already arrived On the side of the road, the boys he brought with him were already scattering to a car on the side of the road. After listening to his words, An Rusong also felt a headache. He asked again: "What did the person responsible for keeping an eye on him say? Didn't he find his whereabouts?"
< br>"He was thrown away," Shen Tai'an frowned tightly, and he said a little irritably, "Our people caught his bodyguard , I have been interrogated before, and nothing was asked."
An Rusong gave him a sympathetic look. If nothing else, Councilor Kong must be very concerned about Liu Taihe's whereabouts. After all, this guy. He has a lot of money in his hand. If this guy is not caught, where will he find the whereabouts of the money? Now, despite all the layers of defense, Liu Taihe was still allowed to escape. One can imagine how much pressure Shen Tai'an was under.
However, An Rusong would not sympathize with this old guy. If he didn't want to see Liu Taihe die, he now hoped that the guy could escape without a trace.
"Then what should we do now?" Seeing Shen Tai'an trying to get in the car, An Rusong asked again.
"Back to Seoul," Shen Tai'an said casually, "It is impossible for such a big living person to disappear so silently. As long as you look carefully, you can always find his whereabouts."
Watching the other party close the car door directly, An Rusong shrugged, turned his head and glanced at Luo Minzhi beside him, and motioned to the other party to drive the car over.
Zhao Jingsheng got into the next car. Before he got in, he glanced at An Rusong and gave him a wink.
Perhaps because they have been together for a long time, An Rusong has a tacit understanding with the other party. He understands that the other party is telling him that Liu Taihe really has not come over, not that Shen Tai'an is playing some tricks. .
The convoy quickly started moving, and just as the last car completed its U-turn on the road, Luo Minzhi also drove over.
"Let's go, follow them," An Rusong got into the car, pointed to the convoy in front and said.
"Okay, President," Luo Minzhi responded, stepped on the accelerator, and chased the convoy in front.
The convoy was speeding towards Seoul, and they had been walking for five or six minutes at most. An Rusong was closing his eyes and concentrating when the cell phone in his pants pocket suddenly started to beep. .
He opened his eyes, took his phone out of his pocket, and looked at the screen. It showed an unfamiliar number, and it looked like a landline number. He had never seen it before.
After hesitating for a moment, An Rusong pressed the answer button.
"Fleetcoat freighter will depart from Gwangyang Port to Hakata Port in Japan at 11:25 tonight." The phone was silent for a few seconds, and then a hoarse and unpleasant voice said, "You want The found person is on this ship."
After saying that, the phone was hung up without An Rusong even having time to say a word.
Frowning and glancing at the phone, An Rusong knew very well that if nothing else happened, the person opposite should be using a public phone and using some kind of voice changer, and what he said That person must be Liu Taihe.
After a slight hesitation, An Rusong finally called Shen Tai'an and told him the news.
As his call came through, the motorcade quickly stopped on the road. An Rusong didn't get out of the car. He just sat in his seat and waited quietly.
After about half a minute, Shen Tai'an and Zhao Jingsheng came to his car. The latter went to the passenger seat, while the former got into the back seat and sat next to An Rusong.
"What's the other party's phone number?" Shen Tai'an asked impatiently as soon as he got in the car.
An Rusong glanced at him and found that the mobile phone in his hand was in call mode and even turned on. If nothing else happened, the person on the other side of the phone was probably Lin Zhengchu. That guy was Someone who specializes in doing dirty work for Councilor Kong. Things like today would naturally be left to him to control.
An Rusong didn't say anything. He took out his cell phone and showed the call history to the other party.
Shen Tai'an said the landline number in the call record, and then he heard Lin Zhengchu's voice from his mobile phone: "The other party must be using a public phone, and it is unlikely to trace it."
These days, Seoul has surveillance The number is very limited, and since the other party uses a voice changer, he must have counter-reconnaissance common sense. Therefore, when he calls again, he will definitely be able to avoid the surveillance range. Therefore, if you want to find the caller, , is indeed a very difficult thing.
"Now, don't think about who made the call," Lin Zhengchu said immediately, "finding Liu Taihe is the first priority. You guys rush to Gwangyang Port immediately, I will contact you there Let’s see if we can find the person first.”
(End of this chapter)