After completing the security services of a group of important guests, Long Zhan's life was still as usual. On this day, a young man came to the familiar gym again, preparing to sweat. Long Zhan was wearing a straight suit and straight figure, just like a loyal shadow, silently following the young man. In the gym, the lights were bright, the fitness equipment was neatly arranged, and the smell of disinfectant and sweat was mixed in the air. People were exercising in their respective areas, shouting and the sound of equipment collisions were intertwined.
The young man stood in front of the sandbag, his eyes focused, and his punches were swinging heavily. Every hit was accompanied by a heavy and powerful exhalation. The sandbag was hit and shaking violently, making a dull sound. But not long after, his movements gradually slowed down. Looking around, everyone was busy in the huge gym, and no one could share his current state. He turned to look at Long Zhan, who was standing quietly beside him. Long Zhan looked around with his expressionless face and glanced at the surroundings with vigilant eyes. His calm temperament was incompatible with the vibrant fitness atmosphere around him. The young man thought to himself that this person would be bored all the time. So he shouted enthusiastically at Long Zhan: "Brother, how about coming to play against me in a game?" In his opinion, competing with this mysterious bodyguard can not only add to the fun of fitness, but also see a different skill.
"Oh, no need, sir." Long Zhan declined politely, his voice low and calm. He knew very well that his duty was to ensure the safety of the guests, not to practice martial arts with others in the gym. He did not want to cause unnecessary trouble because of a whim. He just wanted to complete the work steadily and spend every day smoothly.
However, when the young man saw Long Zhan rejecting him so simply, his competitive spirit was ignited instantly. He stopped his hand and wiped the beads of sweat from his face with a towel, and strode to Long Zhan. At this moment, the two stood together, forming a sharp contrast. The young man was wearing a simple sports vest, exuding youthful vitality and unruly all over his body; Long Zhan was wearing a suit and tie, and every detail revealed professionalism and rigor. "What? I'm afraid I'll beat you up so hard that I can't find you?" The young man said in a provocative tone, his tone full of dissatisfaction with Long Zhan's refusal.
Long Zhan looked at the young man's slightly thin figure, and this picture appeared in his mind: If he really did, with one punch, the other party would probably have bleeding from his nostrils and fall into the ground in a mess. But he quickly suppressed this idea, showed a gentle smile on his face, and replied slowly: "It's almost done, I'm not going to be ugly." He tried to resolve this possible conflict in this tactful way.
The young man shook the towel casually, his face full of impatientness. Seeing this, Long Zhan hurriedly changed the topic: "Sir, do you have a meeting tonight. Do you need security accompanying you? This is how the schedule is arranged." When the young man heard it, he became even more irritable and shouted: "The schedule is wrong, let the driver drive the car in front!" After that, he strode away without looking back. Long Zhan looked at his departure back, frowned slightly, his heart full of doubts, but he could only do it according to his request.
During the day, Long Zhan was still busy and was dealing with various security matters seriously. When night fell, the city was lit up by the bright lights, and he returned to the dormitory arranged by the company. Lying on the bed, Long Zhan's thoughts couldn't help but floated back to the group of guests received during the day. He always felt that these people behaved strangely, as if they were hiding some ulterior secrets. However, he recalled over and over again, but could not find any substantial evidence to confirm his guess.
After hesitating for a while, Long Zhan decided to call Madison. After dialing, he told Madison all the things he saw during the day, including the young man's strange behavior. After hearing this, Madison asked softly: "Do you think everyone is ill-intentioned?" Long Zhan smiled helplessly and replied: "Well, although it is a bit absolute that this guy is really wrong. I am sure he must be planning something." Madison then asked: "Then what do you think he is doing?" Then he reminded with concern: "You go there mainly to be security work, don't cause too much trouble for yourself, do you know?" She didn't want Long Zhan to be involved in unnecessary trouble because of unreasonable speculation. Long Zhan quickly responded: "I know, my dear, I know."
However, Madison still keenly noticed Long Zhan's strangeness and smiled and said, "You are worried now a bit like the old Dragon Gibran in the past." Long Zhan hurriedly explained, "No, no, no, you misunderstood. I just told you about the observed situation. There is no other meaning, don't worry about me." In fact, Long Zhan knew in his heart that his years of professional experience had cultivated a keen intuition, which constantly reminded him subconsciously that things were far from as simple as the surface.
Just as Long Zhan was talking to Madison, he accidentally caught a glimpse of a boy sneaking into the hotel in the surveillance video. The boy's walking posture and looking around instantly aroused Long Zhan's alertness. With his years of combat experience, he intuition was very suspicious. He immediately said to Madison: "Dear, I suddenly had some urgent matters. I have to deal with the schedule and hang up first." Although Madison felt that the timing of Long Zhan hanging up the phone was strange, he didn't ask much, so he had to say, "Okay, then wait until you have time to chat." Long Zhan tried to make his tone sound natural: "Okay, I wish you a smooth work today, I love you." Madison responded: "I love you too." Although he was full of doubts, a trace of sweetness surged in her heart when she heard Long Zhan's affectionate confession.
Long Zhan hung up the phone, quickly packed up his things, and prepared to follow the suspicious young man. He saw the fitness young man waiting for the car on the side of the road. It was already midnight, and it was really puzzling to go out at this time. But Long Zhan did not hesitate at all and immediately drove up. The streets at night were particularly quiet and there were few vehicles. Long Zhan carefully kept the distance between the car, and his possibilities were neither too close to the person being discovered, nor too far to follow the target. Every operation was extremely cautious. The car was moving slowly under the dim street lights. Long Zhan's eyes were staring at the vehicle the young man was riding in front of him, and his heartbeat also accelerated slightly with the tense atmosphere. He silently guessed the young man's destination and intention in his heart. Various possibilities kept flashing in his mind, but there was no definite answer.
The mysterious tracking of Kowloon
At the same time, at the other end of the earth, after obtaining key location information, Cochet and Chetri arrived in Hong Kong without stopping. Hong Kong, an international metropolis full of vitality and mystery, with tall buildings lined up, neon lights flashing, and the streets were filled with traffic, people coming and going, full of fireworks. After arriving, they first found a residence to settle down. After a short rest, they began to discuss the next action plan.
Kechuan said to StonBuch and Shakova with a serious expression and firm eyes: "The surveillance camera captured Natasha Peterrenko's traces. It seems that we have to go to the Charity Mountain Nightclub in Kowloon." Chetri immediately responded: "I can try to connect to the CCTV system and find out the situation inside first, so that you can be more confident when you go in." Kechuan nodded slightly and continued: "Find Peterrenko is the top priority. We must figure out why she appears there and who she is going to meet."
Nowen thought about it and made his own guess: "Do you think she is going to meet Pavel?" Ston Butch frowned and said in confusion: "It's a bit unreasonable to meet in a public place." Kechuan pondered for a moment and said: "No matter what, Pavel must be not far away." Shakova also expressed her opinion: "She sold the nuclear bomb, made 10 million, and then went straight to this place, so..." Kechuan snatched her words and said anxiously: "So we must be extra careful and must not alarm the snake. This task cannot be missed." Everyone understood the arduousness and danger of this task. Everyone's expression became solemn, and they dared not slacken at all.
After the discussion, Noven and Ston Butch changed into casual clothes and headed towards the Charity Mountain Nightclub in Kowloon. In the nightclub, the lights were dim and ambiguous, and the deafening music echoed in every corner. On the stage, several women wearing gorgeous cheongsams were dancing to the rhythm of the music, with graceful and retro charm. Noven and Ston Butch were carefully traveling among the crowd, their eyes were like torches, and they did not miss any suspicious points. They sometimes pretended to appreciate the performance, sometimes observed the people around them as if nothing had happened, and every subtle action was very cautious.
After a careful search, they found no signs of particular suspicion. However, Nowen keenly noticed that a van was parked outside the nightclub. Since they entered the nightclub, the car had been parked there, without moving at all, and the driver was missing. This abnormal situation made him suspicious. He quietly touched Tinston Butch and signaled the van with his eyes. The two exchanged meaningful eyes, and both understood in their hearts that this car might be one of the key clues to solve the mystery.
At this time, Chetri reported to them on the intercom: "Please note that there is a VIP area that has been booked for a mysterious customer." In order to complete the task better, Shakova carefully dressed up, put on a sexy sequin and navel-exposed suit, cleverly mixed into the crowd, pretending to stay leisurely. Her appearance immediately attracted a lot of people's attention, but she didn't care, and her eyes were always focused on observing every move around her, without missing any details. She shuttled through the crowd, seemingly talking to the people around her casually, but was actually drawing various possible useful information.
Chetri and Cochet were waiting outside in a car, ready to respond at any time. Chetri continued to report to everyone: "There is a problem with the CCTV signal on my side, which seems to be caused by internal interference. There is a tasting room downstairs, and the monitoring junction box is in the far corner." After hearing this, Ston Butch volunteered: "I'll go there to see the situation." After saying that, he walked towards the tasting room. His steps were steady and his expression was natural, and he tried not to attract the attention of others. On the way to the tasting room, he cleverly avoided several groups of patrol security guards, and with his excellent adaptability, he successfully arrived at the tasting room.
In the tasting room, the lights were soft and the air was filled with the aroma of wine. Ston Butch pretended to be an ordinary customer, walking around in it, looking for the surveillance junction box. Just as he was about to approach the target, a security guard suddenly stopped him. "Sir, you are not allowed to enter here casually." The security guard said expressionlessly. Ston Butch was shocked, but he quickly calmed down and said with a smile: "Sorry, I'm lost, let's leave now." After that, he turned around and prepared to leave. But at this moment, he glimpsed the location of the surveillance junction box from the corner of his eyes and secretly recorded it in his heart. He walked out of the tasting room quietly and reported to everyone through the walkie-talkie in a hidden corner.
Kechuan also got out of the car and looked around the nightclub carefully, not missing any corner where there might be clues. In the center of the banquet, there was a guest with a very similar outline to Ston Butch. He was bearded and laughing and playing with several women, having a lot of fun. But when he accidentally saw Ston Butch looking around there, a hint of alert flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel suspicious. He frowned slightly, stopped the movements in his hand, and began to pay close attention to Ston Butch's every move. Ston Butch had not noticed his strangeness at this time, and was still focused on finding clues related to the task.
Shakova also noticed this person. Her face changed slightly and immediately reported through the intercom: "I saw an acquaintance, Artem Orlov, who is a former Black Sea Marine." After saying that, she pretended to be nothing, approached quietly, and continued to closely observe Artem's every move, trying to find some useful clues from his behavior. She found Artem whispering to the nightclub staff from time to time, with a kind of vigilance and uneasiness in her eyes. She approached carefully, wanting to hear their conversation clearly, but due to the noisy surrounding environment, she could never obtain key information.
Chapter completed!