12dz Chapter 508 Risking Yourself
Chapter 508 Risking Yourself
Long Can never lowered his guard against Qi Tongwei. Deep down in his heart, Qi Tongwei was like a time bomb that might explode at any time.
Every time he looked at Qi Tongwei, it was as if he was trying to see through his disguise and find out the real purpose behind him.
He was unwilling to see all his efforts over the years go to waste.
Looking back on these years, he carefully ran his own evil empire in dark corners.
Every transaction, every kidnapping, every life he destroyed, is like a brick and stone that builds up his blood-stained wealth.
The countless days and nights of planning, the thrilling moments of fighting wits and courage with the police, and the exhaustion of maneuvering between various forces are not something that can be easily let go.
And this time everything happened too suddenly.
The police crackdown resulted in almost half of his savings over the years being seized. For him, this was not just a financial loss, but also a negation of his many years of business.
At this moment, he was like a desperado, his heart filled with a determination to fight to the death.
He knew very well that he no longer had many ways out. If he could not accumulate wealth again, he would face the fate of being swallowed up by other forces or being completely wiped out by the police.
He had the same idea as Qi Tongwei, wanting to make one final move and bring it to a perfect conclusion.
In his imagination, this last deal must be earth-shattering.
He must make a big move. Only in this way can he make up for his previous losses and regain his position in this dark world.
In order to achieve this goal, he would rather lower the price and get more business.
He felt that if he succeeded this time, he could run away with enough money to a place where the police would never find him and live a free and easy life.
His mind kept replaying the luxurious life he once had, the enjoyment he had bought with countless sins.
He missed the feeling of spending money lavishly, missed the fawning subordinates, and missed his prestige in that dark circle. He knew that all this depended on this last deal.
So, he secretly swore in his heart that no matter what difficulties he encountered, he would make this last deal, even if it cost a huge price.
He paced back and forth in a dim room as he thought about it.
The room was filled with a pungent smell of cigarettes, which was left by his chain-smoking.
He took out the small notebook where he recorded his customer information. The paper was a little yellowed, and it was densely covered with various contact information and some special marks. These were the regular customers he had accumulated over the years.
He took a deep breath, picked up a phone card, and started dialing the first number on the book.
When the call was connected, he tried to make his voice sound calm and professional:
"Hello, do you remember me? We talked about organ transplantation before."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then a weak voice came: "Oh, it's you. But it's too late. My son has passed away because he missed the best time for treatment."
Long Can's heart sank suddenly. He knew what this meant. If the other party chose to report him out of anger or despair, he would be in even greater trouble.
He didn't dare to continue the topic, so after hanging up the phone in a hurry, he immediately changed his phone to contact the next person.
In this way, he made calls one after another. Every call was like a gamble. He didn't know what the response would be on the other end of the phone.
He changed more than thirty phone cards, and each time he inserted and removed a card, he took a nervous breath.
Finally, by lowering the price, he found more than a dozen people who needed organ transplants.
In the process of contacting these people, he would ask in detail about the type of organ they needed.
When he hears the other party say it is a kidney, he will quote a fluctuating amount based on factors such as the other party's physical condition, urgency, and financial strength.
If it is a liver transplant, the amount will be different.
On the other side, Qi Tongwei had already made preparations.
When Long Can gave him the so-called safe mobile phone, Qi Tongwei took advantage of the moment when Long Can turned around and installed an eavesdropping device on the phone at an extremely fast speed.
This eavesdropping equipment is a high-tech product specially made by the Wolf Warrior Squadron. Its installation process is very covert and leaves almost no trace.
Qi Tongwei operated the phone skillfully, his fingers moving quickly on it.
After the installation was complete, he made some settings for the eavesdropping program.
This program is very powerful. No matter how many phone cards Long Can changes, as long as this phone is with Long Can, Qi Tongwei can perform both external and internal eavesdropping at the same time.
External eavesdropping can capture the sounds of Long Can's surrounding environment, such as his conversations with other people, surrounding environmental noise, etc.
Internal eavesdropping could clearly hear the content of Long Can's mobile phone conversation, as if Qi Tongwei was right next to Long Can.
After Qi Tongwei did all this, he secretly thanked himself for his foresight.
He knew that through this eavesdropping equipment, he could track Long Can's every move and provide more clues to the police, thus completely destroying this evil organ trafficking gang.
Qi Tongwei sat in a hidden monitoring room, with headphones tightly plugged into his ears and his eyes fixed on the monitoring screen in front of him.
The screen showed Long Can's approximate location. He concentrated on monitoring Long Can's movements, not missing any useful information.
When Long Can contacted Qi Tongwei, Qi Tongwei was giving final instructions to a group of special "subordinates".
Qi Tongwei looked at Long Can's caller ID on his phone, a subtle smile curled up his lips, and then he answered the call. Long Can's voice came from the receiver, with a hint of urgency: "Aqi, how's the progress on your end?"
Qi Tongwei replied calmly, "Brother Long, don't worry. I had someone trick a few young men from the village over here. They look very strong."
As he spoke, he looked at the several tall and straight soldiers standing beside him.
These soldiers were carefully selected by Qi Tongwei. They came from elite military units and each of them had outstanding physical fitness.
Before this, Qi Tongwei gave them some special "training".
Qi Tongwei knew that disguise was crucial to successfully infiltrating this criminal gang, so he personally demonstrated how these tough guys, who usually fought on the battlefield, could act like victims of trafficking.
From the fear in the eyes to the trembling of the body, from the cowardly words to the obedience to the "human traffickers", every detail has been practiced repeatedly.
These soldiers lived up to expectations. After simple training from Qi Tongwei, their acting skills were simply superb.
Afterwards, Long Can told Qi Tongwei an address and asked Qi Tongwei to send these people there for blood tests and archiving.
After Qi Tongwei hung up the phone, he turned to face the soldiers.
"If you want to act, you have to act the whole way. Are you ready?"
Several soldiers answered in unison: "We are soldiers from the Xia Kingdom and have been prepared for this. We will stop at nothing to destroy this criminal gang."
Qi Tongwei nodded with satisfaction and took them into the car.
The car slowly drove towards the address Long Can mentioned. Along the way, Qi Tongwei was silently thinking about the situations he might encounter.
Finally, the car stopped in front of a simple little clinic.
Qi Tongwei got out of the car and looked at the small clinic in front of him, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
This small clinic can really be described as bare and empty. The dilapidated walls look like they can be blown down by a gust of wind. There are also a few tiles missing from the roof. The sunlight shines through the gaps, creating mottled light and shadows.
Walking into the clinic, there was only a rickety-looking bed and two shelves filled with medicine.
There were only a few medicine bottles, and they were covered in dust, looking like no one had touched them for a long time.
Qi Tongwei hesitated for a moment in front of the door, his brows slightly furrowed, his eyes full of suspicion. "Are you sure it's here?"
He really couldn't imagine that such a dilapidated-looking place was actually where Long Can arranged for blood to be drawn and stored.
He looked around vigilantly, secretly raising his guard in his heart, then turned back to look at the soldiers in the car, signaling them to be prepared for emergencies.
Suddenly, the door creaked open and a middle-aged doctor with glasses on his nose appeared at the door.
The lenses of his glasses were a bit thick, and looking through them, his eyes looked a bit small and dull.
He raised his head slightly and looked at Qi Tongwei over his glasses. There was a scrutiny in his eyes, as if he was evaluating whether Qi Tongwei met a certain standard in his mind.
Then, he said slowly, "Aqi, right?"
Qi Tongwei nodded, his eyes also looking at the doctor.
The doctor looked ordinary, wearing a faded white coat with some unknown stains on it, and his hair was a little messy, as if he had just come out of a busy day.
The doctor calmly glanced at the people behind him, his eyes as if he was looking at a group of lambs to be slaughtered, without the slightest ripple.
He stepped aside to make room for the door and said calmly, "Come in, let's do a blood test first."
His voice was flat, as if he was mechanically carrying out a daily task.
Several soldiers immediately began to perform according to the previously rehearsed scenes, and they acted like young and inexperienced people.
One of the tall soldiers stepped forward, his eyes filled with anxiety and confusion, and asked, "When will the results of today's blood test be available? Can I go straight into the factory?"
Another soldier then spoke up, scratching his head with a hint of worry on his face:
"What are these tests for? Fatty liver disease is hereditary in my family. Can you check if I have it?"