"This is the recent monitoring record of the Qiaokou warehouse, as well as the traces of Ye Ruoyuan's movements."

Wang Nanxing introduced the situation.

Before Meng Shaoyuan could say anything, the phone rang.

He picked up the phone and listened for a while: "How could this happen? Got it, I'll be right back."

"What's wrong?"

Wang Nanxing asked quickly.

"Something happened at the Qiaokou warehouse."

…

Three hours ago.

The team responsible for monitoring this place today is the team led by squad leader Bao Jiaen.

Since the last time two thousand kilograms of sugar was stolen, nothing has happened here at the Qiaokou Warehouse.

But the orders these military agents received were:

Keep an eye on this place so that nothing like this happens again.

When it was almost noon, two people came out of the Qiaokou Warehouse and went to eat at the restaurant opposite the warehouse.

After ordering, one person complained: "What the hell, why do you have to load sugar again this afternoon? Isn't there no loading task today?"

"Yes, I also find it strange that sugar is being loaded for no apparent reason."

"I don't know which muscle is wrong. Eat, eat."

…

Their conversation was clearly heard by Bao Jiaen.

A sudden loading task?

Could it be related to the last sugar theft case?

He remained calm.

After the two of them finished eating, he immediately walked out of the restaurant and called his team members together:

"Keep an eye on me, something might happen today."

…

At around one o'clock in the afternoon, several trucks drove into the Qiaokou warehouse.

A man wearing a leather jacket jumped out of the first truck before entering the warehouse. Instead of following the convoy, he stood in front of the big iron door of the warehouse, lighting a cigarette, and his eyes flashed from time to time.

Shooting left and right.

After a while, another man in a Chinese tunic suit walked out of the warehouse, approached the leather jacket, and seemed to ask him to lend a hand.

While returning the lighter to the leather jacket, the Mao suit also handed a note to the leather jacket.

The leather jacket was immediately put into his pocket.

Immediately, the Chinese tunic suit walked back as if nothing had happened.

The sneaky looks of the two people did not escape Bao Jiaen's eyes.

Not long after, another car drove up and parked outside the warehouse.

No one got out of the car.

Bao Jiaen saw Leather Jacket walking to the other side of the car, in a blind spot for observation.

You should be talking to the person in the car.

From beginning to end, no one in the car showed up.

There is a situation!

"Don't act rashly without conclusive evidence."

This is what Section Chief Wang Nanxing of the Operations Section specifically told these surveillance agents.

But now, the situation finally happened!

Bao Jiaen knew that the time had come to make a contribution.

"Lead the team and block me at the west intersection!" Bao Jiaen immediately ordered.

…

"Do it!"

As soon as he saw the convoy appearing, Bao Jiaen immediately issued the order.

The secret agents hiding around immediately rushed out and blocked the convoy's path.

"Come down, come down."

The agents shouted: "Hands up, hands up!"

The driver walked down with his hands tremblingly.

What about the car?

Bao Jiaen didn't see the car.

He walked up to the leather jacket: "What do you do?"

"Transporting sugar."

"formalities."

"All the procedures are left to the warehouse."

"Certificate!"

"here."

Leather Jacket quickly took out his ID.

When Bao Jiaen opened it, it read, "The second location of Chongqing Port Co., Ltd. was built by Zu Jiancheng."

What port company?

Bao Jiaen sneered: "A company that still has documents actually dares to go to the Qiaokou warehouse to transport sugar? Who went through the procedures for you? Who gave you the courage?"

This is simply a joke.

"I can't say." Zu Jiancheng shook his head.

An agent next to Bao Jiaen was impatient and was used to being arrogant. He picked up the butt of his pistol and hit Zu Jiancheng on the head.

Zu Jiancheng screamed miserably, covered his head and squatted down.

Blood flowed out from between his fingers.

"Put it up and search him!"

Bao Jiaen was very sure that he saw the Chinese tunic suit and handed a secret document to Zu Jiancheng!

The document was quickly recovered from Leather Jacket.

Bao Jiaen opened it with confidence.

What's this?

Just a list.

On it is written the specific quantity of sugar to be transported, etc.

No, there must be a secret in these numbers!

Bao Jiaen asked his men to set up Zu Jiancheng and raised the list in front of his eyes: "Tell me, what do these numbers represent?"

"Nothing, just a list." Zu Jiancheng said with a sad face.

Before Bao Jiaen could continue his questioning, the car that had appeared at the Qiaokou warehouse actually drove up.

"Stop him and get the people in the car out of here!"

Bao Jiaen roared.

The agents immediately rushed up and surrounded the car: "Get off the car, get off the car!"

When the people in the car got out, Bao Jiaen was stunned.

That's a U.S. Army major!

…

Bao Jiaen was dejected.

This time, even Meng Shaoyuan, the director of the Operations Division, came in person, where he kept negotiating with the U.S. Army major.

Zu Jiancheng was bandaging the wound on his head.
To be continued...