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Chapter 1021 - 1021 985 Black Absurdity!_2

1021: Chapter 985 Black Absurdity!_2 1021: Chapter 985 Black Absurdity!_2 Right now,

The old ruffian had already boarded the vehicle, seated in a Mercedes-Benz business van, leaving Pawei City International Airport to head for the “old house”.

He was not traveling to China alone; besides the two bodyguards, there was also his assistant who had followed him for many years, along with a gynecologist.

That’s right!

A grown man, a wealthy man, was actually accompanied by a gynecologist.

Such an odd arrangement, of course, wasn’t for his own health care but was to come and “inspect” Lin Yuan.

Given the current speed of this vehicle, it would take at most half an hour to arrive at the “old house”.

And this also meant that the Security Bureau and War Statistics Institute only had half an hour left to prepare.

To launch a full-on assault or to capture by stratagem…

Wu Jie didn’t ask further; after all, Phantom had already infiltrated the farmhouse villa, getting closer to Lin Yuan.

In fact, she could already be “wrapped” up right now, as the human eye cannot see the aggregated state.

Once wrapped, Lin Yuan would disappear as if she had vanished into thin air all of a sudden.

But at this moment,

There were kidnappers closely watching Lin Yuan.

If she were to suddenly disappear, it would probably scare the kidnappers silly, not to mention the operatives who were about to take action, who would definitely be terrified.

A living person suddenly vanishing into thin air—what could possibly be more bizarre and frightening than that?

Thus, Wu Jie chose not to let Phantom make her move immediately, but rather to wait for the operatives.

…

Time slowly ticked away.

Su Leige’s group was getting closer and closer to the “old house”.

The combined operation of the Security Bureau and War Statistics Institute had also quietly begun.

Several very common, inconspicuous panel vans slowly drove towards the vicinity of the farmhouse villa.

As it was at the urban-rural boundary, such panel vans and minibuses weren’t rare and wouldn’t alert anyone.

If some Mercedes-Benz, BMW, or Audi cars were to appear instead, that would be more likely to attract attention.

One by one, the vehicles disguised as panel vans, which were specialized combat vehicles, took their places, quietly surrounding the farmhouse villa.

Among them was a highly advanced anti-sniper detection system.

If a sniper were to fire, the system could detect the muzzle blast, the sound wave of the gunshot, the shockwave of the bullet’s flight, and the infrared signature of the firing pin at the instant of the shot, enabling precise detection.

Even without shooting, the system could use the principle that optical scopes easily reflect light to scan suspicious areas and thus locate the sniper’s position.

Before long,

A real delivery truck appeared, loaded with many cardboard boxes and driving at a high speed.

In another direction, a business van also set off at a not-too-slow speed and with its high beams on.

Everyone knows that at night, with fewer people and cars, drivers tend to drive faster than during the day.

Both vehicles were moving fast, and the business van even had its high beams on.

The point where they would intersect “just happened” to be near the farmhouse villa.

Approaching head-on, bathed in the glare of the high beams.

At that instant, the eyes felt almost painfully blinded like there was sudden blindness.

The delivery truck driver, irritated by the high beams, honked several times in succession and, after getting no response from the business van to switch to low beams, the truck suddenly let out a loud bang and rushed onto the road shoulder, hitting a series of steps and eventually flipping over with a crash.

This loud noise naturally resonated throughout the street.

A special operative skilled in stunt driving had rather perfectly staged this “high beam-induced” car accident.

Temporarily blinded, the driver couldn’t see the road conditions clearly, mistakingly rushed onto the shoulder at the turn, and then hit the step stairs, causing the truck, with its unstable center of gravity, to flip over…

Although they had never rehearsed this section of the road, the entire process was swift and natural, and the two operatives posing as drivers still executed their skills rather impressively.

The truck flipped over, and naturally, tons of goods scattered onto the street.

Besides fruits, there were a variety of vegetables, grains, and many bags of food.

Right after the truck overturned, someone immediately started shouting “Save the people!

Help!

There’s been a flip over!”

The nearby residents, who had already been startled by the loud noise, quite naturally swarmed in from all directions.

Some came to help while others were unequivocally “taking advantage of the fire.”

There had been numerous news stories.

Truck flips over, and the cargo is looted by the nearby residents.

People acted as if they were raiding a tyrant’s land distribution, their fighting spirit exceedingly high, from 80-year-old grannies to toddlers of three or five, a family-wide mobilization to “snatch up the wool.”

Just like at this very moment.

Old Du had a precise grip on human nature and knew that the spilled cargo from the flip could not escape being looted, and indeed the scene was quite lively, as this urban-rural mix, a melting pot of all sorts, was home to all kinds of people.

Only a fool would pass up this opportunity!

Many who coveted petty gains came one after another, swarming over, truly afraid of missing out by even a half step.

Due to this, several streets were buzzing.

Many who had settled down for the night were woken up and rushed over one after another.

The scene was already boisterously lively, with people crowding around, shouts, curses, and the sounds of looting occurring incessantly.

And while the scene was so chaotic,

agents from the Security Bureau and War Statistics Institute swiftly took advantage of the disarray to move.

The speed of the hostage rescue operation was faster than those who dashed out of their homes to loot the cargo.

Infiltrating and barging through doors and windows is the standard procedure in close combat.

This time, they went as far as to use a “gas attack.”

No matter if they were hostages or kidnappers inside, everyone had to be knocked out, losing consciousness and the ability to resist.

Additionally, there were two other teams, one tasked with capturing the accomplices of the kidnappers scattered around the farmhouse villa, and the other quickly intercepting Su Leige and his people.

The whole operation was exceedingly rapid, and the Plainclothes Officers’ movements were completely covered by the commotion of the looting.

This truck, carrying over ten tonnes of various foods, was truly like bestowing a grand gift package to the neighborhood.

So much so that people, regardless of gender or age, flocked from all directions.

Everyone was engrossed in the looting, but they were unaware of the huge economic loss this would cause the driver.

Luckily, this time it was a deliberate act by the War Statistics Institute.

If it had been a driver dependent on transporting goods to feed his family, he would have been wailing and fainting from distress by now.

With over ten tonnes, that’s worth how much money?

It could plunge a family into massive debt in an instant.

Under the night.

On one side, thousands kept streaming in to loot the goods; on the other, brave agents were rescuing hostages and capturing kidnappers, a scene of absurd black humor.

While the commotion of the looting hadn’t yet cooled down, the hostage Lin Yuan had already been rescued and placed in a vehicle.

But then, a thorny issue followed.

Lin Yuan seemed unharmed, but he must have been injected with an overdose of something, remaining in a deep coma, unresponsive like someone in a vegetative state.

Under the night.

A special operations vehicle sped frantically toward the hospital.

Meanwhile, on the other side,

an unexpected complication arose in the operation to capture Su Leige and his group.

This dirty old man had actually come prepared…