Chapter 232 A feint shot
Chapter 232 A feint
As night fell, the temperature dropped to minus ten degrees Celsius. After just staying outside for a while, An Rushong felt as if his eyebrows were about to fall off with ice.
Incheon Jung-gu, Gangdong 7-ga.
A Mercedes commercial vehicle was driving slowly on the spacious street. On the other side of the road, a convoy consisting of more than a dozen container trucks was leaving the port area.
Inside the business car, An Rushong leaned back in his chair with his eyes closed and fell asleep. It was unclear whether he was really asleep or just taking a nap.
Gangdong in Jung-gu, Incheon is actually the location of the cargo terminal of Incheon Port. More than an hour ago, when An Rusong set out from Seoul, he contacted Zhao Jingsheng. The other party told him that the meeting point was the cargo terminal in Incheon. As for the specific location, he said that he would contact him after he arrived.
The commercial vehicle slowly slowed down. The guardrail isolation net of the port could be seen in front of the car. If it continued to move forward, it would be blocked by the isolation poles of the port passage. Luo Minzhi, who was in charge of driving, slowed down the car and whispered, "President, we are here."
In fact, An Rushong really slept in a daze. After all, the straight-line distance from Seoul to Incheon Port is 40 kilometers. If you drive here, it will take more than an hour.
But after all, he was worried about something, so he didn't sleep deeply. When Luo Minzhi spoke, he was naturally woken up.
He opened his eyes and subconsciously glanced out the window. After confirming his current location, he raised his arm and looked at the watch on his wrist.
It was already 8:40 in the evening. If Zhao Jingsheng's information was correct, Liu Taihe had to rush to the port. After all, the time he set to board the ship was 9 o'clock in the evening.
He 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 then someone answered it. Zhao Jingsheng's voice came from inside: "Are you there?"
"We're here, Gangdong 7th Street, right here at the freight channel exit of the port terminal," An Rushong said, looking out the car window again.
"Something seems to be wrong," Zhao Jingsheng said on the phone. "First, come to No. 7 on 89th Street. It's not far from where you are now. Turn around and walk back about meters and you'll arrive."
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 didn't say anything. He turned the steering wheel on the spot, turned the car around directly on the road, and started driving back.
The No. 89 that Zhao Jingsheng mentioned is a two-story building on the street. There is a neon sign on the roof - "Rui Jin Trading". It is probably a small trading company.
The roadside parking spaces in front of the building were already full of cars. Luo Minzhi drove forward another hundred meters before he found an empty parking space.
He parked the car in the parking space, then got out and opened the door for An Rushong. Then, the two of them walked back along the sidewalk and headed straight for the small two-story building at No. 89.
The temperature was over ten degrees below zero, and walking on the streets at night in Incheon was an indescribable feeling. An Rushong felt as if there were several small knives stabbing and cutting his face. It was so painful.
Fortunately, it was only a hundred steps away, and the two arrived at the door of the two-story building. Just as Luo Minzhi was about to step forward and push open the door, the light suddenly came on inside the door, which was originally pitch black. Then, a group of people came towards the door from inside, each of them walking in a hurry.
The one walking in front of these people was the old man Shen Taian, and following behind him was Zhao Jingsheng.
Seeing these people coming out, An Rusong and Luo Minzhi gave up their seats at the door.
After a while, a younger brother pushed the door open first, and then Shen Taian, with a serious expression, walked out first. When he saw An Rusong, a smile appeared on his originally serious face, and he was the first to greet him: "Rusong, you are here."
An Rusong nodded, glanced at Zhao Jingsheng's face, then fell back to Shen Taian's face and asked, "How is the situation, Uncle Taian?"
Shen Taian made a gesture of walking and talking, and then walked towards the sidewalk, saying: "We may have been fooled by that guy. He didn't even come to Incheon."
An Rushong frowned, but did not interrupt the other party and listened to him continue.
Because he failed to catch Liu Taihe, Shen Taian was in a very bad mood at the moment and was on the verge of a rage. If it were in the past, An Rushong would have chosen to stay away from this old man to avoid being implicated.
But now, to be honest, he no longer has any fear of Shen Taian. Obviously, the other party no longer dares to simply regard him as an insignificant minion as he did in the past. Therefore, even if he is in a bad mood now, Shen Taian has to explain the specific situation to An Rushong.
"The boat he booked here is probably just a bait to attract those who are watching him here, while he escapes through other means," Shen Taian said as he walked to the side of the road, and his brothers had already dispersed to the cars on the side of the road. After hearing his words, An Rusong also felt a headache, and he asked again: "What did the people who were responsible for watching him say? Didn't they find his whereabouts?"
"He threw him off," Shen Taian frowned and said irritably, "Our people caught his bodyguard and interrogated him before, but they didn't get anything out of him."
An Rusong looked at him sympathetically. If nothing unexpected happened, Councillor Kong must be very concerned about Liu Taihe's whereabouts. After all, this guy has a lot of money in his hands. If he is not caught, where can he find the whereabouts of the money? Now, with all the defenses in place, Liu Taihe still escaped. It is conceivable how much pressure Shen Taian must be under.
However, An Rushong would not sympathize with this old guy. If he didn't want to see Liu Taihe die, he would instead hope that guy could escape without a trace.
"What should we do now?" Seeing Shen Taian wanting to get in the car, An Rushong asked again.
"Let's go back to Seoul," Shen Taian said casually, "It's impossible for such a living person to disappear without a trace. As long as we look carefully, we can always find his whereabouts."
Seeing the other party close the car door directly, An Rushong shrugged, turned his head to look at Luo Minzhi beside him, and motioned for him to drive the car over.
Zhao Jingsheng got on a car behind. Before getting in, he glanced at An Rushong and gave him a wink.
Perhaps because they have been together for a long time, An Rushong and the other party have a certain tacit understanding. He understands that the other party is telling him that Liu Taihe really did not come, and it is not that Shen Taian is playing any tricks.
The convoy started moving quickly, and just when the last car completed a U-turn on the road, Luo Minzhi also drove over.
"Let's go and follow them," An Rushong got in the car, pointed at the convoy in front and said.
"Okay, President," Luo Minzhi responded, stepped on the accelerator, and chased after the convoy in front.
The convoy rushed towards Seoul. After about five or six minutes at most, An Rushong was resting with his eyes closed when the cell phone in his trouser pocket suddenly beeped.
He opened his eyes, took his cell phone out of his pocket and looked at the screen. It showed an unfamiliar number, and it seemed to be a landline number that he had never seen before.
After hesitating for a moment, An Rushong still pressed the answer button.
"The Fleetcoat cargo ship will depart from Gwangyang Port for Hakata Port in Japan at 11:25 tonight." The phone was silent for a few seconds, and then a hoarse and unpleasant voice said, "The person you are looking for is on this ship."
After he finished speaking, the phone was hung up, and An Rushong didn't even have time to say a word.
Frowning and glancing at the phone, An Rushong knew very well that if nothing unexpected happened, the person on the other end should be using a public phone and some kind of voice changer, and the person he was talking about must be Liu Taihe.
After a slight hesitation, An Rushong finally called Shen Taian and told him the news.
As his call came, the convoy quickly stopped on the road. An Rushong did not get out of the car. He just sat in his seat and waited quietly.
About half a minute later, Shen Taian and Zhao Jingsheng came to his car. The latter went to the passenger seat, while the former got on the back seat and sat next to An Rushong.
"What's the other party's phone number?" Shen Taian asked impatiently as soon as he got in the car.
An Rushong glanced at him and found that the phone in his hand was in call mode, and the speaker was even on. If nothing unexpected happened, the person on the other end of the line was most likely Lin Zhengchu. That guy was specifically responsible for doing the dirty work for Councillor Kong. Matters like today's would naturally be left to him to control.
An Rushong didn't say anything either. He took out his cell phone and showed the call records to the other party.
Shen Taian repeated the landline number in the call log, and then he heard Lin Zhengchu's voice from his phone: "The other party must have used a public phone, so it's unlikely to be traced."
These days, the number of surveillance systems in Seoul is very limited. Furthermore, since the other party used a voice changer, they must have common sense in anti-reconnaissance. Therefore, when they make a phone call, they will definitely be able to avoid the surveillance range. Therefore, it is indeed very difficult to find the person who made the call.
"Now, don't worry about who made the call," Lin Zhengchu said immediately, "Finding Liu Taihe is the top priority. You guys rush to Guangyang Port immediately. I'll contact my connections there and see if I can find the person first."
(End of this chapter)