25: I not only know your name

Liang Yuzhu heard that the voice on the phone call just now belonged to their informant embedded in the overseas smuggling group by Police Station—Howling Wolf!

What's going on? Why did Howling Wolf's voice sound so weak?

Immediately, Liang Yuzhu dialed the number back.

Beep beep beep beep—

She called four times in a row, but no one answered. Liang Yuzhu started to get anxious.

What exactly happened to Howling Wolf? Why did he use a different phone number to call me?

So, Lan Zijun immediately sent the number she had just dialed to her colleagues at Police Station, asking them to quickly locate and investigate it.

A minute later, a call came from Police Station.

Liang Yuzhu said to Lan Zijun through her earpiece:

"Lan Ziju, I have a call coming in. Keep walking slowly forward, don't leave my line of sight."

"Okay."

After finishing her instructions to Lan Zijun through the earpiece, Liang Yuzhu switched the earpiece channel and pressed the answer button on her phone.

"Hello, Captain."

A familiar voice came from the receiver, a member of the criminal police team.

"What is it?" Liang Yuzhu was eager to know the result and urged the other person to speak quickly.

"The number you just gave us is a virtual number. We can't trace its location or registration information. We tried calling Howling Wolf again, but we still can't reach him."

Hearing this, Liang Yuzhu's heart sank. She quickly asked, "Have all contact methods been used?"

"Yes, we switched through different satellite phone communication frequencies, but there was no response."

"Before calling you, we tried contacting him again, but he's still not answering."

The situation was urgent. Liang Yuzhu stopped in her tracks, her lips pressed tightly together, and her left fist clenched.

The informant Howling Wolf is an important informant embedded by Police Station in the overseas smuggling group—the Nora Group. Police have long wanted to dismantle this group that engages in large-scale smuggling in the border area.

They began planning four years ago and embedded the informant codenamed 'Howling Wolf' into the group.

Relying on the large amount of intelligence provided by Howling Wolf, Police intercepted and foiled many large-scale smuggling operations, achieving great merit.

According to the established contact plan, if Howling Wolf was in danger, he would send a danger code to Police Station via an encrypted satellite phone.

But now, no code has been sent, and he is completely unreachable!

The informant Howling Wolf's importance to Police Station is like radar to an airplane.

Without radar, how can an airplane fly?

They must contact Howling Wolf quickly!

Compared to Howling Wolf's disappearance, Lan Zijun's matter can only be put aside for now.

After all, this involves international smuggling, and there can be no delay.

Without hesitation, Liang Yuzhu immediately reopened the earpiece communication channel and said to Lan Zijun:

"Sorry, Lan Ziju, I have a very urgent task here that I need to coordinate."

"I'll pause for a moment. You go ahead, and I'll come find you as soon as I'm done here."

The mature and intelligent Lan Zijun was not a little girl who couldn't distinguish between important and trivial matters. Liang Yuzhu's sudden stop meant she must have encountered something major. Lan Zijun immediately said:

"No problem."

"Okay."

Liang Yuzhu's voice carried gratitude for Lan Zijun's understanding. She then immediately ended the earpiece call, opened her phone, and began coordinating and directing. The top priority was to quickly confirm whether Howling Wolf was safe.

Meanwhile.

Lan Zijun, walking on her way to meet Su Yue, let out a soft breath.

It was uncertain how long Liang Yuzhu would be busy. Now, she was on her own.

Lan Zijun cautioned herself in her heart:

'Don't panic!'

'It's broad daylight, under the clear sky, and the meeting place is a plaza. If that mysterious person has any ill intentions, I'll shout loudly!'

Thinking of this, Lan Zijun felt slightly relieved and quickened her pace towards Laifusi Plaza.

....

After the time it takes to smoke a few cigarettes.

Lan Zijun arrived at the place agreed upon to meet the mysterious person—Laifusi Plaza.

As one of the city's bustling commercial areas, the plaza was already packed and extraordinarily lively.

Children were chasing and playing, couples were snuggling together affectionately, and elderly couples walked hand in hand, taking a slow stroll.

Small vendors selling balloons, people selling freshly made street burgers, skateboarders, people dancing for short videos...

It was incredibly lively.

Lan Zijun raised her wrist and checked the time. It was five minutes earlier than the agreed time.

Stepping towards the fountain in the middle of the plaza, Lan Zijun surveyed her surroundings, carefully checking for anything unusual.

She was particularly puzzled as to why the mysterious person would choose a crowded and noisy place for the meeting spot.

Shouldn't two people meeting to discuss something find a secluded, quiet, and inconspicuous place?

She really couldn't figure it out.

However.

The great recluse hides in the city, the small recluse hides in the wilderness.

The more people there were, the more inconspicuous the two meeting would be, making them less likely to be noticed.

Moreover, everyone in the plaza was busy with their own affairs, so no one would notice them.

At the same time, if there were any problems, Su Yue could quickly hide among the crowd or create chaos within the crowd to seize the opportunity to leave.

Tap tap tap tap—

Lan Zijun arrived at the fountain in the middle of the plaza.

Whoosh—!

Hiss—!

Water columns as thick as lampposts erupted from the ground springs, shooting up into the air, causing the surrounding children to clap their hands and scream continuously.

Lan Zijun found a place to sit by the fountain, smoothed out the wrinkles of her skirt with her hand, sliding from her slender waist towards her hips, and then sat down elegantly.

Lan Zijun was very patient, showing no sign of impatience. Her eyes constantly scanned her surroundings, cautiously observing everyone who walked towards her.

There was a boy with a backpack and headphones.

There was a young man with one foot on a scooter.

There was a middle-aged man carrying a briefcase, hurrying along.

...

Every one of them seemed to be heading towards her.

But each time Lan Zijun thought the person would stop beside her, feeling slightly excited and about to stand up, they would brush past her the next second.

After this happened several times, Lan Zijun's inner anticipation and nervousness increased significantly compared to before.

Thump thump thump—

Thump thump thump—

Lan Zijun placed her hand over her heart. Her ample chest also swayed slightly due to her breathing.

What would the mysterious person look like?

Her sense of anticipation rapidly swelled, occupying ninety percent of Lan Zijun's thoughts.

Just as she felt a bit parched and was wondering whether to get up and buy a bottle of water, an old voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"Lan Zijun."

Startled, Lan Zijun quickly turned her head, and the earrings on her earlobes swung violently.

An aged face came into her view.

"Hmm?"

Subconsciously, Lan Zijun furrowed her brow slightly, and with a push from her beautiful legs, she quickly stood up.

She sized up the old man who had called out to her from head to toe.

His hair and eyebrows were completely white. He wore black-rimmed glasses, had a high nose bridge, and his cheeks were full of age spots common among the elderly.

His mouth was not visible.

Because it was covered by a patch of grizzled whiskers.

The old man was slightly hunched, but he looked hale and hearty, showing no sign of senile decay.

"Elderly sir..."

Lan Zijun withdrew her scrutinizing gaze and looked into the old man's eyes again, meeting his gaze, and asked cautiously:

"Elderly sir, are you calling me?"

Hearing this, the old man smiled, then quickly turned his head to look left and right, stroked his beard, and chuckled softly:

"Is there anyone else here named Lan Zijun?"

Faced with the old man's joke, Lan Zijun did not laugh but continued to ask cautiously:

"Elderly sir, how do you know my identity?"

Hearing this, the old man smiled slyly and said:

"Not only do I know your name, but I also know you dislike constraints at home."

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