About half an hour later, I saw Wang Dong come out and go to the general's villa.
I stood up and went back to my room to find the divine doctor.
Divine Doctor: "I learned from the side that they have another factory in the deep mountains, and the real center is there, presided over by a man named Chen Liben. He was originally Wu Guodong's deputy. After Wu Guodong's health declined, he was gradually marginalized and replaced him, becoming the real power player here."
As expected, my guess was correct. Wu Guodong had actually been sidelined, and others were using his name to carry out shady dealings.
Divine Doctor: "Their factory can supply high-purity ***, exclusively for the Western market. As countries are cracking down severely on drug trafficking and have destroyed many of their Southeast Asian routes, they are now setting their sights on the mainland, aiming to open a gap from Ruili. Through the influence of Brother Hui in the provincial capital, they intend to transport drugs abroad."
Wang Dong also said, "The reason for repeatedly causing trouble in Ruili is mainly to clear the obstacles of the first stop and prevent future complications."
It seems they are playing a grand strategy, opening a land-sea channel to transport drugs from the Golden Triangle to the West.
So, I had underestimated them. I always thought Principal Sun was seeking personal revenge and trying to exterminate my entire family. I never imagined there was such a deep purpose hidden behind it.
I said, "Senior, what do you think of this matter?"
I wanted to hear his opinion.
Divine Doctor: "I abhor drugs. I have had people around me who were ruined by drug use, some who lost their lives because of it, and even some who faced legal consequences. I have a principle: whenever I encounter anything related to drugs, I will always lend a hand."
I said, "With your words, I feel at ease. In fact, I'm asking unnecessarily. You, like the old senior, are full of righteousness and will definitely go all out to fight against evil forces. Let's take things one step at a time with the remaining matters. It would be best if we could infiltrate their factory, find out the complete story of their drug manufacturing and trafficking, and destroy them at the root."
Divine Doctor: "I understand. I promise I won't fall behind and drag you down."
I said, "You, like the old senior, are both highly capable individuals. With you two by my side, what can we not achieve? However, we need to employ a strategy with them. Direct confrontation is definitely not an option."
Divine Doctor: "Tell me, what strategy?"
I said, "Although this Wang Dong is insidious and vicious, he is, at his core, a child from a poor background with a strong desire for money. I think if we try to bribe him with money, it might help us."
Divine Doctor: "That's a good idea. Compared to risking our lives, it's safer and has a higher success rate."
I said, "His cousin cannot be released for now. This is our bargaining chip. As long as his cousin stays with me for one day, he will be uncomfortable for one day. Once we release him, without anything to leverage against him, he won't cooperate with us anymore."
Divine Doctor: "I didn't expect you to be so clever and think so far ahead. Alright, let's do as you say. On one hand, we'll buy him off with money, and on the other hand, we'll use his cousin to control him."
We looked at each other and smiled, high-fiving happily. Then I said, "It's time to prepare the traditional Chinese medicine for the general. Let's go."
Yesterday, taking two doses of the medicine at the same time had such a significant effect. Today, we needed to take them separately to compare the results. If the effect wasn't as pronounced, or if the efficacy decreased, we would have to increase the dosage.
Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes adjustments, unlike Western medicine, which broadly categorizes dosages by age groups, dividing them into minors and adults, with a one-size-fits-all approach. In reality, dosage varies based on various indicators of the patient. A person might not have a good response to double the dose, while another might do very well with just half.
This depends on the doctor's skill in accurately grasping the appropriate dosage for the patient and the medication.
As we approached the villa, we saw guards helping Wu Guodong out. A lounge chair was placed outside for him to bask in the sun.
The sun was already somewhat westward, not as intense as at noon, and it felt quite comfortable to be bathed in its warm rays. Da Feng Novel Network.
Although this area is located in a low-latitude subtropical region, due to the high altitude, as long as one avoids direct sunlight, even in summer, the temperature is not high.
A guard brought a sun umbrella to shade the general.
Seeing us approaching, the guards hurried to fetch two chairs from the living room.
The divine doctor sat down in front of Wu Guodong, and I went inside to help him warm the herbal soup.
Wang Dong and several others were standing by the entrance. Although they were also guards, their primary duty was to protect the director's safety. The two guards inside were personal assistants, mainly responsible for the general's meals, daily routines, housework, and hygiene – essentially orderlies.
Wang Dong and his group didn't have to do these things. They were usually idle and just stayed here.
Wang Dong came in, likely with something to say, as he stood at the door, repeatedly looking outside to see if anyone was paying attention to us.
I ignored him and continued with my tasks.
He sidled up to me and said, "I feel like you're interested in what's going on over there."
I pretended not to understand what he was referring to and ignored him.
It seemed that before I even approached him, he was already looking to make a deal with me.
Seeing that I wasn't taking the bait, he continued, "I can help you get into the military camp. I can provide you with a uniform and a pass, but you must ensure you return within two hours. Oh, right, the travel time back from here is 80 minutes, so you have 40 minutes there."
Until I figured out whether he was sincere or testing me, I couldn't reveal my identity.
He glanced outside, took a piece of paper from his pocket, and quickly tucked it into my shirt pocket. He said, "Don't look at it here. Read it in your room, and then make your decision. However, I'm not doing this for free; I need money!"
If what he said was true, then my plan had moved one step forward.
Regardless, I would trust him for now and check what was written on the paper later.
At least one thing he said was not wrong: guard changes happen every two hours here, so I must return within one shift. This way, he only needs to handle one shift. If I delay, the next shift will have to check when I left and for what reason, which would be very troublesome. Once they find any clues, the entire plan will be thrown into disarray.
After he finished speaking, he walked out the door. I quickly went to a secluded spot and took out the note from my shirt pocket to see its contents.
On the slip of paper, I saw a name, Guan Peng, and a sequence of numbers: Fifth Squadron, Second Platoon, Third Squad.
It's said that their military structure is synchronized with ours, so it sounded very familiar and comfortable.
What did this mean?
Was he asking me to find this person and make contact?
I suspected that was mostly the case.