Daming: Dad, you are really not good at governing the country

Zhao Wu was fully aware of the difficulty and complexity of this task and did not dare to slack off at all.

He hurriedly searched the room for paper and pen; the paper was a little rough.

It has a slight yellow tint, as if telling the traces of time.

The pen is an ordinary brush. Although the tip of the brush is slightly worn, it does not affect writing.

Then Zhao Wu spread the paper flat on the table and leaned down slightly.

His expression was focused and solemn, as if he was about to engage in a crucial battle.

Then Zhao Wu picked up the brush and dipped it in ink.

The ink condenses into a round drop of ink at the tip of the pen, exuding a faint ink fragrance.

He immediately began to carefully write down the key points that came to his mind one by one.

While writing, Zhao Wu was muttering to himself.

Although the voice was not loud, it seemed to carry a kind of magic that closely connected his thoughts and plans.

Each word was written neatly, with a firmness evident between the strokes.

Zhao Wu's eyes were fixed on the paper, moving with the movement of the pen tip.

He looked so focused, as if the whole world only consisted of him and the plan in his hands.

Zhao Wu racked his brains to think of how to approach Lin Zhen cleverly.

He tried hard to think about Lin Zhen's daily movements, whether he often went to the bustling market, or preferred the quiet mountains and forests, or lingered in various places of practice.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wu wrote down in detail on paper the places where Lin Zhen might appear, as well as the best time and method to "encounter" him by chance at these places.

As for how to influence Lin Zhen inadvertently, he was thinking hard about it.

Zhao Wu knew very well that Lin Zhen was no ordinary person, and any carelessness would alert the enemy.

Therefore, he thought of starting with Lin Zhen's interests and hobbies. If Lin Zhen liked to practice martial arts, he would arrange a seemingly accidental fight between two masters.

I will appear at the right time and give appropriate advice.

If Lin Zhen is fond of collecting rare treasures, then try to let him know some clues about rare items, and behind these clues are hidden your own plans.

Zhao Wu, with a lot of thoughts in his mind, recorded these details one by one.

He also noted down various possible situations and the corresponding response techniques.

As for the countermeasures in case the plan goes awry, Zhao Wu has considered it extremely thoroughly.

In addition, Zhao Wu also imagined various possible accidents, such as Lin Zhen becoming suspicious of people approaching him, or the people he arranged being exposed.

In response to these situations, Zhao Wu wrote down specific solutions on paper.

If Lin Zhen became suspicious, he would quickly evacuate on the pretext of an emergency at home and wait for the next opportunity.

If one of his subordinates reveals his true colors, he would immediately try to shift the blame onto someone else.

At the same time, prepare a scapegoat to ensure that your plans are not completely disrupted.

Zhao Wu considered every step carefully.

Just like a meticulous craftsman, he will not tolerate any flaws in his work.

His brows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed.

Every thought is a perfection of the plan.

Zhao Wu knew very well that this plan to secretly control Lin Zhen was like walking on a tightrope.

If you are not careful, you will be smashed to pieces.

Therefore, he tried his best to make it perfect and ensure that the plan could be implemented smoothly, so as to achieve the ultimate goal. After several hours of exhaustive planning and arrangement, Zhao Wu carefully reviewed every link.

He repeatedly confirmed that all arrangements were foolproof.

Any tiny loophole cannot escape Zhao Wu's eagle-like eyes.

At this moment, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves also relaxed slightly.

Then Zhao Wu raised his hand and waved gently to the attendant beside him, and ordered in a steady and firm tone: "Go, call all the members of the Intelligence Analysis Department."

Upon hearing this, the servant immediately responded respectfully with a "yes" and left in a hurry like an arrow, his footsteps gradually fading away in the silent corridor.

About half a cup of tea later, members of the Intelligence Analysis Department came in one after another.

They all had serious expressions, walked in step, and exuded a well-trained and capable spirit.

Zhao Wu raised his head slightly and swept his eyes across everyone's faces one by one, with unquestionable majesty in his eyes.

"Everyone."

He spoke slowly, and although his voice was not loud, it was very penetrating.

"The current situation is complex and changing, and we must have accurate information. Now please summarize the information collected by all parties."

The members of the Intelligence Analysis Department acted quickly, taking out the materials they had sorted out and placing them on the desk one by one.

Then everyone gathered around the table and began to integrate the information collected from all aspects.

This information is like a tangled mass of threads, coming from different channels.

There are news sent back by secret spies who have penetrated deep into the enemy camp, bits and pieces of news circulating among the people on the streets, and letters and secret orders intercepted through various intelligence networks.

However, in the hands of the members of the Intelligence Analysis Department, these seemingly confusing information were gradually sorted out.

Some of them held brushes and drew situation maps on large pieces of paper, marking the distribution and movements of various forces.

Some of them took magnifying glasses and carefully studied the clues in the letters, trying to find hidden clues.

Others gathered together to discuss in low voices, analyzing the connections between various types of information.

After a period of intense and orderly work, a clear picture of the situation gradually emerged before everyone's eyes.

Wherever the enemy's heavy troops are concentrated, there are potential allies to be won over.

It is clear at a glance where variables may occur.

This clear context is like a beacon, providing Zhao Wu with an extremely accurate basis for his subsequent decision.

Allowing him to make the wisest choice in this complex game.

At this moment, in the quiet meeting room, Zhao Wu stood straight, his eyes cold and resolute. He looked around at his men on standby, took a deep breath, his chest rising and falling slightly, and then, with a low but very intimidating command: "Since we have made adjustments to the details based on the relevant intelligence, let the Operations Department seize the time to carry out the assassination according to the plan."

These words were like a bolt of lightning that cut through the night sky, instantly breaking the silence in the room.

In an instant, the members of the liaison team responsible for communicating with the Operations Department responded quickly.

They were fully aware of the urgency and importance of the mission, and like well-trained cheetahs, they acted without hesitation.

The liaison team leader, Gu Haohan, was a middle-aged man with a slender figure and sharp eyes. He immediately picked up the carefully prepared assassination plan from the table.

The plan was placed in a specially made sealed bamboo tube with secret patterns engraved on it, symbolizing the confidentiality and importance of its contents.

Gu Haohan tightly gripped the bamboo tube, turned around and walked quickly towards the door. Seeing this, the other team members quickly followed.

The group walked hurriedly but steadily and orderly, without making any unnecessary noise.

They walked quickly along the winding corridor, their footsteps echoing in the empty hallway, as if beating the drums for the action that was about to unfold. (End of this chapter)