Korean TV series: King of Peninsula 1997

Chapter 283 The action begins

Not to mention surveillance, even if you peek at him, he might not be able to detect you.

Li You also knew what kind of "chairman" Zhao Yugui was, and no longer had high expectations of him.

"Chairman Zhao's information is pretty good," Li You chuckled, "Remember the number below and ask him to bring your daughter to Seoul."

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "No one can touch her in Seoul."

"Thank you, President-nim!" Zhao Yugui almost shouted, but for the sake of concealment, he suppressed his voice, "President-nim, I will definitely remember your great kindness in my heart."

"You're welcome, President Zhao," Li You smiled and then gave Jeon Jae-joon's number.

Zhao Yugui wanted to say some words of thanks, but found that Li You had hung up the phone.

He stood up and hurried to the bar beside the pool, and the female secretary was about to squat down obediently.

Zhao Yugui pulled her up and said, "I have something to do, go change your clothes quickly."

The female secretary didn't know what was wrong with Zhao Yugui today. She obeyed Zhao Yugui's words in a daze. After changing her clothes, she found that the anxious Zhao Yugui was gone.

Zhao Yugui did not make a phone call while driving on the road. He has always valued his life and was unwilling to do anything risky, so he lived submissively under the control of Kim Yong-soo for so many years.

Contacting Li You this time was already a huge risk for him, but for his daughter and for himself, he could do it.

"Really?" Park Min-young smiled happily, "Chairman Lee agreed?"

"It's just that I'll give you a chance when the company is established," Jack chuckled, "You have to perform well then."

Park Min-young kept nodding his head, while Jiang Zhentai on the side had mixed feelings. After all, one should be grateful for what one has received.

Although I don't know what happened after he got drunk last night, Jack did help today.

Jack noticed his complicated expression and stepped forward to pat Jiang Zhentai on the shoulder. "Detective Jiang, what are you thinking about?"

"We." Jiang Zhentai had a complicated expression. After avoiding Park Minrong, he stretched out his hand to Jack, "Let's cooperate well in the future."

(Jiang Zhentai)

Jack was like a fox whose plan had succeeded. He smiled and stretched out his hand to shake Jiang Zhentai's. "Of course I should."

"It's time for us to go to Pochuan City," Lin Zheling stood up and looked at the two people who were still holding hands. He suddenly felt that the mission might not go smoothly.

"If it's any later, they will escape."

"Escape?" Jack shook his head. "I think they might have made preparations or set traps for us to be caught in one fell swoop."

"Really?" Jiang Zhentai still questioned, "So cruel?"

"Come on," Jack put his hands together and gestured to him, "They killed four FBI agents in the United States. You don't think they will just sit there in Korea and wait for us to catch them, do you?"

"Ahem," Jiang Zhentai shook his head repeatedly, "That's not what I meant."

"Anyway, what Detective Lin said is right. We really should hurry to Pochuan City," Jack said, and subconsciously wanted to take a look downstairs.

Jiang Zhentai's old car was parked there.

"Let's go to the police station to change cars first," Jack said without hiding his thoughts, "and then we'll set off for Pachuan City."

"Why do you have such a problem with my car?" Jiang Zhentai said with dissatisfaction, "I've only driven this car for three years."

"Three years?"

"second hand."

Although they were arguing on the way to the police station, Jiang Zhentai still agreed to replace the car. Not for any other reason, but because he bought the car with his own money and he was reluctant to part with it.

After nightfall in Pochuan City, the first place the three men went to was still Qianming Nightclub, which is the landmark building of Pochuan City.

"There's not even such a big nightclub in Seoul," Jiang Zhentai exclaimed in the car.

Jack saw it clearly, "After all, this location is already remote and close to the north, so it is natural to rely on some unusual industries to revitalize the economy."

The three of them continued to sit in the car in silence, their eyes fixed on the nightclub with flashing neon lights across the street.

The night was as dark as ink, but fortunately the car windows blocked the cold wind and did not bring the cold into the car.

The nightclub was full of lights and the sound of music shook the air and even reached outside.

Their eyes pierced through the dim light, observing every figure coming in and out, trying to identify the suspect.

"Detective Lin," Jiang Zhentai sighed, "Can you tell that those people used to be from your northern area?"

Lin Zheling's eyes were calm, and he sat in the car like a sculpture, "It's no longer visible now."

"Look!"

As he was speaking, he saw Jiang Zhentai suddenly getting excited at the door of the nightclub, and Lin Zheling also saw this scene.

The security guards at the door all lowered their heads to greet a plain-looking man who walked into the nightclub. Behind the man was a seductive woman who, judging by her clothes, must be a secretary or something like that.

"This should be Zhao Yugui, the chairman of Qianming Group," Jack flipped through the information, "behind him is his new secretary."

"New?" Jiang Zhentai was stunned. "Can such a position be changed casually?"

"It's called Qianming Group. You don't think it's really a group?" Jack shook his head. "You should know what they are."

“That so-called secretary is nothing more than someone that can be thrown away once Zhao Yugui becomes disgusted with her.”

"What should we do?" Lin Zheling asked suddenly.

"Go in," Jack straightened his suit and prepared to enter. He looked around at the two of them and said, "Detective Lin can go in, but Detective Jiang..."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Taizhen pretended to be angry, "You look down on me?"

"That's not the case," Jack said sympathetically, "but at your age and with your clothes, it's a bit too eye-catching."

Jiang Zhentai looked at the two of them, both of whom were dressed in suits and leather shoes. He could only sigh and waved his hands repeatedly, "Go, go, I'll continue to observe outside."

"I won't go," Lin Zheling rejected the suggestion, "Just go in and check it out."

Although he didn't know why the usually positive Lin Zheling didn't go, Jiang Zhentai was really happy. After all, it would not be good for him to stay in the car alone.

One minute later.

"Look at him," Jiang Zhentai pointed at Jack, who was wearing a neat suit. He walked into the brightly lit nightclub with a smile on his face, looking like a high-quality nightclub man.

"Who could tell he was an FBI agent?"

The reason why Lin Zheling didn't go was because he had never been trained in such situations and it would be very easy for his identity to be exposed. He looked at Jack's performance and was thinking about something.

In the nightclub, the crowd on the dance floor was swaying under the neon lights, the rhythm of the music was shaking the air, but Jack's heartbeat was unusually calm.

He ordered a glass of brandy at the bar, which he could drink neat, but it tasted very strong with ice.

Jack swirled his glass gently and looked at the swaying figures on the dance floor.

(End of this chapter)