Douluo: Reincarnation of Pineapple Blowing Snow, the Fruit Treasure returns!

Chapter 134 The Golden Generation of Spirit Hall meets Tang Hao!
The assassin was imprisoned in a small room on the bottom floor of the cabin. The room was dimly lit and the air was damp and musty. The assassin's hands and feet were bound, and there was blood at the corners of his mouth, but his eyes still revealed madness and mockery.

Su Hanze walked into the room, and the two men behind him quickly closed the door. The assassin looked up at him, with a scornful smile on his face: "It's a miracle that you are still alive."

Su Hanze did not respond. He slowly pulled over a chair and sat down, staring at the other person calmly: "As long as I am alive, I have the opportunity to ask you questions. You should be thankful that you are still alive to talk to me."

The assassin sneered, the blood at the corner of his mouth making his smile look particularly hideous: "What do you think I will tell you? Don't dream."

Su Hanze's mouth corners slightly raised, but the smile did not reach his eyes. His voice was low and cold: "Do you think I can't do anything to you if you don't tell me?"

The assassin's smile froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal: "Kill me. Even if you know who sent me, it won't change anything. The hand of Tyson Group is longer than you think."

Su Hanze leaned forward, his eyes piercing into the assassin, "Your confidence is not just 'long'. Tell me, what is the connection between you and the mainland?"

The assassin hesitated for a moment, but soon regained his composure. He sneered, "Even if you guessed it, it's useless. You can't protect your business, and you can't protect your life."

Su Hanze stood up and walked in front of the assassin, his eyes sharp. He said softly: "Whether your life is worth money depends on your last words."

The assassin did not answer, but the sweat on his forehead betrayed his inner feelings.

Outside the door, Ah Kuan paced anxiously, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand, and looked at the door of the room where the assassin was imprisoned from time to time. Finally, he heard Su Hanze's voice: "Take him down and serve him well."

When the door opened, Su Hanze walked out of the room, his face showing no emotion. He glanced at A Kuan and said calmly, "He still needs time to adapt to our rules, but he has already relented."

Ah Kuan showed a trace of doubt: "What did he confess?"

"Tai Sheng has a smuggling channel in the mainland, which is specially used to clean the goods stolen from Southeast Asia. He mentioned a name, Zheng Mingan." Su Hanze paused, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, "We have met this person before. He used to be the head of a small logistics company."

"Zheng Ming'an?" Ah Kuan frowned. "After that small company went bankrupt, he disappeared. I didn't expect that he would be in touch with Tai Sheng."

"There is a price to pay for disappearing." Su Hanze narrowed his eyes slightly, and his tone was filled with deep chill, "A Kuan, after returning to Hong Kong, contact all the customers who have cooperated with us, especially those who have had changes in orders recently. I want to know who gave Zheng Mingan the opportunity to interfere in this line."

Ah Kuan nodded immediately: "Understood, I'll arrange it right away."

The cabin returned to silence again. Su Hanze sat on the sofa in the cabin and pinched his brows. He closed his eyes, and faces appeared in his mind one after another. Every possible traitor was filtered through his memory one by one. The pain came from his abdomen, making him sober and almost cold.

By the end of the voyage, the sky was completely bright. The freighter slowly approached the port, and someone had already been waiting at the dock. Su Hanze walked off the ship under the escort of several of his men, and glanced at the convoy not far away. His voice was low, but it carried an unquestionable pressure: "Go back and start the settlement."

The air at the dock was mixed with the smell of seawater and oil, which filled Su Hanze's surroundings. As soon as he stepped onto the port, he felt a sense of oppression, as if every inch of air on this land was reminding him that this game was far from over.

Ah Kuan helped him walk to the car and whispered, "Brother Ze, we have already started investigating Zheng Mingan's background. He did disappear for a while a few years ago, but soon moved back and forth between several logistics companies in the mainland. His name suddenly appeared this time, which should be directly related to Tai Sheng's smuggling route."

Su Hanze leaned back in his chair, looking forward with deep eyes: "It's impossible for him to be operating alone. A small figure who has disappeared for several years suddenly appeared and was involved in such a big situation. There must be someone behind this."

Ah Kuan nodded and flipped through the documents in his hand. “Yes, and according to our investigation, Zheng Mingan’s activities in the mainland are very fixed, mostly concentrated in the ports of several coastal cities. This is consistent with the recent flow of goods from Tai Sheng.”

Su Hanze closed his eyes and tapped the armrest with his fingers. "Zheng Ming'an is just a pawn in plain sight. Tai Sheng wants to use him to divert attention and cover up their larger plan. Their plan is to make me lose my foothold in Hong Kong Island."

A Kuan was silent for a moment, then asked in a low voice: "Brother Ze, how should we deal with this next?"

"Hold him down first." Su Hanze slowly opened his eyes, his tone revealing a hint of calm murderous intent, "Taesung thought that such a small move could shake me. But since they are so into it, I will play along with them to the end. You continue to investigate Zheng Mingan, keep an eye on every transaction and every contact he makes. I want to know who is backing him up."

The motorcade was driving on the road to the center of Hong Kong Island, and the tall buildings on both sides of the street passed by quickly outside the car window. Su Hanze looked out the window, but a complex chess game had already been outlined in his mind. He knew that the opponent this time was not just the Tyson Group, this was a deeper game, and he had to be faster than his opponent in every step.

After returning to the headquarters, the atmosphere in the conference room was so depressing that it was almost suffocating. Several core subordinates sat on both sides of the long table, which was filled with documents and data reports. Everyone's face was full of solemnity. Su Hanze walked in slowly, and A Kuan behind him closed the door, and the whole room instantly became quiet.

"Tell me what the current situation is." Su Hanze sat down and glanced at everyone.

A Biao, who was in charge of data analysis, spoke first: "Brother Ze, according to our preliminary investigation, Zheng Mingan's activities in the mainland are indeed highly overlapped with those of the Tai Sheng Group. Their smuggling routes are mainly carried out through Haibei Port and several surrounding small ports. The goods we lost this time are very likely to have been dispersed through their channels after transit."

"What's the exact number?" Su Hanze's voice was calm, but it carried a sense of oppression that made people dare not neglect it.

Ah Biao flipped open the file and said quickly, "According to our preliminary statistics, the lost goods account for about 15% of the total. The market value of this batch of goods is extremely high. If it flows into the gray market, it will have a serious impact on our reputation."

Su Hanze nodded and turned his gaze to A Kun, who was in charge of security: "A Kun, how did your people fail this time? Why was the cargo ship targeted?"

Ah Kun lowered his head and said in a low voice: "Brother Ze, it was our carelessness. Someone leaked the shipping list of that batch of goods. We have already started investigating and suspect that someone inside has been bribed."

"Inside?" Su Hanze's eyes suddenly became sharp, and his fingers tapped the table lightly, "Who is it?" "There is no specific candidate yet, but the scope has been narrowed down to a few people. Mainly those who have contact with this batch of goods, including dispatchers and loaders." A Kun wiped the sweat from his forehead and continued, "Brother Ze, give me three days, I will definitely find the person out."

"You only have two days." Su Hanze said coldly, his eyes revealing an unquestionable pressure. "Find all the names involved in the case within two days. Any fish that slips through the net will make our situation more difficult."

Ah Kun nodded quickly: "Understood, I will definitely hold on tight."

After the meeting, Su Hanze returned to the office alone. He sat at his desk, his fingers gently stroking the documents on the table, his eyes fell on Zheng Mingan's name. His eyes gradually deepened, as if the paper had turned into a chessboard, and he was considering the next move.

"Brother Ze." A Kuan knocked on the door and walked in, holding a new report in his hand. "I just received news that Zheng Mingan was last seen at Haibei Port, where he met a man named Li Jian. This Li Jian is the permanent person in charge of Haibei Port, but his background is not clean and he has a record of assisting smuggling many times."

"Li Jian..." Su Hanze repeated in a low voice, with a sneer on his face, "It seems that this line is deeper than I thought."

"Do you want to arrange someone to test it out first?" A Kuan asked tentatively.

"No rush." Su Hanze shook his head, with a calculating look in his eyes. "Our advantage now is that they don't know how much information we have. Keep following up and see what Li Jian's next move is. Don't alert the enemy."

A Kuan nodded and quickly left to make arrangements.

The office fell into silence again. Su Hanze leaned back in his chair and looked out the window at the city lights. His fingers tapped lightly on the table, thinking about how to completely turn the situation around. This time, the opponent was tougher than before, but because of this, his fighting spirit was even higher.

As the night deepened, his eyes became colder and colder. He whispered to himself, "Taesung, if you want to touch me, Su Hanze, you must be prepared to pay the price in blood."

Su Hanze sat in front of the window. The night had completely fallen outside the window. The neon lights of the city cast a mottled light and shadow on the glass. He lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, as if playing a low song. In the smoke, his eyes fell on a document on the table, which was an investigation report on Zheng Mingan and Li Jian.

A Kuan knocked on the door and walked in, holding a cell phone in his hand with a cautious expression: "Brother Ze, Liu Jinggang sent a message that Li Jian's warehouse in Haibei Port will have a batch of goods loaded on the ship tonight. It is very likely that this is the key node for their smuggling."

Su Hanze exhaled a puff of smoke and said in a low and cold voice: "Are you sure? Is it the batch of goods we lost?"

Ah Kuan nodded. "It's not completely certain yet, but according to our informant, the serial number and quantity of that batch of goods are highly consistent with the goods we lost."

Su Hanze did not respond immediately. His eyes became more and more serious, as if he was weighing the pros and cons. He put out his cigarette butt in the ashtray, and his voice was full of unquestionable coldness and hardness: "Notify Liu Jing and have his people keep a close eye on the warehouse. Tonight, we will go and see it in person."

Ah Kuan was stunned for a moment, a little hesitant: "Brother Ze, your injury is not healed yet, this operation may be dangerous, how about I take someone with me?"

Su Hanze looked up at him, his eyes as sharp as a knife: "Danger? Since these people dare to touch my goods, it's already a life-and-death situation. I'm going to go there in person and let them know that this is not a game they can play."

Ah Kuan said nothing more and nodded quickly: "I will go and arrange the vehicles and personnel."

An hour later, several low-profile black Volkswagens quietly drove out of the center of Hong Kong Island, through the hustle and bustle of the city, and sped towards Haibei Port. The car was silent, with only the occasional mechanical prompt sound from the navigation system breaking the silence.

Su Hanze leaned back in his seat, tapping his fingers on the edge of the car window. His mind was racing with every detail of the operation. This operation was not only about recovering the goods, but also a psychological battle. He had to use practical actions to tell his opponents that anyone who challenged his bottom line would have to pay a price.

The convoy stopped outside Haibei Port, and Liu Jing's men had already ambushed nearby. After they briefly reported the situation around the warehouse, Liu Jing whispered, "Brother Ze, there are about a dozen people in the warehouse, and there are two trucks loading goods outside. Li Jian is here, but the goods have not yet been fully loaded on board."

Su Hanze nodded and glanced across the dimly lit warehouse in the distance: "Have you checked the serial numbers of the goods?"

Liu Jing took out a photo and handed it to him: "It has been confirmed, it is the batch of goods we lost."

Su Hanze took the photo, took a look at it, and threw it back to Liu Jing. His voice was low but fierce: "The operation begins, but remember, the goods must be retrieved intact. The goal is to control, not destroy."

Liu Jing nodded and quickly gave orders on the intercom. Several men who were lying in ambush immediately took action. They carefully crossed the open space outside the warehouse and quickly approached the target.

In the warehouse, Li Jian was standing in front of a pile of cargo boxes, directing his men to load the goods onto the truck. He was holding a cigarette, with a hint of pride in his expression: "Hurry up, this batch of goods must be shipped tonight. This is something that the big boss specifically requested. If you delay, no one will survive."

The men nodded repeatedly, working so hard that they were sweating profusely, without realizing that danger was approaching quietly.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise on one side of the warehouse, as if something was kicked over. Li Jian raised his head alertly and looked in the direction of the sound: "Who's there?"

His men also stopped what they were doing and looked around. But the next second, a deep command came from the darkness: "Don't move, hold your head and squat down."

As soon as he finished speaking, several strong lights suddenly shot in from all directions of the warehouse, blinding people. Then, several of Su Hanze's men quickly rushed into the warehouse, pointing their weapons at Li Jian and his men.

Li Jian was stunned for a moment, but he quickly reacted. He looked at Su Hanze who walked out of the light and shadow with an unpleasant expression, and said with gritted teeth: "Su Hanze, you actually came in person."

(End of this chapter)