The evil dragon has been released from prison; it will only kill, not save!

Meng Xiaotian took a breath.

Two minutes.

"Does it start counting from when it can no longer detect a pulse?"

"right."

Qin Hao gripped the shielding bag tightly.

"The shielding bag can block the signal, but the chip itself can no longer detect your pulse. Has it started its countdown now?"

Meng Xiaotian raised his head and looked at Qin Hao.

"You are very smart."

Answer me.

"The chip has two modes. One is triggered when the pulse is interrupted for two minutes, and the other is triggered when the signal is blocked for more than 48 hours."

"You only mentioned the first one before."

"Because you didn't ask about the second option."

A vein bulged on the back of Qin Hao's hand.

"What's the situation now?"

"The pulse interruption mode was theoretically triggered after the chip was removed from the body—but I activated the delay protocol with my mind thirty seconds before the surgery. The delay was forty-eight hours."

"Mind activation?"

"The chip has a biological neural interface, and my brainwaves can issue simple commands to it. This is the Heavenly Fiend Alliance's insurance mechanism—to allow assassins to delay triggering in special circumstances."

Qin Hao stared at him.

"So the current countdown is forty-eight hours. From when does it start?"

"From the moment the chip left the body, that is—" Meng Xiaotian glanced at the clock on the wall, "one hour ago."

Qin Hao took a step back.

"Forty-seven hours and eight minutes."

"Yes." Meng Xiaotian closed his eyes. "Within forty-seven hours, you must obtain the transmitter in the port area and use it to send a spoofed, normal heartbeat signal to the provincial capital's base station. Otherwise—"

Qin Hao turned and left the recovery room, walking three times faster than when he came in.

Fang Jiuming greeted them in the corridor.

"Master—"

"Tonight's operation has been brought forward."

Fang Jiuming was taken aback.

"Make our move at 6 PM and take over the warehouse before dark."

"Six o'clock? If we do it during the day, the nearby residents and passersby—"

"Have Wei Shiyue bring the people over there, and get the outer perimeter secured. I want that transmitter in front of me in six hours."

Fang Jiuming did not hesitate any longer.

"Yes."

Qin Hao dialed Jiang Qingqian's number.

"The operation in the port area has been moved up to 6 PM today. Can you coordinate with that?"

"Yes. The perimeter surveillance cameras are already set up, and I'll move the personnel there now."

"There's a crucial point—the transmitter in the warehouse's basement. Once I get it, I need someone with telecommunications engineering skills to help me reset the signal on-site. Do you have a suitable person?"

Jiang Qingqian thought for two seconds.

"Yes. I have someone under me who used to work in the military communications department, and he's very skilled."

"Take him with you."

"clear."

Qin Hao hung up the phone and looked at the time on his phone.

1:02 PM.

There are less than five hours left before the operation.

He took a breath and dialed Lin Chutang's number.

"I might be back very late tonight. Don't wait up for me."

"Something else?"

"Um."

"What time will you be back?"

"Uncertain, maybe in the middle of the night."

Lin Chutang didn't ask any further questions.

"Then I'll put some porridge in a thermos for you."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Hao put it back in his pocket.

Forty-seven hours.

enough.

……

At 3 p.m., Qin Hao went over the final plan for the Hong Kong operation with Wei Shiyue and Fang Jiuming in the conference room on the second floor of the private clinic.

The route, division of labor, and emergency plan were all finalized within half an hour.

The two accepted the order and split up to prepare.

Qin Hao sat alone in the conference room, reviewing the warehouse internal structure diagram that Jiang Qingqian had sent him.

The ground floor of Warehouse No. 3 is the storefront of a scrap metal recycling station, covering approximately 200 square meters.

There is an iron gate at the back of the shop, and a staircase behind the iron gate leads to the basement level—the basement space is about 60 square meters, a single-story structure, with no second exit.

The transmitter is underground.

The four guards on the ground are visible.

Whether there are people underground is currently unconfirmed.

In the worst-case scenario, there are two or three people underground as well.

Total troop deployment: Wei Shiyue led twelve men to break through from the front, while Fang Jiuming led four men to block the back alley and flanks.

Jiang Qingqian's people were responsible for the outer perimeter blockade and communication support.

Sixteen against four—or sixteen against seven.

More than enough.

Qin Hao put away the blueprints and was about to send Wei Shiyue a final confirmation message when his phone rang first.

Gu Zhaoning.

"What is it?"

"Qin Hao, there's something I need to tell you." Gu Zhaoning's voice was very low, as if she were avoiding someone. "After Xu Jihan left, my mother and I had a fight."

"What's all the noise about?"

"She felt I shouldn't have embarrassed Xu Jihan in front of everyone. She said the Xu family had a lot of influence in the provincial capital, and if I didn't give them face, how would I ever get married?"

Qin Hao leaned back in his chair.

"Does your mother want you to marry Xu Jihan?"

"She thought Xu Jihan was a good catch—his family background, education, looks, and personality were all impeccable. He pursued me for two years without giving up, so he was very sincere."

"And you?"

"If I were interested in him, I would have agreed two years ago."

Qin Hao did not respond.

Gu Zhaoning remained silent for a few seconds.

"I'm not calling to complain to you. I have something serious to say—Xu Jihan said something to my mom when he left, and she let it slip during our argument just now."

"What did you say?"

He said, "Don't worry, Auntie, I'll find out more about Qin Hao. Someone without a medical license dared to use acupuncture on Uncle Gu; this can't be left like this."

Qin Hao tapped the table twice.

"He's investigating me?"

"Yes, that's exactly what my mom said."

"Who is Xu Jihan?"

"The Xu family owns the Xu Group in the provincial capital. Their main businesses are medical devices and biopharmaceuticals, with annual revenue of approximately 8 billion yuan. Xu Jihan is the only son in the family and the vice president of the Xu Group."

"Okay, I understand."

Just as Qin Hao was about to hang up, Gu Zhaoning spoke again.

"Qin Hao".

"Um?"

"You didn't need to be so direct at my house today...

"What?"

"What you said to Xu Jihan... He's still a guest, no matter what, you should have just told him to leave—"

"He's in the way."

"...I know, but—"

"Gu Zhaoning," Qin Hao switched the phone to his other ear, "Your dad is lying there, his heart rate could fluctuate at any moment. I need absolute quiet and focus when I'm giving him acupuncture. If there's someone standing next to me watching, every second I'm distracted increases the risk to your dad."

"This has nothing to do with whether the attitude is good or bad—"

"Attitude doesn't matter, life does."

Gu Zhaoning remained silent.

Several seconds passed.

"All right."

"Prepare the medicine exactly as I told you, don't be lazy. See you in three days."

"Um."

Qin Hao hung up the phone and put it in his pocket.

Xu Jihan wants to investigate him?

Search freely.

Qin Hao is officially the chairman of Haofan Group.

The Xu family can investigate if they want; they'll only become more cowardly if they find out.

After thinking for a while, Qin Hao still called Jiang Qingqian.

"Could you help me investigate the relationship between the Xu Group in the provincial capital and Longhai? Are there any cross-shareholdings, joint investments, or private dealings?"

When do you need it?

"The sooner the better."

"it is good."