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It was 2 a.m. in the county public security bureau compound.

The office building, which would normally have its lights off long ago, is now brightly lit, like a giant eye opening in the darkness.

The conference room was filled with smoke, and the air was so stuffy you could practically squeeze water out of it.

More than a dozen key criminal investigation and economic crime investigation personnel, who had been urgently called back from their beds, sat upright in their chairs, their eyes all focused on the front. The chill on their bodies had not yet dissipated.

Wang Jianguo stood in front of a huge map of Hongshi County, his face ashen.

He took off his police uniform jacket, leaving him only in a faded shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms.

"Comrades, I've called you all here so late at night because a huge case has occurred."

Wang Jianguo's voice wasn't loud, but it struck everyone's heart like a hammer blow.

"The forest farm, the Red Stone Forest Farm right under our noses, has been teeming with rats! And it's a whole nest of them!"

"This den of rats not only bleeds the nation dry, but now, in order to protect themselves, they've even turned their evil hand on a comrade who provided us with crucial clues, attempting to frame him and silence him!"

He did not mention Lu Qingshan's name, nor did he mention the account book.

Those present were all veteran police officers, and upon hearing the words "big rat" and "framing," they instantly understood the seriousness of the case.

"Chief, give the order!" A lean criminal investigation captain stood up, his eyes blazing with anger.

"Yes! These bastards deserve to be arrested to appease public anger!"

Wang Jianguo raised his hand and pressed it down, signaling everyone to be quiet.

"This operation is not called an arrest."

He picked up a red and blue pencil and drew two large circles on the map.

Xiushan Industrial Park, which encloses the western suburbs.

Another one enclosed the Red Stone Forest Farm.

"This operation is called a performance."

A cold smirk appeared on Wang Jianguo's lips. "The ringleader wants to be the director? We'll play along and see this play through. Once he's in the center of the stage, we'll close the net!"

"The operation will be divided into two groups!"

Wang Jianguo's pencil was heavily focused on the circle in the western suburbs.

"First group, led by myself. Target: Xiushan Industrial Park in the western suburbs. Depart within fifteen minutes and set up an ambush around the warehouse where the stolen goods are located."

His gaze swept across the entire room, and his voice suddenly became stern.

"Remember, this is a top-secret operation! Without my orders, even if a mouse escapes from the warehouse, it must be put back unharmed! We need irrefutable evidence, caught red-handed!"

Wang Jianguo turned to the side and glanced at Lu Qingshan, who was standing in the shadows in the corner.

"This comrade is familiar with the factory area and will guide us in. Everyone will follow his instructions."

A dozen sharp gazes simultaneously shot towards Lu Qingshan, filled with scrutiny and curiosity.

Lu Qingshan emerged from the shadows, his expression calm, and simply nodded slightly to the crowd.

Wang Jianguo moved his pencil to the location of Hongshi Forest Farm on the map.

"Second group, Deputy Captain Zhang, you will lead the team. Your task is to monitor."

"There are three targets: Gao Jianjun, deputy director of the forest farm; Li Jianye, head of the transportation section; and Sun Jianguo, deputy head of the security section."

"Before dawn, your men are to become breakfast vendors, street sweepers, and odd jobs waiting for customers. Keep a close watch on these three buildings!"

"They're definitely going to make a big move first thing tomorrow morning. I don't care if they go to the county committee or the forestry farm office building, who they meet, or what they say. Report to me via walkie-talkie immediately!"

"Did you all understand?"

"clear!"

A dozen police officers shouted in unison, their voices suppressed yet powerful, like muffled thunder before the Awakening of Insects.

No one asked any questions; once the order was given, it was executed.

The two groups immediately got up, checked their weapons, and collected walkie-talkies and camouflage clothing. The whole process was silent, with only the faint sound of metal clashing.

In less than five minutes, two box trucks painted with the green word "Post Office" silently drove out of the police station compound, one after the other, and disappeared into the deep night.

Lu Qingshan sat in Wang Jianguo's bumpy jeep, the headlights off, driving along the potholed dirt road only by the faint starlight.

A postal truck followed behind the jeep.

As they approached Xiushan Industrial Park, Lu Qingshan made a gesture, and the jeep turned into a grove of trees.

The large iron gate of the factory was silently pulled open from the inside.

Scarface Liu's face flashed through the crack in the door, and he nodded toward the jeep.

The postal truck slowly slid into the factory area and stopped in the shadow of the mountain of building materials.

The rear door of the carriage opened, and more than a dozen plainclothes police officers, moving nimbly, filed out.

Armed with Type 54 pistols and submachine guns, they quickly dispersed around Warehouse No. 3 under Lu Qingshan's guidance, using the messy piles of bricks, steel bars, and abandoned equipment in the factory area as cover.

Someone climbed up the tall pile of coal slag.

Someone crawled into half of the cement pipe.

Some people lay directly on the frozen, muddy ground, covered with tattered burlap sacks.

In less than ten minutes, a cordon consisting of more than a dozen elite police officers completely surrounded Warehouse No. 3.

On the other side...

Before dawn, everything outside the family quarters of Hongshi Forest Farm was as usual.

A stall selling soy milk and fried dough sticks was set up, and the owner rubbed his hands together, his breath steaming in the air.

Several "farmers" carrying loads of fresh vegetables squatted at the intersection, seemingly waiting for the first group of family members to come and buy vegetables.

No one knew that each of these seemingly ordinary morning market vendors carried a loaded pistol on their waist.

Their gazes, seemingly casual, were fixed intently on the windows of the cadre buildings not far away.

The sky was gradually brightening.

The pale dawn sky cast a hazy, cold light over the factory buildings in the western suburbs.

Xiushan Industrial, Warehouse No. 3, second floor.

Behind a broken window, Lu Qingshan and Wang Jianguo stood side by side.

The cold wind blew in through the hole, stinging people's cheeks.

"You little brat, you've got some nerve." Wang Jianguo handed Lu Qingshan a cigarette, lit one for himself, and took a deep drag.

"They dared to leave two train cars full of stolen goods in their own yard overnight, waiting for the other party to come to them."

Lu Qingshan did not accept the cigarette; his gaze was fixed on the distance.

"You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub."

Just then, a light came on in a window on the second floor of Gao Jianjun's house in the distance.

A blurry figure appeared at the window, stretched out a big yawn, the movement relaxed and comfortable.

Wang Jianguo picked up his binoculars and whispered, "It's Gao Jianjun. He got up very early."

Lu Qingshan didn't speak, he just watched quietly.

He could imagine that Gao Jianjun must be in a very good mood at this moment.

A carefully prepared guillotine is about to be drawn.

Time passed by, second by second.

Gao Jianjun paced back and forth in the room, seemingly waiting for something.

Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind.

He walked to the wardrobe and picked out a brand new, crisp, dark blue Zhongshan suit, fastening every button meticulously.

He stood in front of the mirror, carefully combing his already sparse hair, and then forcefully smoothing out every wrinkle on his collar.

After doing all this, he looked at himself in the mirror and a smug yet cruel smile appeared on his face.

He turned around, strode out of his house, and headed towards the forest farm's office building.

There, a trial he presumptuously believed to be his was about to begin.