Reborn in 78, I made my fortune by working in the mountains, supporting three families on my own.

Qin Bowen grew increasingly panicked and couldn't help but lower his voice anxiously, "Brother-in-law, why is there still no movement? Could it be that the two thieves who stole the musk pouch sensed something was wrong and ran away ahead of time?"

Zhao Lei was also on tenterhooks; he did have this concern.

Several groups of people are now watching this batch of stolen goods. If the other party has any sense or common sense and realizes something is wrong, they will most likely make a quick getaway.

This is the worst possible outcome.

But Zhao Lei remained calm and steadied himself.

After working so hard for so many days, the clues finally came together. Even if I'm unlucky, I shouldn't have failed completely at the last minute.

"Don't rush, wait a little longer."

Sure enough, not long after, a figure moved at the restaurant entrance.

Qin Dajun led a few brothers in and walked in quickly. He stood at the door and looked around. He immediately spotted Zhao Lei and Qin Bowen sitting by the window and led his men forward.

"Brother-in-law! Bowen!"

Zhao Lei immediately looked up: "Dajun, you've finally arrived! How did it go? Did you find the person?"

Qin Dajun stepped aside and pulled out a sharp-looking young man with a crew cut from behind him, quickly introducing him: "Brother-in-law, this is my brother, the one with the crew cut. He's the one who witnessed those two people shipping the goods today!"

Zhao Lei's spirits lifted instantly, his eyes lighting up: "You really saw him? Brother, have a seat! You've had a long journey!"

The man with the buzz cut was very polite and quickly nodded in greeting, "Hello, Brother Lei."

"Brother Lei, I was staking out behind the Jinxiu Textile Factory and I did see two men acting suspiciously, circling around and asking people about the purchase price of musk."

Zhao Lei immediately pressed, "What do they look like? Describe their build and appearance in detail."

"Neither of them is very tall; they look short and stocky. I don't know either of them."

Zhao Lei quickly went through everyone he knew in his mind, but couldn't match them up at all.

He had absolutely no recollection of either of those faces.

"Since you saw it, why didn't you just arrest them?"

The man with the crew cut explained, "Brother Lei, I only heard them discussing the price of musk. I didn't see them take out a musk pouch from beginning to end. Since I didn't catch them red-handed or see any stolen goods, I didn't dare to act rashly. If I arrested the wrong person or alerted them, it would only make things worse."

Zhao Lei nodded, inwardly approving.

Xiaoping was clear-headed and did not act impulsively; he did the right thing.

Where are those two people now?

Before the crew-cut guy could speak, Qin Dajun interjected, "I've had Liu Erwa secretly follow behind and keep an eye on things. A few of us will come over and meet up with you first."

Hearing this, Zhao Lei felt completely reassured.

Now, we have deployed multiple surveillance measures on our side, with people keeping watch and lying in ambush; it's practically an inescapable net.

This time, those two thieves will definitely have no chance of escaping!

Zhao Lei immediately raised his hand: "Alright, everyone's been busy all morning and must be tired. Sit down and eat! Order whatever you like, good wine and good food. We'll wait for news after we finish eating!"

No one declined, and they all took their seats.

They ordered food in a lively atmosphere and ate while quietly waiting for Su Minggui's final message.

After finishing their meal, everyone was leaning back in their chairs, smoking and chatting.

Just then, a young man, whom we didn't recognize, ran quickly into the restaurant. He looked around as if he was looking for someone.

The young man's eyes swept across the entire area, finally locking onto Zhao Lei, and he immediately rushed over.

"Excuse me, are you Brother Zhao Leilei?"

"I am."

The young man quickly said, "Brother Lei, Uncle Su Minggui sent me to deliver this message! He wants you to immediately take your men to the stall in the southeast corner of the black market! The goods have been matched, we can start making our move!"

boom!

Zhao Lei felt a huge weight lifted off his shoulders, and his face was filled with ecstasy!

We finally caught them!

"Let's go! Everyone, follow me!!"

Everyone stood up instantly and stubbed out their cigarettes.

Without saying a word, the group rushed out of the state-run restaurant and headed straight for the southeast corner of the black market!

The group moved quickly and surged into the southeast corner of the black market.

This is the busiest time of day for the black market, with crowds of people and numerous vendors.

Su Minggui had been waiting by the corner stall for a long time, his eyes fixed on two short, dark, and thin young men not far away.

The two men were short, dark-skinned, and had sleazy figures. They stood by the stall with shifty eyes and a thieving look on their faces, clutching their cloth bags tightly in their hands, looking like they had a guilty conscience.

Seeing Zhao Lei arrive with a large group of people, Su Minggui nodded slightly and gestured with his eyes, indicating that it was the two of them.

"Let's do it!"

Zhao Lei gave a low shout.

Qin Dajun, Qin Bowen, and the others rushed forward instantly, flanking the two short, stocky young men from both sides and trapping them firmly in a corner of the stall.

The two were so frightened that they froze, their legs went weak, and all color drained from their faces. They were completely stunned.

They never dreamed that their secret attempt to sell stolen goods would lead to them being caught red-handed.

With all escape routes blocked, there was no way to run away. He was pinned down by the crowd and couldn't move.

Su Minggui stepped forward, his gaze cold and sharp, and began his interrogation:

"Show me the item. Top-grade musk sac, you've got some nerve."

The two young men were trembling with fear, but they stubbornly insisted on their story:

"What...what musk sac? We don't know anything about it! This is a forest musk deer that we hunted and caught ourselves, and we got it ourselves! It's perfectly legal!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Lei immediately let out a cold laugh.

Su Minggui, a seasoned veteran of the underworld, saw through their blatant lies at a glance.

He stepped forward, his imposing presence overwhelming, and pressed him in a deep voice:

"You caught it yourself in the mountains? Fine, then let me ask you. Which mountain did you catch it from? When did you catch it? Musk deer are naturally wary and extremely alert. How could you two laymen catch an adult, live musk deer with its sac still attached?"

"How was the musk sac removed? Was it removed while the animal was alive or after death? What did the incision look like? How was it treated?"

A barrage of technical questions rained down on them, and the two short, dark-skinned young men instantly panicked.

They were just low-level errand runners selling stolen goods, completely ignorant of the intricacies of hunting and harvesting musk deer; they were simply sent on short notice to deliver the goods.

At first, he could manage to make up some nonsense, but the further he went, the more holes he found in his answers, and his statements became incoherent.

They talked about West Mountain one minute and Back Mountain the next.

As he spoke, he broke out in a cold sweat, and the back of his clothes was soaked through.

His eyes darted away, his mouth trembled, and the more he tried to make things up, the more chaotic and disorganized his story became.

People who were strolling around or buying goods at stalls near the black market all gathered around when they heard the commotion.

A large crowd gathered to watch the spectacle, pointing and discussing amongst themselves.

As the number of people increased, continuing the interrogation on the black market risked leaking information and attracting attention, which could lead to trouble.

Zhao Lei immediately ordered, "Dajun, take them away! Don't let them block the way!"

Qin Dajun and his men immediately responded, two on each side, and directly lifted up the two timid and cowardly thieves, half-dragging and half-pulling them out of the black market.

We headed straight for Deng Canghai's large cement warehouse.