Chapter 565: Equator

Previously, Chen Jiajun had learned from Mo Chou that many people in the underworld were dissatisfied with him and were preparing to cause him trouble.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Jiajun went directly to Mexico to give the local drug lords a face-to-face warning.

Or rather, those who were active in the underworld.

Chen Jiajun was no longer the person he once was, who had to be cautious in everything he did; he also no longer needed to care about the gaze of those intelligence agencies.

Ever since Brunei occupied the entire island of Kalimantan, it could be said that his wings had fully grown.

Now Chen Jiajun could arrogantly say: I do whatever I want!

Chen Jiajun continued, saying to Hua Jin Guziman: "I can kill Mario like a dog, and of course I can kill you the same way! So, what was the name of that pathetic alliance of yours again?"

Facing Chen Jiajun's direct humiliation, Hua Jin Guziman did not say a word.

As for the bodyguards beside him, their eyes were practically spitting fire at this moment.

Unfortunately, Dumu couldn't even be bothered to pay attention to such small fry.

A moment later, Hua Jin Guziman stood up and said: "I understand! I will no longer participate in this matter!"

Chen Jiajun sneered: "I hope you remember what you said. I don't want to come to Mexico a second time! If there is a next time, I will definitely make you damn drug traffickers die in a very artistic way!"

After finishing, Chen Jiajun slapped down two bills, then took his men and walked away.

He didn't even take the drug lords present, who were armed to the teeth, seriously.

He left Matamoros.

A few days later, an explosive piece of news spread throughout the entire underworld.

The notorious Gulf Cartel in Mexico had been wiped out by a mysterious person, and the leader, Mario Cardenas, had his head blown off by a single shot.

Subsequently, the entire Gulf Cartel fell into chaos.

Without the Zeta Squad, the Gulf Cartel was quickly targeted by the Mexican government forces, and several leaders were arrested.

With this, the Gulf Cartel, which had been established since the last century, became a thing of the past.

Originally, new drug trafficking organizations were established in Mexico every day, and old ones perished.

This was originally the most normal thing in the world.

But there were rumors that the guy who wiped out the Gulf Cartel this time was the same person who had taken out Pablo last time, and that he was a mysterious Asian.

This couldn't help but make people curious about what kind of power the other party had and what kind of background they possessed.

At almost the same time, in Albuquerque, New Mexico.

Inside the Salamanca Family's restaurant.

Hector learned this shocking news from his nephew, Lalo.

This caused Hector's blood pressure to rise somewhat.

As a gangster who had cooperated with the Gulf Cartel for a long time, he knew deeply how terrifying the Gulf Cartel was.

A massive force with 130,000 armed soldiers that could even contend with government forces.

It had vanished into thin air in just a few short days, so what was he, a gangster in the United States, worth? But since he was in the life, Hector had long expected such a day.

After putting down the newspaper, he began to enjoy his lunch.

Hector ate very slowly; he intended to enjoy every meal as if it were his last.

Unfortunately, after waiting for several days, he did not wait for anyone to come and take his life.

It seemed they intended to let him go, or rather, they simply disdained to take action against him.

But the truth was that Chen Jiajun had received a notification from Silva that there was a situation in Hong Kong.

So Chen Jiajun dropped his work in the United States and hurriedly rushed back to Hong Kong.

In Hong Kong, in the most prosperous commercial district of Central, an exercise was being held.

The content of the exercise was related to preventing biochemical leaks.

The scale of this exercise was very large, and Hong Kong's fire, medical emergency, and other departments were all cooperating fully.

But before the exercise had even ended, several police officers with credentials broke directly into the exercise site.

The leading police officer went straight to a middle-aged man wearing a mask and said: "Professor Zhao Zhiren, the police need you now!"

The professor known as Zhao Zhiren took off his mask, put on his glasses, glanced at the other party's credentials, and said: "Officer Li Yanming? The exercise hasn't ended yet!"

Li Yanming said directly: "Then your exercise... what is it for?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zhiren seemed to detect a different meaning and followed Li Yanming into the car.

After getting in the car, Zhao Zhiren asked very directly: "Why look for me? To be honest, I don't really like cooperating with your government departments. Everything you do is classified; how can I cooperate if I don't know anything?"

Li Yanming said calmly: "The South Korean National Intelligence Service suspects that one of their top wanted criminals, a man nicknamed 'Helios', and his assistant, Messenger, stole a Raw Material Sphere and a portable device in South Korea."

"According to reliable information from the US CIA, this weapon will be handed over in Hong Kong! South Korean experts are rushing to Hong Kong! Up until now, what I know, you know too!"

Zhao Zhiren said with some surprise: "These are all classified."

Li Yanming said calmly: "If I ask you to do something, you naturally have the right to know. You are a physics professor!"

By the time Chen Jiajun returned to Hong Kong, it was already a few days later.

Before he had even gotten off the plane, Chen Jiajun saw that Silva was already waiting at the airport.

Chen Jiajun said with some surprise: "What is it that made you so anxious to call me back?"

Silva looked around and then lowered his voice: "This is not the place to talk."

Chen Jiajun nodded, and then the two got into their car. After getting in, Silva handed a document directly to Chen Jiajun.

Chen Jiajun was somewhat surprised; after flipping through it, he discovered it was data on a weapon.

And it wasn't just an ordinary weapon, but a portable nuclear weapon codenamed DC8.

Silva rubbed his temples and said: "Just a few days ago, we intercepted intelligence from the CIA in Asia. This weapon was stolen from South Korea by that mysterious Helios!"

"Equator?" Chen Jiajun's brows furrowed instantly: "Does such a person really exist?"

Silva nodded and said: "I originally thought it was fake too, or perhaps a front for some faction! But now it seems, this Equator might truly exist."

Chen Jiajun asked with some confusion: "But the problem is, why would the Korean side have this kind of advanced weapon? Do they have that capability?"

Silva grinned and asked in return: "Heh, what do you think?"

"Damn it, it's those United States Gweilo again!" Chen Jiajun couldn't help but curse: "Why don't these troublemakers just die already!"

Silva said with a smile: "I reckon those CIA people are also tearing their hair out right now!"

"The important thing is, why the hell would they be trading in Hong Kong?" A cold light flashed in Chen Jiajun's eyes: "I remember this Equator, he seems to be one of the people in that alliance, right?"

Silva nodded: "Indeed, Equator specializes in the arms trade, and he is a guy who specifically deals in high-end weaponry; he is indeed very greedy for Hong Kong's transit capabilities!"

Chen Jiajun gritted his teeth and said viciously: "They are all looking for death! I just slaughtered a Mexico drug lord, and now they come jumping in front of me! I must grind these bastards to dust this time!"

Silva said helplessly: "But we don't even know who Equator is right now! This guy leaves very few traces; there is no way to track him!"

Chen Jiajun said coldly: "He has to show up for this trade, right?"

Silva shook his head and said: "Not necessarily, this Equator is very careful in his work, he usually has his Messenger handle things for him! If he really showed his face, he wouldn't be so hard to track!"

"Damn it!" Chen Jiajun cursed unhappily: "Even if I have to dig three feet deep, I will scrape these bastards out!"

"I think we can start from the buyer's side!" Silva suddenly said: "There really aren't many people who dare to buy this thing!"

Chen Jiajun took a deep breath to calm himself down and said: "That's right! It should be much easier to investigate starting from the source."

"Oh, right! The Hong Kong Police have also received this news! It seems they have set up some kind of Crisis Group!" Silva said with a smile: "But I see that the Hong Kong government doesn't seem to want to manage too much."

"Oh? How so?" Chen Jiajun asked with some curiosity.

Silva sneered and said: "The person with the highest rank in this Crisis Group is actually just a Chief Inspector!"

"Hmm?" Chen Jiajun touched his chin and immediately fell into deep thought: "This matter doesn't seem that simple!"

……

Li Yanming brought Professor Zhao Zhiren to the office location of the Crisis Group.

This place was underground, and one had to pass through multiple security checks before entering.

Li Yanming introduced: "This used to be the office location of the Hong Kong Police Political Department, and now it belongs to us!" After Zhao Zhiren passed the security check, he received an identification badge and was then invited into a conference room.

At this time, there were quite a few people in the conference room.

Li Yanming introduced a man wearing a uniform to everyone present: "This is Chief Inspector Wang Jianzhong. Besides me, he will have full authority to coordinate the operations of the Crisis Group!"

Wang Jianzhong stood up and said to everyone: "Everyone here, this group of underground buyers is very cunning. We have already locked onto two locations, and the Criminal Intelligence Bureau has already begun working!"

"Before we set off, I want to hear the assessment report from the Hospital Authority first!"

The person from the Hospital Authority said directly: "Wang sir, according to your preliminary risk assessment, our medical system may not be able to withstand it, but we will do our best!"

"Our documents from the Customs and Excise Department are also almost ready."

"Our fifty swimming pools from the Leisure and Cultural Services Department are also ready!"

"The Fire Services Department does not have enough bio-hazard equipment and manpower. In case something happens, it depends on how many people the police side can send to assist us. Still, as I said, we will do our best!"

Hearing these people's words, Zhao Zhiren sighed very obviously.

And Li Yanming, who was on the side, asked directly: "Is it that bad?"

Zhao Zhiren said with dissatisfaction: "You already saw it when you came to find me, didn't you? It's only worse!"

Li Yanming looked at Zhao Zhiren and said: "Do you have any opinions?"

Zhao Zhiren pondered for a moment, and the words he spoke were not so polite!

"Hello everyone, I am Zhao Zhiren, the consultant for this Crisis Group."

Zhao Zhiren picked up the document in his hand, scanned the crowd, and continued: "According to this document, it is quite correct for everyone to treat this matter with the mindset of the Daya Bay incident."

"DC8 is a handheld weapon developed unilaterally by the Korean side. No one knows how powerful it is! I personally think this weapon is extremely dangerous. Since our Hong Kong police friends are so confident in intercepting this deal, I will personally offer some suggestions to everyone!"

"During the interception process, absolutely do not let a bullet touch it. No one knows what will happen! At the very least, it will affect its stability. Once the interception is successful, it must be sent away immediately! Based on the safety of Hong Kong citizens as the criterion, the DC8 must absolutely not remain in Hong Kong!"

"If it explodes, then there is nothing left to say. Even if it leaks, given Hong Kong's current equipment and training levels, there is absolutely no way to cope with it. Once an accident occurs, the accountability will definitely not be as simple as everyone here saying 'we did our best' and then transferring to another department!"

Although Zhao Zhiren's words were not pleasant to hear, the facts were exactly as stated. Once this matter blew up, everyone present, one and all, would be in serious trouble.

……

For these past few days, Chen Jiajun hadn't even gone home.

And he was paying close attention to this matter.

After all, this matter was simply too big; if that so-called DC-8 were to explode in Hong Kong.

Then one could directly start a war.

This was something Chen Jiajun absolutely did not want to see.

His subordinate Information Organization was operating at full capacity; anyone who had the slightest connection to this matter would be targeted by the people of the Information Organization.

Just as Chen Jiajun was waiting for news, the phone suddenly rang.

After Chen Jiajun connected, he discovered it was actually a call from his close friend A Jie.

"You kid, I heard you've been looking for Equator lately?" A Jie didn't waste words and went straight to the point.

Chen Jiajun said with some surprise: "How did you know?"

A Jie said with a smile: "I discovered that whenever I went out to move goods recently, I was being watched. Besides the Information Officers under you, I don't think anyone else has this level of capability!"

"And after calculating based on the things that have happened in the underground world recently, I knew it was you, kid! Why? Is the situation very serious?"

Chen Jiajun said helplessly: "It's even more serious than you imagine! You are also an arms dealer; do you know which side is preparing to trade with Equator?"

Hearing Chen Jiajun's words, A Jie suddenly said: "I do recall one person; he might know some things! You can go ask him! But I am a bit curious, what exactly is that weapon that was stolen by Equator."

"What do you think?" Chen Jiajun asked in return.

A Jie gasped sharply: "It wouldn't really be that thing, would it?"

Chen Jiajun said helplessly: "Other things wouldn't make people this nervous! But damn it, it's actually a finished weapon!"

"I understand. I will tell you the moment I have any news!" A Jie did not dare to continue asking, so he could only say this and hurriedly hung up the phone.

This matter had already exceeded the capabilities of an arms dealer like him; he did not want to get himself involved in this.

Otherwise, he would face a full-scale crackdown.

After Chen Jiajun hung up the phone, Ilsa soon walked over: "Boss, a Mr. Song is here to see you! He says he is from your hometown!"

Hearing Ilsa's words, Chen Jiajun was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "Bring me over!"

Soon, Chen Jiajun met the long-unseen General Manager Song in the reception room.

"General Manager Song, I didn't expect you to come in person. Why didn't you notify me so I could pick you up?" Chen Jiajun shook hands with General Manager Song and said.

General Manager Song smiled and said: "The matter is urgent; it is the same if I come myself."

Hearing General Manager Song's words, Chen Jiajun could guarantee that General Manager Song must have come for the DC8.

After all, he had heard from Silva that this news first appeared back in the hometown.

Chen Jiajun watched General Manager Song staring at his secretary and knew what he was worried about, so he smiled and said to Ilsa: "Ilsa, go have someone bring two cups of tea, and don't let anyone else disturb us!"

Ilsa nodded: "Understood, Boss!"

After Ilsa left, General Manager Song said to Chen Jiajun with a strange expression: "You kid have become addicted to poaching people from MI6, haven't you? Even the secretary by your side is an MI6 Agent?"

Chen Jiajun smiled and said: "Some people are simply wasted staying at MI6; I am just putting waste to good use. Besides, Ilsa did me a small favor by tricking the CIA and MI6, and this is my promise to her."

General Manager Song nodded: "As long as you know what you are doing! Less small talk, you already know that the DC8 has arrived in Hong Kong, right?"

Chen Jiajun nodded and said with a headache: "Those Koreans are truly useless; they actually let someone steal this thing!"

General Manager Song shook his head and said: "This matter is not as simple as it looks!"

"Hm? There is an inside story?" Chen Jiajun said with some surprise.

Although he knew there must be something fishy about this, he did not expect General Manager Song to tell him directly.

Shouldn't this be a state secret?

Seeing Chen Jiajun's surprised expression, General Manager Song also said helplessly: "Remember the Z Storm case you handled last time?"

"I remember!" Chen Jiajun laughed at himself and said: "Although I helped avoid a lot of losses, we didn't get any credit for it!"

General Manager Song also said helplessly: "The situation in Hong Kong is more complex than I imagined. When the England Gweilo withdrew, they put a lot of effort into planting nails in Hong Kong!"

"This matter is of great importance, and I dare not trust the people in the Hong Kong government! So I didn't let them participate in this matter at all!"

Chen Jiajun said with a strange expression: "I was just saying, for such a big matter, they only sent one Chief Inspector!"

General Manager Song said helplessly: "Among the police top brass, except for Li Wenbin whom you recommended, I don't trust anyone else! And Li Wenbin is only a Superintendent now; although he has entered the top ranks, there is definitely no room for him to intervene in this matter, so I might as well not let them participate at all. It is better for both sides!"

Chen Jiajun understood that this was also a helpless approach.

This matter was too important, to the point that even General Manager Song dared not handle it lightly.

He could only exclude the unstable factors first to avoid causing greater losses.

Chen Jiajun thought for a moment and said: "What does General Manager Song need me to do?"

General Manager Song did not waste words, directly tapped the cup and said: "Stop the DC8 from being sent out!"

"Hm? Why?" Chen Jiajun said with some surprise: "Isn't it more dangerous to keep this thing in Hong Kong?"

General Manager Song said very calmly: "Not dangerous, not dangerous at all. As long as the other side doesn't want to start a war, then keeping the DC8 in our hands is the safest! We also have the most options!"

Chen Jiajun pondered for a while and understood what General Manager Song meant: "You mean... you intend to use this thing to negotiate with the United States?"

The DC8 was a mistake by the United States and its dog-son Korea; it would be a pity not to use such a big loophole to operate.

Moreover, according to General Manager Song, keeping this thing in his own hands naturally occupies the upper hand and can severely give the United States a hard time.

You must know that ever since the Soviet Union dissolved, the United States, as the boss, has not taken the Soviet Union seriously.

Instead, it has set its sights on the hometown, which is equally vast and developing rapidly.

Chen Jiajun even suspected that this DC8 leak incident might very well be something the United States is using to test the hometown.

So from the moment General Manager Song learned of this news, Chen Jiajun felt that the scale of this matter had been pulled to the peak! General Manager Song nodded at Chen Jiajun with a smile and said: "Talking to smart people is just convenient!"

Chen Jiajun pondered for a while and said: "That is not difficult, but right now we can't find that guy 'Equator' at all, and the item hasn't fallen into our hands either, so it is very hard for us to handle!"

General Manager Song said inscrutably: "No need to worry, they will deliberately deliver the item into the hands of the Hong Kong Police."

"Hm?" Chen Jiajun was stunned. (End of chapter)