Chapter 280: Give Credit Again

After Chen Mo returned to the bar, he fetched Shen Guodong, who had rested.

"I just negotiated a deal with arms dealer Zun Ni Wang for seven million worth of weapons.

But I don't want to pay the money, and I still want the goods; tell me, what should I do?"

Shen Guodong was stunned: "Mo Ge, are you trying to pull a double‑cross?"

"Exactly," Chen Mo said with a smiling nod.

In fact, a seven‑million arms deal is a big transaction for Zun Ni Wang, but it isn't a large sum for Chen Mo.

But, as the proverb says, ride a bicycle to the bar; save where you should, spend where you should.

That seven million could be saved entirely.

The main point is that Zun Ni Wang's arms depot at Mingxin Hospital can be handed to Old Huang, so he can use it to earn merit.

Chen Mo hasn't given Huang Bingyao credit for a long time.

In the last robbery at Jundu Hotel, because Chen Mo led men to eliminate most of the robbers and the hostages suffered few casualties, Huang Bingyao could have earned a major credit.

But that night, Chen Mo took the jewelry.

Although the responsibility didn't fall on Huang Bingyao, his credit was greatly reduced.

Let's make up for it this time, since there will be many more matters to involve Huang Bingyao in the future.

Regarding the double‑cross on Zun Ni Wang, Shen Guodong expressed concern: "Mo Ge, they deal in arms; if we hijack their goods, their retaliation could be severe."

Chen Mo was unfazed: "No problem, I have my own plan for this, so you don't need to worry.

You go handle another matter for me first."

"What matter?"

"Find a few people to tail Fang Ting and map out her daily movements."

"Fang Ting?" Shen Guodong was momentarily unsure who Fang Ting was.

Chen Mo explained: "She's Jiang Tiansheng's woman."

"Got it, I'll arrange it now."

After Shen Guodong left the office, Chen Mo took out his phone and called Huang Bingyao.

After exchanging the code words, Chen Mo used the same tone as before: "Old Huang, do you want credit or not?"

"Hm?" Huang Bingyao was initially stunned, then shouted profanities: "You damn *****, ****, ****......."

It seems the shadow Chen Mo cast on Huang Bingyao last time still lingers.

When Huang Bingyao calmed down, Chen Mo continued: "Don't be so worked up; if I hadn't warned you last time, those robbers would have escaped!

This time it's definitely a big credit; if you can handle it, you might even get promoted!"

"You talk about credit first, but if it's like last time, I'll smash your head!"

Huang Bingyao still hesitated to speak, fearing Chen Mo might launch a sudden attack like before.

Chen Mo teased: "Zun Ni Wang's arms depot—do you want it?"

"Zun Ni Wang? You found his arms depot?" Huang Bingyao's tone was full of surprise.

Zun Ni Wang has been on the police roster for a long time, but they've never located his depot or any trading leads, leaving them helpless.

Even with so many police, they found no clues; he doesn't believe Chen Mo could have information on Zun Ni Wang's depot.

"Of course it's real; otherwise why would I call you? Miss you?"

Hearing Chen Mo's affirmative reply, Huang Bingyao immediately switched tone: "Ah, my dear little brother, you truly are my own little brother, impressive!"

"Later I'll definitely introduce my daughter to you; we'll be family twice over!"

"Damn, don't even think about it," Chen Mo replied bluntly. "I always say a daughter stays with her dad; with your ugly face, your daughter should go to someone else."

"Fine, it's up to you! Where is Zun Ni Wang's arms depot?" Huang Bingyao no longer cared about Chen Mo calling him ugly; he just wanted the location.

"Does Mingxin Hospital know?"

"Yes, it's the hospital under Zun Ni Wang's name!"

"Mingxin Hospital has a basement; the entrance is in the morgue, and that basement is Zun Ni Wang's arms depot."

"Damn!" Huang Bingyao's head was feeling a bit dizzy.

Mingxin Hospital in Gangdao isn't a top‑tier hospital, but it still sees a considerable number of patients daily.

Patients and their families come and go daily, plus in‑patients, doctors, nurses and staff—there are definitely 1,800 people.

If, during the raid on the depot, Zun Ni Wang panics and makes a desperate move, it would be disastrous.

Chen Mo, of course, knew what Huang Bingyao was worried about, and kindly asked: "Old Huang, is it difficult to handle? Want me to think of a solution?"

Huang Bingyao hurried: "Hm? What solution do you have? Speak quickly!"

"For today and tomorrow, arrange dozens of police to pose as patients and get admitted to Mingxin Hospital, first to survey the environment and blend in with the patients.

The night after tomorrow, I'll first lure Zun Ni Wang away. Then have someone set off some smoke and fire in the hospital to create chaos, so the police hidden among the patients can evacuate them and leave the hospital.

After that, arrange the Flying Tigers to slip in during the fire alarm and sweep the hospital, taking everyone out—how does that sound?"

Huang Bingyao fell silent, beginning to contemplate the feasibility of Chen Mo's plan.

Chen Mo's scheme is indeed workable; if Zun Ni Wang isn't at Mingxin Hospital, an inside‑outside assault could create chaos and perhaps control the entire hospital without harming ordinary patients, allowing the depot to be seized.

However, time is a bit tight.

"Can we change the timing? Arranging dozens of patients to enter the hospital and having the Flying Tigers pose as a fire alarm requires me to file reports and hold meetings—at least four or five days. Two days is too tight!"

"No, it's the night after tomorrow; otherwise think of another plan!"

Huang Bingyao suddenly came to his senses.

"You damn fool, why must it be the night after tomorrow? Also, how will you lure Zun Ni Wang away?

Did you buy arms from him?"

The more Huang Bingyao spoke, the more uneasy he felt.

"Damn, you deadbeat, are you planning to double‑cross me and make me clean up after you? You son of a bitch, I was just wondering why you're so kind to hand me credit."

"Where are you now? I'm going there right now to smash your head!"

On the phone, Chen Mo was rather surprised—Huang Bingyao had become clever!

"Calm down, calm down a bit, Huang Sir! Tell me, does this count as me helping you lure Zun Ni Wang away, and can you claim merit?"

Huang Bingyao wasn't diverted by Chen Mo and kept pressing, "What are you buying weapons for? Are you planning to stir up trouble?"

"Huang Sir, rest assured, I will never cause trouble in Gangdao; I'm a law‑abiding good citizen."

"That's all I have to say; the night after tomorrow I'll lure Zun Ni Wang away, and you'll deal with the rest yourself. Bye!"

After finishing, Chen Mo hung up the phone.

On the other end, Huang Bingyao hadn't yet reacted and was still shouting into the phone, "Hello, hello, what time is it?"

"Hello! You damn deadbeat! You didn't tell me what time the night after tomorrow is!"