Chapter 664

Before getting in the car, Yu Dazhang specifically sought out the security guard who had taken his cigarette earlier.

"Name?"

"Wang Jiangyuan."

"Your position in the security team?"

"Security team leader."

Not just an ordinary guard… Yu Dazhang said coldly:

"We need your cooperation. Later, help us call the people inside the villa out—think of a reason now. Do you understand?"

The security team leader clearly looked like a seasoned veteran, showing no sign of nervousness; he nodded repeatedly:

"Understood, don't worry, I've got plenty of reasons—I'll definitely get them to come out."

Yu Dazhang stared at him, still a bit uneasy.

"The people inside are all human traffickers. I think you can grasp that."

He tried his best to avoid a threatening tone, but the meaning was clear.

There's a word for it: greed blinds.

Some people truly do stupid things for small favors, so Yu Dazhang had no choice but to remind him this way.

Indeed, the moment the security team leader heard the words "human traffickers," his expression changed instantly.

"We have human traffickers living here?!" he exclaimed in shock.

After a brief moment of astonishment, he quickly regained his composure and assured:

"I'll cooperate fully—I'll definitely get them to come out."

Since the villa's location had been scouted ahead of time, they soon arrived at the villa gate from the security booth.

To avoid drawing attention, Yu Dazhang ordered that only one vehicle enter the villa's surveillance range; all others must remain stationed twenty meters away.

After getting out of the car, the security team leader walked straight to the side of the gate.

He pressed the doorbell, then deliberately stepped back half a step, positioning his face directly in front of the doorbell's camera.

"What is it?"

A man's voice came from the speaker above the doorbell.

From his tone, it was clear he recognized the security team leader and was familiar with him—otherwise he wouldn't have identified him at once.

"The property management has issued a remote alarm device to each homeowner."

The security team leader pulled out a black box from his pocket and waved it in front of the camera:

"From now on, just press the button, and our security booth will receive the alarm signal immediately. Management ordered us to deliver them to every house tonight."

At this moment, Yu Dazhang was not in the car near the gate, because he had self-awareness.

Operations requiring sudden raids were not suited to someone of his build.

Yet even from twenty meters away, he could clearly see what the security team leader held in his hand.

He remembered clearly—it was the radio the security team leader had slipped into his pocket right before getting in the car.

Are you wondering why, in 2015, with smartphones everywhere, anyone still listened to radios?

Even ten years later, in 2025, radios had not disappeared.

Radio stations were still thriving.

Radio broadcasts used wireless signals transmitted and received through atmospheric waves.

Atmospheric waves were far more reliable than the internet.

No country in the world dared claim it could shut down broadcast television and switch entirely to the internet.

In 2015, few security booths had Wi-Fi installed; listening to the radio naturally became the main entertainment.

He's a real talent… Yu Dazhang suddenly realized he'd underestimated the security team leader.

He had already thought up the excuse before getting in the car—and even used the radio as a prop on the spot.

"Wait a moment—I'll send someone to get it."

The person inside didn't suspect a thing.

First, the security team leader's identity was genuine, and he was well known to those inside.

Second, the excuse about delivering alarm devices was perfectly plausible.

Soon after, the villa's inner door opened, and a young man stepped out, walked to the gate, pulled it open, and extended his hand to the security team leader.

At the same time, Yu Dazhang picked up the walkie-talkie and said quickly:

"Action!"

At the gate, the security team leader placed the radio into the young man's hand—but did not let go, and asked calmly:

"Do you know how to use it?"

"I…" The young man had just opened his mouth when a hand suddenly reached from beside the door and clamped over his mouth.