Chapter 735: He Will Come Tonight

“Military what?” Gu Dingwen urged immediately.

From his tone, he had also noticed something was off.

“Was it a military school or a sports school?”

Zhang Jiangke’s voice carried doubt, as if struggling to recall, but he quickly continued:

“I can’t quite remember—it doesn’t matter. As long as they’re from some school and meet your criteria, that’s fine.”

Good job faking it… Yu Dazhang, hearing him cover it up, finally let out the breath he’d been holding.

This was asking for trouble.

He now regretted having tested Zhang Jiangke earlier.

Clearly, his so-called test had been taken seriously by Zhang Jiangke, who had already convinced himself those girls were from the armed police.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have blurted it out.

“Do you have photos or videos?”

Gu Dingwen didn’t press further—his attention was entirely on the girls:

“Send them to me. I need to see them first.”

Yu Dazhang had anticipated this request, so yesterday he’d already secured a warehouse and taken photos of the seven girls inside.

He’d also copied Zhang Qian’s method, installing surveillance cameras both inside and outside the warehouse, to ensure no flaws showed during the handover.

“I actually had them take photos—wait a moment.”

After a short while,

Gu Dingwen’s voice came through:

“Good. You did well. These are exactly the girls I need.”

His voice carried satisfaction and excitement:

“Give me the address. I’ll send someone to pick them up right now.”

I never told him the address… Yu Dazhang suddenly remembered—he hadn’t given Zhang Jiangke the warehouse’s location.

But he wasn’t worried. Zhang Jiangke had countless ways to deflect this; that old fox was cunning enough to handle Gu Dingwen easily.

“Before that, I think we should discuss payment first.”

Zhang Jiangke’s tone grew serious:

“I’ve done what you asked. Now it’s your turn to fulfill your promise. Before handing them over, you must pay first.”

He immediately added:

“Old Gu, it’s not that I don’t trust you—it’s just that the sum is too large, and you yourself promised this transaction would be paid in full, no delayed balance.”

Bringing up money now was timely, aligned with Zhang Jiangke’s usual style, and conveniently delayed the handover.

“If I pay you the full amount upfront, will you still hand them over?”

Gu Dingwen remained cautious, replying in a haggling tone:

“I’ll pay you half as deposit. Once they’re picked up, I’ll immediately pay the remaining half.”

Unconsciously, he had fallen into Zhang Jiangke’s rhythm.

“No. Half is too little.”

As Zhang Jiangke made his demand, he smoothly outlined the handover procedure:

“Pay seventy percent first. Once I receive it, I’ll send you the address immediately. After you collect them, pay the remaining thirty percent.”

“Old Gu, I’m being very sincere. Don’t forget—you still haven’t paid me the balance from last time.”

It seemed those final words did the trick. Gu Dingwen hesitated no longer and agreed outright:

“Fine, it’s settled. I’ll arrange the transfer right away—it should hit your account in ten minutes. Just send the address to my QQ then.”

With that, he ended the video call.

Yu Dazhang glanced at the laptop on the desk—the video window was already closed.

He removed his headphones and asked the technician in front of the computer:

“Has the IP address changed?”

“No,” the officer shook his head.

“The location hasn’t moved. Still Building 3 in that residential complex.”

Too cautious… Yu Dazhang had thought Gu Dingwen would lower his guard during the second video call, but he’d still used a proxy IP.

Someone once said online that anyone who’s traveled abroad returns noticeably shrewder.

That’s not universally true, but traveling does broaden one’s horizons and experience, naturally sharpening one’s thinking.

Gu Dingwen was proof of that.