Chapter 280: Breaking the Dangerous Situation at the Station

Facing his alert opponent, He Yuzhu did not rashly make a move; he simply kept his head down and continued picking up trash, while his mind raced, connecting the clues before him.

A thought flashed like lightning: the man with the briefcase was drenched in sweat, which was certainly not the demeanor of a death squad member.

His hand clutching the remote control was trembling slightly, in a posture like someone holding a hot potato—if he hadn't been driven to a dead end, he would never have pressed it.

This person was perhaps just a coerced demolition technician, specifically responsible for placing the explosives.

Having figured this out, He Yuzhu felt a sudden sense of clarity.

In weather of over twenty degrees, the man was thinly dressed yet drenched in sweat; there must be a monitor behind him forcing him, and a moment of hesitation could cost him his life.

He immediately activated the system scanning, and sure enough, he locked onto two armed secret agents in the waiting hall: one behind the man to the side, and one directly in front, both staring fixedly at that briefcase.

A countermeasure formed instantly: first eliminate the two nails monitoring him, then deal with the man carrying the bag—since he valued his life, he would never easily press the button; he was merely looking for a chance to get rid of it and run.

Under the cover of the crowd, He Yuzhu kept his head down and silently closed in on the agent to the side and rear.

Although the team members did not understand why, they followed tacitly.

That agent was only focused on staring at the target, completely unaware that danger was descending.

With a thought from He Yuzhu, the opponent's sidearm and dagger were instantly collected into his space.

He whispered instructions to his team members: "Keep a close eye on the person wearing the hat, don't alert the enemy. As soon as my whistle blows, subdue him immediately, leave two people to guard, and the rest follow me."

After settling the two monitoring team members, He Yuzhu took a wide detour and slowly approached the other person—judging by his bearing, he should be the leader, exceptionally alert, with his hand constantly tucked in his pocket gripping the gun handle.

What shocked him even more was that the system showed the opponent had another remote control in his hand! This meant that as long as the demolitionist didn't obey, the opponent would detonate it directly, making him perish together with them.

He Yuzhu couldn't think of a way for a moment, and just at this time, a four or five-year-old boy passed by bouncing a ball.

A bright idea struck him, and he took the ball and threw it toward the agent.

The agent turned his head abruptly, saw it was just a child playing, let out a sigh of relief, bent down to pick up the ball and threw it back, even winking at the boy to show goodwill.

In that fleeting moment, the gun and remote control in his pocket had already vanished.

The little boy took the ball and smashed it toward He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu caught the ball, then made a gesture to several of his subordinates.

Several team members immediately followed that agent.

He Yuzhu threw the little ball back to the little boy, and the little boy looked at the person picking up trash with a face full of anger.

He walked straight toward the man with the briefcase—at this moment, the man was sitting on a bench, trembling as he pulled out a cigarette, striking several matches before lighting it, and taking a few greedy puffs.

Afterwards, he used his heel to slowly push the briefcase under the chair, stood up, and walked quickly toward the outside.

He Yuzhu did not chase, only signaled his subordinates to follow, while he himself walked to the bench and sat down, using his space to collect the detonators inside the bag, but he did not move the briefcase itself.

He had to leave an explanation for the brothers. Otherwise, if everyone had been busy for half a day and didn't even see the explosives, it wouldn't be easy to explain.

On the other side, the agent leader reached out to touch his gun, but touched nothing, and when he touched for the remote control, it was also nowhere to be found.

Just as he was stunned, he caught a glimpse of the man with the briefcase having walked far away, and he shouted: "Zhu Quan, detonate!"

Before his voice had faded, two team members instantly pressed him to the ground, and almost simultaneously, the other two groups also acted in synchronization; in less than a minute, all three involved personnel were captured.

He Yuzhu escorted the people back to the Military Control Commission, and Tian Dan came to greet him with a face full of smiles, but when she saw that large bag of yellow explosive, cold sweat instantly soaked her back. "Thanks to you this time, after the ceremony, I'll treat you to a meal!"

"Sister Dan is too kind, this is what I should do!"

After Tian Dan's emergency interrogation, the truth came to light: the "demolitionist" with the briefcase was not a Military Statistics Bureau agent, but a demolition technician from the Datong Coal Mine, whose wife and children were controlled by the agents, forcing him to participate in the operation; that crucial warning letter was exactly what he had risked his life to send.

Upon learning the inside story, Tian Dan felt a lingering fear, patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder and said: "I'll record a great merit for you this time!"

He Yuzhu laughed: "Sister Dan, these three days have exhausted me, whether there's a merit or not doesn't matter, just give me two days off."

"No problem! But you have to speed up the progress on that security inspection system; it still needs to be tested before it's officially used." Tian Dan did not forget to remind him.

"Rest assured, I already have the concept, and I'll finish the design blueprints in these two days." He Yuzhu agreed full of confidence.

As soon as he returned home, he saw He Yushui busy helping Wang Xiaomi, Li Dahua, and Xiaoqi move—this was Wang Xia fulfilling her promise; the forty million He Yuzhu paid had finally helped his few subordinates get housing, which, thinking about it, was quite worth it.

He picked up He Yushui and asked in a low voice: "How do the people in the courtyard view these three families moving into new houses?"

He Yushui leaned into his ear and whispered: "The old woman of the Jia Family started cursing early in the morning, and she hasn't stopped calling our family's Xiao Hei a little beast!"

"What about the others?"

"Yan Jiecheng's father said he wanted to find the Military Control Commission to apply for a house, and Liu Guangqi's mother wasn't happy either, staring at every house in the west courtyard." He Yushui reported chattering away.

Shen Guizhi entered the room and saw the siblings whispering, and curiously asked: "What are you talking about? So mysterious."

"It's a secret!" He Yuzhu winked.

He Yushui giggled and ran away.

Early the next morning, He Yuzhu headed straight for Liu Rusi's house.

Liu Rusi was eating breakfast, picked up an egg and rolled it back and forth on the table, then said with a hint of reproach: "I haven't even seen a shadow of you lately, which sister did you go to find again?"

"Look at what you're saying, I've been doing scientific research!" He Yuzhu said, handing over a set of security inspection equipment blueprints.

Liu Rusi took them and studied them for a long while, then frowned and said: "What is this thing used for? I've never seen it."

"In places like train stations and the Great Hall, one must always check if anyone is carrying weapons. As long as this thing detects iron, it will automatically sound an alarm!" He Yuzhu explained.

"It's a good thing, it could even be sold abroad." Liu Rusi's eyes lit up.

"Sister is still the smart one, I thought of the same thing as you. But this thing is easy to be imitated, so we have to keep the costs down." He Yuzhu added.

"Good, I'll arrange for production immediately." Liu Rusi agreed with swift and decisive action.

He Yuzhu also peeled an egg for himself, took a bite, and looked up at Liu Rusi: "Sister, looking at your furrowed brows, did you run into some troublesome matter?"

Liu Rusi sighed lightly, her tone carrying a bit of exhaustion: "Shen Shichang is not very settled in the United States, he has organized quite a few people, and has repeatedly tried to intervene in the management of the shipping company. Zhao Ying told me that he is still privately helping them raise funds over there."

Hearing this, He Yuzhu also sighed: "It seems we were too lenient with him before. But for this matter, there really isn't a good way for the time being."

Liu Rusi said with deep concern: "When I am there, I can still suppress him, but if I am not there, I'm afraid Zhao Ying... really won't be able to control the situation."

"Sister, as long as you can bring yourself to do it, trick him back to Hong Kong, and I'll have Jin Hai deal with him." He Yuzhu said.