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Ireland is a country in Europe, referring to its land area without any derogatory implications. When Jufeng first saw this country on the map, he was puzzled, wondering why terrorists would choose to establish themselves here.
However, upon arriving, Jufeng began to understand. Looking at the streets filled with handsome men and beautiful women, along with the expensive cars racing by, he realized the benefits of local consumption.
Clearly, this was not a place for construction; rather, it served as a hub for selling stolen goods. Naturally, such activities would prefer an open and affluent location; otherwise, the weapons produced by terrorists would likely pile up here.
Jufeng arrived as a tourist, and a broke one at that. Coming out of the airport, he carried no decent luggage—just casual sportswear with no pockets to speak of.
Even the taxi drivers seemed wary of him, fearing he might ask for a ride. They were anxious to avoid being called upon by Jufeng, as refusing a fare would be their fault.
Strolling through this foreign land, Jufeng felt much lighter in spirit. No one recognized him here; he could walk freely without worry or fear of hidden threats catching him off guard.
After wandering around for a while and crossing two streets from the airport, he found himself in front of a broadleaf forest. He walked along the edge of the forest for about fifteen minutes and arrived at a residential area that lacked towering skyscrapers.
Searching for a place to sit down and have a drink, Jufeng didn’t recognize any signs but spotted something that looked like coffee and decided to go inside.
He successfully ordered a Mocha and found a seat by the window. After taking a few sips, he rested his arms on the table and seemed to doze off.
The people in Ireland were warm, generous, and polite. Sensing that Jufeng was tired, they not only refrained from waking him but also brought him a fresh cup of coffee.
Jufeng ’s half-closed eyes blinked slightly at the touch of his hand but ultimately remained still.
About half an hour later, someone appeared and sat down across from him. Without hesitation, this person picked up the Mocha that had been prepared for Jufeng and began drinking it.
Coffee is easily consumed; just a few sips are all it takes. As the newcomer set down the cup, Jufeng lifted his head.
Then, smiling as he looked at the person across from him, he praised, "As expected of the Flowering Scholar, your speed is commendable."
The newcomer was none other than Chen Tan Hua, who had been investigating the Terrorist matter for Jufeng. His attire was even more revealing than Jufeng's, seemingly not much different from Xavier's outfit.
"Receiving praise from Brother Jufeng is truly not easy! But no need to flatter me; they are going to meet you tonight, so I should quickly fill you in on the situation."
Jufeng nodded at this and said nothing more.
Chen Tan Hua succinctly recounted how his group had gathered information about the Terrorists. Due to that gun incident, Chen Tan Hua and Hua Cheng had come here. After arriving, they lay low, avoiding any actions that might alert their targets. Instead, they mingled in the black market. After a week, they finally discovered a weapons trading market and entered it—one as a buyer and the other intending to act as a middleman.
Soon enough, they found firearms and explosive weapons with the same markings in this market. Chen Tan Hua approached them as a buyer to negotiate purchases. Over the course of a month, they successfully completed five transactions of varying scales, with the final destination being Huaguo's military.
Of course, all of this was done very discreetly; those in the underground market were completely unaware.
After gaining their trust, Chen Tan Hua introduced Hua Cheng to the seller. Hua Cheng expressed his desire to profit from reselling and promised substantial commissions. The seller was delighted to have a customer approach him. Thus, before Jufeng's arrival, they had already secured a significant deal.
The narrative was brief, but Jufeng understood that it must have required tremendous effort. Although the Terrorists were eager to sell their manufactured weapons and escape Earth, they were also extremely cautious to prevent any leaks that could jeopardize their lives.
Thus, gaining trust must have been a process filled with both wit and courage. Jufeng looked at Chen Tan Hua again and expressed his gratitude.
This was not just Jufeng's personal matter; it concerned the stability of the entire universe. If these Terrorists could be pacified, it would naturally spare thousands of ordinary citizens from the ravages of war.
"Brother Jufeng," Chen Tan Hua continued, "this time you are the second buyer introduced by Hua Cheng. The specific information is in this chip."
With that, Chen Tan Hua pushed the coffee cup in front of him toward Jufeng's position.
Jufeng shook his head and casually moved the cup aside, causing the chip inside to vanish without a trace.
"In order to lure out the big fish behind the scenes, you must purchase a mech. Only then do we have a chance to capture their higher-ups and uncover the location of their manufacturing facility."
Jufeng nodded, indicating his understanding. While conventional weapons could be transported easily, once it came to mechs, simple transportation methods would no longer suffice; the buyer would need their own transport aircraft for delivery. At that point, it would be the best opportunity to capture the Terrorists.
However, they couldn't take them all down at once. Therefore, Jufeng's undercover work with Yang Fang and Yang Chou would need to be utilized again to gain their trust before bringing them back to headquarters. Only then would they have a chance to uproot the entire organization.
After Chen Tan Hua finished explaining, Jufeng pondered for a moment, confirming that there were no issues before slowly nodding.
These arrangements could not be accomplished by just Chen Tan Hua and his associates; their various identities required constant shifting. Even the content represented by the chip in Jufeng's hand was similarly complex.
Thus, all these actions had strong military support. When facing the ruthless Terrorists and their armed forces, Jufeng and his team would stand a chance.
Once they wrapped up their discussion, Chen Tan Hua pretended to stand up and leave but was stopped by Jufeng.
"Wait a moment; I have something for you."
With that, Jufeng stood up and walked outside. Chen Tan Hua was left puzzled, wondering what Jufeng was going to give him. This wasn't part of the planned agenda.
As Chen Tan Hua was deep in thought, suddenly a person appeared beside him, wearing an extremely polite smile that made Chen Tan Hua feel a chill run down his spine.
He couldn't understand why this person had come to find him. Had he been exposed? But logically, that shouldn't be the case; very few people could track him down, and his actions were incredibly discreet. How could he have been discovered?
However, the next words from the stranger left Chen Tan Hua in a state of shock. He never imagined things would develop this way.
The stranger spoke in fluent Mandarin, “Sir, that will be 75 Renminbi in total. Your friend paid for you earlier, and the extra cup we brought you is not included.”
At that moment, Chen Tan Hua felt an overwhelming urge to jump up and curse. Damn it, just because you didn’t bring any money doesn’t mean I did!
“What about this?” Chen Tan Hua looked at the stranger and forced a smile that he thought was polite. Then he said, “Could we wait until next time to pay together?”
(To be continued)
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