"Take it off! Take it off! All of it!"
Surrounding the smuggling ship, the big shots even uttered "the law doesn't punish the masses," blatantly fearless.
The six stowaways on the ship went pale in an instant, while inside the cabin, two dark-skinned middle-aged men didn't think twice before stripping off all their clothes and jumping into the sea in their shorts.
After hearing the big shots' instructions, the two middle-aged men hesitated not for a moment.
The temperament of the big shots' duty-free group members is, in some sense, extremely ruthless.
Especially when dealing with criminals. Anyone daring to transport contraband on their duty-free voyages, once discovered by the big shots' group and their backer, "Captain," faces a genuine threat of communal annihilation or catching a bullet.
The reason is very simple; once contraband crime happens on a voyage, the route will face intense inspections, not to mention duty-free, a passing fishing boat would have to submit to an "X-ray" check.
A route is wealth, and with Captain backing them, the big shots sail only a few times a month, but if inspected by law enforcement, it's effectively cutting off millions in income for the captain, tens of thousands daily for the crew.
Cutting off someone's wealth is like murder.
On the sea, sometimes even the public security bureau doesn't get involved; captains spontaneously uphold the rules and order of the sea lanes, and often, the methods are incredibly intimidating and cruel.
The two middle-aged men who jumped into the sea truly make a living on the water.
They knew they were being checked by the Captain and also knew there were no contraband on board, so they quickly and without resistance jumped into the sea.
Those who resist stubbornly will be toyed with like kites.
"Woosh woosh woosh—"
Metal arrows gradually approached the four remaining on the ship, turning the entire smuggling vessel into a wreck, with a large amount of seawater flooding the cabin, causing the ship to sink.
"If you keep resisting, we will toy with you like kites! A fishhook through the belly, dragging your corpse two thousand miles across the sea." The on-site commander from the big shots' group saw the ship sinking and the other side hesitating, obstructing their rescue, and he mercilessly threatened them with the cruelest maritime execution.
The big shots can race madly on the sea, but human skin can't withstand high-speed waves.
In the process of skin decomposing, once the body loses its skin barrier, the high salinity seawater erodes the flesh, causing unbearable pain until death, with blood attracting fish to complete a full sea burial.
Such cruelty, not just for those punished, even for those executing, is intolerable.
But that doesn't prevent "kiting" from being a means to intimidate enemies.
The faces of the four on board changed multiple times until finally, they obediently stripped and jumped into the ocean stark naked.
"Deploy the nets! Check!"
The big shots' group halted their formation, and several large vessels with nets approached the criminals, directly deploying the nets to hang the six suspects at the stern. Meanwhile, other group members jumped onto the ship, rescuing A Bai bound in turtle shell restraints and quickly transported the contraband being shipped on the smuggling vessel.
The crew didn't know what those things were.
They followed the Captain's orders.
And with the Captain sensing recent intense inspections, he would also command overseas members to perform sting operations, luring some bold outlaws to take the bait.
Hence, the crew never incorrectly arrested anyone; who the Captain says is a criminal, their ship will have contraband.
Several boxes marked with fire safety symbols, labeled foam fire extinguisher grenades, were transferred to the big ships.
The crew pried open the boxes and saw items resembling RPG launchers and oval-shaped metal containers clearly marked as fire safety equipment.
The crew scratched their heads, took photos of all related items and sent them to the commanders, who then forwarded all related pictures to Lin Hao via a self-destruct encrypted chat app.
As the operation wrapped up, the phones originally live-streaming on WeChat were swiftly snapped in half, submersed in seawater to cleanse the motherboard, then tossed into the ocean floor.
The big shots' group, under Lin Hao's command, headed to the designated area to turn in the stowaways.
But just as Lin Hao issued the command, Granny Hedgehog's call reached the soundproof room.
"Have them all return, Granny called the police, the other side said leave it to us for custody..." Granny Hedgehog's tone held a hint of oddity, "They're the real big fish!"
Lin Hao, hearing Granny Hedgehog's orders, showed a shocked expression.
For those in their line of work, or rather with their status, they are well-acquainted with the prison system.
Being in a detention center or behind bars isn't frightening.
The most terrifying type of custody is, in fact, outsourced detention, outsourcing criminals.
Those receiving such treatment are invariably involved in serious constitutional offenses.
Since New Crown Entertainment Group's inception, it has hosted merely two such guests.
This time, suddenly, six guests arrived, Lin Hao's shock was understandable.
He shivered all over, as if thinking of something, cursed under his breath, and issued new instructions to the big shots' group members.
Transport the items to the designated location, bring all suspects back to the shipyard.
Later, someone will connect with them there, follow the orders and do as instructed.
Do whatever they say without asking who they are or gossiping about anything.
......
After the call ended.
Granny Hedgehog, accompanied by maids, sat happily in her little nest:
"How about it? Granny told you, notify the sheriff uncle during hardship, it won't go wrong."
"Look, now things are settled smoothly, we might even get a bravery award."
Granny Hedgehog's face was brimming with smiles, her words carried a flirtatious gentleness like a mature, voluptuous big sister softly whispering a seductive invitation in your ear.
"......"
Ansheng slowly looked sideways, gazing at the gold-trimmed hedgehog lounging in the velvet nest with a cigar, his mouth twitching slightly: "Don't you think your voice doesn't match your appearance? Silly pincushion?"
"Is that so? Granny thinks it's fine! Haha..." Facing Master Fox's banter, the gold-trimmed hedgehog didn't show any displeasure, instead she laughed heartily:
Granny's ideal voice is just like this, preferably when I speak, oh my, as if male animals could go into heat, prostrating on the ground, kissing Granny's little hedgehog feet, of course, like strong little guy Master Fox..."
"Considering we're both mammals, Granny permits you to kiss Granny's nose tip."
"I refuse."
Ansheng glanced at Lin Ying, then at the hedgehog emitting a sultry big-sisterly voice, showing a dislike; undoubtedly human sisters are prettier.
"Let's not talk about that for now, does your family have any strong Mouse Trap Glue?"
"Mouse Trap Glue?" The topic shift was too sudden, the gold-trimmed hedgehog was stunned: "What do you need those things for?"
Ansheng was silent for a moment before saying: "I just asked, to remove chemical glue needs a specific solvent..."
"Obviously, we don't have it, but later when A Bai gets home, he surely can't bring the glue with him, we need to help cover for him..."
"Though it seems unfair to A Bai, it's currently the only feasible way."