The Night Begins
Although it was hard work for the cat to help people in the slums at night before, that was voluntary and completely different from the "work" it does now...
"Um...?"
While enjoying her dinner and gazing at the scenery, Pardofelis suddenly paused, as if she had discovered something extraordinary. Forgetting all else, she grabbed the binoculars beside her and began to carefully observe a certain corner.
As the telescope magnified, two familiar yet furtive figures came into her view in the far distance.
"Hiss, Swire and the others got here so quickly!?" After confirming the identities of the two suspicious-looking people, Pardofelis put down her binoculars and said with some surprise.
Clearly, she had no idea that someone would go to such lengths to get her into prison this time, and that they would get here so quickly.
According to Cat's estimation, if those old guys hadn't given Swire and the other younger generation a heads-up, they probably wouldn't have been able to find them for a while, or they might not have been able to find them at all.
After all, she knew exactly how much information she had revealed to the little tiger, and how fragmented the clues on the other side were...
In her plan, Pardofelis had intended to call the police if Swire didn't arrive by the time she finished dealing with her target.
It seems she no longer has a chance to call the police, what a pity...
"Um..."
Concealing her surprise, Pardofelis picked up the glutinous rice ball again, took a bite, and began to think of a solution.
Honestly, if the only person who sneaked into the port this time was Lin Yuhsia or someone else, she probably wouldn't hesitate to trick them and let them experience the wickedness of society.
She subtly and quietly shifted the blame, making sure the gangsters at the port noticed them that night, thus inciting a conflict between the two sides, and then she reaped the benefits.
But since Swire is among those taking action, the cat has to reconsider what to do.
This wasn't just because Pardofelis was a little embarrassed to continue bullying her, but also because, in her opinion, Swire really only knew some rudimentary kung fu!
In a conflict, she might not even be able to protect herself! She'd have to come to the rescue then, which is a real hassle!
"Fine... I just can't seem to stay still for a moment!"
After careful consideration, Pardofelis, who had come up with what could be considered a compromise, muttered resentfully.
Then, watching the two figures moving in the distance, she forgot about her dinner and quickly tidied up her things before silently jumping off the container and disappearing into the shadows.
As dinnertime approached, the shift changes among workers and the rush to eat further reduced the level of surveillance at the port, a place where surveillance was already not particularly stringent.
After leaving the cargo storage area, Pardofelis spent a little time catching up with the security guard she had threatened at noon who was now alone.
The security guard was genuinely terrified of Pardofelis. Before she could even ask anything, he stammered, "What... what do you need? It's still early, they haven't started their operation yet..."
"I know I'm aware of everything happening here. I've come to see you, Uncle, because I want to ask you for another small favor."
Pardofelis casually tapped the eerie mask on her face, her tone nonchalant yet subtly threatening, "I think you wouldn't refuse, uncle, would you?"
"No, of course not, please tell me." Upon hearing this, the security guard shook his head frantically.
Looking at the person in front of her, Pardofelis didn't bother with any more suspense and directly lowered her voice to give the order:
"Two little mice just sneaked into the harbor. I need you to go and chase them away now. Given your job responsibility, just naturally chase them away, understand?"
"I understand, I understand... You can leave this to me without worry." Upon hearing Pardofelis's instructions, the security guard quickly changed from shaking his head to nodding.
"Do a good job, uncle. If you do a good job, I'll give you the antidote for what you ate at noon after this job is over tonight, and I might as well let you have some meat broth."
After telling the security guard about Swire, Lin Yuhsia's appearance and the approximate area they were in, Pardofelis nimbly left the place as if she had never been there.
"... call."
Only after Pardofelis's figure completely disappeared did the security guard finally exhale a sigh of relief, wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and leave the place with weak legs.
He felt that after being treated like this twice, he might have developed a phobia of walking alone or going to the toilet. To be honest, if he hadn't been so desperate to use the restroom just now, he wouldn't have wanted to leave the security room alone after what happened at noon...
Who knew that in the short time they left, they were caught red-handed by that terrifying adult and were thoroughly frightened.
Back in the security room, after calming himself down a bit, the security guard began diligently carrying out the task that Pardofelis had just assigned him. He didn't want that terrifying guy to appear silently behind him again.
The other corner--
"Even just this area is far too vast to investigate. Lin Yuhsia, with your family's connections here, have you uncovered any more detailed information?" Looking at the enormous G4 Area, Swire lowered her voice and asked the person next to her in a low voice.
"Not yet, we confirmed it's still a bit late. Even if we ask the people here to help investigate, it won't be that quick." Hearing this, Lin Yuhsia gently shook her head.
"Alright, let's take advantage of the fewer people and go check out the goods storage area. Maybe we can find something..." Before Swire could finish speaking, a rude voice interrupted her.
"What are you doing?! What are you doing?! The harbor isn't an amusement park, what are you two little girls doing sneaking in here?!"
Chapter 151 The Opening of the Night
"What are you doing?! What are you doing?! The docks aren't a playground, what are you two little girls doing sneaking in here?!"
Both Swire and Lin Yuhsia were stunned when they saw the group of people dressed in security guard uniforms suddenly appear in front of them. They then exchanged glances and spoke.
"Uncle, we didn't come here as an amusement park. We were just curious about the dock and had some work-related needs, so we came in to take a look."
"It's like this, so could you please make an exception?"
After hearing Lin Yuhsia and her companion's explanation, the lead security guard remained unmoved, his face stern, and said, "Ha, what do I care about you? Our job as security guards is to watch over this place and prevent unauthorized personnel from entering. So you'd better leave now, or don't blame us for being impolite!"
In the past, these security guards wouldn't have bothered with such a trivial matter. After all, they were just two girls; what could they possibly do even if they sneaked into the port? Even if they wanted to steal something, the cargo here was so large that they couldn't possibly steal anything.
But this time was different. They had received orders and benefits from others, which is why they came to expel them with such a tough attitude.
"..."
Unexpectedly, the security guards were so firm in their stance that the two instinctively exchanged glances and made eye contact. Ultimately, after Lin Yuhsia shook her head slightly in disapproval, the two chose to leave.
"Since we're not allowed in here, let's leave."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Yuhsia, pulling Swire along, ignored the fierce gazes of several security guards and returned the way they came, leaving the area.
"Those security guards are definitely suspicious. I've never seen security guards here so dedicated!" Standing at the entrance to this area, Swire complained to Lin Yuhsia, somewhat speechless.
"It's so troublesome not being able to use my official identity to investigate..."
"Do you even need to tell me? Those security guards are more than just problematic; I suspect they were acting under orders to drive us away. And that person must be quite familiar with our identities, or at least have seen us before."
Hearing Swire's words, Lin Yuhsia, who was standing to the side with her arms crossed, raised her eyebrows slightly and said.
"Pardofelis...? Or someone else who knows you and me?"
"I don't know, it can't be confirmed for now. But whoever it is, their actions have already confirmed that there's a problem with the G4 Area, a very big problem."
"So what do we do next? We're in the open while the enemy is in the shadows; it won't be easy to get in again." Upon hearing this, Swire turned to Lin Yuhsia and asked.
Because it was a private investigation, she had limited personnel and resources, so she handed over the initiative to her old friend.
"No rush to go in. My people here have called me back. Let's go meet up with them first." Hearing this, Lin Yuhsia glanced at her phone and gently shook her head.
"Um."
After temporarily driving Swire and the other person away, Pardofelis didn't linger anywhere else. Instead, she returned to the cargo storage area in G4 Area and climbed back to the best spot she had chosen earlier.
After briefly concealing its presence, the cat took out the glutinous rice ball again, observing its surroundings as it continued eating its dinner.
Gazing at the horizon, at the sun that had long since set, leaving only a sliver of its afterglow, Pardofelis silently longed for the night to arrive so she could quickly make her deal with the target gang.
The reason she thought this way was simple: she knew very well that Swire's departure was only temporary, and that she and her partners were definitely keeping a close eye on the place. It was only a matter of time before they found out the truth about the gang.
The Rat King's covert operations in Lungmen are no joke. If these covert operations can't catch the Lungmen Thief, surely they can at least investigate those gangsters?
Although the cat didn't see herself as the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, she still thought it was better to avoid trouble and take care of her target as soon as possible.
As night falls, the workers gradually leave the dock, and the nighttime hustle and bustle of the G4 Area officially begins.
This place belongs to the laborers during the day, but to these gangsters at night. Their arrival has turned this place into a black and gray trading zone.
Noticing the unusual activity below, Pardofelis took out her binoculars and began to carefully examine the current situation.
As expected, the laborers who had infiltrated earlier were now dressed in neat suits and were methodically moving into the ambush area. The port's crisscrossing shadows were filled with their men.
These people are hiding in abandoned shipping containers at the port, and they will emerge from those places at a moment's notice.
Time was ticking away, the night was growing deeper, and Pardofelis chewed gum, her eyes fixed on the harbor. But unexpectedly, the dealers didn't use vehicles to reach the G4 Area; they relied on—the ferry.
As everyone held their breath, a white wave crashed in from the northwest corner, and five or six people jumped from the ferry onto the dock.
Walking slowly to the large loading and unloading area where the Sicilians were waiting, the newcomer laughed loudly, "I thought it was that cunning old fox Capone ~ You are..." The man patted his subordinate.
Immediately his men whispered something in his ear.
"Gambino?" The man paused for a moment, his eyebrows furrowing slightly, but he quickly composed himself.
He chuckled twice to ease the awkwardness, then said, "We've already packed the stuff into the machine. The parts inside are all the materials you need. You just need to disassemble them, grind them into powder, and you'll get the materials you need."
"So, what about your payment?"
Gambino's expression was sinister and cold. He gestured to his men, and several boxes of money were brought to the man.
The man, a cigar dangling from his lips, remained composed. "They all say you're incredibly ruthless, but I think you're no different from Capone."
However, the man was instantly dumbfounded after opening the box.
A box of white paper appeared before him in a grand manner, causing his expression to freeze instantly.
Then, the man's expression instantly darkened, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes as he looked at Gambino. He laughed angrily and asked, "Are you looking down on our gang?"
Without saying a word, Gambino punched him in the face, sending him staggering back several steps.
* Lungmen swear words*
He pulled out a signal device and threw it directly at Gambino's feet.
The light illuminated this small area.
As for what Pardofelis is doing right now? She's still leisurely lying on the box, calmly observing what's happening below.
Honestly, I never expected that the two sides of this deal would start to fight each other so soon. This is quite a juicy story.
As the signal flare was lit, gang members from both sides, who had been hiding in the docks, emerged from the shadows and drew their weapons, facing off like needles against wheat awns.
Gambino wiped the pistol in his hand and said, "Actually, this time I'm not just here to buy materials from you; I also want to discuss a deal."
The cheerful man stared intently at him, and he also pulled out the pistol that had been hidden behind his back.
"I'm tired of the rules that Rat King made. They don't fit the rules of Sicily. I'm going to show him what a Sicilians is like, and that his rules are utter bullshit."
The man on the other side thought he was talking nonsense. While carefully observing the situation, he said, "Heh, now I know why the Gambino Family was destroyed. With someone like you, what family wouldn't perish?"
After confirming the number of people, the man breathed a sigh of relief. "Your men aren't enough to stop me. I advise you to put aside the idea of fighting. Obeying the Rat King's rules won't do you any harm. Let's just let this matter go..."
Just as Gambino was about to continue his threats, his subordinate handed him a phone. After listening to the call, his expression instantly turned grim; he seemed about to lose the bet.
He doesn't have time to waste on people like that. Does he think he can go back?
Thinking of this, Gambino said, "Then get lost... * Sicily swear word* that looks down on people."
Just as the man was about to retort, an unidentified object flew from nowhere and struck Gambino squarely in the shoulder.
Fresh blood spurted out in an instant.
* Sicily profanity*
Gambino quickly slipped into the pre-prepared evacuation tunnel, and the two sides immediately engaged in a firefight.
As for the unidentified object that just flew in from somewhere... Pardofelis, who had somehow stood up high up, covered her mouth and slowly yawned.
She couldn't let these two groups reconcile so easily; what if something else went wrong later?
And then...
In an instant, the special brick, "[Out of Touch]," appeared in Pardofelis's hand. She leaped backward, locking onto the target's location with the precision of a hawk.
Then, like a cheetah on the hunt, he landed gracefully, precisely stomping on one of the gangsters brought by Gambino. A crisp crack echoed; unsurprisingly, the unfortunate fellow likely had multiple fractures.
The two sides, who were engaged in a fierce battle with various weapons, couldn't help but turn their gazes toward Pardofelis, this uninvited guest who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Ignoring the stares, the masked Pardofelis simply smashed a brick over the head of the gangster next to her, effectively helping them drift off to sleep.
Just as the material supplier thought that Pardofelis was an aid sent by their boss and was about to speak to her, they heard a crisp sound of a broken nose. A person and a brick had appeared in front of them without them noticing and hit them hard in the face.
At that moment, both sides realized that Pardofelis was an enemy, not a friend, and wanted to kill her, but because of her agile movements and speed, they didn't even touch the hem of her clothes.