Planning

After Fang Linyan realized he had to kill Fang, he began considering one thing: bringing in outside help.

He knew very well that there was no way he could do it alone.

As for where to find help, of course, it was among Fang's enemies!

That enormous organization could easily send out several million-yuan Lincoln Navigators, with men in matching suits carrying guns! Anyone could tell that an organization of that scale was no ordinary outfit.

Looking through the videos and photos he had taken at the time, Fang Linyan found several instances of the black-and-red triangular logo unique to Anmoreya Corporation. A quick online search gave him the answer.

He discovered that Anmoreya Corporation was the world's largest biopharmaceutical company. Its business divisions covered innovative drugs, healthcare, generic drugs, vaccines, animal health products, and more. It had seventeen laboratories and sixty-two factories around the world. Even its security division was considered one of the world's three largest security organizations.

It wasn't hard to deduce that the Retroviral Vector Injection was a recent research breakthrough by this enormous corporation. The handoff at the dock had been an internal company operation, transporting the injection from Europe to Asia. Fang had brazenly killed people and stolen the goods, making an enemy of the company in the worst possible way. Their conflict was bound to be irreconcilable.

Next, he had to figure out where Fang had gone.

Earlier, Fang Linyan had heard the late Gale reveal a crucial piece of information: the Retroviral Vector Injection was an item needed for a B-rank hidden mission. With it, someone could get close to the CEO with pancreatic cancer and, in turn, earn a ticket into Area 51.

Fang Linyan didn't know anything about hidden missions, but he did know this: Fang was one of Gale's kind. After getting the injection, he wouldn't use it on himself. He was probably going to find someone who could help him complete the mission.

As for the CEO with pancreatic cancer, Fang Linyan looked online again and found an article titled, "Tech CEO Randall Travels Despite Illness, Heads to Financial Hub Tai City in the Asia-Pacific Region." Randall had pancreatic cancer.

Since the CEO was in town, Fang wouldn't have gone far either. He was almost certainly still there.

Then, based on the fragments of clothing Fang had left behind, Fang Linyan concluded that he lived a luxurious lifestyle. Someone like that wouldn't have many options when it came to food, clothing, and lodging. He would definitely stay at a high-end hotel.

That narrowed down the search. Fang Linyan could look through the systems of Tai City's five-star hotels and upscale restaurants. The target was a Black man with only three fingers on his left hand, dressed in top-of-the-line bespoke luxury clothing. He might be a soldier or a baseball player.

Fang Linyan went straight to Taobao, found a top-rated shop, and asked them to check hotel registration records from the past ten days for anyone matching the target's description.

Customer Service Xiaoli: Dear, we'll need an ID number.

Fang Linyan: 400. (The starting bid was 120.)

Customer Service Xiaoli: Dear, this is really difficult to arrange.

Fang Linyan: 800.

Customer Service Xiaoli: Dear, this really isn't easy to do.

Fang Linyan: 1,000. If you won't do it, I'll find another shop.

Customer Service Xiaoli: Dear, could you repeat the request? Uh... 1,500. We'll take the order for 1,500 and get back to you within an hour.

Fang Linyan: I've placed the order. Please change the price.

Forty minutes later, Fang Linyan received information on four possible targets. He quickly ruled out two of them, then paid an extra 800 yuan to get security footage from when the target checked in. That let him pinpoint Fang's hotel:

Lansikadun Seven-Star Hotel!!

Fang had checked in under the alias Feng. Butmus. His nationality was French.

After sorting out the whole chain of events, Fang Linyan went to an internet café, created a new account, and sent some of his conclusions and the photos he had taken at the dock to the contact email on Anmoreya Corporation's official website. He made it clear that he wasn't making things up.

Fang Linyan believed Anmoreya Corporation wouldn't just swallow the insult. A clash between them and Fang was all but inevitable.

With that, Fang Linyan had completed the first half of his plan. Finding Fang wasn't difficult, and getting him into a conflict with Anmoreya Corporation didn't take much skill either. Fang Linyan was ninety percent sure he could pull it off.

The crucial part was the second half of the plan.

How could he make the snipe and the clam fight while he played the fisherman?

Both Anmoreya Corporation and Fang were colossal forces in Fang Linyan's eyes. They could crush him with the flick of a finger! Trying to snatch a prize from the middle of their fight would be incredibly difficult.

So, while devising the second half of his plan, Fang Linyan figured that even under the most optimistic circumstances, his chance of success was only forty percent. But that was more than enough for him. The odds of curing late-stage lung cancer were one in ten thousand!

It was important to note that when Fang Linyan made his plan, he hadn't anticipated how things would unfold later. His fundamental goal was absolutely not to kill Fang.

It was to get his hands on the Retroviral Vector Injection.

At first glance, it seemed that Fang was the only one who had the injection. But one crucial fact couldn't be forgotten: Anmoreya Corporation had invented it. They had the injection too!

So, Fang Linyan's initial plan had been to pursue two options at once. He would consider getting the Retroviral Vector Injection from Fang, but more importantly, he would try to get one from Anmoreya Corporation.

The first step in devising the second half of his plan was to pawn the only keepsake Uncle Xu, who had raised him, had left behind.

What was it?

A watch. Back when Uncle Xu was at the height of his career, he had bet a German expert that he could machine a part by hand. He made one that was identical to a part produced by Germany's most precise machine tool at the time. The arrogant German had honored his bet, greatly admired Uncle Xu, and taken the Chopard watch off his own wrist to give it to him.

Even when Uncle Xu was at his most desperate, he hadn't sold the watch. It was a reminder of the proudest moment of his life.

But Fang Linyan was desperately short of money, so he pawned it for eighty thousand yuan.

Once he had the money, Fang Linyan bought a record of Fang's movements over the past month. He found that Fang had arrived in the city seven days earlier and had stayed in four different hotels since then. But there was one thing they all had in common: each was near a major river or right by the sea.

Fang Linyan recalled the powerful swimming skills Fang had shown when he went into the water to pursue Gale. He could almost be certain that Fang had prepared a trump card for himself: jumping into the water to escape if necessary.

After investigating further, he found another piece of good news. The river near the Lansikadun Seven-Star Hotel wasn't a shipping channel. About three kilometers farther toward the city center, boats were barred from entering, so there were very few vessels on the river.

So Fang Linyan came up with three plans: A, B, and C.