Plan A was for Fang Linyan to rent a cargo ship next—thirty thousand for three days, fuel not included.
The price was quite good, so he secured it without much trouble.
Then, Fang Linyan hired someone who could pilot the boat, paying him ten thousand for three days, and made a very strange request: the cargo ship needed to cruise slowly back and forth along the river near the Lansikadun Seven-Star Hotel, and every hour, the pilot was to drink a cup of hot coffee in the wheelhouse.
The man was naturally quite surprised, but Fang Linyan bluntly told him that asking one question would cost a thousand, two questions would cost three thousand, and the man wisely shut his mouth.
Fang Linyan further reasoned that if Fang boarded the ship, he would likely be injured, and after losing blood from the wound, he would feel chilled all over. At the same time, surfacing after diving would also make him want something hot to drink.
Fang Linyan had even found Fang's order records during his earlier investigation, discovering that among the eight collected menus, two dishes appeared with particularly high frequency: one was tomato beef brisket, and the other was Brown Bomb.
Finding tomato beef brisket in a cargo ship's captain's cabin would be far too conspicuous, but scrounging up the ingredients for a knockoff Brown Bomb was a piece of cake.
So Fang Linyan placed a potent hallucinogen obtained through gray channels into the cream inside the bread. This drug was harmless to the body, with strong sedative and hypnotic effects, and was actually beneficial for the injured, so even abilities like "danger premonition" would be useless against it.
After setting all this up, Fang Linyan himself waited on the shore. He had surveillance that let him monitor the cargo ship's cabin at any time, and he had also rented a small motorboat that could pull up alongside at a moment's notice. Plan A was complete.
It was worth mentioning that to save money, the surveillance camera Fang Linyan installed in the cargo ship was the cheapest secondhand model, probably older than he was, with rather outdated technology. When Fang threw the "Typhoon" electromagnetic oscillation sphere, it was also affected by the interference, but once the electromagnetic shockwave passed, it didn't hinder its normal operation at all—because the high-end chips and encryption protocols that the "Typhoon" electromagnetic oscillation sphere targeted were things this surveillance camera simply didn't have!!
Plan B was simpler. Fang Linyan had also parked a rented Mitsubishi Pajero by the riverbank as one of his backup measures. If Fang couldn't make it to the water in time or was captured on land, he could drive over to look for an opportunity. In truth, this preparation never came into play from start to finish.
His final layer of planning was Plan C. In fact, this was Fang Linyan's main setup, the plan that consumed the most energy and money.
He quietly installed nearly thirty simple cameras along Shunjiang Road. These cameras were all rush orders bought locally in the city, with built-in storage and lithium batteries that could last about two days.
Fang Linyan's purpose in doing this was that both combat squads Anmoreya Corporation had sent to hand over the goods had been wiped out. The company knew Fang was formidable, so if they wanted to catch him, they would surely plan carefully and hold back a big move—and that big move would have to be something stronger than two combat squads, otherwise, would they be delivering themselves as a meal?
Therefore, these cameras had a good chance of capturing Anmoreya Corporation's unbridled and tyrannical secrets! After all, Fang Linyan wasn't the only one who had the Retroviral Vector Injection! Once he had these secrets in hand, he could use them to blackmail this powerful company in exchange for the Retroviral Vector Injection!!!
Of course, the consequences of blackmail would be severe, but could they be more severe than late-stage cancer?
So, among the three major plans Fang Linyan had set—A, B, and C—he believed Plan C had the highest success rate, at least 25%.
The lowest success rate belonged to Plan B, at less than 6%.
As for Plan A, Fang Linyan thought it required too many coincidences: both sides had to be mutually wounded, and while there were few boats on the river, Fang didn't necessarily have to board one—he could just cross to the opposite bank and escape. So Fang Linyan estimated Plan A's success rate at around 12%.
The combined success rate of the three plans was about 43%, matching Fang Linyan's earlier expectations.
However, what Fang Linyan himself never expected was that the one that ultimately worked was Plan A!!!!
And the difficulty of Plan A lay in getting Fang to board the ship. Once he was on board, what awaited him was a trap Fang Linyan had meticulously laid based on his habits!! Once caught in the snare, Fang would find it nearly impossible to break free.
Finally, it was worth mentioning that the tool Fang Linyan used to behead Fang was the latest plasma cutter, the "Multiplaz 3500," which he had brought from an auto repair shop!
It consisted of a plasma torch and a power unit, weighing a total of 9 kilograms. An arc was generated between the nozzle (anode) and electrode (cathode) inside the torch, ionizing the moisture within to reach a plasma state. At that point, the ionized vapor was ejected from the nozzle as a plasma beam under internal pressure, with temperatures exceeding 8000°C!
In the face of such high temperatures, even high-strength alloy steel vaporized instantly, cut cleanly in two. No matter how formidable Fang was, caught completely off guard, there was no way he could survive!
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Fang's head flew high into the air.
Perhaps because the beheading was so swift, the head could still open its eyes midair, while the headless body suddenly sprang up, limbs thrashing violently, looking just like a fish in a market that had just had its head chopped off.
Not only that, but when Fang's head hit the floor with a thud, it even bit down on the nearby iron frame. The iron let out a grating sound under his teeth, twisted to its limit, and even tore.
It was clear that Fang was extremely unwilling!! He simply couldn't accept the fact that he had been taken down like this!
Fortunately, Fang Linyan had prepared in advance and quickly stepped back after the strike, avoiding the fallout, but he was now breathing heavily. At this moment, his vision was going dark in waves, and he felt on the verge of collapse. He staggered back two steps and leaned directly against the cabin wall.
The plasma cutter in his hand slipped from his grip and clattered to the floor with a thud.
With the situation settled, Fang Linyan finally felt an overwhelming weakness. His temples throbbed, and his legs were as limp as noodles. He took out his own oxygen tank, took a few deep breaths, then somewhat clumsily grabbed a handful of medical glucose and chewed it down before he managed to recover.
At this point, after Fang's death, an unusual phenomenon occurred: his body gradually became transparent, with a large number of translucent pale blue digits of 0s and 1s dancing inside, finally coalescing into a blood-colored, peculiar key.
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