Yue Xiaofei took the tablet and quickly skimmed through it.
The information on it was detailed to an almost absurd degree.
How many cameras there were on each road.
Where the snipers were stationed.
Which areas had infrared sensors.
Even the exact times when the Self-Defense Forces changed shifts were clearly marked.
"Hua Gate's intelligence capabilities really are something."
Yue Xiaofei couldn't help praising them.
Even Bureau 7 would probably struggle to obtain classified intelligence of this caliber in such a short time.
"This is just the groundwork."
There was a trace of pride in Lu Qingxue's voice.
"For this operation, Grandpa mobilized almost every covert asset Hua Gate has had lying low in Eastern Japan for decades. Weapons, equipment, support personnel, escape routes-we have everything ready."
She paused, then continued:
"Under the original plan, we prepared three options."
"Plan A: a long-range sniper strike."
"We've arranged for one of the world's best snipers to lie in wait atop a building two kilometers from the Sacred Toilet. He'll use a specially designed tranquilizer round with a miniature rocket booster and attempt to hit the Old Witch the instant she gets out of her car."
Yue Xiaofei shook his head.
"The odds of success are too low. Eastern Japan will definitely anticipate that. The Old Witch is bound to have bulletproof defenses and doubles around her."
"And at two kilometers, there are too many variables. Wind speed, humidity, even air density can affect the trajectory. One missed shot, and we'll tip them off."
"Yes, which is why it's only a backup."
Lu Qingxue agreed. "Our real core strategy is Plan B."
Her finger traced a red route across the map on the tablet.
"According to our intelligence, there's an abandoned drainage pipe beneath the Sacred Toilet, built during the Meiji era."