An escort agency was, in essence, a security company. The larger it was, the closer its ties to the military... At the thought, Tang Changsheng smiled. "So you're Major Qiu..."
"Oh, I wouldn't dare. I'm just an ordinary businessman now!" Qiu Heping smiled so broadly his eyes nearly vanished.
He denied it aloud, but he certainly seemed pleased to be called major.
Even Deng Ruiming secretly gave Tang Changsheng a thumbs-up. Clearly, Tang Changsheng had addressed him exactly right.
With a hint that obvious, how could Tang Changsheng fail to understand?
Under international law, Lower River was not part of the Great Chu Empire, nor was it under His Majesty the Emperor's rule. In practice, though, more than seventy percent of its residents were Chinese.
More importantly, it lay well within the empire's vast sphere of influence.
So it was hardly surprising that trouble in Lower River had brought in the Peaceful Escort Agency, led by a man addressed as major.
After a few pleasantries, the three entered a conference room. It had been completely transformed, with several large displays covering the walls.
More than a dozen people were rapidly processing all kinds of information and data.
If none of them had been in uniform, Tang Changsheng might have thought he had walked straight into a battlefield command center.
What drew the eye most was the enormous central screen. It showed a live overhead view of Gourd Islet, with everything laid bare...
"Live Satellite surveillance..." Tang Changsheng was startled. That would require moving an intelligence Satellite into the right orbit.
That alone was enough to make anyone's face change color!
"Just a Drone," Qiu Heping said with a smile. "A job like this doesn't call for a Satellite."
The implication was clear: if a Satellite were needed, he had the