Driving a speedboat in the harbor during a rainy night is dangerous, even if the rain has lessened.
But I still felt something was off; was this mission too easy?
Everything seemed planned, 23 suitcases, and the correct item was "just so" conveniently placed in my car?
Where do so many coincidences come from?
If everything is a coincidence, that's the biggest problem.
Zhang Jie didn't think his luck was that amazing.
On the contrary, his luck had always been rather poor.
You could tell from the series of events he'd experienced recently; it was either chasing or being chased.
Every time he escaped death, it wasn't really luck, but rather him seizing the opportunity to survive.
Now, the mission was suddenly so smooth, everything so coincidental, Zhang Jie keenly sensed a problem.
And the timing of the police appearance, everything about it gave off a feeling of unease.
Is this box real?
Zhang Jie glanced at the person driving the speedboat, then looked at a very distant spot.
The rain curtain in the dark night cast a light, white veil over the inky black sea, and as far as the eye could see, there was a small cluster of lights, which must have been a yacht.
Zhang Jie thought for a moment, then moved behind the person driving the speedboat; there was the outline of a gun on his back.
He was fully focused, heading towards the yacht in the distance, completely unaware of Zhang Jie who was now behind him.
Zhang Jie directly raised his hand, his right fist striking hard into the other person's armpit, and in an instant, that person reflexively curled up, clutching his armpit and wailing, while also cursing in Japanese that Zhang Jie didn't understand.
Then, Zhang Jie aimed at the back of his head and struck again, and the world fell silent.
"Ha, the baby-sleeping method is always so useful."
After that, Zhang Jie took over the speedboat's steering wheel and sharply turned in another direction.
Since there were no lights on the entire speedboat, it was pitch black, but the sea and the harbor were vaguely visible, so Zhang Jie followed the lights, heading away from the harbor and also away from that yacht.
He had no choice; everything that happened was too strange, and he had to find a way to survive, otherwise, once he boarded that yacht, his life and death would no longer be his to control.
When Zhang Jie saw lights again, he checked the speedboat's fuel gauge, which was almost at 0.
"It should be enough..."
As the speedboat neared the shore, Zhang Jie, carrying the silver briefcase, stepped directly onto the land, then disappeared into the brightly lit embankment.
Meanwhile, on that yacht, a middle-aged man in a suit, holding a glass of champagne, looked at the graceful woman beside him, took a puff from his cigar, and then exhaled.
"Really, why is Ajun so slow? He's still not here after all this time?"
The man was getting a bit anxious, and another man nearby laughed.
"It's raining, so he might need to wait a bit."
Just then, his phone rang. The man answered the call, and his expression instantly changed, "Boss, someone leaked the information. The escort team was ambushed by the Metropolitan Police Department on the way. It probably won't be quick."
"What!"
The man stood up, put down his champagne, and took another deep puff from his cigar.
"Who on earth leaked the information? We can't lose that cargo. If it falls into the hands of the police, that would be troublesome."
"Takashi said the car with the goods has broken through the police blockade and is gone, no one knows where."
Bang!
Hearing this news, the middle-aged man became even more furious, slamming his fist hard against the yacht's floor-to-ceiling glass.
Damn it!
How could such important cargo go wrong?
Who exactly leaked the information?
Shortly after Zhang Jie left, the man he had knocked out woke up, then pulled out his phone and made a call.
"Ajun, you finally called. So, did you get the goods?"
The voice from the other end of the line brought Ajun back to his senses a bit, "Someone carrying a silver briefcase got on the speedboat, but I was trying to take him to the yacht when he knocked me out."
"Nani!!"
"My current location is near Kasai Breakwater. The person has already fled."
Even though he knew it was his dereliction of duty, he could only report the information truthfully to his boss to receive more forgiveness.
"Understood."
The voice on the other end was very cold, then the call ended.
Ajun then rubbed his armpit and shakily stood up, "What an asshole, he hit so hard, it hurts so much."
Ajun looked at the breakwater in the distance, not knowing how long he had been unconscious this time.
However, the other person's vigilance was indeed beyond his expectation.
At this moment, Zhang Jie had already taken a taxi with the briefcase, and coincidentally, the driver was Nakamura Yuichi.
"Yo, young man, what a coincidence."
Nakamura Yuichi, seeing Zhang Jie get into the car in the rearview mirror, also felt the coincidence was quite interesting and greeted him.
After cramming English for a few days, he had managed to grasp some simple conversational words.
However, for normal communication, he would probably still need translation software.
Zhang Jie took out his phone, typed a message, then silently deleted it, and turned off his phone.
He suspected his phone might be traceable.
"Give me your phone." Zhang Jie made a phone gesture to Nakamura Yuichi, asking him for his phone.
Nakamura Yuichi understood and recognized Zhang Jie's gesture, so he opened Google Translate on his phone and handed it over.
Zhang Jie typed a message on it, then had Google Translate speak it aloud.
"I need to go to Seoul. Take me to an airport that goes to Seoul. Hurry, I'm in a rush."
Upon hearing this, Nakamura Yuichi, without even thinking, subconsciously said, "Well, if you're taking a red-eye flight at this hour, it must be Haneda Airport or Narita Airport. But Haneda Airport doesn't have as many red-eye flights as Narita Airport, and Narita Airport is quite far, young man."
Then he realized that the other person didn't understand Japanese, so he picked up his phone and repeated it.
After hearing the translated words from Google Translate, Zhang Jie didn't even frown. He just took the phone and said, "Then take me to Narita Airport, and make it quick."
Going to Haneda Airport was impossible, as it was too close to Tokyo Port, so going to Narita Airport, 70km away, became the best option.
Zhang Jie's answer made Nakamura Yuichi's heart leap with joy, having landed a big fare, and he also kindly reminded him, "Young man, it's 70km from here to Narita Airport, the fare will be very high."
"Go ahead, it's fine."
Zhang Jie waved his hand, indicating it didn't matter, then pulled out five franklins from his wallet and handed them to Nakamura Yuichi, "This should be enough; anything extra is for your hard work."
Seeing the five franklins, Nakamura Yuichi repeatedly waved his hands, saying, "You don't need to give so much, it's actually only 32,000 Yen..."
Seeing Zhang Jie's hand not retract, Nakamura Yuichi swallowed, then took the money.
Then he said, "Buckle up, young man."
He released the handbrake, pressed the clutch, shifted gears, and floored the accelerator.
The taxi's tires spun in place, then it shot forward.
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