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The image produced by the projector was displayed on the wall of the police meeting room, where Zhang Bin stood on the side of the screen while pointing with a pencil in his hand

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The image produced by the projector was displayed on the wall of the police meeting room, where Zhang Bin stood on the side of the screen while pointing with a pencil in his hand.

"This ship is actually a fake chip processing factory that keeps moving," he glanced at the members sitting facing him. The pencil touches the image of a large ship sailing on the high seas. “Inside was equipment to create fake chips to exchange Autumn Gate cash. The chips will be distributed to gambling places. According to reliable reports, Mr. Han Zhi had sent people there.  When a dispute occurs, the two parties may exchange gunfire.”

As the screen continued to change images, Zhang Bin continued to say a word of warning.

“Remember, we will catch their transactions. In the hands of both parties there may be important machinery. If you don't have to, try to avoid shooting between them. Check equipment!”

The young policeman glanced at the watch on his hand.

“Prepare to act.”

"Good."

The simultaneous answers from the members sounded unified. A minute later everyone left the room.

Wang Zhuocheng who was tidying up the projector machine cast an astonished glance at his boss.

“Why is there suddenly a leak like this? The information suddenly entered our server.  You think it's a coincidence? So far, it's been very difficult for us to get information," he said during his busy schedule.

"I also do not know. Suddenly there was an anonymous account providing information. He even said there was other information if I believe him," Zhang Bin also frowned. “If this ship lands and the information is correct, he promised to send other information.”

Wang Zhuocheng's face wrinkled in confusion, whether he believed it or not at what they had gotten so easily.

“Could it be that someone wants to bring down Mr. Han Zhi and his organization?  Secretly steal information from them and pass it on to us,” he assumed.

“If that's true, I suspect it's an inside job. So far, Autumn Gate has been difficult to come in.”

“Oh yes, Deputy Zhang. What will be the next course of action for the big young master? Shall we let it be? Why isn't he making any movement? Even leaving Vardy still languishing in the cell," Zhuocheng accompanied Zhang Bin's steps as he crossed the threshold.

"I don't know either," Zhang Bin shook his head with a confused frown on his face.  “Zhuocheng, have you noticed anything?  Our investigation turned up nothing. All records on Vardy suddenly came clean and his efforts went unnoticed. This means that we don't have strong evidence and can be used by Vardy to exonerate himself." His brown eyes looked at Wang Zhuocheng who was equally confused.

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