While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 917
"Understood. I'll do it right away!"

Less than two seconds after the command was issued, Lena's answer came from the walkie-talkie.

And Song He, relying on his keen sense of hearing, judged from the subtle sound faintly coming out of the walkie-talkie that Lena had already acted neatly when she answered.

Song He, who was in a good mood at this time, nodded and warned: "Disguise well and don't reveal your identity, otherwise the consequences may be serious!"

"Okay." Lena responded again after a few seconds of silence.

Half an hour later, Song He, who was silently estimating the time, glanced at the electronic watch in the ward, and was about to ask Lena how things were going, when the walkie-talkie rang very slightly.

"It seems to be going well." Song He laughed, and then joked: "Are you at a loss now?"

"A little bit." Lena said truthfully, and then waited for Song He's next words.

"Tomorrow night's event will be hosted by you, and I will tell you how to do it." Song He did not explain, but directly ordered in detail: "But you can't appear at the scene, so the whole event must be controlled remotely .”

"The reason for this is to prevent your identity from being exposed and cause unnecessary trouble. As for the list of invitees and the invitation letter, I will give it to you tomorrow evening."

"And after you get the invitation letter, you need to deliver them to the invitees in the shortest possible time, and ensure that they see it as soon as possible. Also, you can't reveal your identity during the whole process, understand?"

Listening to Song He's description, Laina imagined the difficulty of the task. Although she thought it was a bit difficult, it was still within her ability, so she responded seriously: "Understood."

"It's good to understand, this matter must not go wrong." Song He said and made some arrangements for the details, and then ended the call.

However, he did not fall asleep, but instead lay down on the hospital bed in a more comfortable position, staring at the numbers on the electronic watch, wondering what he was thinking.

And when the time came to three o'clock in the morning, the walkie-talkie in Song He's hand beeped again.

"It's finally here." Song He happily pressed the call button: "My dear Shi Chuan, I am so happy to see that you can contact me at the appointed time!"

"Mr. Sun, I have to remind you..." Hayato Ishikawa gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words: "...a password!"

"Are you sure?" Song He said with a chuckle, "I am a genius, there is no doubt about that."

"Mr. Sun is right." Ishikawa Hayato, who has always kept promises and respected etiquette, muttered in a low and vague voice, and then asked with a light cough: "Mr. Sun, where is your plan?"

"Just found some scapegoats to confuse the view." Song He lay on the hospital bed with his legs crossed, and said comfortably: "They should have just selected a leader for that fragile alliance, and began to agree on the actions and details of their respective responsibilities. .”

"Next, they will spend the daytime inspecting various areas on the ship, looking for locations that are convenient for them to ambush and making preparations, and then destroying the monitoring facilities at those locations tomorrow night."

"And when they feel like they're in the groove, we're done with phase one."

Hearing this, Hayato Ishikawa exhaled and sighed: "Mr. Sun, your ability to coordinate and organize is really amazing."

"Who made me so good?" Song He raised his toes and asked with a smile, "By the way, how are you doing there?"

"I have initially gained Hikaru Nakajima's trust." Hayato Ishikawa suddenly became a lot more serious: "But Mr. Sun, I must remind you that after my observation, the purpose of the organizers of the dozen or so boarding may not be the same. Not simple."

"Because it seems to me that they're not very keen on the fight between the invitees. And from their point of view, it's not so much that they're playing a game as they are passing the invitees. The battles and victories, to find men for yourself."

"Looking for subordinates?" Song He's eyes were fixed, and the toes that were shaking back and forth stopped for a moment: "Judging from the abilities of the invitees on the ship, they are indeed worth wooing."

"But there probably aren't many people who are really willing to join them, and there are definitely no people at the level of Cliff and Bethel Pat."

"Mr. Sun knows things like a god." Hayato Ishikawa nodded and said: "As far as I know, after Hikari Nakajima boarded the ship, he extended an olive branch to more than one invitee, and some invitees even received More than once."

"However, not many people responded to him, and many of the responders responded and declined out of courtesy. As for someone like me who took the initiative to come to the door, there is no second one besides me."

Song He, who was listening carefully, laughed, "If I were Hikaru Nakajima, I should treat you more courteously now. After all, a person of Cliff level is willing to stand by his side, but it's something you can't even ask for."

"In fact, he doesn't think I can be compared with Cliff and others." Ishikawa Hayato said modestly: "After all, when I boarded the ship last time, my record was not as glorious as Cliff and the others."

"He will find your excellence." Song He smiled meaningfully: "As long as you are willing to show it."

"Mr. Sun was joking. I'm not as outstanding as you said." Hayato Ishikawa said modestly and then regained his solemn tone: "Mr. Sun, there is one more thing that needs your attention."

"That was when I accompanied Hikaru Nakajima to attend a small gathering among some organizers, and through some vague signs, I discovered that there were private connections between the leaders of several groups."

"Because Hikaru Nakajima was not seen by these people, I can't get access to deeper information. But I can be sure that one of the invitees is working for them."

"Huh? Do things for several group leaders at the same time?" Song He, who felt that there was something interesting in it, turned his eyes and asked, "Do you know who it is?"

"I haven't seen him." Ishikawa Hayato recalled briefly: "But I heard his name by accident. It's a man named Kelvin."

"Kelvin..." Song He frowned and thought for a moment, then quickly remembered a piece of information in the list of all boat passengers sold by Carlo: "I met him, twenty hours ago, he was in the library and Card Lo chat."

"You know, I've got decent hearing, so I caught a few bits and pieces of their conversation."

Ishikawa Hayato, who was originally calm, immediately excitedly said: "Mr. Sun, would you like to share with me the content of their exchange?"

"Why do you listen to these few words?" Song He's words made Ishikawa Hayato feel a little lost, but then Song He changed the subject and said with a smile: "It's better if we just ask Carlo for all the information."

In the early morning of the next day, because Song He pretended to be unconscious with his extremely realistic acting skills, the medical staff on board made a wrong judgment on his condition, thus allowing him to achieve his goal of staying in the medical room.

And because there are less than 500 people on board the ship plus the staff, and all of them are in good health.Even if some people feel unwell, they are not so bad that they need to come to the infirmary for medical treatment.

Therefore, the intensive care unit where Song He is located has become a high-level safe place forgotten by everyone, allowing him to calmly command Lena to go to various places for filming.

In the evening, Song He, who took the initiative to regain consciousness and showed his strong physique to the medical staff, left the medical room smoothly.

As soon as he returned to his guest room, Song He told Lena to bring all the recorded images to meet him in his room.

But when Laina skillfully climbed from the balcony into the house with what Song He wanted, she was startled by the sight in front of her.

It turned out that in Song He's originally fairly spacious house, there were three working machines lined up side by side.And looking at the size of the machine, it is obviously not something that can be easily moved and carried!
Lena, who is familiar with all kinds of electronic equipment, was stunned, her eyes were full of doubts, and she blinked twice, not understanding how the printing and packaging machines in front of her appeared in Song He's room.

"The movement is fast." Seeing Lena appearing, Song He excitedly pointed to the three large machines and explained: "It looks a bit exaggerated, isn't it? In fact, it's just to disturb the line of sight."

Lena became more and more puzzled when she heard the words, but when her doubts were getting stronger, a word Song He once said suddenly flashed into her mind!

"Invitation letter!" Lena stared wide-eyed at the three machines in front of her that were difficult to move in through the door, and dared not answer: "Mr. Sun, this, these machines..."

"Yes, it is for printing invitation letters." Song He stood up triumphantly, patted the machine that occupied a large space in the house with satisfaction and lied: "It was entrusted to one of our allies to transport it, and no one was allowed to send it." People see it, don't worry."

Lena felt that her lips were very dry, and swallowed subconsciously, not knowing what to say.

"Time is running out, don't be in a daze." Song He laughed when he saw this, rubbed his hands eagerly and said, "Let's start working!"

Half an hour later, Lena turned out the window with a complicated mood, carrying a stack of beautifully sealed books.

In a luxurious restaurant on the ship, three men were sitting around a dining table, enjoying sumptuous food and intoxicating wine, and the way they chatted and laughed heartily made them seem to be in a great mood.

Not long after, when the three of them were all happy and ready to end the cheerful dinner, a waiter suddenly came to their table with a tray and said with a respectful smile, "Three gentlemen, there is a gentleman here for you." A dish was delivered."

When the three people who were chatting happily heard this, their expressions suddenly became extremely alert. They looked at each other and then looked at the tray covered with a heat preservation cover, their expressions very guarded.

"Put it on the table and open it." The leading man among the three said something to the waiter, then stood up and took two steps back, at the same time signaling to his two companions to step back a little.

Seeing this, the other two hurriedly followed suit, then stared at the waiter closely, and even made preparations to retreat immediately if they saw something wrong.

The waiter smiled when he saw this, and slowly placed the tray in the middle of the table, gently lifted the heat preservation cover, and then stepped aside.

The three men looked intently, but saw a plastic-sealed book on the tray. The thickness was only about 20 pages, but the cover design and binding were very professional and tidy, making the book look quite high-end And with style.

"Illustrated Book of Auctions?" The leading man read out the huge international characters on the cover of the book. Although the words were clearly written, his doubts were even heavier in his heart.

Another man was also puzzled, and he couldn't help but muttered: "What? You invited us to participate in the auction?"

The leading man shook his head, looked at the waiter and said, "What does the person who asked you to give us this book look like? Where did he go?"

"It's a gentleman, of medium build, who didn't show his face." The waiter bowed and replied, "He left something and left. I don't know where he went."

The leading man was sure to be the answer. He picked up the book with a snort, checked it carefully, tore off the plastic cover, and opened it carefully.

"What is this? It's all photos..." After flipping through two pages, the leading man suddenly stopped talking in a daze, and closed the book with his palms tightly. His brows were full of horror, as if he saw something terrifying!
When his two companions saw this, their hearts sank for no reason. Just as they were about to ask, they saw the leading man scanning every corner of the restaurant with a gloomy expression, and finally gritted his teeth and said in a muffled voice: "Let's go!"

Although the two companions didn't know what was going on, they could see that the leading man had already walked out first, so they quickly followed.

After a while, the three of them came to an empty corner. The leading man handed the book to them without waiting for the two companions to ask.

The two companions took it in surprise, quickly looked through it, and soon they were stunned on the spot like the leading man!
And in the book in their hands is a close-up shot of the three of them hiding in a corner!
"We've been tricked!" The leading man gritted his teeth and said, "Where someone is guarding, no matter who chooses to make a move, they will be photographed, and then they will blackmail the person who makes the move!"

The faces of the two companions were also extremely ugly at this time, obviously they had figured out the key point.One of them continued to browse for a while, and said with a sullen face: "Our three hands-on actions have been photographed!"

"The other two groups of people who were photographed, I took a photo with one of them when I checked the surveillance blind spots. I didn't think much about it at the time. It turned out that they had the same plan as us!"

"Bastard Carlo, the same news is sold three times!"

"What's the use of talking about it now!" The leading man glared at his speaking companion, forced himself to calm down and said, "That's how intelligence transactions are. Carlo didn't sell a share to everyone, which is considered restraint."

"The most important thing now is that we have to settle this matter with the smallest cost! Otherwise, not only will the coins we got be taken away, but we will even be eliminated directly!"

"And the only chance is to stop the person who blackmailed us before the auction starts, and settle the matter ahead of time!"

After finishing speaking, the leading man flipped through the book carefully, then turned and ran towards the small concert hall.

The two companions also knew the seriousness of the situation, gritted their teeth and quickly followed.

And just as the three of them hurried to the auction address recorded in the book, the other two small leagues who had ambushed others in the surveillance blind spot created by Lena also received this exquisite auction guidebook one after another, and made A similar decision was made with three men.

But what they didn't expect was that Song He printed far more than three auction pictures!
And those invitees who got the auction illustrated book all saw the opportunity in this auction, and unanimously set their sights on that unremarkable small concert hall.

However, among these sights, the one with the most anticipation was the mixed-race man in the luxury suite on the top floor of the cruise ship.

"Uncle Zhong, this auction book is very interesting." The mixed-race man kept looking through with a smile of interest on his face: "Do you know who sent it?"

"I don't know. When I rushed to open the door, the person had already left, and I only saw a figure from the back." Uncle Zhong said firmly, "But although the other party has made a disguise, it should be a woman, and she has very good skills."

"Women with very good skills..." The mixed-race man muttered after a little recollection: "Although there are more women invited this time than last time, but if you can be said to be very skilled by Uncle Zhong, it will not exceed five."

"It's a pity that I can't break the rules, otherwise I really want to investigate..."

As he said that, the mixed-race man shook his head and said with a cheerful smile, "Let's go, Uncle Zhong, let's go see how exciting this special auction can be!"

(End of this chapter)