Chapter 307: Gray Wolf Infiltrates, a Custom Handgun Hidden in the Suitcase

Su Ming’s deduction was undeniably bold.

Taking into account the current relationship between Ghost and K—setting aside their conflicts and arguments—and combining that with their criminal escape tactics and Ghost’s extreme self-interest, he came to a precise conclusion.

Ghost had complete faith in K’s plan. He believed that if they followed K’s arrangements, the police would never be able to catch them.

Because in this world, right now, aside from Ghost himself, K was the person who least wanted Ghost to be caught by the authorities.

After all, if Ghost were arrested, it would mean that a secret that had been buried for half a year would soon be exposed to the public. That was something K absolutely could not afford to happen.

Of course, no one could say for sure what kind of consequences would follow once that secret came to light.

…

At that moment.

After hearing Su Ming’s bold theory, Chen Sheng, who was behind the wheel and familiar with Jiahe City, tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel. Glancing at the rearview mirror, he spoke.

“I’ve taken my daughter there before.”

“If we’re talking about the most crowded spots in Lingling Circus, there are really only two…”

“One is the Panda Pavilion, where they keep two pandas. The other is the Lingling Circus Theater where the main performances are held.”

“But both the Panda Pavilion and the Circus Theater have fixed opening hours.”

“For example, those two pandas only come out for photos and viewing from nine to eleven in the morning, and again from one to three in the afternoon.”

“Outside of those times, they stay in their rooms, so the Panda Pavilion doesn’t get much foot traffic.”

“Like now—it’s almost eleven. Most visitors will probably be leaving the Panda Pavilion and heading to the main Lingling Circus Theater.”

“Because compared to the animal exhibits, the circus performances are the real highlight of Lingling Circus. They’re the must-see attraction that draws in the crowds.”

As his words fell, Lin Tian, sitting in the passenger seat, nodded thoughtfully. Then, without hesitation, he made the call.

“Then that’s the plan.”

“When we arrive at Lingling Circus, the first thing we need to do is tighten security at all entry and exit points.”

“Every visitor leaving the park must have their identity verified, and we need to check for sufficient traces of social activity.”

“Even though we have facial recognition data from Qiang Wei, we still need to be extremely cautious. With criminals like this, you can never be too careful.”

“Next, we head straight to the Lingling Circus Theater to investigate. We need to confirm whether Ghost really trusted K’s plan enough to hide among the crowd.”

“As for whether we’ll need to conduct a full sweep of the area, we’ll decide that after checking the Circus Hall.”

“No matter what, we absolutely cannot let Ghost—who holds crucial information about this drug trafficking organization—slip away from right under our noses again.”

…

At the same time.

Gray Wolf had just stepped out of a taxi and bought a ticket to enter Lingling Circus.

Fortunately, the park was used to receiving foreign tourists and had English-speaking staff at the ticket booths.

Otherwise, with Gray Wolf’s Chinese limited to a single “ni hao,” he might’ve missed the whole operation before even getting through the gate.

Maybe he’d end up playing the role of a war correspondent, witnessing Ghost’s arrest firsthand and delivering the bad news to K while it was still fresh.

After entering the park.

Gray Wolf politely waved off the enthusiastic staff member who offered to guide him.

He had to admit, tourist attractions in this country were a little too eager to please foreign guests, as if terrified of leaving a bad impression on their “distinguished” visitors.

Among the crowd of tourists, Gray Wolf stood out with his small suitcase and all-black outfit.

But he paid no attention to the curious stares around him. Without hesitation, he followed the signs posted along the path and made his way to the nearest restroom.

Dragging his suitcase into the last stall, he locked the door behind him and pulled out his phone to send a status update.

Seconds later, a reply from Q arrived on his phone.

This time, it wasn’t just a location. It was a special hyperlink.

As if he had been expecting this, Gray Wolf didn’t hesitate. He tapped the link, which opened a browser and redirected him to a specific page.

Three seconds later.

A GPS map appeared on Gray Wolf’s screen.

The most crucial detail was a red dot marked on the map, labeled with a single English word—ghost. (Ghost)

There was no doubt.

That red dot marked Ghost’s current location, just over a hundred meters from where Gray Wolf stood.

And Gray Wolf could clearly see that in the past minute, Ghost hadn’t moved at all. That meant he was either resting or watching some kind of performance.

Gray Wolf was more than satisfied with this.

A stationary Ghost was far easier to deal with than a slippery target darting around.

Once he confirmed that Ghost was here and very close by, Gray Wolf immediately opened the small suitcase he was carrying.

Without hesitation, he dumped all the useless contents onto the floor in one swift motion.

Then, pressing on the side of the suitcase, he gave it a firm twist.

Click—

With a crisp snap, a hidden compartment inside the suitcase sprang open, revealing itself clearly before Gray Wolf’s eyes.

Inside was a specially modified handgun, enhanced for both range and lethality. Its entire body gleamed with a cold, metallic silver sheen that sent a chill down the spine.

This was an assassin’s weapon of choice, one of the most favored firearms among professional killers.

In the other half of the compartment were two spare magazines, both fully loaded. But in truth, they weren’t likely to be of much use.

In a situation like this, if Ghost couldn’t be taken down within three shots, then even emptying the entire magazine would be pointless.

This was a custom-made suitcase, designed with special compartments that could bypass even the most stringent security screenings.

Even at the world’s strictest checkpoints, no scanner or device would be able to detect that a deadly weapon was hidden inside the suitcase’s lining.

With practiced ease, Gray Wolf loaded the handgun, then unzipped his jacket and tucked the weapon into his chest.

From the outside, there was no way anyone could tell he was carrying a gun.

Once everything was in place, Gray Wolf closed the suitcase and casually stepped out of the bathroom stall.

As he walked, he sent one final message to Q:

boss, god bless you…….