Siheyuan came through and sent Jia Zhang to prison

Elsewhere, He Feng lay on the narrow folding bed in his office, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at all. His ears were like standing radars, picking up any slight movement in the corridor outside - even the sound of wind blowing through the window lattice would make his heart tighten. His heart felt like it was carrying a waterlogged stone, heavy and oppressive, making his chest feel stuffy and even breathing difficult. He couldn't rashly send anyone to check on the situation, so he could only wait patiently here for news. Every minute and every second passed by exceptionally long, and the "ticking" sound of the wall clock was like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart again and again, making him even more restless.

Suddenly, the phone on the table rang with a piercing twang. The sharp ringtone was particularly piercing in the silent night, startling He Feng. He sat up abruptly, practically crawling over to the table, and grabbed the receiver. His fingers turned white from the pressure, his knuckles blue. Li Jie's voice came from the other end, crisp and clear: "Director, all the dishes are ready."

This was the code they had agreed upon—it meant that Scar and his gang had been successfully apprehended and all their weapons had been seized. He Feng uttered a heavy "hmm," and without another word, he hung up the phone. He slowly leaned back in his chair and breathed a long sigh of relief. The tightness in his chest dissipated considerably, and his tense nerves finally relaxed a little—the plan had worked. But then, his brows furrowed again, and he began to mentally plan his next move: Now, it all depended on Zheng Qiang's reaction. The most crucial part of this drama was finally coming.

The more he thought about it, the more horrified he became—he had never imagined Zheng Qiang could be so ruthless. Not only was he involved in gun smuggling, he was also planning to kill the investigation team, leaving them no chance of escape. This wasn't just a momentary mistake; it was a complete betrayal, a determination to collude with the reactionaries. Could it be that Deputy Director Zheng, who usually appeared calm and capable, and who constantly emphasized "serving the people" in meetings, was actually the Public Security Bureau's most hidden scoundrel, the hidden mole?

He Feng walked to the washbasin and washed his face briefly with cold water. The cool feeling made him clear-headed. He straightened his clothes, walked out of the office, and instructed the police officers on standby outside, "Call everyone to the lobby. There are changes to the action plan."

When Zheng Qiang heard about the change in action, his heart skipped a beat. He quickly walked up to He Feng with just the right amount of concern on his face, "Director, what's wrong? Did something happen?"

He Feng shook his head and said calmly, "Nothing happened, just a plan adjustment." He looked at Captain Zhang and said, "Captain Zhang, your team will not be participating in this operation. Go to the conference room and wait for orders. I've thought about it and decided that the members of our direct team will be in charge of the operation this time. We will definitely give you a surprise when the time comes."

Zheng Qiang was immediately anxious upon hearing this. His original plan had been to use the opportunity presented by the operation to have his trusted aides eliminate the investigation team, but now that He Feng wasn't letting them go, wouldn't that disrupt all his plans? More importantly, he wanted to kill those annoying members of the investigation team, not his brothers who had been through thick and thin together!

The rest of the Public Security Bureau might not be aware of Scar's gang's capabilities, but Zheng Qiang knew it all—those men were desperate, armed, and ruthless. While the direct team was well-trained, they knew nothing about Scar's details. A head-on confrontation would likely put them at a disadvantage. He opened his mouth, wanting to come up with an excuse, like, "Our team is more familiar with the situation."

He Feng was actually waiting for him to speak, looking at him calmly, knowing that this was Zheng Qiang's last chance. If he stood up to object or tried to intervene, it would be tantamount to confessing his guilt.

Zheng Qiang felt uneasy when He Feng looked at him. His fingertips unconsciously rubbed the corner of his clothes, and his mind was spinning rapidly - he really didn't know how to say it so as not to expose himself and at the same time allow the plan agreed with Scar to continue. He hesitated for a long time before he could barely squeeze out an excuse, his tone somewhat tentative: "Director, you have to know that those Scar people have dealt with people in our team several times and are already familiar with them. If we don't go and only send the brothers from the direct team, will they become suspicious? In my opinion, it would be safer if we go over and cooperate, echoing the previous and next?"

Zhao Lei, the captain of the direct team standing nearby, was always straightforward. He couldn't help but smile when he heard this, and said firmly, "Deputy Director Zheng, don't worry about this. Our team has just completed several important missions. In terms of tacit understanding and means, we are more than enough to deal with this kind of street gang. Just wait and see. I guarantee that we will resolve the battle cleanly and efficiently, without any mistakes."

Zheng Qiang looked at Zhao Lei's confident expression, then glanced at He Feng. Seeing his calm gaze, filled with unquestionable authority, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. His heart felt like a heavy stone was weighing down his chest. He had originally planned to deliver a message to Scar under the guise of "cooperation," but now his plans were completely disrupted. He could only secretly sweat.

Zheng Qiang wanted to say something else, trying to seize the opportunity, but He Feng spoke first. His tone was calm but commanding: "Deputy Director Zheng, your mission is to guard the Public Security Bureau and protect Captain Zhang Shi and the others. Zhao Lei and the others are enough for this operation."

Zheng Qiang opened his mouth, about to retort, but then he realized He Feng's words were indeed impeccable—staying in the bureau to "protect" Zhang Shi would actually help people relax their vigilance, and perhaps find another opportunity to pass on the message. So he nodded, "Okay, then I'll wait in the bureau and keep an eye on Captain Zhang Shi and the others."

He Feng looked at Zhang Shi. Although Zhang Shi didn't say anything, from his slight nod, He Feng knew that he understood what he meant. Then, Zhang Shi led his men away, his steps brisk, obviously to set up the perimeter.

He Feng turned to look at Zhao Lei, his eyes stern. "Let's go. When we get there, follow the plan Captain Zhang Shi laid out earlier and take down Scar's gang. Got it?"

"Understood!" Zhao Lei responded in a deep voice, turned around and wanted to call the team members.

But just as they walked out of the Public Security Bureau gate, He Feng suddenly turned a corner and walked towards a secluded alley nearby, and signaled the team members to stop. "Okay, let's wait here for a while."

Zhao Lei suddenly became anxious and quickly followed him, his face full of confusion: "Director, shouldn't we go and deal with Scar directly? What are we waiting here for? What if we miss the opportunity..."

He Feng smiled, patted his shoulder, and said in a mysterious tone: "Don't worry. We will wait here and follow my plan. Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."