Chapter 539: High-Speed Capture and Covert Operations

Chapter 539: High-Speed Capture (Update 2)

Every beginning is tough—and interrogations are no exception.

Once you start talking, it’s hard to keep your mouth shut.

Yang Yuhui explained everything.

They claimed he was a corporate spy—though that was really a compliment.

More precisely, Yang Yuhui was a developed ‘insider.’

He had been bribed, enticed, or threatened into working for someone.

Such individuals exist in every country.

From ordinary employees to CEOs and board members, anyone could be a corporate spy.

At least, Yang Yuhui worked for a corporate spy.

And by ‘corporate spy’ he meant an ‘economic spy’—after all, the business world is as cutthroat as any battlefield.

Some business secrets can even reach national proportions.

Moreover, economic spies mainly aim to steal, purchase, or gather trade secrets.

Compared to military or political espionage, corporate spying covers a broader scope.

Sometimes, their influence grows significantly.

Much like military and political spies.

Corporate spies are just as elusive, employing a myriad of tricks…

“I only met him a few times. It was under his threats that I ended up working for him,” he admitted.

Tears and snot mixing with pain contorting his face, Yang Yuhui continued, “I came to Bincheng this time to invest in Yao Zhengqi’s Anti-Cancer Drug Formula. The guy was prepared to throw a hundred million for it. As for the communication… we used a private, encrypted software tool. I, 517, have no idea where he is, but I suspect he’s in Bincheng. The last time we talked, he said that once I handed Yao Zhengqi the money and signed the contract, I should contact him immediately so he could pick up the agreement!”

“No need for suspicion—the corporate spy is definitely there,” Xiao Yu sneered.

Besides, his aim was surely more than just collecting a contract.

He must be after that anti-cancer drug formula, right?

Who would casually hand over a hundred million? It’s never that simple.

“Check the account transfer records,” he ordered.

After a moment’s thought, Xiao Yu instructed Team Five Special Forces, “Bring over a forensic sketch artist.”

Sketch artists have existed as a profession since ancient times.

In ancient times, they typically painted for the royal family.

Much like how palace maids were chosen for important ceremonies that required a sketch artist.

But the sketch artist Xiao Yu needed was different—he specialized in aiding the police.

Using witness and suspect descriptions, he could accurately render a suspect’s portrait.

Based on Yang Yuhui’s account, the technician quickly produced a sketch.

After several revisions, two hours had passed.

“That’s it—he’s got at least an 80% resemblance,” the artist remarked.

Yang Yuhui nodded as he examined the portrait.

Xiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

Luckily, the suspect wasn’t a foreigner.

Although it was unclear if he was a native.

They then ran a cross-reference through a big data system.

They filtered a list of potential individuals for Yang Yuhui to identify.

In the end… nothing came of it.

After all, it was just a portrait.

Computers are smart, but even the best big data systems can’t pinpoint a suspect with just a sketch.

When someone can’t be found, it’s normal—perhaps the suspect is indeed a foreigner.

No other option?

No—there was more.

Xiao Yu brought a computer and had Yang Yuhui log into the private encrypted software.

The software was incredibly user-friendly, hosted on the cloud.

Every time you used it, you simply downloaded and installed it to exchange messages.

Once finished, you deleted it, leaving no trace on the computer.

No trace?

Xiao Yu chuckled coldly. With his ‘Red Hacker Expert’ abilities…

Breaking into this software was as simple as a grown-up playing with a child’s toy.

Within half an hour, Xiao Yu tracked the signal to a service area.

As was said before:

Instant messaging software usually sets up a service area.

Its sole purpose is to facilitate asynchronous communication—like leaving messages.

Without such storage, how would you leave a message?

Who would be stationed by the software 24/7, or keep it perpetually connected?

Even private messaging apps typically establish a service area or use cloud technology.

Once Xiao Yu had traced the server, everything became simpler.

Was it a rented server abroad?

It didn’t matter.

Xiao Yu just needed the IP address from which the software was accessed.

Most of the IPs were from Capital City?

The most recent login was from… Bincheng.

It was accessed through a wireless router signal.

The IP address was quickly located.

It came from a fast-food joint’s public WiFi.

Team Five Special Forces arrived at the fast-food restaurant immediately to collect the surveillance footage.

Typical fast-food restaurants are legally required to keep surveillance footage for at least 30 days.

After retrieving the recordings, they identified those logged into the WiFi during that time.

Finally, by matching the sketch, they narrowed down the suspect.

Through surveillance footage, portrait extraction, and massive database comparison,

the suspect’s identity was laid bare before Xiao Yu.

This was modern investigative work.

If you leave traces expecting not to be found, how can you possibly escape?

Even if you use proxies, hijack connections, or disguise as a ‘chicken’…

In the end, security will dismiss you if you’re small-time.

Dare to pull off something big, and they’ll find you in minutes—leaving you unable to live a normal life.

In the face of top-tier red hackers, such measures are worthless!

…

At the airport security checkpoint,

Gan Hexu was preparing to pass through security and board his flight.

He needed to leave the country as quickly as possible.

Once National Security apprehended Yang Yuhui at a hotel, he knew his own troubles were imminent.

Leaving the country was his best option.

Once he left the nation…

Unfortunately, international flights required a wait.

He ended up waiting a full three hours.

Gan Hexu didn’t think a three-hour wait would give National Security enough time to track him down.

But then, he noticed a handsome young man approaching with a sly smile.

When that smile met his gaze, Gan Hexu felt as if he had been plunged into an icy dungeon.

A cold sweat broke out all over him.

“Planning to resist?”

Xiao Yu asked, his tone both questioning and mocking.

Gan Hexu remained silent…

Even though he knew his fate would be grim,

and that he was doomed,

as someone who once prided himself on his cleverness,

Gan Hexu, not wanting to suffer before his end,

and as a corporate spy,

knew all too well that some things were far more terrifying than death.

So, he meekly extended his hand.

A Special Forces officer cuffed him.

Two hours later,

Xiao Yu emerged from a hotel room.

He exhaled deeply, a grin spreading across his face.

Thankfully, it turned out there was no elaborate spy network—just a lone freelancer on the run.

Now, he could happily turn his focus to the laboratory explosion case!