Sheyan first walked to the side of a small town by the seaside, he saw a hair salon that was still lit up with pink lights in the middle of the night. He directly told the lady boss to find two beauties for a massage. Up till now, it was still the normal process of exchanging money for sex. But after this, if the lady boss wanted to do illegal business, she would ask "Are two beauties enough?"
Most of the customers would reply with a lewd smile, but Sheyan's reply was not enough, at least 8. At this point, the lady boss would very professionally call Sheyan in. Depending on the size of the room, she would take out a map or a globe, and directly ask Sheyan where to go. Then she would pay a deposit and buy a ticket before boarding the ship.
Nowadays, smuggling was very professional, there would even be first class cabins. As long as you pay, the service would not be inferior to ordinary cruise ships. Furthermore, the border and marine police would only take action during periods of strict crackdown, and normally they would not care much about it. Without a mouse, why would you need a cat? From Chaoshan to Singapore, it would take about 8 days and 8 nights. During this period, Sheyan did not inconvenience himself nor did he purposely show off. He calmly boarded the ship, and everyday if he had nothing to do, he would train his body in his cabin. He was familiar with all the tricks and rules of the ship, and did not reveal the slightest abnormality.
When he disembarked, Sheyan could be considered to have gained something. His basic attribute strength had increased by 1 point, reaching a high of 11 points. After he disembarked from the ship, naturally there were people who came to do business with him. Sheyan was a frequent visitor, he directly went to a hotel in Singapore's Sembawang and stayed there. The Chinese population here was as high as 76%, although the national language was Malay, but if you speak Chinese, more than half of the people here could understand.
Singapore was heavily hyping up the 'Singapore Authentic Antiques Exhibition' exhibition. In the following days, they had arranged for the China Charity Auction, Asia's top 500 companies' summit and other activities, believing that it would bring about a recovery to the local economy that had suffered a heavy blow during the economic crisis. Therefore, the entire city treated this matter with utmost importance. However, Sheyan didn't mind at all, because Singapore was a typical city of a country. Its navy, land and air forces, including logistics, didn't even amount to 50,000 soldiers ….. this level of military might was distributed throughout a metropolis of over 5 million people. It could be said to be a symbolic deterrence, and its deterrence towards Sheyan was close to zero.
The opening ceremony of the expo would be held tomorrow. There was no doubt that Sheyan would not be able to enter the venue immediately, because the VIPs who would be attending the opening ceremony would be very important. The Prime Minister of Singapore and the ambassadors of other major countries would also be attending the opening ceremony. If Sheyan chose to make a move at that time, it would mean that he would have to deal with these guys, the high-level security guards and so on. This was definitely not something a rational person would do.
Sheyan's plan was simple. After the opening ceremony, he would infiltrate into the next day's China Charity Auction, and see which rich tycoon would bid for that bottle of wine. Then, when the rich tycoon left, he would appear and commit a shocking but not dangerous robbery (because it was just stealing a sip of wine). After that, he could quietly and safely drift away.
The only problem now was that Sheyan had to enter the auction venue, and ascertain who the buyer was at the first instance.
Because even if he used his toes to think, he would know that this Maotai wine would definitely not be the finale of the auction, and the buyer would probably not wait for the auction to end before leaving. Therefore, if Sheyan did not enter the venue and waited outside, then he would most likely miss his target. Of course, he could also wait outside the venue to watch the live broadcast, but the so-called 'live broadcast' would most likely be delayed by 10 minutes or so. The purpose was obviously to prevent any accidents (for example, someone would suddenly jump out and shout a reactionary slogan, or strip naked and do something indecent etc) as a buffer. Sheyan wasn't sure what type of live broadcast this time, hence he wasn't willing to take that risk.
Under normal circumstances, outsiders were not allowed to enter an auction unless you paid a certain amount of deposit. Fortunately, in order to garner a good reputation, 50% of the proceeds from this auction would be donated to relevant charity organizations. Therefore, such an event naturally had to be publicized with great fanfare. Therefore, there would definitely be many reporters, and the best would be mainstream media from all over the world. Firstly, it would promote the reputation and image of the host, and secondly, it would naturally stimulate the competitive mood of those rich tycoons who came to participate in the auction, so that they could sell for a higher price.
Sheyan naturally had the idea of targeting reporters from all over the world. As long as he casually dealt with a reporter, and then sneaked in, he would naturally be able to easily capture his first target. Of course, Sheyan didn't have the guts to deal with such an attention-grabbing reporter sent by CCTV. After repeatedly researching, he locked his target on the reporter sent by the neighbouring Malaysia's Sabah state television station.
Singapore and Malaysia were neighbors, and the relationship between the two countries was extremely harmonious. The Sabah state television station was similar to Malaysia's provincial television station, similar to China's Mango TV and Jiangsu TV. Furthermore, the difference between Malaysians and Chinese wasn't huge. Sheyan just needed to darken his skin and chew on betel nut, and naturally he could disguise himself as a prostitute. His goal was to enter the venue, and by the time the Sabah state television station found out that their colleague wasn't here, they would have already discovered the truth.
Singapore was located at the Straits of Malacca, and was an extremely important gateway between the Pacific Ocean and the Indian Ocean. In the past, Sheyan would have to pass through this place 5-6 times out of ten. Hence, although he couldn't be considered a local tyrant, he was still familiar with the place. Everyone who ran ships would smuggle their own goods. The bigger ships would naturally smuggle more goods, while the smaller ships would naturally smuggle less goods. A few years later, Sheyan won the trust of the captain of the 5,000-ton Panamanian freighter, so he was once in charge of the "business" of selling contraband goods. Of course, those who dared to take over smuggling must have some tricks up their sleeves. Sheyan relied on the relationship he had formed two years ago, and forked out 5,000 Singapore dollars (approximately 25,000 RMB). He easily obtained the information of the Sabah state television station's crew, their living quarters and other information.
After paying a sufficient tip, Sheyan successfully stayed beside the Sabah state television station's crew. He spent a large amount of time carefully listening to their conversations, trying to find any loopholes. However, this bunch of people were laughing and joking, and spoke in the local slang. Sheyan's understanding of the Malay language was limited, if they slowed down their speech, he could roughly guess 50% of their conversation. However, these people were extremely excited, and naturally their chatter was extremely fast. Sheyan was naturally at a loss.
Until the night before the China Charity Auction, Sheyan still couldn't find a single clue. However, his current state of mind was incomparably fervent. If the obstacle in front of him was a mountain, then he would definitely attempt to chisel it apart. If it was a rock, then he would think of a way to shatter the rock! Since this bunch of Malay people wasn't willing to give him a chance, then he would create one! After pondering for a while, he went downstairs to buy a pack of laxatives. He identified one of the Sabah state television station's crew with a similar stature as himself. He was one of the few who slept alone, and obviously his status wasn't low. When they went for supper, he quietly snuck in, and placed the laxatives into that guy's cup.
This bunch of people said they were going for supper, but in reality, they went to the bar to play after eating, and returned drunk. Presumably, everyone had the experience of being drunk, once they laid in bed, they wouldn't be willing to move. But in the middle of the night, they would definitely be thirsty to death. Therefore, don't even talk about the laxatives, even if Sheyan peed into that cup, that guy wouldn't be able to drink anything out of the ordinary.
Therefore, the next morning, that guy's complexion was ashen as he laid limp on the bed. His legs were weak, and even standing up was difficult, not to mention going for an interview. The crew looked at each other in dismay, cursing in their hearts for being a useless shit stirrer. But this guy's backing was extremely strong, and his companions could only helplessly pass him some medicine, and hurriedly rush to the auction site.
After that bunch of people left, Sheyan entered the room. Without wasting any time, he directly took out a common cold knife and placed it against that guy's neck. Naturally, that guy was scared witless and begged for anything he wanted. After receiving the items, Sheyan put on the wig and sunglasses that he had prepared beforehand and knocked the guy unconscious. He then picked up the backup video camera that the guy had placed in the room and strode out like he was flying. He really did look like a cameraman.
The next step was naturally very simple. Sheyan directly hailed a taxi to the venue. It was located in a luxurious 35-storey building in Singapore. Probably due to the fact that the expo had only been open for two days, the security was relatively lax. Everyone was laughing and chatting, and it seemed like it wouldn't be difficult for a passerby to sneak in. Sheyan hurriedly entered, flashing his reporter badge, and directly headed to the auction site on the 17th floor. He found a corner and pretended to stand there, and started to observe his surroundings.
The auction was about to start, and there wasn't anything new. It was nothing more than the usual slogans and banter. On the other hand, there were quite a number of beautiful ladies among the aristocrats seated below. However, all of them were smiling sweetly and holding onto old men. At first glance, one could tell that they were flowers that had fully absorbed the essence of cow dung to be able to bloom so beautifully. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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