She even asked Miss Xia to send over the detailed information on the military program that Xing Feng had instructed her to prepare. She read through it several times seriously and even took notes.
You Nainai had been by Lin Nuan's side the entire time. She had always thought that being a host was simple, but after seeing Lin Nuan's preparations before the program started, she felt that it wasn't as simple as she had thought …
Over the past two days, Lin Nuan had filled up a new notebook.
Over the past two days, Fu Huai 'an had been so busy that he didn't have time to take risks. Lin Nuan gradually calmed down. After all, Fu Huai' an would be back the next day!
Little Lu received some news and was anxious to tell Fu Huai 'an. However, he knew that Fu Huai' an hadn't hung up on Lin Nuan yet. When he knocked on the door and entered, he hesitated.
On the other end of the line, Lin Nuan had already fallen asleep. Fu Huai 'an raised his head from the documents and glanced at Lin Nuan's sleeping face. He removed his earpiece and asked, "What's the matter?"
Realizing that Fu Huai 'an had likely turned off the microphone, so Lin Nuan couldn't hear him, Little Lu opened the documents in his hands and showed them to Fu Huai' an.
"These are Mr. Qin's movements over the past few days. The people who killed Mrs. Feng and the child in her womb have died one after another. Although the police have accidentally closed the case, the remaining Mr. Haddad has taken precautions and is hiding on Mr. Naseer's private island. That place is heavily guarded by experienced killers and mercenaries. Without any information, even our experienced elite team would find it difficult to get in. Mr. Qin might lose his life if he goes alone …"
Little Lu handed the tablet to Fu Huai 'an. On it were a few photos of Naseer's private island and residence. There were quite a number of patrolling men and black shepherds.
"On the surface, it doesn't look like much, but the outside world is saying that the security team on Mr. Naseer's private island is like a reinforced platoon! Moreover, two of them are in the top 20 of the assassin ranking, and one of them is in the top 10. His name is Hans, Mr. Naseer's right-hand man. I don't think he was around the last time in Dubai, so we didn't meet him. However, I've seen his information before. He's a very formidable character, and his nickname is Beast! " Little Lu's expression was solemn. "From yesterday to today, the GPS coordinates showed that Mr. Qin has stayed around Naseer's residence for a very long time. He will probably take action tonight. If Mr. Qin encounters Hans, he might be in danger!"
Toward Qin Zhe, Little Lu knew that although Fu Huai 'an didn't show it on the surface, he must be worried deep down.
"Sir, should we get someone to bring Mr. Qin back and talk about revenge in the future?" Little Lu asked.
Little Lu had always believed that it was never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. As long as there's life, there's hope.
This time, Qin Zhe did not have any information at all. If he did not make any preparations and went there with his courage, he might not be able to take revenge even if he lost his life there.
Fu Huai 'an flipped through the photos of Naseer's residence, and his deep gaze deepened.
"Why don't I send someone to approach Mr. Qin carefully?" Little Lu tried to guess Fu Huai 'an's thoughts and asked.
"Be careful …" Fu Huai 'an agreed with Little Lu.
Little Lu nodded and packed up the things spread out in front of Fu Huai 'an. He immediately went out to think of a way to get someone to get in touch with Qin Zhe and stop him from going to Naseer's residence to seek revenge on Haddad.
Little Lu had Qin Zhe's location, so it was not difficult to find Qin Zhe.
Moreover, right now, there should be no one keeping an eye on Qin Zhe. Otherwise, Qin Zhe would only be running around pathetically. How would he be able to go and observe the surroundings of Naseer's residence …
Very soon, the person Little Lu sent out replied to him. He saw Qin Zhe and spoke to him. However, Qin Zhe had the determination to face death with equanimity and insisted on giving it a try!
Little Lu could only report to Fu Huai 'an again, hoping that Fu Huai' an would make a decision.
Fu Huai 'an was silent for a long while, then lit a cigarette and said, "Let him be!"
Little Lu nodded and told Fu Huai 'an about his schedule in the afternoon. Fu Huai' an didn't say a word as white smoke rose from his fingers.
He tapped the cigarette ash on the edge of the ashtray. "At 8 pm, the chairman of Shamsun Bank will invite you to a private gathering. The helicopter the chairman of Shamsun Bank will send to pick you up will arrive in 20 minutes!"
Fu Huai 'an nodded. "Go and make the preparations!"
At 8 pm, it was 12 am in the morning in China, and Lin Nuan was sleeping soundly.
At the thought of Lin Nuan, Fu Huai 'an suddenly felt that the cigarette in his mouth was tasteless. He lowered his gaze and frowned as he extinguished the half-smoked cigarette. He then unbuttoned his shirt and got up to change his clothes.
Fifteen minutes later, Little Lu had already changed his clothes. He knocked on the door and entered Fu Huai 'an's suite. "Sir, we can set off now …"
Fu Huai 'an put on his suit jacket and was wearing his watch. Under the collar of his white shirt, his tie was undone, and it hung around his neck. He gestured to Little Lu to come over.
Little Lu quickly walked over and listened in tacit understanding …
Fu Huai 'an said something in Little Lu's ear in a low voice as he fastened his tie. Little Lu paused for a moment before nodding. "Understood, Sir. I'll make the preparations!"
Fu Huai 'an nodded and fastened his tie. "Let's go!"
…
Not everyone could attend the private party hosted by the chairman of the Shamsun Bank. The reason Fu Huai 'an was invited was that Fu Huai' an's reputation on Wall Street in his early years had won the admiration and admiration of the chairman of the Shamsun Bank, Mr. Khalifa.
Upon hearing that Fu Huai 'an had come to Dubai, Mr. Khalifa met Fu Huai' an in person at the party hosted by the ambassador to the United Arab Emirates. After chatting with Fu Huai 'an, Mr. Khalifa admired Fu Huai' an even more, and he immediately invited Fu Huai 'an to attend his private party.
The party hosted by the chairman of the Shamsun Bank, Mr. Khalifa, was held on the private island.
The huge private island was brightly lit, and the luxurious castle-like building was illuminated by countless lights. Looking down from a helicopter, it was like a different scenery in the sea.
There were already a few helicopters parked on the green helipad in front of the private residence. From the height of the helicopter that Fu Huai 'an was in, he could see a man in a suit and the iconic Arabian headscarf alighting from the helicopter. Because of the strong wind brought about by the helicopter's propellers, he covered the headscarf on his head with one hand and walked into the house under the protection of his bodyguards.
There were also men dressed in traditional Arabian white long robes walking up the stairs and into the house.
On the lawn, there were the pets that the guests had brought over. There were lions, tigers, leopards, and other ferocious beasts that had been tamed. They were leisurely being taken for a walk or lying on the lawn enjoying a massage.
The staff members held onto fluorescent batons and indicated the landing spot for the helicopter.
Fu Huai 'an sat steadily in the helicopter, looking down at Mr. Khalifa's private island from above. His right index finger tapped lightly on his knee, and his deep eyes flickered under the light.
The helicopter came to a stop, and the cabin door opened. Fu Huai 'an bent over and alighted from the helicopter …
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