When Song Heping left Haymour's house, his palms were sweaty on the passenger seat.
Last time he sweated like this was when he and Ah Guan were attacked while delivering goods, it had been a long time since he felt this way.
His fingers even seemed to tremble slightly.
Could they not tremble?
This was a big deal involving fifty tons of gold, damn it!
Oh, no!
To be precise, this was a major heist involving fifty tons of gold.
Wasn't it?
This was a robbery.
No doubt about it.
While negotiating with Haymour, a rough outline of a plan had already formed in Song Heping's mind.
But this outline was huge.
Huge enough that many details needed to be thought through alone in his room, carefully considered.
Every single detail was a matter of life and death.
He had specifically instructed Samir to keep everything secret.
"Samir, everything you hear tonight, keep it locked in your brain, and don't tell anyone. Since you heard it, you're in, and we'll call you when it's time to act," he commanded.
As he said this, he looked over at Samir who was driving.
Samir had never seen such fierce killing intent in his boss's gaze.
He suddenly realized that tonight was both an opportunity and a crisis for him.
If handled well, he could strike it rich with the boss.
If not, his life would surely be lost here.
And one thing was certain.
He couldn't get out of it now.
If he leaked even a sliver of information, causing any consequences, the boss sitting next to him would definitely not hesitate to finish him off.
And the scariest part was, having followed Song Heping for so long, he had never seen Song Heping fail. Whoever Song Heping wanted dead, was dead for sure.
Back at the water station, the mercenaries had already cleared out a room.
Paul and his engineering team occupied the third floor, while Song Heping's men were on the first and second floors.
There was no need for Song Heping to worry about the progress of the project.
In fact, he wasn't even concerned about the security issue at the water station anymore.
Because Haymour had assured him that, although the area was chaotic, the Yijibai Family's words were still heeded. He guaranteed that nothing would go wrong at the water station during Song Heping's stay, especially during the operation, when he would even send people to assist with the construction project to ensure completion in the shortest time.
With this assurance, Song Heping could now focus on one thing—robbing the gold.
Song Heping didn't rush to discuss the plan with the cooks and others.
He had to sort out all the details by himself now, to design a tactical plan, a plan that had to be perfect.
Although plans can never keep up with changes, any action must have a plan.
White Bear and the others wanted to ask Song Heping what exactly had been discussed at Haymour's place that evening.
Song Heping fended them off with a simple explanation, stating that he would fill them in when the time came, then buried himself in his room, shut the door, pulled out maps and paper, and immediately got to work.
Because time was extremely tight.
Even though Sadam was caught, he didn't know the whereabouts of this batch of gold, but he knew the people.
He knew who in the northwest region was most likely to be the keeper and hider of this gold.
Given enough time, the CIA could definitely extract more suspicious individuals from his mouth and have the covert operations department arrest these people.
Once in the hands of the CIA, Song Heping believed that almost no one could endure their professional interrogation.
So, as long as the CIA was patient enough, they would definitely trace the gold.
Another factor was, why was Haymour eager to collaborate with him?
Likewise, because the gold's keeper and the organization could face changes at any time.
Just like initially, Hassan was in charge of the safekeeping, but then Hassan chickened out and handed it over to others before fleeing.
In fact, he was a smart man.
Ordinary people see fifty tons of gold and think of money.
But Hassan saw death.
As long as the gold remained in his hands, he would be hunted.
Haymour gave Song Heping only three days.