Super God: Liang Bing: Please, stop going crazy!

Qin Mu did not answer, but just stared at him, waiting for the other party's next move.

"I know you don't trust me." The man smiled softly, "But you will believe what I bring."

As he spoke, he took out a small USB flash drive from his pocket and slowly handed it to Qin Mu. "It contains the intelligence I just obtained. It is detailed information about this international criminal organization, including their routes of action, hiding places, and a list of core members."

Qin Mu did not reach out to take it, but asked coldly: "Who are you? Why do you have this information?"

The man sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "I used to be a member of this organization, but later found that their crimes were far more terrible than I imagined, so I chose to leave. Now, I have only one goal - to destroy them and put an end to it all."

Qin Mu still didn't completely believe him, but he knew that the person in front of him at least had some important information, otherwise he would not have risked coming.

"Why are you looking for me?" Qin Mu asked coldly.

"Because you are the only one who is capable of fighting against them." The man looked directly at Qin Mu, his tone firm, "You have determination and ability that they cannot predict. And I... need someone to complete the task that I cannot complete."

Qin Mu was silent for a moment, and finally reached out to take the USB flash drive. He knew that he had reached the moment when he had to make a choice.

"Okay, I'll investigate this information." Qin Mu put the USB away and said coldly, "But if this is a trap, you'll regret coming to me."

The man nodded, without any fear in his eyes. "I understand." He turned and walked to the other end of the warehouse, and soon disappeared into the darkness.

Qin Mu stood there, holding the USB drive tightly in his hand. He knew that he had been involved in a bigger conspiracy, and this time, he would face a huge and dangerous international criminal group.

He had to be more careful and calm. Every step he took was a matter of life and death.

A few days later, Qin Mu opened the USB drive in a safe place and carefully read the information inside. As the man said, the USB drive contained a lot of detailed information about this international criminal organization. This information was enough to shock anyone - human trafficking, arms smuggling, drug trafficking, and even intervention in the political situation and support for terrorist activities.

What made Qin Mu even more uneasy was that the organization's network had infiltrated many countries and regions, and their influence and ability to act far exceeded that of ordinary criminal groups. Based on this intelligence, Qin Mu discovered that the organization's core base was located on a small island in Southeast Asia, which was their headquarters and the center of all their actions.

Qin Mu's mood became heavy. He knew that he had to go to this island, find the core of the organization, and completely destroy their network. Only in this way could he prevent more innocent lives from being drawn into this vortex of sin.

Qin Mu sat in a dimly lit room, the information on the screen scrolling in front of him, showing the complex network of the international criminal organization. Every node and every clue pointed to the same place: a remote island in Southeast Asia. This island was not only their core base, but also carried the operating system of the entire criminal group, controlling human trafficking, drug smuggling and a series of other illegal activities.

Qin Mu knew that it was not easy to go to this island. The other side was obviously heavily guarded, and he was alone. Going there rashly was like walking into a tiger's den. But he knew that only by cutting off the source of this evil could he truly end it all.

He closed his eyes and thought quickly. With his rich experience and intuition, he knew that this operation required extremely high concealment and precise judgment. The organization was intricate and complicated, and the slightest mistake could lead to failure.

Qin Mu finally made a decision. He picked up his phone and contacted an old friend, a retired intelligence agent with extensive connections in Southeast Asia. This friend had fought alongside him in the past, and although he had retired, he still maintained a keen sense of information.

The call was quickly connected, and the other party's voice was hoarse and low: "Qin Mu, long time no see. What brings you here?"

"I need help." Qin Mu said bluntly, "I'm going to a remote island in Southeast Asia, my target is the core base of an international criminal organization. I need routes, resources and support."

The other party was silent for a moment, as if he was weighing the danger of this matter. After a while, he whispered: "It seems that you are in big trouble this time. You know, those islands are not good places, especially the bases of criminal organizations. Once they find you, I'm afraid you will have no way out."

Qin Mu's tone was firm: "I know, but I have no choice."

A sigh came from the other end of the phone: "Okay, since you are determined, I will arrange something for you. But you have to be careful, the waters of Southeast Asia are not as simple as you think. There are pirates, illegal armed forces, and government forces intertwined here. If you are not careful, you will be involved."

"Thank you." Qin Mu responded briefly and then hung up the phone.

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A few days later, Qin Mu arrived at a small port town in Southeast Asia. The air here was humid and hot, and the sea breeze mixed with a salty smell. The streets of the town were crowded with fishermen, tourists, and local residents, presenting a busy and noisy scene.

Qin Mu's old friend had arranged a ferry and necessary equipment for him. He would take an inconspicuous fishing boat and quietly go to the core island of the criminal organization. The boat owner was a taciturn middle-aged fisherman who looked no different from the local fishermen, but Qin Mu knew that he was once a well-known smuggler in the black market. Now he has washed his hands and can still move freely in the waters of Southeast Asia.

The fishing boat slowly left the port, and the sea surface was slightly surging. The outline of the island in the distance gradually became clear. Qin Mu stood at the bow, his eyes determined. He knew that this operation was extremely dangerous, but he had no way out. This was his only choice.

The boat sailed on the sea for several hours, and the sky gradually darkened. As night fell, the outline of the island in the distance became increasingly blurred, with only sporadic lights dotting the dark shore. The boat owner quietly docked, and Qin Mu quickly got off the boat and entered the dense jungle.

The air on the island was hot and humid, mosquitoes were rampant, and there was silence all around. Qin Mu walked through the jungle carefully, trying to avoid making any noise. He knew that the base of the criminal organization was deep in the island, and if he was exposed, he would be surrounded.

Soon after, he found a commanding height and used a night vision telescope to observe the building in the distance. It was a complex facility consisting of multiple buildings. It looked like an old industrial area converted from a complex. It was surrounded by high walls and was heavily guarded. Qin Mu looked around and found that there were armed men patrolling in every corner. It was obvious that this stronghold had become a "fortress" of a criminal organization.

"This is a tough nut to crack." Qin Mu thought to himself.

He did not rush to act, but decided to first investigate the defense system of the entire stronghold. After several hours of observation, Qin Mu gradually figured out the opponent's guard mode, patrol route, and some weak links. He knew that in order to successfully infiltrate, he had to act quickly when the opponent's defense was relaxed.

A few hours later, in the dead of night, the patrolling guards gradually relaxed their vigilance. Qin Mu took this opportunity to quietly approach the wall. With his excellent climbing skills, he quickly climbed over the high wall and sneaked into the stronghold.

The atmosphere in the stronghold was also tense, with guards everywhere. Qin Mu used the cover of night to carefully avoid the patrol team and sneaked into a seemingly inconspicuous warehouse. The warehouse was full of cargo boxes, and the air was filled with a rotten smell.

Just as he was about to continue his investigation, he suddenly heard a few low voices talking not far away. Qin Mu quickly hid in the shadows and heard two guards talking in low voices.

"The boss said that the batch of goods will be delivered tomorrow night. This time it's a big customer, and no mistakes can be made." A guard whispered.

Another guard nodded, with a hint of nervousness in his tone: "I heard that the goods were sent directly to the Middle East. The customer is not easy to mess with."

Qin Mu's heart trembled, he realized that the "goods" they were talking about were probably trafficked people. He knew that the time for this operation was very urgent, and he had to take action before the other party took the hostages away.

After the guards left, Qin Mu quietly continued to investigate. Deep in the warehouse, he found some detention rooms, where dozens of men, women, old and young were detained. They looked haggard, and were obviously forced or deceived. Qin Mu's heart sank. These people were all victims in the trafficking chain. Once they were transferred overseas, their fate would be even more tragic.

Qin Mu knew that he could not wait any longer. He decided to act immediately to rescue the trapped hostages and destroy the stronghold.

He quickly developed a simple but effective plan: create chaos, attract the guards' attention, and rescue the hostages. Qin Mu quietly found some flammable materials in the warehouse, placed them in several key locations, and then ignited one of them, causing a small fire.

The flames spread quickly, and the guards panicked and began to put out the fire, and the order in the entire stronghold was instantly in chaos. Qin Mu took advantage of the chaos and quickly dealt with several guards and opened the room where the hostages were held.

"Follow me!" Qin Mu whispered to the trapped people. Although they looked panicked, they knew that this was the only chance to escape from hell, so they followed him and fled out of the warehouse.

As the fire spread, more guards began to gather and the situation became increasingly tense. Qin Mu led the hostages to evacuate quickly towards the jungle, but just as they were about to leave the base, several fully armed armed men suddenly appeared in front of them and blocked their way.

Qin Mu knew that this battle was inevitable. He was calm and prepared to fight. But at this moment, a fierce gunshot suddenly came from a distance, and then a team of special forces with live ammunition rushed over quickly and subdued the armed men.

Qin Mu was stunned for a moment, then realized that this was a rescue team arranged by his old friend. His friend not only provided him with a route to enter the island, but also dispatched the local special forces at a critical moment to give him the strongest support.

With the addition of special forces, the entire stronghold was quickly captured, all armed personnel were subdued, and the hostages were properly accommodated.

Qin Mu stood in front of the ruins of the stronghold, looking at the wreckage in front of him, with no trace of sadness in his heart.