The other party said, "Wang Shang is currently eating with someone at the 'Liming Hotel'. Take your men there immediately. Be warned, Wang Shang is a formidable fighter, a master. Ensure your own safety."
"Yes!" Wang Shang shouted loudly.
After hanging up the phone, Huang Jianwu ignored the acupuncture needles in his body and said, "Brother Ye, I apologize, but we have to go on a mission. I'll treat you to a meal another day."
Ye Tian glanced at the acupuncture needles on him and frowned slightly. He disliked it most when patients were uncooperative during treatment. He said coldly, "Sit down."
Seeing the Martial King's displeasure, Huang Jianwu, the captain of the criminal police, obediently sat back down, unable to resist.
Ye Tian continued, "After I finish my acupuncture, you must not move recklessly, or all our previous efforts will be in vain, and it could even lead to severe consequences."
He then looked at the others, "You take me to see that Wang Shang. I'll capture him in place of Captain Huang."
The few exchanged glances, but then they remembered that although Wang Shang was an AA-level fugitive, he was nothing compared to the Martial King.
Zhu Qingxue stood up and said, "Doctor Ye, I'll take you."
Yang Huzhong also chimed in, "I'll go too!"
Ye Tian nodded and said to Lin Ziyi, "Ziyi, order two more dishes. I'll be back soon."
Yang Huzhong drove, with Ye Tian and Zhu Qingxue in the back seat. Ye Tian asked, "I only know about A-level fugitives. How are there AA-level ones?"
Zhu Qingxue explained, "AA-level fugitives are very rare, and the information is not released to the public to avoid unnecessary public panic. In fact, criminals of this caliber are usually dealt with by organizations like the Dragon Slaying Squad. This incident happened suddenly, so Director Lu asked Captain Huang to handle it."
Yang Huzhong added, "Actually, above AA-level, there are also AAA-level and AAAA-level fugitives. The more 'A's, the more terrifying they are, but conventional firearms can still threaten them. However, anything above that, the S-class, is truly terrifying. We are completely helpless against them. The person I mentioned in the border operation was an S-class criminal."
Wu Bei's heart stirred, and he asked, "So, are there also SSSS-level criminals? Have you heard of any?"
Yang Huzhong shook his head, "Those are all state secrets, and I wouldn't have access to them. However, I heard from an elder in the provincial department that ten years ago, there was an SS-class crime in the province. At that time, the country dispatched an organization called 'Thunder God'. Thunder God only sent a young man, in his twenties, who knocked the person unconscious after entering. Keep in mind that before that, grenades and submachine guns couldn't even harm him, and he had killed over a dozen people."
Wu Bei pondered, realizing that the national-level forces were indeed extremely powerful, just unknown to the public.
Soon, the three arrived at the Liming Hotel.
The Liming Hotel was opened by a local big shot, who had been causing trouble in his early years but had become much more honest in recent years, focusing on his business.
The Liming Hotel occupied a large area, serving barbecue in the summer and hot pot in the winter. Its business was booming, with the owner, Zhang Limin, earning two to three million annually.
At this moment, the Liming Hotel was still bustling with activity, with people from all walks of life dining and drinking. Even outside, more than a dozen tables were set up.
Zhu Qingxue showed Ye Tian a photo on her phone. Ye Tian glanced at it. The suspect was in his late thirties, bald, with a scar on his left cheek extending to his eye socket, making him easy to identify.
He nodded and turned to walk inside. A waiter asked, "How many of you? We're full, you'll have to wait."
Ye Tian replied, "It's fine, we're looking for a friend."
The waiter didn't ask further. Ye Tian's gaze swept around and he noticed quite a few bald men present, three or four outside, but none were the person they were looking for.
He then entered the hotel's interior. The hotel had two areas, the outer area with low tables, and the inner area with private rooms. Since the person he was looking for wasn't in the outer area, he headed towards the private rooms.
These private rooms were all curtained, and he had to lift each one to take a look. There were a total of ten private rooms. As he lifted the curtain of the fourth door, he saw a bald man drinking and chatting with a man with a square-shaped face.
Seeing someone enter, the man with the square-shaped face looked at him and asked sternly, "Who let you in?"