It was a sleepless night for many people.
Noah wore black and went out in the middle of the night. He had been searching for those people all these years. Now he finally located them, and he felt excited. He wasn't sure if this address was their stronghold, but if he succeeded in the attack, he would be a step closer to destroying all the dens.
Vincent gave him not only an identity, but also the power to perform duty of the identity.
At midnight, Noah discussed the operation plan of the next day with several SWAT captains. In order not to attract attention, he chose the restaurant and ordered four dishes to cover their real intention. At the center of the table was a detailed map of the GY Temple.
"There are a total of three gates to the temple. You split up into three teams and disguise as visitors to offer incense. Guard the three gates. No matter what happens, you must stay in your positions."
"I will take some people to locate the children, and you listen to my order. Before that, you can't act without permission even you encounter someone you suspect."
"This is the map, and you discuss the positions among yourselves. We will leave tomorrow at seven o'clock. Don't do anything stupid like evacuating the crowd. Remember, do your job properly."
The SWAT captains were not pleased with Noah's commanding tone, but they did not refute as he was right that any small accident could directly result in failure. Everyone present had participated in all sorts of operations and had been injured in meticulous planning. They knew well what Noah meant. They did not understand how an outsider like him managed to participate in such a big case, and they doubted his ability, but they suppressed their dissatisfaction and did not show it.
Soldiers were all proud, especially these captains. They despised Noah, who pulled strings to secure the position of inspector.
Everyone knew it took painstaking efforts and injuries to obtain this position. However, the man before them appeared as an inspector with obscure background. He hadn't got any distinguished merits, nor had he ever saved anyone, let alone participate in any operations. How could he convince them?
Noah was perceptive. Although the men concealed their grudges well, he could tell that they were reluctant to listen to him. He took a sip of tea and said, "After this is settled, I don't think we will meet again in the future. I hope we can have a good cooperation this time."
His implication was obvious, and the men could not quite understand him. But his honest eyes convinced them that he was not a liar and would keep his promise. They put down their bias and simply said, "Okay."
They raised their teacups and clinked. "We wish everything would go smoothly tomorrow."
When Noah went out of the restaurant, a drop of rain fell from the sky and splashed on his face. He looked up and saw the dark sky seemed to have been torn open and poured down all the rain.
...
The lightning ripped the sky, followed by the booming thunder, leaving the city in a chaos.
Emma heard someone bitterly quarreling. She was familiar with the sound of vase smashing, the bickering and the man's furious roar.
She got out of bed and quietly pushed the door open to hear it more clearly.
"Are you going to see that bitch again? You can't go!"
"Stop making a fuss. Get lost!"
"I dare you to leave! If you leave, don't ever come back! Don't ever come back! You're a bastard if you come back again!"
"Let's wait and see if I will come back!"
"You heartless bastard! Bastard! Damn you! I'll kill you!"
"Get lost!"
Suddenly, all the noises died.
There were only the woman's miserable sobs, which lingered in the air and disturbed Emma.
She heard heavy footsteps from the stairs, and she retreated to her room as the woman stomped all the way into her room. The woman grabbed her shoulders and cried, "I'm running away from home! Your father doesn't want me anymore. He is going to live with that bitch. He doesn't want us anymore. He's heartless..."
Emma calmly comforted her, "At worst, he will marry one more woman. There's no need to make a scene."
"Marry one more woman?" The woman's makeup was smudged by her tears. She was a wealthy lady, wearing precious jewels. On each of her wrists, she wore a jade bracelet, which was bright and smooth without any flaws. One single bracelet like this was worth a million, and she had a pair of them.
"I've fought with those three women for so many years, but I can't defeat them. Now, there will be one more. How can I bear with it?" She cried bitterly. "He's so old. Why can't he stop? Are the women outside that good? He's trying to kill me..."
They quarreled once a year, but that did not mean they seldom bickered. That man came only two or three times a year. Bernice, his fourth wife, lived in such a large villa with his fourth child.
"Men can't be trusted. They are bastards. Men are fickle. Men's words can't be trusted. They're all too bad. They lie to get women's hearts..." Her mother cried bitterly.
She was well preserved. Although she was getting old, one could tell that she was a beauty when she was young. It was a pity that her daughter did not inherit any of her beauty. However, she was happy because her daughter looked more like her father. But he had many children, and Emma was not a sweet girl, so that man seldom came to stay with them.
The villa was like a prison, confining the mother and daughter.
"No, I must divorce him." Her mother soon pulled herself together, wiping her tears.. "I'll ask him to compensate me for the loss of my youth, and give me at least a hundred million."