Li Chuan knew one fake intel was not enough to force Li Feng come out. If they really want to control the situation, they need to go one more step further.
The night was deep, KL city lights reflecting on the glass walls, creating blurry shadows.
Inside a high-rise apartment in Bukit Bintang, Li Feng sat before an intelligence screen, brows locked tight. His face looked like just finished makan bitter gourd—dark and serious.
"Did Phantom Shadow really interfere? Did the black box really fall into their hands?"
A subordinate stood beside him, lowering his voice: "Boss, we already checked all underground channels. Right now, no solid proof showing Phantom Shadow got any related movement recently. But... this email format, wording, even the attached picture, all look damn similar to their previous leaks."
Li Feng tapped his fingers on the table, the sound tak, tak, tak echoed in the quiet room. After a few seconds, he said coldly:
"This not Phantom Shadow's style. They never simply expose their actions, and they won't use this kind of way to notify us. This email... not from them."
The subordinate hesitated. "Then who?"
Li Feng's eyes darkened, deep like Kuala Lumpur Tunnel when flood season. "Only one possibility—the person who keep disturbing us in the dark."
"Li Chuan."
At the same time, inside a dimly lit safehouse in Puchong, Li Chuan stared at the surveillance screen. The glow of the monitor reflected in his sharp eyes.
Shen Qiu, tapping on the keyboard, muttered: "'Night Falcon' already moving. Their people now tracking Phantom Shadow's movements, but from their pattern, can see they suspect the email is fake."
Su Man crossed her arms, frowning. "Then what if they don't take the bait?"
Li Chuan smiled lightly. "They don't need to believe. They just need to start checking."
Cheng Mo's low voice cut in: "So you purposely left some flaws for them to find?"
Li Chuan nodded. "Yes. Li Feng too smart. If he believe too easily, that's weird already. What we want is not his trust, but to force him to verify. And during this process, his every move will expose his weakness."
Shen Qiu's eyes widened. "You mean... we track their tracking?!"
Li Chuan's smile deepened. "Bingo. They looking for Phantom Shadow, and we... are looking for them."
Shen Qiu's fingers flew over the keyboard, pulling up Night Falcon's underground market activity. The screen filled with transaction records, IP movements, and hidden communications.
"They contacted three hacker teams, and also—wait, here!" He pointed at one log entry.
"Li Feng's men secretly bought a fake identity package and also... a private club access pass?"
Su Man's frown deepened. "Private club? Normally 'Night Falcon' only operate in their own base. Why now suddenly choose outside location?"
Li Chuan's eyes flashed. "They are testing. They scared Phantom Shadow really watching them, so they choose a neutral place to lower risk."
Cheng Mo's voice turned sharp. "So this means... we can ambush them there?"
Li Chuan let out a small laugh. "No. We make Li Feng think he is the one setting a trap."
Three days later.
At a private club in Mont Kiara, in one of the VIP rooms, Li Feng leaned back on the sofa. His fingers lightly tapped against his whiskey glass, expression cold.
The dim lighting cast shadows over his sharp features, making him look like a tiger waiting to strike.
A man wearing a half-transparent mask walked into the room. His movements were slow, confident—this was one of Phantom Shadow's rumored underground contacts.
The masked man's voice was deep. "You looking for us?"
Li Feng stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed. "The black box. Did you take it?"
The masked man's tone was calm. "If we did, you think you still can sit here and talk to me?"
Li Feng's fingers paused on his glass. He knew—the other party was testing him.
At that moment, one of his subordinates subtly pressed his earpiece, then leaned in to whisper:
"Boss, our external surveillance detected suspicious activity. Someone trying to hack into our system."
Li Feng's lips curved into a cold smile.
"Interesting... So they finally can't hold back anymore."