The aftermath of the bombshell explosion echoed in the void for a long time, shielding all voices from the invisible barrier. It took a few seconds for a Jinhai Municipal Party Committee leader to squeeze out his voice:
"What...what do you mean? Isn't he a ‘painter’? Who is Agui?"
Lin Kang was about to speak, but Zhang Zhixing preempted him: "Do you know Thayer, the drug lord in the Golden Triangle? If you know Thayer, you can know who is the most loyal bodyguard next to his only daughter." He maliciously said. Wu Yu glanced at him and smiled: "Look, no one has known you for ten years. What a pity-I think even the movie J Jinjie had to call you brother back then, right?"
Square piece J? !
No one knows who Agui is, but when it comes to the movie J, no one knows what role Jin Jie can call brother. The city party leader’s expression became even more ugly for a moment, and he pointed at Wu Yu and shivered for a long while: "But...but that doesn’t make sense? You have returned undercover for twelve years and changed people. You Yundian can’t find out? You’re simply—literally— —"
Lin Kang's voice is tense: "It's not what you think."
"Why is it not what we think?! What the hell is going on?! You slammed the drug lord's people into our Jinhai as meritorious undercover agents, what are you trying to do--"
"Captain Wu." Song Ping interrupted in a deep voice at this moment: "Don't you have anything to say?!"
When the room was full, it quieted down, and in all the eyes, Wu Yu looked down at the stagnant air in front of him, not at anyone, let alone Bu Chonghua.
After a while, he finally took a breath and said, "No."
"you……"
"It's me who replaces me."
——I am the one who replaces the understanding.
Every word of him was very plain and clear, but it was like a steel needle that was burning red, and Song Ping's expression changed suddenly: "Captain Wu!"
On the other side Lin Kang finally couldn't bear it: "I said it's not what you think!"
Everyone was shocked by Lin Kang’s abnormally anxious voice, and then he took a deep breath and once again suppressed his emotions: “The undercover plan is more complicated than everyone thought. I was slow after Zhang Boming died. Slowly figure out the idea, but I’m sure the painter for the past 12 years has been Wu Yu. From the time he was in jail in the Jinkang District Detention Center, he was the one who encircled the sharks from start to finish.
"Fart!" The leader was very angry just now: "You Yundian fucking dare to use a drug lord's Ma Tsai as an undercover agent?!"
"Don't call him that!" Bu Chonghua suddenly shouted, who had not said anything.
The leader was stunned: "You you you..."
"It's all quiet!" Song Ping scolded, frowning and turning to Lin Kang: "Who is that Jiexing?"
Lin Kang glanced at Wu Yu.
Obviously it is the center of all chaos, but this person is exceptionally silent and quiet, as if all emotions, all expressions, and even all voices have faded from him, as silent as a pool of stagnant water.
"Jie Xing is an undercover officer who officially filed for the special situation, codenamed'painter', but he is not the only undercover agent in the special situation group. Thirteen years ago, we sent out many people in batches, all of whom were selected after various evaluations. They are all the same loyal and outstanding." Lin Kang paused, it seemed that it was difficult to find the right words to modify what he meant, and he could only give up in the end: "——Jiexing is only the last link in a huge plan."
Although the truth is ugly, it is actually understandable. With such a long span, such a drama of intensity, and such a huge penetration of resources from all sides, how can it be possible to put all the bets on one and let a twenty-year-old young man take the lead alone?
"The infiltration plan that year was called undercover selection. In fact, all requirements are the same as training agents, otherwise the people sent out will not have the ability to infiltrate the drug trafficking core of the Golden Triangle. Jie Xing is indeed outstanding, but he is only a junior | drop out As an intern policeman, he shouldn't be recruited under normal circumstances. Zhang Boming recommended him to Hu Liangan, the head of the special situation group, and then Old Hu gave him an exceptional license."
Speaking of this, Lin Kang's expression is also a bit complicated: "Each undercover agent sent by the special situation group has its own code of action, and Xie Xing's original code of action is called Tanli."
The jewel of the husband's daughter must be in the nine-fold abyss, and the dragon will be under the jaw. If you want to seize the rare pearl under the nine layers of the abyss, you have to take the opportunity of the evil dragon to rest for a short time, risking the risk of being crushed and stolen from under its chin. This is the pearl obtained by Tan Li.
"Zhang Boming's plan is to let Jie Xing persuade Agui, who had already penetrated into the core of the drug gang at that time, to make Agui a real spy for the special situation group. But doing so is against the principle of confidentiality, because no one knows Jie Xing. Between the two and Agui, who would instigate whoever rebelled in the end, so Zhang Boming’s private plan only received verbal permission from Hu Liangan, but the special situation team did not have a written record, and the others were completely unaware."
"In the following three years, some penetration plans of the Special Situation Group made great progress, most of them stagnated, and several undercover agents died heroically. Among all those who were released at the beginning, the only line of dissolution was worthwhile. Calling it a miracle, not only overcoming all obstacles, but even assisting the border anti-drugs to set up a good surveillance station and intelligence network. So in the third year, Old Hu asked the special situation team to focus most of the resources on the line of understanding. , The painter became the most important and critical blade for the special situation team to penetrate the enemy line."
Song Ping glanced at Wu Yu: "But the one who actually worked for the special love group in the name of an artist is Agui?"
Lin Kang said: "Yes."
"Old Hu dared to let Zhang Boming do this. Where did this courage come from?" Song Ping narrowed his sharp eyes: "Are Agui and Jiexing twins?"
The loyalty and affection between the twins is even greater than that of the brothers. It is indeed possible to persuade Hu Liangan, the head of the special situation, to take a little risk for this. Song Ping is considered to have asked the idea. But the question is how could one of the twins go to the elder brotherhood and the other to be a horse boy for the drug gang?
Everyone at the scene showed a look of daze and confusion at the same time, only Bu Chonghua kept staring at Wu Yu, and the group photo of the military training appeared in his mind like a flash of lightning-young students like poplars, and the lonely silence in front of them The silhouettes gradually overlapped, but gradually staggered, finally revealing the extremely subtle difference between the corners of the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes.
But at the time, the most subtle doubts were all subconsciously convinced by him to ignore the past on the grounds of blurring the pixels in the collective photo and twelve years of research.
It was only now that he realized with a sharp and sharp pain: no, no.
It's not the same face, it can't be twins.
"...No." Lin Kang replied dryly, turning slightly to Wu Yu and asking in a low voice: "If I guess right, you should be cousins, right?"
Wu Yu didn't make a sound at first, and after several seconds, he abruptly turned his face slightly to the dark side.
This action was very light, and no one in the room noticed it. Only Bu Chonghua saw through his most secret thoughts in the light of sparks-he wanted to avoid his sight.
He didn't even want to say anything in front of him.
"Wait, Lin, what are you doing?" At this moment, the leaders of Jinhai City on the other side couldn't help but asked anxiously, "You are not even twins. You can't tell the cousins. You Damn it, you stuffed people into us on purpose?!"
"There are indeed loopholes in the rules of the year, but the undercover agents are all on the tip of a knife. It is good to keep a few file photos. Would you like to ask them to take a few high-definition close-ups on the office wall before leaving?" Lin Kang's attitude is also not very good: "Twelve years of high-risk potential, you know how many injuries, how many accidents, appearance, body, and even facial features are normal! Besides Zhang Boming, we don't even know that there is Agui. With such a person, where can Lenovo go undercover and come back to change someone?!"
The old leader was speechless for a while, and then became suspicious: "No, what about Hu Liangan? Zhang Boming is dead, and the person in charge is also blinded?"
As soon as the voice fell, the surroundings fell into a weird silence. Lin Kang spoke but wanted to say nothing, his face slowly showing absurdity, irony, helplessness, and all kinds of complex expressions that cannot be described in words.
Wu Yu closed his eyes silently.
"...Old Hu had a stroke." Lin Kang finally said helplessly after a long while, "Sudden cerebral infarction, there is no time to explain anything. It was two years ago."
It was quiet all around, even Song Ping was speechless.
Bu Chonghua was hit hard in the bottom of his heart, tingling with paralysis.
Most destiny makes people, but if it is placed on Agui, it should be that destiny has never even had any kindness to him.
Hu Liangan was an old man, he had been working hard for many years, and his brain power was overloaded. Finally, he suffered a stroke that was unexpected. But if this happened earlier, Zhang Boming might realize the need to take precautions and immediately inform the existence of Agui to Feng Ju, the person in charge of the special situation team; unfortunately, almost two years ago. It happens to be the critical moment when the special situation team is preparing to reel the sharks, and the dust will settle in a few months.
Zhang Boming will not feel that there will be any changes in the remaining few months, and will not rush to push Agui's matter up immediately. After all, in his cognition, Ah Gui died in the Red Mountain torture room. He has been dead for ten years, so why bother in these few months?
More importantly, if Jie Xing Zai Yu returns, the two will report Agui's secrets to their superiors together. Based on the painter's many achievements, who else would be stingy and criticized about Agui's reputation and martyrs' treatment?
——Zhang Boming's idea is not wrong. What's wrong is that he didn't know that the artist had changed people ten years ago, and he didn't expect that his life would come to an abrupt end that afternoon. Like Hu Liangan, it was too late to leave a word!
"That is to say, only three and a half people knew about the inside story 13 years ago. Hu Liangan, Zhang Boming, Jie Xing, plus half Zhang Zhixing." Song Ping paused, and a sharp knife looked around Lin Kang: "What about you, who told you?"
Lin Kang smiled bitterly: "Zhang Boming."
"Is it when you took the note to his ward that afternoon to question?"
"...No," Lin Kang felt sad: "It's the fifteenth day after he left."
Song Ping was startled.
"I received a call from the investigation team that morning, stating that Jiexing firmly denied the alleged killing of Zhang Boming, and my accusation against the painter was lack of evidence. I was very angry and prepared to go out to meet with the investigation team leader, but someone rang My office door..."
"Jinkang District Detention Center?" Lin Kang had a coat on his arm, his footsteps did not stop, his tone was inexplicable and impatient: "When did I tell you to destroy the paper files? Does this matter have anything to do with me? "
The visitor was the head of the Electronic Information Section, and his face was also puzzled and inexplicable: "The internal order you issued yourself, now look at the date, fifteen days ago, right?"
Fifteen days ago.
As if the invisible hook was straining at the nerve endings, Lin Kang stopped abruptly.
"You asked the Jinkang District Detention Center to destroy the designated old paper files in order to cooperate with the construction of the electronic data archive, and it must be completed as soon as possible within half a month-you see that the inscription is correct, it is you Is the back-end account right? The old files required to be destroyed have been destroyed in accordance with the principle of confidentiality. Let me report to you the current operation of the electronic database. Let me start with the server architecture..."
The visitor was still talking and reporting, but Lin Kang had no intention of listening. He raised his hand in a daze and shook him, walked back to his office like sleepwalking, and closed the door suddenly.
Only one person in the entire special situation team knew his key password, but that person died fifteen days ago.
A certain cold guess, like a black shadow under the water, gradually came to Lin Kang's mind.
After he almost hurriedly pulled his legs back to his desk, he turned on the computer to log in to the background to view historical operation traces; rows of data on the screen were reflected in the depths of his pupils, and then suddenly stopped, the whole person shuddered uncontrollably.
——Fifteen days ago, at 5:39 in the afternoon, his key logged onto the intelligence network and modified a detention document in the electronic archive.
The detainee is called Xie Qianshan.
All the wrong fate that afternoon was explained at that moment.
At five o'clock, Lin Kang knocked on Zhang Boming's ward door with a note. The frustrated Wu Yu no longer cared about what they planned to do with him, and turned upstairs from the corner of the corridor to his ward;
At five ten ten, Zhang Boming burned the note and said that he wanted to be alone. Lin Kang was suspicious and had to leave and went to the first floor lobby of the hospital;
At 5:20, Zhang Boming used Lin Kang's key to log in to the backstage and quickly issued an internal instruction for the Yundian Jinkang District Detention Center to cooperate with the construction of the electronic archives and destroy the old paper files as soon as possible;
Then Zhang Boming did the last thing in his life.
He called up the photos of Jie Xing in prison uniforms from the detention archives of Jinkang District Detention Center, and made minor corrections to facial features to make the part of Jie Xing's features blurred, the overall image was thinner, and the eye sockets were slightly deepened. Closer to Agui when he was young. ωωω. Nine Nine Nine xs.com
Jie committed sacrifice, Hu Liangan was incapacitated, and Zhang Boming was unproved alone. No one in this world can prove the innocence of the "drug dealer Ma Zi" Agui who has been dead for ten years, and simply let the name that has never been treated well by fate disappear forever, and let him walk in Mingguang for the rest of his life in the name of Jie Xing The majestic world.
This seemingly unnecessary move is actually very meticulous, and it is the only way Zhang Boming can think of in a hurry. At that time, he used Lin Kang's key because he was not sure how much his key had been exposed to his father over the years, and he didn't want Agui's safety to become a bargaining chip for his father to threaten him in the future.
At nearly six o'clock that afternoon, when Zhang Boming boarded the hospital rooftop, he might still be thinking about how to explain to Lin Kang when he turned his head back. Can you enlist Lin Kang's help and cover? But what he didn't expect was that he would never get off the roof again. Only a few minutes later, he fell from a high altitude, splashing blood and staining the sky.
He probably didn't expect that half a month after he passed away, Lin Kang found clues from an inexplicable work report in the Jinkang District Detention Center, and then he shed his cocoon and deduced the whole truth, which made him almost mentally collapsed during the intensive interrogation. Wu Yu finally got the last chance; the time was pushed back one year later, the detention document that he had modified was faxed to the Nancheng branch of Jinhai City, and Nian Daxing in the interrogation room was still eloquently exposing the resolution of the year. The crime of Qianshan escaped from prison. On the desktop of the interrogation room, Xie Qianshan in the photo was still a young man. His black hair was cut short, his skin was white, and he was wearing a blue prison uniform.
Only understand the call of travelers, who knows that the body is the unreturned soul.
Thirteen years ago, Agui and Jiexing stood in the same body, their eyes traversing the time and space of war and chaos, and they looked at Bu Chonghua, who was thirteen years later, calmly and unobstructed.
"In other words, everything you just said is deduction and speculation, there is no literal proof?" Song Ping asked with a deep frown.
The city neon illuminates the unfinished buildings from a distance, and rows of scaffolding cast vertical and horizontal shadows in the hall. Lin Kang swallowed, and finally whispered: "There is no written proof of official seal."
"What do you mean?"
"...I got the record of Zhang Boming's letter more than ten years ago, and investigated the intelligence exchanges of the special affairs team in the first three years when the company was sent out. I also went to secretly visit Hu Liangan. At that time, Old Hu heard the word'Agui'. There was a reaction to two words. He opened his mouth and yelled, his temper became very bad, and he struggled to hit people with something. The doctor said that it was actually because he was anxious, and his brain was reminding himself that he had forgotten an extremely important thing. Matter, but he can't say it, no matter how hard he struggles, he can't say a word."
Lin Kang lowered his head and covered his mouth with a fist. After a while, he recovered his hoarse and steady tone: "But that was more than a year ago. When I visited him last month, Old Hu was paralyzed in his wheelchair and smiled. He laughed when he saw people, laughed when he saw birds, and laughed when he saw cars on the street. He was peaceful and happy, and he had completely disappeared into the world that we can't touch."
Lin Kang looked at Wu Yu, and Wu Yu dropped his red eyes.
"Emotionally I am indeed," Song Ping's voice was hard and hoarse, but suddenly stopped.
He controlled his emotions, then turned to the subject, and said, "But logically, I must bring Captain Wu back to cooperate with the investigation. The involvement of this matter is too wide, and it may be necessary to take some measures against the parties..."
Lin Kang suddenly changed his color. Just about to raise his voice to say something, the anxious old leader just now rushed and said angrily: "What is the leader of Wu Detachment, come and take him back to me! Old Song, don't be confused, you know this. How corrupt and serious is the nature?!"
Song Ping said: "Old Ji, don't..."
But the old man surnamed Ji didn’t want to hear at all: “What else?! Do you know which sentence is true or false in Lin’s mouth? If he says that Wu is a real undercover agent, you believe it? He said that Xie Xing died in ten You believed it years ago?! Who knows if this is a nonsense that they accidentally let drug dealers get into the special situation team to cover up the facts?!"
Song Ping was also angry: "You are purely a conspiracy theory, you can't—"
"No, you know what it means to us? Ah?! Do you think you can still wear the official hat on your head?!" The old man surnamed Ji was very angry, and pointed casually. An old subordinate pointed to Wu Yu again: "Pull away! Use coercive means!"
"Lao Ji, what do you want to do!" Song Ping roared.
"What do you want to do!" The old leader roared louder than him.
Secretary Weng slapped Song Ping on the shoulder: "Take it home first, and discuss it in the long term. This matter is too big. We Jinhai really can't be the master..."
"Take that surname Wu away! Take away in handcuffs!!"
--boom!
A loud noise shook the eardrums, the chaos solidified suddenly, and everyone turned their heads in astonishment.
Bu Chonghua held a gun flat in one hand to the outside of the building, smoking from the muzzle, and his voice was short and tight: "Let me see who dares to be handcuffed."
The old leader was full of anger: "You--"
Bu Chonghua raised his eyes to stare at him, and slowly repeated: "Let me see who dares to handcuff."
His eyes were cold in the dark, completely different from when he was a detective, and there was something shocking faintly. The old man surnamed Ji only felt a splash of ice water on his head, and his coolness could not help but he saw Bu Chonghua withdraw the non-standard black gun bullet, flung his hand, slap!
Hand|The gun fell to the ground, and several people shrugged back like an electric shock at the same time.
Bu Chonghua faced the crowd, slowly backed up a few steps, stopped half a meter in front of Wu Yu, turned his head and asked in a low voice: "You have nothing to say to me?"
Wu Yu looked at the long dark night beside him without saying a word.
"Wu Yu, I believe whatever you say." Bu Chonghua looked at his pale and indifferent face, his tone was suppressed but terribly stable, and he said every word: "As long as you speak now, I believe everything. "
The aftermath of the bombshell explosion echoed in the void for a long time, shielding all voices from the invisible barrier. It took a few seconds for a Jinhai Municipal Party Committee leader to squeeze out his voice:
"What...what do you mean? Isn't he a ‘painter’? Who is Agui?"
Lin Kang was about to speak, but Zhang Zhixing preempted him: "Do you know Thayer, the drug lord in the Golden Triangle? If you know Thayer, you can know who is the most loyal bodyguard next to his only daughter." He maliciously said. Wu Yu glanced at him and smiled: "Look, no one has known you for ten years. What a pity-I think even the movie J Jinjie had to call you brother back then, right?"
Square piece J? !
No one knows who Agui is, but when it comes to the movie J, no one knows what role Jin Jie can call brother. The city party leader’s expression became even more ugly for a moment, and he pointed at Wu Yu and shivered for a long while: "But...but that doesn’t make sense? You have returned undercover for twelve years and changed people. You Yundian can’t find out? You’re simply—literally— —"
Lin Kang's voice is tense: "It's not what you think."
"Why is it not what we think?! What the hell is going on?! You slammed the drug lord's people into our Jinhai as meritorious undercover agents, what are you trying to do--"
"Captain Wu." Song Ping interrupted in a deep voice at this moment: "Don't you have anything to say?!"
When the room was full, it quieted down, and in all the eyes, Wu Yu looked down at the stagnant air in front of him, not at anyone, let alone Bu Chonghua.
After a while, he finally took a breath and said, "No."
"you……"
"It's me who replaces me."
——I am the one who replaces the understanding.
Every word of him was very plain and clear, but it was like a steel needle that was burning red, and Song Ping's expression changed suddenly: "Captain Wu!"
On the other side Lin Kang finally couldn't bear it: "I said it's not what you think!"
Everyone was shocked by Lin Kang’s abnormally anxious voice, and then he took a deep breath and once again suppressed his emotions: “The undercover plan is more complicated than everyone thought. I was slow after Zhang Boming died. Slowly figure out the idea, but I’m sure the painter for the past 12 years has been Wu Yu. From the time he was in jail in the Jinkang District Detention Center, he was the one who encircled the sharks from start to finish.
"Fart!" The leader was very angry just now: "You Yundian fucking dare to use a drug lord's Ma Tsai as an undercover agent?!"
"Don't call him that!" Bu Chonghua suddenly shouted, who had not said anything.
The leader was stunned: "You you you..."
"It's all quiet!" Song Ping scolded, frowning and turning to Lin Kang: "Who is that Jiexing?"
Lin Kang glanced at Wu Yu.
Obviously it is the center of all chaos, but this person is exceptionally silent and quiet, as if all emotions, all expressions, and even all voices have faded from him, as silent as a pool of stagnant water.
"Jie Xing is an undercover officer who officially filed for the special situation, codenamed'painter', but he is not the only undercover agent in the special situation group. Thirteen years ago, we sent out many people in batches, all of whom were selected after various evaluations. They are all the same loyal and outstanding." Lin Kang paused, it seemed that it was difficult to find the right words to modify what he meant, and he could only give up in the end: "——Jiexing is only the last link in a huge plan."
Although the truth is ugly, it is actually understandable. With such a long span, such a drama of intensity, and such a huge penetration of resources from all sides, how can it be possible to put all the bets on one and let a twenty-year-old young man take the lead alone?
"The infiltration plan that year was called undercover selection. In fact, all requirements are the same as training agents, otherwise the people sent out will not have the ability to infiltrate the drug trafficking core of the Golden Triangle. Jie Xing is indeed outstanding, but he is only a junior | drop out As an intern policeman, he shouldn't be recruited under normal circumstances. Zhang Boming recommended him to Hu Liangan, the head of the special situation group, and then Old Hu gave him an exceptional license."
Speaking of this, Lin Kang's expression is also a bit complicated: "Each undercover agent sent by the special situation group has its own code of action, and Xie Xing's original code of action is called Tanli."
The jewel of the husband's daughter must be in the nine-fold abyss, and the dragon will be under the jaw. If you want to seize the rare pearl under the nine layers of the abyss, you have to take the opportunity of the evil dragon to rest for a short time, risking the risk of being crushed and stolen from under its chin. This is the pearl obtained by Tan Li.
"Zhang Boming's plan is to let Jie Xing persuade Agui, who had already penetrated into the core of the drug gang at that time, to make Agui a real spy for the special situation group. But doing so is against the principle of confidentiality, because no one knows Jie Xing. Between the two and Agui, who would instigate whoever rebelled in the end, so Zhang Boming’s private plan only received verbal permission from Hu Liangan, but the special situation team did not have a written record, and the others were completely unaware."
"In the following three years, some penetration plans of the Special Situation Group made great progress, most of them stagnated, and several undercover agents died heroically. Among all those who were released at the beginning, the only line of dissolution was worthwhile. Calling it a miracle, not only overcoming all obstacles, but even assisting the border anti-drugs to set up a good surveillance station and intelligence network. So in the third year, Old Hu asked the special situation team to focus most of the resources on the line of understanding. , The painter became the most important and critical blade for the special situation team to penetrate the enemy line."
Song Ping glanced at Wu Yu: "But the one who actually worked for the special love group in the name of an artist is Agui?"
Lin Kang said: "Yes."
"Old Hu dared to let Zhang Boming do this. Where did this courage come from?" Song Ping narrowed his sharp eyes: "Are Agui and Jiexing twins?"
The loyalty and affection between the twins is even greater than that of the brothers. It is indeed possible to persuade Hu Liangan, the head of the special situation, to take a little risk for this. Song Ping is considered to have asked the idea. But the question is how could one of the twins go to the elder brotherhood and the other to be a horse boy for the drug gang?
Everyone at the scene showed a look of daze and confusion at the same time, only Bu Chonghua kept staring at Wu Yu, and the group photo of the military training appeared in his mind like a flash of lightning-young students like poplars, and the lonely silence in front of them The silhouettes gradually overlapped, but gradually staggered, finally revealing the extremely subtle difference between the corners of the eyebrows and the corners of the eyes.
But at the time, the most subtle doubts were all subconsciously convinced by him to ignore the past on the grounds of blurring the pixels in the collective photo and twelve years of research.
It was only now that he realized with a sharp and sharp pain: no, no.
It's not the same face, it can't be twins.
"...No." Lin Kang replied dryly, turning slightly to Wu Yu and asking in a low voice: "If I guess right, you should be cousins, right?"
Wu Yu didn't make a sound at first, and after several seconds, he abruptly turned his face slightly to the dark side.
This action was very light, and no one in the room noticed it. Only Bu Chonghua saw through his most secret thoughts in the light of sparks-he wanted to avoid his sight.
He didn't even want to say anything in front of him.
"Wait, Lin, what are you doing?" At this moment, the leaders of Jinhai City on the other side couldn't help but asked anxiously, "You are not even twins. You can't tell the cousins. You Damn it, you stuffed people into us on purpose?!"
"There are indeed loopholes in the rules of the year, but the undercover agents are all on the tip of a knife. It is good to keep a few file photos. Would you like to ask them to take a few high-definition close-ups on the office wall before leaving?" Lin Kang's attitude is also not very good: "Twelve years of high-risk potential, you know how many injuries, how many accidents, appearance, body, and even facial features are normal! Besides Zhang Boming, we don't even know that there is Agui. With such a person, where can Lenovo go undercover and come back to change someone?!"
The old leader was speechless for a while, and then became suspicious: "No, what about Hu Liangan? Zhang Boming is dead, and the person in charge is also blinded?"
As soon as the voice fell, the surroundings fell into a weird silence. Lin Kang spoke but wanted to say nothing, his face slowly showing absurdity, irony, helplessness, and all kinds of complex expressions that cannot be described in words.
Wu Yu closed his eyes silently.
"...Old Hu had a stroke." Lin Kang finally said helplessly after a long while, "Sudden cerebral infarction, there is no time to explain anything. It was two years ago."
It was quiet all around, even Song Ping was speechless.
Bu Chonghua was hit hard in the bottom of his heart, tingling with paralysis.
Most destiny makes people, but if it is placed on Agui, it should be that destiny has never even had any kindness to him.
Hu Liangan was an old man, he had been working hard for many years, and his brain power was overloaded. Finally, he suffered a stroke that was unexpected. But if this happened earlier, Zhang Boming might realize the need to take precautions and immediately inform the existence of Agui to Feng Ju, the person in charge of the special situation team; unfortunately, almost two years ago. It happens to be the critical moment when the special situation team is preparing to reel the sharks, and the dust will settle in a few months.
Zhang Boming will not feel that there will be any changes in the remaining few months, and will not rush to push Agui's matter up immediately. After all, in his cognition, Ah Gui died in the Red Mountain torture room. He has been dead for ten years, so why bother in these few months?
More importantly, if Jie Xing Zai Yu returns, the two will report Agui's secrets to their superiors together. Based on the painter's many achievements, who else would be stingy and criticized about Agui's reputation and martyrs' treatment?
——Zhang Boming's idea is not wrong. What's wrong is that he didn't know that the artist had changed people ten years ago, and he didn't expect that his life would come to an abrupt end that afternoon. Like Hu Liangan, it was too late to leave a word!
"That is to say, only three and a half people knew about the inside story 13 years ago. Hu Liangan, Zhang Boming, Jie Xing, plus half Zhang Zhixing." Song Ping paused, and a sharp knife looked around Lin Kang: "What about you, who told you?"
Lin Kang smiled bitterly: "Zhang Boming."
"Is it when you took the note to his ward that afternoon to question?"
"...No," Lin Kang felt sad: "It's the fifteenth day after he left."
Song Ping was startled.
"I received a call from the investigation team that morning, stating that Jiexing firmly denied the alleged killing of Zhang Boming, and my accusation against the painter was lack of evidence. I was very angry and prepared to go out to meet with the investigation team leader, but someone rang My office door..."
"Jinkang District Detention Center?" Lin Kang had a coat on his arm, his footsteps did not stop, his tone was inexplicable and impatient: "When did I tell you to destroy the paper files? Does this matter have anything to do with me? "
The visitor was the head of the Electronic Information Section, and his face was also puzzled and inexplicable: "The internal order you issued yourself, now look at the date, fifteen days ago, right?"
Fifteen days ago.
As if the invisible hook was straining at the nerve endings, Lin Kang stopped abruptly.
"You asked the Jinkang District Detention Center to destroy the designated old paper files in order to cooperate with the construction of the electronic data archive, and it must be completed as soon as possible within half a month-you see that the inscription is correct, it is you Is the back-end account right? The old files required to be destroyed have been destroyed in accordance with the principle of confidentiality. Let me report to you the current operation of the electronic database. Let me start with the server architecture..."
The visitor was still talking and reporting, but Lin Kang had no intention of listening. He raised his hand in a daze and shook him, walked back to his office like sleepwalking, and closed the door suddenly.
Only one person in the entire special situation team knew his key password, but that person died fifteen days ago.
A certain cold guess, like a black shadow under the water, gradually came to Lin Kang's mind.
After he almost hurriedly pulled his legs back to his desk, he turned on the computer to log in to the background to view historical operation traces; rows of data on the screen were reflected in the depths of his pupils, and then suddenly stopped, the whole person shuddered uncontrollably.
——Fifteen days ago, at 5:39 in the afternoon, his key logged onto the intelligence network and modified a detention document in the electronic archive.
The detainee is called Xie Qianshan.
All the wrong fate that afternoon was explained at that moment.
At five o'clock, Lin Kang knocked on Zhang Boming's ward door with a note. The frustrated Wu Yu no longer cared about what they planned to do with him, and turned upstairs from the corner of the corridor to his ward;
At five ten ten, Zhang Boming burned the note and said that he wanted to be alone. Lin Kang was suspicious and had to leave and went to the first floor lobby of the hospital;
At 5:20, Zhang Boming used Lin Kang's key to log in to the backstage and quickly issued an internal instruction for the Yundian Jinkang District Detention Center to cooperate with the construction of the electronic archives and destroy the old paper files as soon as possible;
Then Zhang Boming did the last thing in his life.
He called up the photos of Jie Xing in prison uniforms from the detention archives of Jinkang District Detention Center, and made minor corrections to facial features to make the part of Jie Xing's features blurred, the overall image was thinner, and the eye sockets were slightly deepened. Closer to Agui when he was young. ωωω. Nine Nine Nine xs.com
Jie committed sacrifice, Hu Liangan was incapacitated, and Zhang Boming was unproved alone. No one in this world can prove the innocence of the "drug dealer Ma Zi" Agui who has been dead for ten years, and simply let the name that has never been treated well by fate disappear forever, and let him walk in Mingguang for the rest of his life in the name of Jie Xing The majestic world.
This seemingly unnecessary move is actually very meticulous, and it is the only way Zhang Boming can think of in a hurry. At that time, he used Lin Kang's key because he was not sure how much his key had been exposed to his father over the years, and he didn't want Agui's safety to become a bargaining chip for his father to threaten him in the future.
At nearly six o'clock that afternoon, when Zhang Boming boarded the hospital rooftop, he might still be thinking about how to explain to Lin Kang when he turned his head back. Can you enlist Lin Kang's help and cover? But what he didn't expect was that he would never get off the roof again. Only a few minutes later, he fell from a high altitude, splashing blood and staining the sky.
He probably didn't expect that half a month after he passed away, Lin Kang found clues from an inexplicable work report in the Jinkang District Detention Center, and then he shed his cocoon and deduced the whole truth, which made him almost mentally collapsed during the intensive interrogation. Wu Yu finally got the last chance; the time was pushed back one year later, the detention document that he had modified was faxed to the Nancheng branch of Jinhai City, and Nian Daxing in the interrogation room was still eloquently exposing the resolution of the year. The crime of Qianshan escaped from prison. On the desktop of the interrogation room, Xie Qianshan in the photo was still a young man. His black hair was cut short, his skin was white, and he was wearing a blue prison uniform.
Only understand the call of travelers, who knows that the body is the unreturned soul.
Thirteen years ago, Agui and Jiexing stood in the same body, their eyes traversing the time and space of war and chaos, and they looked at Bu Chonghua, who was thirteen years later, calmly and unobstructed.
"In other words, everything you just said is deduction and speculation, there is no literal proof?" Song Ping asked with a deep frown.
The city neon illuminates the unfinished buildings from a distance, and rows of scaffolding cast vertical and horizontal shadows in the hall. Lin Kang swallowed, and finally whispered: "There is no written proof of official seal."
"What do you mean?"
"...I got the record of Zhang Boming's letter more than ten years ago, and investigated the intelligence exchanges of the special affairs team in the first three years when the company was sent out. I also went to secretly visit Hu Liangan. At that time, Old Hu heard the word'Agui'. There was a reaction to two words. He opened his mouth and yelled, his temper became very bad, and he struggled to hit people with something. The doctor said that it was actually because he was anxious, and his brain was reminding himself that he had forgotten an extremely important thing. Matter, but he can't say it, no matter how hard he struggles, he can't say a word."
Lin Kang lowered his head and covered his mouth with a fist. After a while, he recovered his hoarse and steady tone: "But that was more than a year ago. When I visited him last month, Old Hu was paralyzed in his wheelchair and smiled. He laughed when he saw people, laughed when he saw birds, and laughed when he saw cars on the street. He was peaceful and happy, and he had completely disappeared into the world that we can't touch."
Lin Kang looked at Wu Yu, and Wu Yu dropped his red eyes.
"Emotionally I am indeed," Song Ping's voice was hard and hoarse, but suddenly stopped.
He controlled his emotions, then turned to the subject, and said, "But logically, I must bring Captain Wu back to cooperate with the investigation. The involvement of this matter is too wide, and it may be necessary to take some measures against the parties..."
Lin Kang suddenly changed his color. Just about to raise his voice to say something, the anxious old leader just now rushed and said angrily: "What is the leader of Wu Detachment, come and take him back to me! Old Song, don't be confused, you know this. How corrupt and serious is the nature?!"
Song Ping said: "Old Ji, don't..."
But the old man surnamed Ji didn’t want to hear at all: “What else?! Do you know which sentence is true or false in Lin’s mouth? If he says that Wu is a real undercover agent, you believe it? He said that Xie Xing died in ten You believed it years ago?! Who knows if this is a nonsense that they accidentally let drug dealers get into the special situation team to cover up the facts?!"
Song Ping was also angry: "You are purely a conspiracy theory, you can't—"
"No, you know what it means to us? Ah?! Do you think you can still wear the official hat on your head?!" The old man surnamed Ji was very angry, and pointed casually. An old subordinate pointed to Wu Yu again: "Pull away! Use coercive means!"
"Lao Ji, what do you want to do!" Song Ping roared.
"What do you want to do!" The old leader roared louder than him.
Secretary Weng slapped Song Ping on the shoulder: "Take it home first, and discuss it in the long term. This matter is too big. We Jinhai really can't be the master..."
"Take that surname Wu away! Take away in handcuffs!!"
--boom!
A loud noise shook the eardrums, the chaos solidified suddenly, and everyone turned their heads in astonishment.
Bu Chonghua held a gun flat in one hand to the outside of the building, smoking from the muzzle, and his voice was short and tight: "Let me see who dares to be handcuffed."
The old leader was full of anger: "You--"
Bu Chonghua raised his eyes to stare at him, and slowly repeated: "Let me see who dares to handcuff."
His eyes were cold in the dark, completely different from when he was a detective, and there was something shocking faintly. The old man surnamed Ji only felt a splash of ice water on his head, and his coolness could not help but he saw Bu Chonghua withdraw the non-standard black gun bullet, flung his hand, slap!
Hand|The gun fell to the ground, and several people shrugged back like an electric shock at the same time.
Bu Chonghua faced the crowd, slowly backed up a few steps, stopped half a meter in front of Wu Yu, turned his head and asked in a low voice: "You have nothing to say to me?"
Wu Yu looked at the long dark night beside him without saying a word.
"Wu Yu, I believe whatever you say." Bu Chonghua looked at his pale and indifferent face, his tone was suppressed but terribly stable, and he said every word: "As long as you speak now, I believe everything. "
