Nominal: Hou Liangping blocking the door? He was slapped away!

Qi Tongwei didn't stop walking.

"The ward is too stuffy, I came out for some fresh air."

Li Dakang saw him through the darkness, and his lips twitched.

"Does the doctor know about your method of ventilation?"

"The case is closed, I'll go and take the blame myself."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the leader of the suicide squad had already rushed to within five meters of the server rack.

The man was clutching a strong magnetic instrument in one hand and reaching for the fuse at his waist with the other.

Qi Tongwei raised his gun.

Tap, tap.

Two sets of shots broke his legs.

The man fell to the ground, and the magnetic object slid half a meter away.

He tried to reach for the fuse.

The third shot pushed forward, breaking his wrist and slamming his hand onto the concrete ground.

"Alive."

Qi Tongwei only uttered two words.

The SWAT team pressed down with their shields and stepped on his shoulders and back, while another team tackled the remaining fake repairmen next to the power distribution cabinet.

Someone gritted their teeth and reached for the explosive charge, only to be slapped in the face by a shield. Just as they hit the wall, handcuffs were already fastened.

Li Dakang walked up to the leader.

"From Haizhou?"

The man gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Qi Tongwei handed the gun to the special police officer next to him and pressed the sling with his right hand.

"Q7 dead wire, come and destroy the server."

Lin Huahua peeked out and then immediately retreated back to the technical table.

"Director Qi, the voltage is unstable. If we delay for another five minutes, the array really won't be able to hold up."

Li Dakang turned around and raised his voice.

"Get the backup diesel engine running! Even if a bomb goes off today, we'll break through this barrier!"

Two diesel engines were towed from the back yard, the fuel lines were connected, and the switch was pressed three times.

chug.

Black smoke billowed out of the exhaust pipe, and a temporary cable was stretched all the way into the underground greenhouse.

The rack fans started spinning again, and the screen lights gradually returned.

Lin Huahua put on anti-static gloves and sat back down at the technical table.

Two bulletproof shields were positioned on either side of her, their surfaces still covered in dust.

Qi Tongwei stood behind her, his right hand resting on the edge of the table.

"Will it pass?"

"Don't rush me. It's like an old safe now, the lock is rusted shut, I have to pry it open with a needle."

Li Dakang stood on the other side.

"What if you picked the wrong one?"

"Then pry it open."

Lin Huahua typed the last few lines of reverse commands, and a red warning popped up on the screen.

The underlying firewall is self-locking.

Rollback within ten seconds.

The technician next to him swallowed hard.

"Director Lin, once you roll back, there won't be a second window."

"I know."

Qi Tongwei looked down at the row of root key fragments.

"Incorporate the timestamp from the Haizhou sign-in fragment."

Lin Huahua looked up.

"March 3, 1998?"

"It used the old Haizhou line as a springboard, and the key is inseparable from the timeline of the old case."

Lin Huahua immediately retrieved the parameters.

The countdown has only one second left.

"Secretary Li, may I have some good luck?"

"Stop being so stingy, knock on the door."

She pressed the Enter key.

The screen went black for a moment, and then a whole line of code poured out like water from a burst dam.

The old server firewall suddenly collapsed.

A massive amount of data is emerging.

Haizhou Port, shell companies in foreign trade, underground bank intermediaries, and offshore transshipment accounts were all exposed, one layer after another.

Lin Huahua stared at the first set of data, her voice low.

"They're out."

Li Dakang took a step forward.

"read."

"The initial funds for smuggling in Haizhou in 1998 were laundered through three layers: the first layer was from the difference between the port customs declaration and the second layer was through three shell foreign trade companies, and the third layer was through overseas consulting fees."

She dragged the screen, her finger hovering over the bottom three lines.

"There are three accounts at the finish line."

The account notes are very short.

The first overseas reserve fund of the Frontier Coordination Group.

The second overseas reserve fund of the Frontier Coordination Group.

The third overseas reserve fund of the Frontier Coordination Group.

These three lines of text directly link together the smuggling in Haizhou more than 20 years ago, the front-line coordination group, and overseas money laundering channels.

Li Dakang slowly exhaled.

"They can't deny it now."

Qi Tongwei took the encrypted terminal.

"Don't get too excited yet. We have the initial funding pool and overseas accounts, and there are also the approval documents in between."

While packing the data, Lin Huahua divided it into three parts for verification.

"I added three levels of verification, and the hash value is written to the case file simultaneously. Anyone who changes even a single digit can be found out."

"Send the northern route."

Qi Tongwei typed the authorization code with his right hand, and the military network jumper was connected.

The transmission channel jumps from the Jingzhou Hengtong warehouse to the northern military node, and then lands at the heavy, top-secret receiving end.

The second basement level of the north line.

The heavy receiver screen lit up.

Zhou Weiguo checked the document three times before looking up.

"Commander, the news from Handong is back: the Haizhou fund pool is open, and the three overseas accounts are all linked to the Frontline Coordination Group."

Shen Zhong held a cigarette between his fingers, looking at the three lines of account remarks.

"Seal it in a top-secret package."

"It's already sealed off."

Jingzhou Hengtong Warehousing.

Qi Tongwei only put the terminal face down on the table after receiving the receipt from the northern route.

Li Dakang looked at the Q7 corpses pinned down on the ground, then at the still steaming diesel engine.

"This electricity was well spent tonight."

Lin Huahua rubbed her sore wrist.

"Secretary Li, don't forget the coffee you promised."

"I can't forget it."

Qi Tongwei looked up at the screen, his voice very low.

"We've found out where the money went, but we're still missing the last bit of the original approval documents from 1998 that covered up the money going overseas."

Northern base.

The transmission bar on the receiving screen reached its end, and the green light lit up three times in a row.

Zhou Weiguo printed out the verification report. As soon as the paper came out of the machine, he put on gloves and tore it off. He first looked at the hash value, then at the last few digits of the account number.

"Sir, the package from Handong has been checked three times."

Shen Zhong stood in front of the command platform, his military uniform buttoned up to the top, his epaulets covering the light, and he still had that unlit cigarette in his hand.

Zhou Weiguo handed over the report.

"Haizhou fund pool, three-layer laundering chain, ending in three overseas accounts, with the note that it is all linked to the front-line coordination group."

Shen Zhong took it and glanced at it only.

Overseas Reserve Fund No. 1

Overseas Reserve Fund No. 2.

Overseas Reserve Fund No. 3.

It has few words, but it carries a lot of weight.

Zhou Weiguo muttered something under his breath.

"These people are quite good at saving trouble; they're too lazy to even make up fake names."

Shen Zhong placed the report into the temporary evidence tray.

"Take the core page of the sealing wax."

Zhou Weiguo's relaxed expression vanished.

"Shall we open it now?"

"Now."

"Gao Yuliang risked his life to hide that thing. The ink was pressed too hard; if even a little bit is damaged, it can't be repaired later."

Shen Zhong looked up at him.

"The money supply is secured, the phone number has been leaked, and Q2 has been secured."

He put the cigarette back between his fingers.

"The top nail is still missing."

Zhou Weiguo didn't try to persuade him any further and turned to go to the safe.

Three mechanical locks, two biological verification checks, and one combat readiness password.

When the cabinet door was opened, two confidential soldiers carried out the flat lead box inside. The seal on the box still had the wax mark left by Gao Yuliang.

Zhou Weiguo stared at the dark red sealing wax, his voice low.

"Secretary Gao is really ruthless. He wouldn't give it to us when we were alive, and now that we're dead, he's forcing people to dig even higher."

Shen Zhong didn't respond to that.

"Send it to the laboratory."

The operating lights came on.

The core sheet of sealing wax was laid on the constant temperature table, and the thick ink on top looked like a black scar, pressing down on the most critical position.

Zhou Weiguo changed his gloves and picked up a long, thin glass tube.

A specially formulated solvent is dripped down.