Wang Gui's voice grew softer and softer, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and then his voice abruptly stopped. His eyes stared fixedly ahead, and he breathed no more.

Lin Ying finally couldn't hold back her tears, which welled up in her eyes. This veteran criminal police officer, who had gone undercover for eight years for the cause of cracking down on organized crime in Gaoshan County, this veteran police officer who joined the army at eighteen and went undercover at twenty-three to obtain evidence of the Tianlong Group's crimes, dedicated the best years of his youth to the darkest period of his life, yet still maintained his integrity and the light in his heart in this darkness. He is a true hero.

Lin Ying knelt beside Wang Gui, tears streaming down her face. She didn't know how many more people would sacrifice themselves—Sun Ping, Lao Liang, and now Wang Gui. Perhaps many more would die on the road to eradicating organized crime. Perhaps she, Lin Ying, would be the one to die. But she couldn't give up. No matter how many thorns or dangers lay ahead, she had no way out.

Originally, she thought that local struggles were not as brutal as those in the military. After all, in the army, she would face real war, where people would die, and many would become unsung heroes because local conflicts could not be disclosed. But she never expected that local struggles could be so terrible. Wang Gui's death made her even angrier and more restless.

"Comrade Gao Shan, I'll take you home." He was a policeman, and he would rather die on his way home; he was a people's policeman.

Lin Ying carried Wang Gui on her back and slowly walked towards her car.

On the other side, when Wang Dahu saw Xie Zhijun's car slowly drive across a street, he was about to chase after it when he suddenly saw a row of armed police officers standing opposite him, numbering fifty or sixty. He was startled.

"Tiger, what do we do?" Chen Biao was startled and looked across at the other side, his expression changing drastically. He hadn't expected the armed police to arrive. What were they going to do? Those account books absolutely could not fall into the hands of the police, otherwise, they would all be finished.

"If all else fails, charge over and grab the stuff." One of the thugs blurted out. Wang Dahu's eyelids twitched. He glanced at the man but didn't say anything. He was impulsive, but not stupid. If he charged over so many armed police officers, they could open fire immediately because they had the right to shoot if someone attacked them; it was the rule.

Therefore, we cannot attack the armed police; the consequences would be severe. It seems we won't be able to obtain evidence today. What should we do?

Wang Dahu was extremely anxious and quickly picked up the phone to call Wang Dalong.

Upon hearing this, the latter's face turned extremely ugly, and he fell silent. Wang Dahu was too frightened to utter a sound. He knew very well that if his elder brother got angry, it meant there was still hope; if his elder brother remained silent, it meant there was no hope, and there was only one way out: either run away or kill someone.

"Return to your place. Remember, bring Wang Gui back." Wang Dalong's voice was chillingly cold. With Wang Gui in his hands, he could use him as a hostage to exchange for the information.

Upon hearing this, Wang Dahu immediately understood. He quickly started the car, turned around, and sped back the way they had come. But when he reached the dead end, he found that apart from the bloodstains, the ground was deserted.

"Where did they go?" Chen Biao couldn't help but shout.

"What if it ran away?"

"He doesn't look like it. He was hit twice by Tiger's blows; he's lucky to be alive. There's no way he could have escaped. Let's look around; maybe he's nearby!"

Wang Dahu nodded, but he still felt something was wrong, so he could only order, "Everyone, search the surrounding area and find him." He wanted to see Wang Gui, that traitor, alive or dead.

However, after searching for a long time, they found nothing. Wang Dahu was getting anxious. Could it be that Wang Gui had really gotten away? He should have taken him with him earlier.

Just as he was getting anxious, his phone rang again: "Ah Hu, have you found Wang Gui yet?" Wang Dalong was clearly a little anxious.

"Not yet, brother. Maybe he did, but he got away." Wang Dahu could only tell the truth.

"Contact Zhao Jiu immediately and find out which acquaintances Wang Gui has in the mountains and where he can hide." With a snap, Wang Dalong hung up the phone, his face filled with a chilling killing intent. This time, real trouble was about to begin. Those ledgers were truly deadly; they involved at least dozens of lives. If they fell into Lin Ying's hands, it would be the end for them.

It seemed there was only one way out. Thinking this, he quickly picked up the phone and dialed: "Hey, Lao Jiu, did you know we haven't found the things?"

Zhao Jiu was startled and trembled. He knew the importance of those things. Once they fell into the hands of the police, Tianlong Group would be completely finished. They had risen to power by stepping on the corpses of the people of Gaoshan County.

"Brother Long, I'll call Director Liu right away and see who has gotten their hands on it. We'll definitely find a way to get it back."

"We got it back, and the items were put into the armed police's vehicle. As for where they were taken, we don't know. I suspect that those account books have most likely fallen into Lin Ying's hands."

"Brother Long, that's unlikely. Wang Gui and Lin Ying shouldn't have much interaction. He's been with me for eight years..."

"Damn it, you know he's been following you for eight years. You let a cop follow you for eight years, and in the end, you handed over our lives to him. Ninth Brother, how do you want this settled?" Wang Dalong finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Zhao Jiu was startled and quickly spoke up, "Brother Long, I will definitely find a way to resolve this matter. Don't worry, no matter what, even if it means death, I will get the things back."

"Get the stuff back? Old Nine, what are you thinking? If the stuff falls into Lin Ying's hands, not only you, but even me, Liu Yixiong, and even Brother Ma, won't be able to get it back. Do you understand?" Now, if Wang Dalong still didn't know how powerful Lin Ying was, then he was a fool. In such a short time, Lin Ying had arrested Li Jianmin, arrested Li Shuwen, and even obtained his old account books from all these years. These few things alone were enough to bring down his Tianlong Group. He was really a little scared. This Lin Ying was like a divine warrior descending from the sky. He was too powerful, making it impossible for him to eat or sleep in peace!

"You need to leave the country immediately. Don't stay in the country anymore, understand? Leave right now." A large portion of those accounts were kept by Lao Jiu; he knew everything that happened back then. Therefore, he had to leave. If he couldn't leave, then he would have no choice but to…

"Brother Long, I..."

"Stop talking nonsense. Don't think I don't know you've already bought property in Southeast Asia. Get out of here as soon as possible. If you can't get out, Ninth Brother, you know what to do. I don't need to teach you, do I?!" Wang Dalong's voice was as cold as ice.

Zhao Jiu trembled in fright and quickly agreed.

Wang Dalong picked up his phone again and dialed a number: "Hey, how's it going? Are you almost done with the preparations? Have you found Lin Ying's place yet?"

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