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Wuhan.

Luojia Mountain.

Dai Li sat behind his desk.

Holding a top-secret telegram that had just been sent from Taiyuan Station, he stared intently at the few lines of text.

I stared at it without moving for a full half minute.

After a while.

He put down the telegram, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh of relief.

really dead.

Dai Li tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his mind racing.

From the time he asked Taiyuan Station to confirm the news until now.

In just two days, Taiyuan Station had found out the truth.

This shows that the informant he planted in Taiyuan did indeed play a role.

He was very satisfied with Taiyuan Station.

But the question is, who is the killer?

Dai Li picked up the telegram and read it again.

The words "the killer's identity is unknown" made him very uncomfortable.

It's not that I'm dissatisfied with the work at Taiyuan Station, it's just that this whole thing is too strange.

A killer capable of killing someone with a single shot from hundreds of meters away.

An assassin who managed to escape unscathed from the Japanese army's heavy blockade.

An assassin whose identity has not been revealed to this day.

Whose people are they anyway?

Dai Li stood up, walked to the window, and looked at Luojia Mountain outside.

The trees on the mountain are lush and green, and they look especially vibrant in the sunlight.

But he had no interest in appreciating the scenery; his mind was still preoccupied with the assassin.

He picked up the phone on the table and cranked the handle.

"Connect me to the secretary's office, Secretary Lin."

"Yes."

A moment later, Secretary Lin's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yu Nong, what's up?"

"Secretary Lin, I have an emergency and need to see the principal immediately."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Secretary Lin spoke.

"Wait a moment, I'll go and inform them."

"it is good."

Dai Li put down the phone, picked up the telegram, and strode out of the office.

The door to the secretary's office was open in the lobby downstairs.

Secretary Lin was standing at the door when he saw Dai Li approaching and nodded.

"The chairman lets you in."

Dai Li nodded and strode toward the Chairman's office.

He stopped at the door, straightened his clothes, and knocked.

"Come in."

A familiar voice came from inside.

Dai Li pushed open the door and went inside.

The chairman sat behind his desk, holding a calligraphy brush, reviewing documents.

When he saw Dai Li enter, he put down his brush and leaned back in his chair.

"Yu Nong, what's up?"

Dai Li walked to the desk.

He stood at attention and handed over the telegram with both hands.

"Principal, a confirmed telegram has arrived from Taiyuan Station: Kiyoshi Katsuki is dead."

The chairman's eyes flickered slightly.

He took the telegram and looked down at it.

The telegram contained only a few lines.

But his gaze lingered on those few lines of text for a long time.

The Chairman put down the telegram, leaned back in his chair, and looked at Dai Li's face.

"Is it confirmed?"

"Confirmed."

Dai Li nodded, his tone resolute.

"The Japanese blocked the news, and the military plane that Kiyoshi Katsuki was supposed to take never took off."

After listening, the Chairman remained silent for a moment.

Then, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a rare smile.

"it is good."

He stood up, walked to the map hanging on the wall, and his gaze fell on the location of Shanxi.

"Katsuki Kiyoshi, Lieutenant General of the Imperial Japanese Army, Commander of the First Army."

"How many bad things has this person done in our country?"

"Now, he's dead."

His voice wasn't loud, but every word he spoke was firm and resounding.

Dai Li stood behind him without saying a word.

The Chairman turned around, walked back to the table, sat down, and looked at Dai Li.

"Yu Nong, who is the murderer?"

"Has the matter been clarified?"

Dai Li shook his head.

"Principal, the matter has not yet been clarified."

"The people at Taiyuan Station did their best, but they couldn't find any information about the murderer."

The chairman's brow furrowed slightly, but quickly relaxed.

"If we can't find it, then so be it."

His tone was calm, carrying an indescribable magnanimity.

"No matter who did it, as long as they killed Japanese soldiers, they are heroes of the War of Resistance."

"This matter should be reported in the newspapers."

Dai Li was taken aback.

"Principal, do you mean to announce it to the public?"

"Yes, announce it."

The chairman nodded, his tone resolute.

"A Japanese army lieutenant general was killed at the airport."

"These things can't be hidden."

"Instead of letting the Japanese speak first, we should speak first."

"Let all the people of the country know, let the soldiers on the front lines know, let the whole world know."

His voice rose a few decibels.

"This is not just ordinary news; it's a shot in the arm."

"It strikes the hearts of the soldiers on the front lines, the people in the rear, and the traitors and lackeys."

Dai Li listened and nodded repeatedly.

"Principal, who is the murderer, and how do we announce it to the public?"

The chairman thought for a moment and then slowly spoke.

"Just say it was done by people who fought in the resistance against Japan."

"As for who it is, there's no need to be too specific."

"The more ambiguous it is, the more room there is for imagination."

"Ordinary people will guess, spread rumors, and discuss."

"One tells ten, ten tell a hundred, a hundred tell a thousand, a thousand, a million."

"This news will spread wider and wider, and become more and more incredible as it is told."

His lips curled up slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"As for the Japanese, let them guess."

"Guess who we are, guess who the Eighth Route Army is, guess who their own people are."

"We've been guessing and guessing, but we still can't figure it out."

In the end, they could only suffer in silence.

Dai Li's eyes lit up.

"Principal, that was a brilliant move."

The chairman waved his hand, his tone becoming serious.

"It's not that it's too high, it's just that there's no other way."

"We really don't know who the killer is."

"But we can't withhold this information just because we don't know it."

"What needs to be announced should still be announced, and what needs to be publicized should still be publicized."

"We just need to be more careful with our wording."

Dai Li nodded.

"Principal, I understand."

"I'll arrange it right away."

"etc."

The chairman called him over.

Dai Li turned around, waiting for him to continue.

"Yu Nong, you just said that the killer fired from a distance and hit the target with a single shot?"

"Yes."

Dai Li nodded.

"People at Taiyuan Station said the gunshots came from a very far place."

"The killer likely fired from several hundred meters away."

The chairman's eyes flickered slightly again.

"A single shot hits from several hundred meters away."

"That's impressive marksmanship."

Dai Li nodded.

"Principal, you're right."

"This kind of marksmanship is not something an ordinary person can learn."

"The killer was likely professionally trained and a sharpshooter in the military."

The chairman leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.

"If he's a sharpshooter in the army, that would be interesting."

"Are they from our Nationalist Army or the Eighth Route Army?"

Dai Li shook his head.

"Principal, it's too early to say."

"But no matter whose people they were working for, they were all involved in the war of resistance."

"There is no doubt about that."

The chairman nodded.

"You're right!"

"No matter whose people they are, as long as they kill Japanese soldiers, it's a good thing."

"That's settled then."

"Tomorrow, have all the major newspapers publish this news."

"yes!"

Dai Li stood at attention and answered.

The chairman waved his hand.

"Go."