Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

In the ward, after examining An Zhenhua's condition, the female doctor with a full head of silver hair let out a soft sigh: "He has been confirmed dead. Issue the death report and state the cause of death as intracranial hemorrhage."

"Dean, but... the corpse clearly shows signs of poisoning!"

"Write it as I say, and I'll take responsibility for any problems that arise."

"Well... alright, I'll listen to the dean," An Zhenhua's attending physician hesitated for a long time before finally nodding.

Having worked with the dean for so many years, the attending physician had long since discovered that not only was their dean a highly skilled doctor, but also had a very special identity.

Over the years, when higher-level leaders come to inspect the hospital, the hospital director rarely shows up, and those leaders don't dare to utter a sound; when the district or city health system holds meetings, the hospital director rarely attends, and no one has ever dared to come and cause trouble.

The dean still gets so many awards every year, it's like she's carrying them all, so let's just listen to her...

The attending physician began taking notes when the hospital director's phone rang.

The hospital director picked up the phone, glanced at it, greeted the attending physician, and walked out the door. He went to a very quiet corner before answering the call.

"Hello, senior. I'm a security officer, code name 073."

"073, 073 is a code name that only combat heroes can inherit. Not bad, young man," the dean said with a smile.

"You flatter me, senior. I'm bothering you so late because I wanted to confirm something."

"You want to know what exactly happened on An Xiaohai's side, right?"

"Yes, senior is wise."

"Stop nitpicking with me, that's not your forte. An Zhenhua just passed away. Before he died, he must have said something to An Xiaohai."

"Senior, could you please explain more clearly?"

Do you have that permission?

"Yes, I just applied for the necessary permissions from headquarters."

"Permission code".

073 quickly reported its permission code.

"The code is correct. I can explain the whole story to you. Please wait a moment while I go somewhere else."

The dean hung up the phone, returned to his office, closed the doors and windows, and then connected to 073.

Thirty-six years ago, I was ordered to come to the Nanjiang area to investigate An Zhenhua.

From that time on, I came into contact with him. After a detailed investigation, I discovered that An Zhenhua was indeed a special agent deliberately left behind by them.

However, An Zhenhua had already lost control by then.

An Zhenhua longed for our life here and had indeed fallen deeply in love with Lin Yujiao, the captain of the Nanjiang Guerrilla Team. He took the initiative to sever all ties with the other side and started a new life.

At the same time, he was unwilling to betray his country or completely side with us; he simply stopped working for them.

I monitored An Zhenhua for six years without finding any problems with him. Later, I had a new assignment and gradually relaxed my monitoring of him.

Later, I secretly sent them to Cape Apocalypse using some methods, and kept the news tightly under wraps. That way, even if the people there wanted to find him again, they wouldn't be able to.

That is when I stopped monitoring him.

More than half a year ago, An Zhenhua suddenly returned to Nanjiang County and took the initiative to contact me. Only then did I learn that Comrade Lin Yujiao had passed away.

All of An Zhenhua's actions here are under my surveillance, and there are no problems.

He simply carried Comrade Lin Yujiao's ashes and walked through the places where she had fought during her lifetime; he was probably commemorating Comrade Lin Yujiao.

I don't think An Zhenhua's fall from the hillside was an accident; I think he did it on purpose so he could legitimately lie in the hospital and end his life there.

I suspect he had some suspicions about my identity, which is why he did this.

He has just passed away. The preliminary assessment is that he died of cyanide poisoning. This cyanide was likely something he had been keeping with him all along, or something he had reconstituted.

Unexpectedly, he still resorted to this method in the end.

I reckon what he told An Xiaohai before he died was about An Xiaohai's true background.

"I see... Senior, An Zhehao is very likely Nemesis of the Abyss. You provided this information, right?"

"Yes, that's what I provided."

Many years ago, I lacked experience and was not meticulous enough. I focused too much on An Zhenhua and neglected his two children.

By the time I noticed the unusual behavior of the An brothers, An Zhehao and An Zheran, things had already spiraled out of control. It was my fault; I made a mistake.

"Senior, please don't say that."

"A mistake is a mistake, a mistake is a mistake, there's nothing that can't be said."

"Senior, you really don't know what An Zhenhua and An Xiaohai said? I mean..."

"You mean why I wasn't eavesdropping, right?"

"I'm sorry, yes."

"I don't like this kind of eavesdropping."

My experience tells me that what you see with your own eyes and hear with your own ears is not necessarily the truth; it is more likely that the enemy wants you to see and hear what they want you to hear.

To find the truth, one must seek breakthroughs in the details, establish cognition through rigorous logical deduction, and eliminate all external interference as much as possible.

Therefore, I will not resort to eavesdropping unless absolutely necessary.

"Thank you for your guidance, senior. I understand."

"It's not so much about teaching, but this approach has its advantages and disadvantages."

Every approach has its advantages and disadvantages. There is no right or wrong method, only right or wrong.

Everyone has their own preferred way of doing things.

Using methods you are familiar with and good at to handle problems and analyze intelligence is the most efficient and accurate approach. However, once you fall into this trap, you are more vulnerable to being taken advantage of by the enemy.

Therefore, please don't take my words as instruction. I'm just objectively explaining my work methods to you, not trying to teach you how to do things.

"Understood, thank you, senior!"

"Do you have any other questions?"

"No... I'm sorry, but I also wanted to ask about An Xiaohai... how is he now?"

"He is very strong, stronger than I expected! I think this child is very special, completely different from his father and uncle."

Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on him.

"Thank you, senior!"

"You're welcome. Is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

"That's all, thank you again, senior. It was a pleasure talking to you! Goodbye!" 073 ended the communication.

The dean put down the phone, let out a soft breath, walked to the window, and reached out to draw back the curtains.

An Xiaohai remained standing in the square, his body ramrod straight, his fists clenched, glaring angrily at the sky.

The sky was dark and heavy, with thunder and lightning!

An Xiaohai stood there, so small, yet so resolute! He seemed determined to fight against the thunder and lightning, or the dark sky!

"Sigh..." The dean gently lowered the curtains and slowly closed his eyes.

A flash of lightning illuminated the scene, leaving a fleeting silhouette of her by the window.

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"Xiao Hai!" A voice called out, so fragile yet so clear amidst the lightning-filled movie.

An Xiaohai turned his head blankly and saw that Chen Shuifen had arrived; his mother, Chen Shuifen, had arrived.

At that moment, Chen Shuifen was running towards him anxiously, followed by Lin Xuan'er, Chen Xiru, and her maternal grandparents.

"Mom!" An Xiaohai rushed forward and hugged Chen Shuifen tightly, tears finally streaming down his face.

"Mom, you're my mom, don't leave me, you can't abandon me!"

"Xiao Hai, what are you saying?... Don't be too sad. How could Mommy not want you? You're a piece of my flesh... "

Xiao Hai, what's wrong? Don't scare your mother! ...

Xiao Hai, be gentle, be gentle, Mom can't breathe...

After an unknown amount of time, An Xiaohai finally released Chen Shuifen. He turned around, opened his arms, clenched his fists, and roared at the thunder and lightning in the sky!

Ah! ~