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Office of the Director of the Guangming District Branch.

Li Dakang's hands were trembling; the expensive Parker pen felt as heavy as a thousand pounds between his fingers.

The pen tip hovered over the signature area of ​​the "Memorandum of Understanding" for a long time.

Every breath he took strained his taut nerves.

Put pen to paper.

When he signed his name, "Li Dakang," he felt as if he were signing a surrender document, not a name.

He pushed the document over, his movements somewhat stiff.

Shen Zhong took the document without even glancing at the signature smudged with ink.

He simply read through the terms again, carefully and thoroughly, from beginning to end.

After confirming that everything was correct, he nodded in satisfaction.

He casually put the document that would determine the future political landscape of Jingzhou into the briefcase beside him.

Then, he took out another document from his briefcase.

The document was very thin, only one page long.

Shen Zhong signed his name and then pushed it back to Li Dakang.

Li Dakang's eyelid twitched.

He looked down at the new document.

Explanation of the situation regarding the joint military-police counter-terrorism and emergency response exercise held in Guangming District, Jingzhou City.

The content of the file is very simple.

Tonight, the Handong Provincial Military Command and the Jingzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau held a joint exercise here aimed at improving their collaborative combat capabilities.

The exercise proceeded smoothly, yielded significant results, and was a complete success.

Li Dakang's facial muscles twitched violently as he looked at the document that distorted the truth.

Shameless.

Shameless!

But he had no choice.

He picked up a pen and signed his name on that absurd "statement of circumstances".

After signing the document, he felt as if all his strength had been drained away.

He slumped back in the chair, panting heavily.

Seeing his expression, Shen Zhong finally smiled.

"Secretary Dakang, it's a pleasure to work with you."

He stood up and put away the exercise instructions as well.

"Now that an agreement has been reached, you can naturally take your people with you."

Li Dakang's body trembled.

In his confused mind, he finally grasped at a straw.

degree!

He raised his head and looked at Shen Zhong.

Although it came at an inhuman cost, the extent of the damage was at least preserved.

They managed to protect this most important pawn, who knew all the secrets of the Bright Peak project.

As long as Chengdu remains in his hands, the Guangmingfeng project will not completely collapse.

He will have the opportunity to rise again from these ruins in the future.

A feeling of relief, as if I had survived a disaster, welled up inside me.

"Thank you, Secretary Shen."

Li Dakang's voice was hoarse and dry.

Shen Zhong didn't take it seriously.

He picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and pressed the call button.

"Weiguo, bring the man out and hand him over to Secretary Li."

Zhou Weiguo's clear reply came through the walkie-talkie.

"receive."

Li Dakang also struggled to stand up from the chair.

He looked down at his wrinkled shirt, which was covered in mud.

He reached out and forcefully smoothed out a few wrinkles.

I straightened my crooked collar again.

He was trying to regain some of the authority that belonged to the Party Secretary of Jingzhou City.

Shen Zhong watched his movements without saying anything, only making a "please" gesture.

The two walked out of the office that had determined the fate of countless people, one after the other.

in the hall.

Qi Tongwei paced back and forth anxiously, like an ant on a hot pan.

When he saw the office door open and Li Dakang follow Shen Zhong out, he immediately hurried to greet him.

"Secretary Dakang, how is it?"

His voice was filled with tension and unease.

Li Dakang's face was still deathly pale, but his eyes had finally regained some sparkle.

He nodded almost imperceptibly at Qi Tongwei.

That nod acted like a tranquilizer, calming Qi Tongwei's wildly beating heart somewhat.

An agreement has been reached.

Although I don't know what price we paid, we finally reached an agreement.

The police officers in the lobby, whose weapons had been disarmed, also witnessed this scene.

Although they couldn't hear what their leader was saying, they all secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the tense atmosphere seemed to have eased.

This nightmare is finally coming to an end tonight.

Zhou Weiguo led two fully armed Dragon Fang warriors through the hall.

They went straight to the interrogation room at the end of the corridor.

The heavy military boots made a crisp, rhythmic sound as they stepped on the marble floor.

The interrogation room door was opened from the outside.

A ray of light shone in.

Du Cheng, who was slumped in the corner, heard the noise.

He struggled to lift his head and looked excitedly toward the doorway.

Are they one of our own?

Are they here to rescue me?

Zhou Weiguo's tall figure appeared at the doorway, blocking most of the light.

He walked into the interrogation room, his cold gaze sweeping over Du Cheng, who was huddled on the floor.

That look in his eyes was as if he were looking at a pile of worthless trash.

At this moment, however, Cheng Du unleashed a strong will to survive.

He thought Zhou Weiguo had come to release him.

"Help me! Get me out of here!"

He roared and struggled to his feet, about to pounce on Zhou Weiguo.

Zhou Weiguo slightly shifted his body and easily avoided him.

Immediately afterwards, he pushed back with his hand.

"Bang!"

The heavy, soundproof interrogation room door was slammed shut.

The whole world fell silent instantly.

Cheng Du missed his target, staggered a few steps, and almost fell.

He sensed something was wrong.

He turned around in horror.

Zhou Weiguo didn't look at him again.

Zhou Weiguo's gaze fell on another corner of the interrogation room.

There sat Zhang Xiao, the young reporter who had been beaten black and blue and was on the verge of death.

Zhang Xiao also raised her head, looking at the officer who had suddenly barged in with a puzzled expression through her eyes, which were swollen to the point of being only slits.

Zhou Weiguo looked at Zhang Xiao with an expression that was not exactly gentle, but at least not menacing.

He spoke.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear.

"Watch closely."

"This is what our boss asked me to bring you."

Explain?

What explanation?

Zhang Xiao hadn't reacted yet.

Du Cheng felt as if he had been struck on the top of the head by lightning, and all the blood in his body seemed to freeze.

He finally realized that he might have been sold out!

In order to escape, Li Dakang sold him out as a pawn!

A bone-chilling coldness shot from his tailbone straight to his brain.

He stumbled backward in terror, his body slamming heavily against the cold wall.

He opened his mouth, trying to shout for help.

He had to tell the outside world that he knew all the secrets of Bright Peak! He couldn't die!

However, all that could come out of his throat was a wheezing sound like a broken bellows.

Fear gripped his vocal cords.

Zhou Weiguo slowly pulled out his Type 92 pistol from the holster at his waist.

He pulled the slide with one hand, and the sound of the bullet being chambered was frighteningly crisp in the deathly silent interrogation room.

"Click".

The insurance has been opened.

The dark muzzle of the gun was steadily raised and aimed at Cheng Du's face, which was distorted by extreme fear.