Stop it, the country really can't fit any more bans on the domestic entertainment industry.

Inside the joint command center.

The exhaust fan emitted a low hum.

The sound echoed throughout the spacious area, masking the noise from the equipment.

Commander Lei stood in front of the large conference table.

He pressed his hands against the edge of the table, his eyes fixed on the direction of the door, anxiously awaiting the verification results.

Time passed by, second by second.

For a senior commander who has seen many storms, waiting has never been difficult.

But at the moment.

However, he found it difficult to remain calm inside.

Just thinking about that young man who single-handedly stirred up trouble at an overseas fan club convention.

A deep sense of respect would well up in Chief Lei's heart.

That was a mutual appreciation among colleagues.

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Not long after.

The tightly closed door was finally pushed open from the outside.

The head of the intelligence team who was sent to investigate Li Mo'an's background returned to the conference room from outside the corridor.

His steps were somewhat unsteady as he walked in.

His legs wobbled, and he even tripped when he stepped over the threshold, as if he were walking on cotton and couldn't find his center of gravity.

This intelligence specialist, who was usually known for his meticulousness, had an extremely strange expression on his face at this moment.

His eyes twitched slightly, and his gaze revealed a deep sense of confusion.

And in his hands.

He was tightly clutching a file folder stamped with a top-secret seal.

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Team Leader Lei looked at the other party's expression, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

He raised an eyebrow and quickly formed his own judgment.

According to Chief Lei.

This must mean the intelligence team failed to uncover any valuable information.

Because for those truly elite undercover agents who are lurking deep within the innermost layers...

It is perfectly normal for files to be completely erased or locked with the highest level of access.

The more difficult it is to find out, the more astonishing the other party's identity must be.

Thinking about this...

Commander Lei stood up straight, his expression calm.

He took the initiative to speak and offered words of comfort to his disheartened subordinate.

It's okay if they didn't find out.

Chief Lei's voice was calm, with a kind of tolerance unique to a superior officer, "After all, this must be an elite undercover agent cultivated behind the scenes by a big shot in the police system."

He paused, then added, "It's normal that you can't find out about such a talented person because their identity is completely hidden. Don't feel guilty."

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however.

Hearing these words, full of understanding and respect...

The intelligence team leader's expression didn't improve; instead, it became even stranger.

He stood there, his lips dry.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed hard, gulping down a mouthful of dry saliva.

Then.

The person in charge spoke cautiously, his voice trembling.

"Chief Lei."

He stared into his superior's eyes. "You...you didn't say the wrong name, did you?"

When he asked that question, there was a faint hint of expectation in his voice.

"Is that undercover colleague on the other side really named Li Mo'an?"

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Hearing this unusual question.

At this point, Chief Lei also sensed that something was amiss.

His brows furrowed instantly.

However, he did not doubt his memory.

He carefully recalled the scene of them looking at each other across the river that night.

The roar of the water filled my ears, and in the shadows on the opposite bank stood a young man with a calm expression.

He remembered clearly the frequency with which the other person's fingers tapped on the tactical pants.

He was absolutely certain that there was no visual error when he and the other person were communicating using coded language.

The other party clearly stated that his name was Li Mo'an.

There could be no mistake.

Chief Lei looked at his subordinate and nodded firmly.

Looking at the officer's unquestionable gesture.

The head of the intelligence team completely gave up on the last glimmer of hope in his heart.

He took a deep breath.

His chest heaved violently, and he spoke in a tone of existential doubt.

"Take a look for yourself."

As he spoke, he respectfully handed over the crumpled, top-secret document.

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Team Leader Lei reached out and took it.

He untied the binding thread on the file folder and pulled out the paper documents inside.

With the utmost respect for that ace colleague.

He only turned to the first page.

His gaze fell upon the black words on the white paper.

Only one second had passed.

Team Leader Lei was completely dumbfounded.

His eyes widened in shock, his pupils slightly contracting.

At the very top of that document.

Several lines of large characters were clearly written there.

Target: Li Mo'an.

Gender: Male.

In the work experience section below, neither the name of the university nor the SWAT academy appeared.

It is clearly recorded above.

After being discharged from the army, this person was sent directly to Jiaxing Entertainment in Shanghai.

He actually became a contracted artist in the entertainment industry.

then.

Under the arrangement of his agency, he went to southern Yunnan to participate in the recording of a slow-paced variety show called "Mushroom House".

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Upon seeing this, Chief Lei felt as if a hole had been torn in his worldview.

star?

Filming a variety show?

Is this the same person who was the elite undercover agent on the border?

He thought he had misread it, or that the system had encountered a duplicate name.

but.

Continuing on, the document details a series of things this person did during the recording of the program.

While repairing the road at the village entrance, he unearthed a conventional bomb with a single stroke of his hoe.

As the excavation progressed, the entire filming location was transformed into a minefield containing over a thousand unexploded bombs.

Later we went for a stroll in the back mountain.

He then knocked on the blast door of the underground nuclear counterattack unit.

The firefighting efforts even prompted the authorities to deploy thermobaric weapons, a truly dramatic move.

These outrageous facts were printed in black and white in official intelligence files.

Each piece exudes an eerie aura that leaves one speechless.

The fingers of Captain Lei holding the paper began to tremble uncontrollably.

He quickly turned to the next page.

Recent information further reveals this person's latest movements.

He caused too much trouble during the recording of the show.

The owner of the entertainment company the other party worked for thought this person was simply too strange.

To prevent any potential problems, and also to help him suppress the evil spirits within him.

So he was tasked with creating a special project called "Mushroom House Special: The Light of Righteousness".

As a core element of this special project.

The production crew sent him directly to the police station to experience life as a police officer!

All the clues.

The whole story.

At this moment, a perfect yet absurd closed loop is formed.

There is no cultivation of bigwigs in the police system.

Special missions without undercover agents.

This is basically a celebrity experiencing life in a police station!

Team Leader Lei looked at this entertainment file, which was full of absurdity.

His battle-hardened, rock-solid brain completely shut down.