Hu Xueyong went to the team early in the morning, and after inquiring about the ins and outs of last night's incident, he came to Ou Qiang's office.

Ou Qiang sat on the chair with half-squinted eyes and saw Hu Xueyong coming, his eyes lit up, and the fatigue of the night suddenly disappeared.

"Why was Captain Xing leading the team last night?" Ou Qiang said in a reproachful tone.

"Ou Shao, didn't you confess last night that something happened and let me make an excuse not to be at work?" Hu Xueyong said with a half-hunched body.

Oh, how did he forget this stubble, Ou Qiang remembered what he told Hu Xueyong yesterday: don't be on duty, be slow to call the police, or don't go to the police.

"Ou Shao, those killers were already dead when the people brought by Team Xing went over last night, and it was no different if I went and he went! By the way, is there anything wrong with calling me so early today?" Hu Xueyong asked cautiously.

"Regarding this Wu Song, you have been following him for a few days and investigating him, I would like to hear what your opinion is?" asked Ou Qiang.

After following for a few days, I found that his interpersonal relationship was relatively simple for the time being, he was also a policeman before he went abroad, and then because of his upright temper and impulsiveness, he beat the director of the police station, so he was kicked out of the police team, and then he came to the bar with a group of people, and when he opened the bar, he had a conflict with the Liuhe Gang's Dihetang, and was framed and murdered by the owner of Dihetang, and it was Wu Song's brother who overstepped his authority to investigate the case, and was released due to insufficient evidence. Later, he went abroad, and after he went abroad, he never contacted his family, and he couldn't find out what he had done abroad!" Hu Xueyong told Ou Qiang about the situation he had been tracking these days and the situation he had inquired about at the police station.

"Well, then what?" Ou Qiang wanted to hear Hu Xueyong's opinion, and deliberately didn't say his mind first.

"Ou Shao, I don't think we can find any excuse to arrest him and lock him up for a year and a half, so that Songrui Group will have no successor, and you will have no problem if you want to embezzle the entire Songrui!" Hu Xueyong expressed his opinion, of course, this is also what he often does; Hu Xueyong doesn't know why Ou Shao can't get along with Songrui Group, he simply thinks that Songrui Group has provoked Ou Shao, so Ou Shao wants to destroy or embezzle Songrui Group.

"Well, the opinion is good, but it's not to arrest him and imprison him for a year and a half, but to find a way to get rid of him! You are responsible for getting him in within three days, and if you want him to die after entering, it is equivalent to pinching an ant to death!" Hearing that Hu Xueyong's opinion was slightly similar to his own, Ou Shao said with satisfaction, at least the step that Hu Xueyong had to do was the same, as for whether he could live for a year and a half after entering, Ou Shao himself would find another way.

"Okay, Ou Shao, please rest assured, I'll go back and make arrangements!" Hu Xueyong said.

"Wait! you go to the morgue and see if this person was in last night's killer. Ou Shao said as he showed Hu Xueyong Feng Kun's photo. Feng Kun is his number one horse boy and a person from the Golden Triangle, and he is responsible for many things in the Golden Triangle, so he has to know whether he lives or dies.

"Okay!" Hu Xueyong looked at the photo and answered, and slowly walked out of the office, he knew the person in the photo, and often saw him by Ou Shao's side, ruthless, and extraordinary, could it be that this person was also killed by Wu Song last night?

At the Beijing Guoan Headquarters, in the office of the big boss, Long Shiming sat at his desk and looked at the case files on the table.

Today is the weekend, Long Shiming should have stayed at home to accompany his family, and then went to Zhongnanhai to report to the two leaders. As a result, he was called early in the morning by Sun Zhenjie, the vice minister and former ministry, to come to the office and access the information of a senior encryption personnel. As the top leader of national security, he has the right to access the data of all domestic and foreign cryptographers, and the other deputy ministers can only be responsible for the data of the cryptographers they are in charge of, and these cryptographers are commonly known as "blacks".

The so-called "blacks" refer to the personnel who are lurking in China to carry out special tasks at home and abroad, including special elites who have been screened out by special training, war service personnel who have gone deep into the world in China, and high-risk personnel who do not belong to China's jurisdiction and do things for China.

And the person Sun Zhenjie wants to access today is a foreign senior encryption personnel, and only Long Shiming has the right to access this person's information. The reason why this person attracted Sun Zhenjie's attention was because the two case files transferred by the Ministry of Public Security were the case files on Long Shiming's desk.

Long Shiming picked up the case file and said to Sun Zhenjie: "Tell me, what's the situation?"

Sun Zhenjie looked at Long Shiming, who was carefully checking the information, and said: "Minister, these two case files were transferred by the Ministry of Public Security yesterday, and the two cases involved the same person; in the first case, this person subdued three bank robbers with guns in the car while driving, and there was also a hostage in the car.

In another case, this person was chased and killed by six well-trained gunmen, but in an abandoned unfinished building, this person killed six killers instead, and the ability to snatch the killer's gun with his bare hands and then kill the killer in turn highlights that this person's skills and experience are not simple. But this person's resume only includes two years of military career and a few months of police experience in the police station, so the Ministry of Public Security turned these two case files and asked us to check whether this person is one of our people. ”

After listening to Sun Zhenjie's introduction, Long Shiming opened the case file and saw a familiar face in the photo, this face once saved him from the most tormenting and dangerous period of his life, this face once saved their family, and this face played a role that cannot be despised for his current status and honor.

Long Shiming looked at this person's name again: Wu Song, and then smiled and said: "No need to read it, this person is a sharp sword that I collected abroad, you and he are old acquaintances, he is a "ghost". I have tried to persuade him to return to China several times to accept honors and tasks, but he has refused, so why did he come back this time?"

After hearing this, Sun Zhenjie felt strange, and the "blacks" who were usually outside the country hoped to come back to accept the honor, so that in the future, if something happened, they could be posthumously awarded the title of martyr, they could be stamped with the national flag, and their families would also have subsidies and allowances; just as the so-called once they accepted the honor, they could be "bleached" at any time, and they no longer had to go out to perform those high-risk tasks. This is the most ideal ending for the "blacks" who are out there, who have not only fulfilled their mission, but also gained national recognition, and can also live a normal and stable life.

When he heard the "ghost", Sun Zhenjie understood who this person was, all Wu Song's tasks outside in the past few years have been contacted by him one-line, although he has been dealing with him for several years, Sun Zhenjie has not seen Wu Song himself, and he is only contacted by phone every time.

"Minister, this is the 'ghost'? The legendary man who has never missed a mission well, well, he looks pretty good, quite a handsome young man!" Sun Zhenjie said, pointing to the photo.

The corners of Long Shiming's mouth curled slightly, and he said in a proud tone: "Well, it's him!"

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