Lu Dongzhi searched carefully on the second floor of the old factory office building, and searched through the living quarters of the office space. She sat at a desk, thinking, always feeling that something was missing. She carefully combed through it again, from the first night of the deliberate murder to the first intuitive feeling of entering the factory, to what she has done now...

"According to the current intelligence analysis, every person in a special industry will have a place of solace and psychological refuge, without exception. They're all going to have some mental illness to a greater or lesser extent..."

"Years of high-intensity psychological pressure piled up, there is nowhere to vent, and the emotions will become more and more uncontrollable and worse. Even on the verge of desperation, uncontrolled. It's like fusion and fission..."

"The way of psychological comfort is also different, some are fetish, some are collectors, some are obsessed with art (not confined to form), some are addicted to indulgence, they will all participate in it, they will be deeply involved in it, they cannot extricate themselves, it is equivalent to the nature of their work..."

Lu Dongzhi's mind flashed in his mind what General Jiang Rong had said when he was teaching, and she turned the psychological negligence of intelligence officers into a primitive analysis on stage, so that the staff could deeply avoid the problems in the subconscious. And now, Lu Dongzhi seems to be immersed in the class work at that time, and the trace that cannot be touched is gradually taking shape...

“... Of all the types in this, the last one to talk about is the minimalist, and the most terrible is this kind of person, who has always been in control of their lives... They are insidious, calm, cautious, extremely distrustful of others, insecure about anywhere..."

"They've always been very clear about what they need and how to get it. They will dress up very well, behave in a civilized manner, and they will look more elegant and gentle, and they will be perverted and unconventional if they are too decent than those intelligence officers who are satisfied with swearing..."

“... They always feel that they are very good, in the kingdom of their own creation, in their own territory, to rule everything..."

"They look down on those who regard venting their desires as bragging rights, indecent deeds as noble behaviors, and dirty, ugly and dirty deeds as capable peers. They think that those people have low cognition and regard them as beasts, because they do not look down on them in their bones, and they will not 'go along with them'..."

"I drew conclusions from the psychology of the 100 intelligence officers I studied, and found that they basically did not hide their needs, and they also performed their bestiality to the fullest, which was very creative..."

"It seems to me that this group of minimalist intelligence officers, they are not without thoughts, but they have stripped away the superfluous thoughts contained in the emotions they are born with, so as to establish a new security mechanism that they think they are self-righteous, and they are empty of everything for this purpose..."

"It's not that they don't have flaws, it's just that the details are better..."

Lu Dongzhi tapped lightly on the tabletop, then got up and paced, his gaze wandering. She moved her desk away and tapped the end of her military flashlight against the wall, starting above the wall covered by the sloping desk. Finally, at a 90-degree angle between the floor and the wall, a mezzanine was found. The umbrella-soldier-knife gradually cut along the gap in the sandwich, pried off the sandwich panel sealed with glue, and carefully took out an ebony box...

She placed the box lightly on the table, her ears were close to it, and she did not notice the sound of the electronic timer and signal receiver of plastic, bomb, or bomb, ruling out the most dangerous possibility and removing a trace of defense. Ever since she first entered this old factory, she has always had a strong desire to explore this area. With the recent sorting and deciphering, some very scary things have been summarized, even if the report is completed, she still has a kind of uneasiness here. When she came again and finally found something, she didn't have the calmness she had at the beginning. Man is a combination of contradictions.

Lighting a cigarette and holding it diagonally, she tilted her head, gently probed the gap of the wooden box with her umbrella and sword, and closed her eyes slightly to feel the touch of the tip of the knife. At the position of the front clasp, there was a trace of resistance from the tip of the knife, very slightly, like a thread, she hesitated for a moment, and carefully searched for the way to set up the 'trick and thunder' that could be hidden in the box and connected to the wire...

Thinking about it one by one, overthrowing it one by one, she suddenly had a cold smile on her face, her white teeth were slightly exposed, and she shook her head and sighed. It's really scaring myself. Eliminate the most dangerous, it is simple, there is only one possibility, either hide it and take it yourself, or leave it to the people around you, and these two people may be very familiar, so there will be no mechanism in it. She stared boldly, close to the lock, and with a little force in her hand, she opened the lid of the box, and her mouth made a "bang" sound.

Sometimes people are really weird. When there are many people, they don't join the group, or they disdain to be in company, and when there are few people, they feel lonely. A bold, skilled, and beautiful female soldier like her can play a lot of tricks with herself, maybe to add some humor to the empty old factory office floor...

To be sure, there was no mechanism in the box, and there were stacks of very neat paper documents lying quietly, and she spat out a mouthful of incense mist and laughed at herself, "Don't worry, you can't turn into a monkey." ”

The slender fingertips clip out the top stack of paper and unfold it. The delicate square is written on a few pages, the beginning is called 'pepper', and the end is signed 'Shuliang', she carefully looks at the paperwork similar to the explanation of the aftermath, and finally there is a 'poem' written horizontally with the dots of the code? "This is, a 'suicide note' full of 'resentment'?"

Lu Dongzhi read softly:

"Green Lake, Dajiang, beautiful carp, and perch are fragrant everywhere;

Pepper, salt, bonfire, and flavor in the chest;

Qingping, Shaluo, deep gully, hump you look;

Autumn goes, spring comes, the four seasons, weeds wither and grow long;

Feelings, nodules, feelings, and love songs are relaxed;

Sibu, Been, broken intestines, cold and afterlife;

...”

"Dead Pepper"

The night tears are secretly sad, and the sadness of the past is sad, Ling carries the pearls and falls yellow, and the rain is in the corridor;

The shallow light singing voice flows, the wisps of sorrow and sorrow, the gentle face is dying, and the building is deserted. ”

There is a poem at the end of each handwritten book in the box, which makes Lu Dongzhi unable to imagine how affectionate this kind of affection or emotion is.

"This is intelligence content? Code name? Or is it a person's name? Did the Technical Investigation Section say at the summary meeting that there was a code exchange called 'Jiao'? Love letter? ”

Possibly, very likely, anything is possible, what happened here, she was so amazed that she was numb. She picked up the paper in the box in succession, continued to read, and then savored...

She was still sitting at the old desk that had been dragged crooked, motionless, her eyelids trembling on her cold face, the cigarette in her left hand had burned out, and the long soot could not bear its weight, and it broke off and fell into a pile of cigarette butts. She didn't look so calm, she had been deliberately suppressing the excitement and anger rising in her heart...

"I'm going to turn this place upside down..."

... ...

In the early morning, the city of Simao in southern Yunnan was shrouded in fog. The dense fog and water vapor enveloped the majestic southern mountains and also covered the majestic rivers. The river is turbulent, and the roaring sound reveals a thick fog, which is far away, so that people can't feel the location of the water flow, and can only hear the sound of the majestic water crashing and the sound of slapping on the shore...

Some things, similar to the river hidden in the fog, have to have a sound first, through this sound to discern the general direction, with a general direction to go forward, as long as you don't walk sideways, you will always see the truth, the fog will eventually quietly dissipate...

Lu Dongzhi rushed here, and she had no time to watch the majestic mountains and rivers. Lu Dongzhi summarized and analyzed the information collected during this time, and finally had some eyebrows, and some things were much smoother. She followed the clues she found, and gradually pulled out a corner of the spider web...

Through the analysis of the information, she discovered the movement trajectory and general appearance of this person named Pepper. She's pretty sure it's him...

This extremely hidden and extremely cunning poisonous spider may weave a web that is even bigger and denser than Lu Dongzhi imagined. She believes that with the ability of one person, it is impossible to do so many things and make such a big move. She thought that if it was possible to dig out and destroy a nest with her own hands, this sense of accomplishment would be much better than the security tasks in the outer world...

Lu Dongzhi was born with boiling fighting blood in his bones, and it was also countercurrent...

Two days ago, Li Qingshi sent an urgent telegram to her who was squatting in the old factory building, and hurried here to wait for a connector. Now, it's been more than an hour since the two sides met. She looked at the military watch on her wrist with a solemn expression, such a low-level mistake could not happen to a professional intelligence officer. Lu Dongzhi only believes in scientific data, and her years of practice have taught her that every seemingly ordinary intelligence case is serious and cautious, and only when it is fundamentally investigated will it have ultimate meaning and value.

The clues that can be found in the old factory are mainly the car accident that occurred at the downtown intersection. This suspect named Zhang Zongliang is the former administrative assistant of the finance department of Tanigawa Group, and his work content is "three, accompanying", eating, chatting and laughing...

He was once high-spirited, worked for a large multinational foreign company engaged in communications, served as the deputy director of the finance department of Dahua Branch, and graduated from the Department of Finance and Economics of the First University of the Empire with a master's degree in finance.

He climbed quickly in this foreign company, but due to the wrong strategic vision and direction of the head office, the market shrank extremely and the support was weak. He realized this serious problem and sent a strategic proposal to the head office. Several early warnings were fruitless, and finally jumped to a subsidiary of Tanigawa Group, and through its own excellent professional ability, it climbed to the finance department of Tanigawa Group. But after working in the finance department of the Tanigawa Group for almost seven years, it is still this glorious and touching position - the administrative assistant of the finance department of the Tanigawa Group.

It's such nonsense, what does he do every day: provide attendance reports of finance department personnel and archive them; Responsible for the registration, registration, change and other procedures of the relevant certificates of the Finance Department and the Group; Handle the daily management of personnel of the finance department, and be responsible for the handling of leave, contracts and other formalities; Responsible for accompanying the group's finance department to do a good job in hospitality, arrangement, and gift with various cooperative banks and business partners. It's all a mess, any student who graduated from a junior college can do it, and what kind of technical content is there.

However, the finance department pressed him and gave him a title: outstanding ability, strong sense of responsibility, and often able to put forward strategic opinions to the finance department... Colleagues have a good relationship, enthusiasm for the group's affairs, and a bright future....

It's just bullshit, if it's such a bluff, he just believes it, and he has been doing it for so many years...

As he grew older and reached middle age, a sense of crisis was always lying on his back, which made him very anxious. Long-term overtime, work and physical and mental exhaustion have led to a more and more stiff relationship between husband and wife.

It's easy to make up your mind to improve the relationship, but the anger buried in the bottom of my heart is still stimulated...

his parents' mausoleum, which needs to be renewed; Mortgages are required for cars and housing loans; Household needs to spend; children's education expenses; human relations; various insurances; Tax... These are like mountains, always pressing him breathlessly. This pillar of the family is still too heavy...

Lu Dongzhi found a not-so-noticeable clue from his file, Zhang Zongliang's expenditure. The salary he receives after tax every month in the Tanigawa Group, including: post allowances, subsidies, benefits, performance bonuses, etc., are added together, at most the fifth level, less than 30,000 yuan. And he has 50,000 yuan of expenses every month, except for the bank statement, the rest is cash flow.

It's very strange, Lu Dongzhi is very interested. Therefore, she asked the Technical Investigation Section and the Political and Economic Section of MI2 to follow up and find out the above problems. After the report, Li Qingshi contacted colleagues outside the country to investigate the information of the overseas 'suspect', which is why she has to wait here.

Lu Dongzhi was a little uneasy, and after thinking for a while, she decided to move forward and try to meet the colleague who was in the joint. She crossed the Dalaojiang Rope Bridge in the southeast of Jiangcheng County, crossed the Xiaolin Mountain Stream, and stopped in front of the tall boundary monument that was about to enter the border with South Vietnam. In the fog, she vaguely saw a hazy figure lying on the edge of the boundary monument...

She pulled out the umbrella-soldier-knife on her left waist and held it diagonally with her backhand, resting it on her right hand holding the gun, and her right elbow protected her ribs, clinging to her body in case of a royal posture, and slowly approached...

The blood-red Dahua square font stands proudly on the side of the tall white border stone monument. There was a bloodstained body lying at the foot of the stele, she took out a photo and compared it to the other party's face, tried his neck pulse again, and then put away the equipment and quickly carried it on his back, and rushed to the Jiangcheng County Military Hospital...

In the jungle on the other side of the Sino-Vietnamese border, a group of armed men wearing American equipment gradually appeared in the fog, and they marched alternately with each other, tapping their fingers on their waists, full of strange rhythms. The team responded to each other, the spearhead in front of them constantly changing their gestures in sign language, and the team quickly echoed into a superimposed diamond-shaped attack formation, slowly approaching the boundary monument. The left hand of the spearhead in front suddenly clenched into a fist, and the rear team quickly hidden, occupying the best firing position to cover the impending battle. The gesturing soldier used his fingers to expose his tactical anti-cut gloves, twisted the bright red stained on the withered yellow leaves, gently kneaded the three fingers, and then gestured: "Fresh..."

But having reached the borders of the Dahua Empire, they did not dare to go any further. The man at the front stretched out his right thumb and raised it (the enemy was not visible), straightened his right arm to draw a circle (reversed direction), and spread his arms sideways into a 140-degree formation (V-shaped). They opened their mouths in formation and quietly left the rear, not saying a word or uttering a syllable the whole time, and the oppressive atmosphere was terrifying...

... ...

Lu Dongzhi carried the wounded to the border army sentry card, showed his identity, and was assisted by the border army under his jurisdiction to simply bandage and transfer him to the border military barracks-level hospital, where the wound was examined, the wound was cleaned, and the bleeding was stopped before the military helicopter picked up the two people...

A week later, in the General Hospital of the Military Region, Lu Dongzhi visited the injured who had improved their mental state. He was paralyzed in his lower limbs, could no longer stand, and still struggled to sit on the hospital bed in salute, and he was grateful:

"Thank you Mr. Lu for your help!"

"Thank you!" Lu Dongzhi looked at the other party and said seriously: "This is my honor!" ”

"Mr. Lu... The images, photographs, and paper documents on my body were lost, and the military bugs I was carrying were also lost..."He lowered his head in frustration and blamed himself: "We have 6 colleagues dead!" ”

"Look at me!" Lu Dongzhi moved over his shoulder, stared at his eyes and said seriously:

"Nothing is more important than your life! You must recognize this! And you are my comrade-in-arms, I will always be with you! They... It's the heroes of the empire, and we'll do it for them after the case is completed..."Lu Dongzhi forcibly suppressed his choked emotions, and didn't finish after all.

"Yes!"

"I've got the bugging device inside you and sent it to the Technical Investigation Section of the Military Department... Rest assured to recuperate, I'm in three places... Waiting for you! Lu Dongzhi patted him lightly on the shoulder, saluted, and turned to leave...

After leaving the General Hospital of the Military Region, she went to northern Yunnan to find a memory that had been buried in her heart for many years...