Spy wars start with lurking Secretary Hong

Chapter 533 Lu Ming's Doomsday

The night was dark, and the cold wind swirled snowflakes, which tapped against the car windows with a soft, rustling sound.

Lu Ming sat in the driver's seat, the cigarette between his fingers burned to the end, making him shiver.

He flicked the cigarette butt out the window in frustration and started the car.

The roar of the engine sounded particularly jarring on the quiet street.

He didn't want to go home; the empty house would only make him more upset.

He needed to vent.

Winning or losing at the gambling table, a woman's body, anything that can make him happy.

The car turned a corner, and he instinctively put his hand on his waist, wanting to adjust the position of his holster.

empty.

That spot is empty.

Lu Ming froze.

His blood seemed to freeze in that instant, and his hands and feet turned ice cold.

He lowered his head, staring in disbelief at his side.

The holster is still there, but the gun is gone.

If the suspicions of Haruno and Takeda made him feel irritated and uneasy, then losing the gun was like a sharp knife already pressed against his neck.

We'll be collecting our guns tomorrow morning.

At that time, everyone in the police department slammed their guns on the table, while he was left empty-handed.

Even if Li Guoyi's wife were dragged out of bed and forced to kneel on the ground and swear that she slept with him that night, no one would believe her now.

Losing a gun at this critical juncture is irrefutable proof.

He was the mole who shot the military policeman.

"grass!"

Lu Ming let out a beast-like growl, slammed the steering wheel, and the tires screeched on the icy road. The car turned around and sped back the way it came like a madman.

The underground gambling dens in Nangang remain a chaotic and noisy place.

Lu Ming kicked the door open and rushed in.

The noisy hall fell silent for a moment as everyone turned to look at the uninvited guest.

Lu Ming walked straight up to Lao Hu and grabbed him by the collar.

"Seal the door shut!"

His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were bloodshot, like a trapped beast driven to the brink of despair.

Old Hu was startled by his appearance and quickly put on a smiling face.

"Master Lu, what's wrong? Who upset you?"

"Hurry!" Lu Ming roared.

Old Hu dared not delay and immediately gave a wink to his dozen or so thugs.

The heavy wooden door was closed, the bolt was pulled down, and both the front and back doors of the casino were completely blocked.

The gamblers began to stir, and complaints arose.

"Search them."

Lu Ming coldly uttered four words.

"Master Lu, you, you..." Old Hu's face became very troubled.

"I'm running a business by opening my doors to customers. This isn't the right thing to do. If word gets out, how am I supposed to do business?"

"My gun has been stolen."

Lu Ming said, word by word, "If I can't find a gun, I'll smash up your place and kill you all one by one."

Upon hearing the word "gun," Old Hu's mind went blank, and the fat on his face trembled.

He realized the seriousness of the situation and quickly bowed to the assembled gamblers.

"Gentlemen, brothers, I'm really sorry."

"There was a slight mishap today, and I hope you will forgive me for any offense I may have caused. Today's wins and losses are all on me, Lao Hu."

After saying that, he waved his hand, and his thugs pounced on him like wolves.

Complaints, curses, and women's screams mingled together.

Soon, two men carrying weapons were identified.

These two men were burly and rugged, with menacing faces. They looked like they had just come down from the mountains and had a bandit-like air about them.

Old Hu bowed and scraped as he invited the two men to Lu Ming's side.

One of the one-eyed men started shouting nonchalantly:
"What do you mean? Investigate me? You want to see my gun? Are your brains hard enough?"

Without saying a word, Lu Ming slapped him hard across the face, making the one-eyed man see stars.

"I work for the police department."

Upon hearing this, the two men's legs immediately went weak:

"Sir, sir, please calm down. Let's talk this out. Let's talk this out."

Lu Ming told them to hand over their guns.

They were two gleaming box pistols.

Lu Ming didn't even glance at him a second time. "Get lost."

The two men, as if granted a pardon, scrambled and crawled into the crowd.

With a grim face, Lu Ming ordered, "Investigate further."

Old Hu approached with a long face:
"Master Lu, we've really searched everywhere, inside and out, even turned up rat holes, but there's really no one with a gun."

"Think about it, who in Harbin doesn't know you, Master Lu? Daring to mess with someone like you is just asking for death, isn't it?"

Lu Ming stared intently at him: "Old Hu, I know this area is under your jurisdiction."

"I lost my gun on your turf, so I have no choice but to come to you about it."

Old Hu thought he was short of money again and wanted to take the opportunity to squeeze some money out of him.

Although it hurts, there's nothing I can do right now but to avoid further trouble.

He quickly gave his subordinate a look, and the man soon came over carrying a wooden box.

The box was opened, revealing two gleaming gold bars and a thick stack of Kande coins.

"Master Lu, this is my fault. I was not careful enough and startled you."

"This is just a small token; please take it and have some tea to calm your temper."

As Lu Ming looked at the two gold bars, the bloodlust in his eyes intensified.

He grabbed Lao Hu by the collar and lifted him up.

"Who the hell wants your money?"

Do you think I'm joking with you?

He brought his face close to Old Hu's and said in a very low voice, "Let me tell you, if I die, you won't have an easy time either."

"Don't blame me for not warning you, if you don't see my gun and magazine by eight o'clock tomorrow morning, we're all dead."

After saying that, he shoved Lao Hu away, straightened his collar, put on his hat, and walked out of the casino without looking back.

……

Once in the car, Lu Ming could no longer suppress his inner turmoil and fear, slamming his fists into the steering wheel one after another.

After venting his frustrations, he leaned back in his chair, exhausted, and after a long while, he drove home.

Sitting at his desk, he lit a cigarette, forcing himself to calm down.

There are now two possibilities.

One possibility is that you were unlucky enough to run into a daring thief who stole your gun.

Another possibility is that someone is setting a trap.

The real culprit who shot the military policeman wanted to make himself a scapegoat.

If it's the latter, it's terrible.

Who will this person be?
Zhou Yi?

Director Liu?
Or... does Hong Zhi have it?

Names flashed through his mind, only to be crossed out one by one.

No matter who it is, I'm afraid I'm really doomed this time.

Our only hope is Section Chief Gao.

He was my former boss, the one who promoted me.

He should believe in himself.

Yes, there is still a chance.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming's spirits lifted slightly.

Sitting idly by and waiting for death is not the solution.

He suddenly remembered something: Section Chief Gao had given him a key to the equipment department before, so that he could monitor him more easily.

A crazy idea began to sprout in his mind.

Go to the equipment shop, steal a gun, and figure out a way to get some bullets.

But the thought lasted for less than three seconds before it was extinguished.

The bullets only have batch numbers, which might be enough to fool people.

But each gun has a unique serial number.

He just registered his weapon serial number yesterday, so even if he got an identical one, the serial number wouldn't match.

That would be a dead end.

"Hey!"

Lu Ming stubbed out his cigarette and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, feeling frustrated.

Then, he lay on the bed in a starfish position, staring blankly at the ceiling.

It’s over.

This time I'm definitely dead.

……

The next morning.

Cars come and go in front of the police station.

Zhou Yi parked the car and walked up the steps with a normal expression.

In the corridor, he happened to run into Hong Ji-you, who was walking from the other end.

The two exchanged glances, then each went to their own office.

eight thirty.

Gao Bin, with a pipe dangling from his lips, walked into the office right on time.

The moment he stepped inside, Lu Ming, who had followed him in, slammed the door shut and locked it from the inside.

Click.

A soft sound.

Before Gao Bin could even speak, he saw Lu Ming's legs go weak.

Pfft!
He knelt upright in front of himself.

Gao Bin was taken aback: "Lu Ming, what do you mean by this?"

Lu Ming raised his head and pleaded in a low voice, "Section Chief Gao, please, save me."

Gao Bin's pupils contracted sharply. He pointed at Lu Ming, his eyes instantly turning sharp as knives: "Are you really the mole?"

"Section Chief Gao!"

Lu Ming crawled two steps on his knees, got close to his feet, and said through gritted teeth, "How is this possible! Don't you know who I am?"

"I really don't know. I'm getting old now, and my eyesight is failing so I can't see anyone clearly."

Gao Bin put the pipe back in his mouth and looked at him coldly: "Tell me, what trouble have you gotten into this time?"

Lu Ming's Adam's apple bobbed, and he spoke with difficulty, "Section Chief Gao, I... my gun was stolen last night."

Gao Bin stopped moving.

There was deathly silence in the office.

"what?
"The gun is lost?"

"Why did you lose your gun at this time of year?" Gao Bin said incredulously.

"Yes!"

Lu Ming's voice was trembling with sobs.

“I was feeling down last night, so I went to the casino in Nangang and played a few rounds. When I came back, I found that the gun was gone.”

Gao Bin suddenly laughed.

The laughter was devoid of warmth, filled with sarcasm and bitterness.

"Lu Ming, Lu Ming, how can I help you?"

"Dr. Yuanye just said yesterday that there was a problem with your alibi, and today you come to tell me that your gun is missing."

"When it's time to hand over the guns, you'll be the only one in the entire police department who can't hand them over."

"How am I supposed to explain this to Captain Takeda?"
Do you think he'll believe it?

Lu Ming shuddered and explained, "Section Chief Gao, it's obvious! Someone set this up to frame me for the mole!"

"Whether it's a frame-up or you are the mole, you know the answer in your heart."

"Lu Ming, if the gun really was stolen, then you can only blame yourself for not being skilled enough."

"What time is it? You don't treat that gun like a precious ancestor, and you still have the mind to go gambling?"
"You only have yourself to blame."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ming felt a weight lifted from his heart.

Although Gao Bin's tone was harsh, the implication was clear: he believed Gao Bin was not the mole.

He grasped at this last straw and almost screamed:

"Section Chief, you have to help me!"
"If I'm executed, the real traitor will get away with it!"
"Section Chief Gao, I'm a soldier you personally trained. If you don't save me, I'm doomed!"

Gao Bin didn't say anything and sat back down in his chair: "Alright, stop complaining here."

"Let's see how things go first, and I'll consider the rest later."

At nine o'clock, there was a knock on the office door.

Gao Bin gave Lu Ming a look.

Lu Ming understood, quickly got up from the ground, composed himself, and sat down on the sofa.

Gao Bin then slowly walked over and opened the door.

Police Assistant Xiao Li stood at the door and reported:

"Section Chief, Section Chief Chen Jingyu from the Security Bureau has arrived."

"They say... they're going to start confiscating sidearms right now."

Lu Ming's face turned deathly pale instantly.

Security Bureau?

What are they doing here?
Isn't this case always handled by the National Police Agency and the Military Police?

Gao Bin's expression remained unchanged; he simply nodded.

"I see.

"Go and inform Captain Zhou to organize all officers from the Special Service Section to immediately go to the conference room to hand over their weapons and register."

"Yes."

Xiao Li responded and turned to leave quickly.

The office door was closed again.

Lu Ming could no longer hold back; he sprang up from the sofa, his voice trembling:
"Section Chief Gao, did you see that?"

"I just lost my gun last night, and Chen Jingyu showed up at my door with his men first thing this morning!"

"Isn't it obvious? This is a trap! Someone is deliberately trying to sabotage me!"

Gao Bin ignored his agitation and said calmly:

"Dr. Haruno was right yesterday."

"If I take your side now, I will fall into subjective thinking errors and think that all of this is a coincidence that is aimed at you."

"But if you look at it from another angle, if you were the mole, would Takeda still let me, the head of the Special Affairs Section, preside over the investigation?"

"There's a mole in the police department. To avoid suspicion, isn't it normal procedure to involve the Security Bureau?"
"So, Lu Ming, don't put it so high and mighty."

Lu Ming panicked, "Section Chief, you have to believe me!"

Gao Bin sneered: "I believe you, but do you believe me?"

His voice suddenly turned cold.

What exactly did you do the night before last?
Why would Haruno and Takeda suspect you?

"If you are not the murderer, why would the real murderer choose you as the scapegoat?"

"He could have gone to Liu Kui or Li Xiangwu, why did he choose you?"
Ultimately, the problem lies with you!

"You're still hiding things from me, so even if I wanted to help you, I couldn't do anything about it!"

Every word Gao Bin uttered was like a sharp awl piercing Lu Ming's heart.

His face drained of color, his lips trembled, and he finally broke down: "Section Chief, I... I'll confess honestly. The night the incident happened, I... I slept with Li Guoyi's concubine."

Gao Bin frowned and smacked his lips.

This is indeed a huge problem.

Li Guoyi was known for his fiery temper and was a big shot in Harbin. Even Liu Zhenwen had to treat him with utmost respect.

Lu Ming slept with his concubine. If this were to be exposed, it would be no different from admitting to being the murderer who shot the military police.

Besides, they are all respectable people. At this critical moment, Li Guoyi's wife would never stand up to testify for Lu Ming for the sake of her reputation and safety.

Dead end.

A complete and utter dead end.

Gao Bin sighed helplessly and placed the pipe on the table.

“Lu Ming, oh Lu Ming.”

How many times have I warned you?

"Men need to control their lower bodies, or they'll get into big trouble sooner or later."

"Why did you have to go and steal from Li Guoyi's woman?"

"I'm out of ideas about this."

"Just take care of yourself."

After saying that, Gao Bin took out his sidearm from the drawer, skillfully removed the magazine, checked it, then reloaded it, tucked it into his waistband, and walked straight out the door.

……

In the conference room.

Chen Jingyu was talking to Zhou Yi when Gao Bin came in. They immediately stopped talking and greeted him.

Gao Bin wore his signature, unreadable smile.

"Section Chief Chen, what brings you here today?"

Chen Jingyu opened his briefcase, took out a document, and handed it to Gao Bin with both hands, speaking very politely:
"Section Chief Gao, please don't misunderstand, I had no choice but to obey orders."

Gao Bin raised his hand with a smile and made a "please" gesture.

I understand, I understand.

"let's start."

As he spoke, he took off his sidearm from his waist and handed it over.

A security officer wearing white gloves immediately stepped forward and took the pistol.

He deftly removed the magazine, carefully checked the batch number on the bottom of the bullet, and then held the gun up to the light to check the serial number.

Another clerk was quickly making notes in the register.

After the registration was completed, Chen Jingyu handed the registration book to Gao Bin.

"Section Chief Gao, please sign this."

Gao Bin picked up the pen, quickly signed his name, and handed the notebook back.

Then, he smiled and looked at Zhou Yi beside him.

"Captain Zhou, let's set an example first."

Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Of course."

He also took off his sidearm and handed it to Chen Jingyu.

The same process: verification, registration, and signing.

Zhou Yi's bullets were all intact.

Gao Bin watched this scene and sighed softly to himself.

In the past two days, Zhou Yi has shown no abnormalities, and his alibi is impeccable.

Now, even the bullets match.

Could it be that I am really too suspicious, just as Yuanye said?
Zhou Yi, is there actually no problem?

Chen Jingyu put away the register and said to Gao Bin and Zhou Yi:

"Section Chief Gao, Captain Zhou, then I'll trouble you two to notify the other officers in the Special Affairs Section."

Gao Bin nodded. "Of course."

He and Zhou Yi walked out of the conference room side by side, their hands behind their backs, and strolled slowly down the corridor.

"Captain Zhou, who do you think this murderer is?"

"Dr. Yuanye said that Lu Ming's testimony was problematic."

"Do you think it could be him?"

Zhou Yi pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't think so."

"Although Section Chief Lu has some minor flaws, I find it hard to believe that he is an inside man or a corrupt official."

Gao Bin nodded noncommittally: "Yes, that's what I think too."

"But now, he's a big problem."

Zhou Yi turned his head, looking at him with a questioning expression: "What's wrong?"

Gao Bin stopped and lowered his voice.

"To tell you the truth, Lu Ming lost his gun last night."

"The person is hiding in my office right now, and I don't know how I'm going to explain this to them."

Zhou Yi's brows furrowed instantly. "Drop the gun at this time?"
That would be too troublesome.

“We believe him, but the Security Bureau won’t.”

"These guys have been suppressed enough by Commander Chengcang, and they're eager to find an opportunity to make a name for themselves and show off in front of the commander."

"Lu Ming is in the line of fire at this moment. Even if it wasn't him, it would probably be him."

Gao Bin looked at Zhou Yi, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, "That's what I'm worried about too."

"Alright, go ahead and get busy. Tell them to hurry up."

"Yes."

Zhou Yi accepted the order and left.

Gao Bin stood alone in the corridor for a while before turning around and walking back to his office.

Lu Ming was like an ant on a hot pan; as soon as he saw him come in, he immediately went to greet him.

"Section Chief Gao, what... what should I do now?"

Gao Bin glanced at him, walked to the window, and looked at the police cars coming and going downstairs.

"The security bureau people are blocking the conference room; hiding isn't an option."

"Go ahead."

Lu Ming's voice trembled with despair.

"If I were to die at Chen Jingyu's hands, I wouldn't be at peace even as a ghost!"

Gao Bin didn't turn around or say anything; he just quietly looked out the window.

As Lu Ming watched his cold, hard back, his heart sank deeper and deeper.

He opened the door, looking utterly dejected, and went outside.

……

The entrance to the conference room.

Hong Zhiyou had just finished signing and came out with the registration receipt in his hand.

He looked up and saw Lu Ming walking toward him, his face pale, like a wandering ghost.

Lu Ming saw him too, and like a drowning person grabbing the last piece of driftwood, he rushed over and grabbed his arm.

"Zhiyou! Brother, please help me out."

"I lost my gun!"
“You have a good relationship with Section Chief Chen, could you... could you put in a good word for me and give me a few days' reprieve? I... I'm sure I can find him.”

Hong Zhi looked at him in surprise, then shook his head: "Section Chief Lu, how could you lose your gun at this time?"

"At this critical juncture, even if it were the King of Heaven himself, it wouldn't make a difference, let alone me."

Lu Ming gripped him tightly, his eyes bloodshot.
"Besides you, I really can't think of anyone else who can help me."

"Time is of the essence, I still..."

Before he could finish speaking, the conference room door opened.

Chen Jingyu stood at the door, waved to him, and said with a professional smile, "Section Chief Lu, hurry up, we're just waiting for you."

"After I'm done, I still have to go to the military police headquarters to report to Captain Takeda."

Lu Ming's body stiffened abruptly, his hand instinctively reaching into his empty pocket, his eyes darting around nervously, unsure of what to do.

Hong Zhi patted him on the shoulder, "Go inside first, we can talk about it later."

Lu Ming's last hope was shattered, and he walked heavily into the conference room.

……

After half an hour.

The door to the joint office of the section chiefs was suddenly pushed open forcefully.

Several police officers in security bureau uniforms rushed in and, without saying a word, began clearing the area like bandits.

Inside, the documents on Lu Ming's desk, his personal belongings in the drawers, and the files on the bookshelf were all roughly swept into several large sacks.

Liu Kui was sitting across from me working when he saw this and shouted as he stood up.

"What do you mean? This is the police station!"

The security guards ignored him completely, took the things, and walked out with the sack in their arms.

Liu Kui angrily chased after him into the corridor, where he met Lu Ming, who was handcuffed and had his head down like a stray dog, being escorted by several police officers to a car downstairs.

Liu Kui was completely dumbfounded. He turned to Hong Zhiyou, who was standing to the side watching the commotion, and asked him.

"Zhiyou, what, what exactly happened? Old Lu, he..."

Hong Zhi exhaled a smoke ring and said slowly:
He couldn't hand over the gun.

"The Security Bureau now suspects that Lu Ming is the red-ticket murderer who shot and killed the military police."

Liu Kui's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief:

“How is this possible?!
"If Lu Ming gets a red ticket, I'll eat the sole of my shoe!"

Zhou Yi walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Old Liu, don't talk nonsense."

Gao Bin stood with his hands behind his back, coldly watching the police car disappear into the distance.

Whether Lu Ming is a red vote or not is no longer important to me.

"But you're definitely going to get what you deserve, with those shoe soles."

……

Three days later.

Captain Takeda's car was parked in front of the police station.

He went straight to Gao Bin's office.

"Section Chief Gao, Lu Ming still refuses to confess anything."

He repeatedly said he wanted to see you.

"How about we call Captain Zhou and go take a look together?"

Gao Bin nodded in agreement.

……

Security Bureau, interrogation room.

Chen Jingyu was already waiting there. He waved his hand, and two of his men dragged Lu Ming out of the dark room inside.

Lu Ming's face was covered in blood, and his white shirt was soaked with whip marks and blood.

Upon seeing Gao Bin, he rushed towards him as if he were seeing a family member, struggling to get close and letting out incoherent screams.

"Section Chief Gao, I...I really can't take it anymore."

"Please, please save me."

Gao Bin's face darkened. "Old Chen, isn't this torture to extract a confession?"

Chen Jingyu shrugged, looking helpless: "Section Chief Gao, we've already given him a chance."

"He absolutely refused to speak, so we had no choice but to get serious."

He paused and changed the subject.

"In addition, the reason I invited you all here today is to tell you a result."

"The investigation into this case has been completed."

"We can confirm that Lu Ming is the murderer who killed the Imperial Military Police."

Gao Bin raised an eyebrow. "How did it become a closed loop? Tell me about it."

Chen Jingyu picked up an evidence bag from the table, inside which was a bright yellow bullet: "First of all, we found another bullet near the crime scene."

"In other words, the police pistol used by the murderer that night fired a total of four bullets."

He then picked up another, larger bag of evidence from the table.

There was a handgun inside.

"Unfortunately, we found this pistol, numbered 5597, belonging to Section Chief Lu Ming, in a hidden niche in the wall of Lu Ming's house."

"Upon inspection, clear firing marks were found inside the gun barrel."

"And the magazine inside was exactly four bullets short."

"It matches perfectly with the shell casings and bullets left at the scene."

Gao Bin was also stunned.

He looked at Lu Ming, who was being supported, in disbelief.

Lu Ming shook his head frantically, letting out a beast-like howl:

"Section Chief! This is a frame-up. Someone is trying to frame me. Can't you see that?"

Gao Bin raised his hand, signaling him to be quiet.

Hong Zhi, who had been silent all along, interjected: "But according to the previous investigation, there were at least two people at the scene that night."

"If the murderer is Lu Ming, then who are his accomplices?"

Zhou Yi nodded in agreement:
"Section Chief Lu has been claiming that his gun was stolen, but now it has reappeared in his house. It is possible that it was put back to frame him."

"It would be difficult to convince the public to convict him based on this alone."

Lu Ming, as if grasping at a straw, nodded hurriedly: "Yes! Yes! It must be a frame-up! It must be!"

Chen Jingyu smiled and said, "We have also investigated his accomplices."

"They are officers from the Special Affairs Section of the Police Department, Sun Xiaoliu and Ma Qiang."

"These two men are Lu Ming's trusted subordinates."

"What is certain is that, regardless of whether they were sending a telegram or doing something else at the scene that night, the shooting of the military police is at least undeniable."

This is part of Hong Zhi's clever and planned strategy.

We won't say that a telegram was sent, because no one can be sure that someone at the scene sent a telegram at the time.

But the shooting was real.

This would reduce the expenses and risks associated with reassigning telegrams.

After all, the killing of the military police was the most important thing.

As long as we grasp this point, we can kill Lu Ming at low cost.

Gao Bin knew this was a golden opportunity for Lu Ming to turn things around: "Lu Ming, where are Ma Qiang and Sun Xiaoliu? Captain Zhou, call the department and ask them to come over for a confrontation."

Zhou Yi nodded, picked up the phone beside him, and gave the instructions.

After waiting for half an hour, Ren Changchun rushed over and reported: "Section Chief, Captain Zhou, we looked for Ma Qiang and Sun Xiaoliu, but we couldn't find them."

“These two were not here when we handed over the guns last time. I sent people to visit their homes and places they frequent, and they all said they hadn’t seen them for several days.”

Lu Ming said, "This, how is this possible?"

Suddenly, his expression changed: "Section Chief Gao, they must have had someone silence them, that must be it."

Chen Jingyu said, "Lu Ming, these words are not convincing in the face of evidence."

"You said they silenced them. Can I interpret that as you shooting them to avoid being exposed?"
"According to the clues, the last time they saw you was on the afternoon of the day the military police were shot."

"If we hadn't found the bullet that had been fired, you could be completely at ease right now, and you might even have secretly replaced it with a new one, thus perfectly concealing your identity."

"Isn't it?"

Lu Ming became anxious: "Chen Jingyu, don't make false accusations."

Captain Takeda slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Lu Ming, the evidence is right in front of you, and you still want to argue?"

Gao Bin knew it was futile to say anything, so he waved his hand and said, "Captain Wu Tian, ​​Section Chief Chen, I suggest we don't close the case yet. There are still some details that need to be supplemented. Could we postpone the execution for two days?"

"I'm not biased towards Lu Ming, I just don't want the truth to be buried."

Captain Takeda said, "Could it be that Chief Gao has other clues?"

Gao Bin said, "Please give me two days."

Takeda said, "Section Chief Gao, here's what we'll do. I'll give you one day. If we still can't find any clues by noon tomorrow, we'll have no choice but to impose severe penalties."

Gao Bin nodded gratefully: "Thank you."

……

(End of this chapter)