Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

A dark and windy night, a night for murder.

The unfinished construction site of "Jinxiu Tiandi" stands silently in the darkness overgrown with weeds, like a huge, bloodless skeleton of a monster.

The fierce night wind howled through the empty window frames without glass, making a sound like the wailing of ghosts and wolves, sending chills down one's spine.

A dark figure, like a nimble cat that roams the night, silently scaled the two-meter-high wall and landed without a sound.

Liu Ming was dressed in a tight-fitting black night suit, her face covered in camouflage paint, revealing only a pair of eyes that gleamed coldly in the night.

"Boss, signal jamming is on. I've hacked all the nearby surveillance cameras and created a loop of footage; you have twenty minutes."

In the earphones, Ghost Hand's voice was low, carrying a hint of tension and excitement.

"That's enough."

Liu Ming adjusted his tactical gloves and glanced at the dark entrance to the basement.

According to the signal source previously tracked by Ghost Hand, the hard drive containing Wang Dawei and Li Jianguo's life and fortune is located right here.

But he had a gut feeling.

What's hidden underneath is probably more than just a hard drive.

……

Two underground floors.

The musty, rotten smell in the air suddenly disappeared, replaced by an extremely discordant, even extravagant, odor—high-end cigarettes, alcohol, and the cool smell of a high-powered air conditioner that only exists in enclosed spaces.

Liu Ming stayed close to the wall, avoiding a pile of seemingly random items that actually concealed infrared sensors.

Ahead was a heavy fire door, through which a faint light shone.

"It seems this is the entrance."

Liu Ming took out an electronic microphone that looked like a stethoscope from his waist bag and stuck it on the door.

Suddenly, a cacophony of noise filled the headphones.

"Big, big, big! I'm definitely going for the big move this time!"

"Damn it! It's another small one! I'm really having a run of bad luck today!"

"Boss Li, out of money? No money? No problem! Just sign this over there, and I'll give you chips right away!"

The sound of gambling?

Liu Ming raised an eyebrow slightly.

He put away the microphone, took out the universal unlocking tool, and gently fiddled with the seemingly complicated electronic lock a few times.

"Click".

With a soft click, the door lock opened.

Liu Ming pushed open a gap and slipped inside, her movements as swift as a wisp of smoke.

Even though he was mentally prepared, the sight before him made his pupils shrink slightly.

This is hardly an abandoned basement.

This is clearly an underground palace decorated in a magnificent and extremely luxurious style!

The hall, spanning several thousand square meters, was carpeted with thick Persian rugs, and crystal chandeliers shone brilliantly. Dozens of gambling tables were surrounded by people, offering everything from baccarat and Texas Hold'em to roulette.

Among these gamblers, Liu Ming even saw several familiar faces—they were all "successful entrepreneurs" who frequently appeared on Ningzhou TV news, and there were even a few public officials in plain clothes!

"Goodness."

Through the earpiece, Ghost Hand gasped, "Boss, you've stumbled upon a den of thieves! This isn't just an unfinished building, it's Ningzhou's money pit! No wonder Wang Dawei was desperate to cover this up; the daily revenue must be tens of millions, right?"

"This is their 'ATM'."

Liu Ming hid behind a huge Roman column, her eyes cold.

The so-called "unfinished project" is just a smokescreen.

They used this "unmanaged" ruin to build an independent kingdom unbound by law. While using the unfinished building to defraud the government of subsidies and bank loans, they also frantically amassed wealth and laundered money underground.

It's lawless!

"Boss, the hard drive's location has been locked," Ghost Hand's voice came through. "It's in the innermost office, that's Wang Dawei's 'palace'."

"receive."

Liu Ming kept a low profile and used the crowd and pillars for cover, weaving through the casino like a fish.

His movements were incredibly swift, each step landing precisely in the blind spots of the surveillance cameras and the bodyguards' line of sight. None of the gamblers, who were shouting wildly, or the patrolling men in black noticed that death had just brushed past them.

We arrived at the door of that office.

Two burly men stood at the entrance, their waists bulging, clearly carrying weapons.

Forcing our way in is definitely not an option.

Liu Ming looked around and her gaze settled on a waiter carrying a tray who was about to bring in wine.

Just as the waiter passed by him...

Liu Ming moved with lightning speed, delivering a precise chop to the waiter's carotid artery. The waiter collapsed limply without even uttering a sound. Liu Ming caught the tray and dragged the man into the nearby storage room.

Ten seconds later.

Liu Ming, now dressed in a waiter's vest, lowered her head, held a glass of red wine, and walked toward the door.

"What are you doing?" The bodyguard reached out to stop him.

"Deliver the wine," Liu Ming said in a low voice. "The boss inside wanted it."

The bodyguard glanced at the Lafite on the tray, didn't think much of it, and waved for them to pass.

……

Inside the office.

There was no Wang Dawei, only a guard sleeping soundly on the table, snoring loudly.

Behind him, on the wall, was a huge safe.

"Ghost Hand, it's up to you now."

Liu Ming pointed the miniature camera at the combination lock of the safe.

"No problem, this kind of civilian-grade electronic lock, give me ten seconds... three, two, one, open!"

"drop!"

With a soft click, the safe door popped open.

The room wasn't filled with cash; instead, dozens of ledgers were neatly stacked, along with a black portable hard drive in the very center.

This is the nuclear bomb that could cause a major earthquake in the officialdom of Ningzhou!

Liu Ming did not take the hard drive.

If the hard drive is taken, the other party will immediately destroy other evidence and run away once they discover it, or they may even resort to desperate measures.

What he wanted was for these people to be caught red-handed.

He took out a miniature camera and took a comprehensive look at the contents of the ledgers, the serial numbers on the hard drives, and the structure and people inside the underground casino.

"Click, click."

Every photograph is a death warrant.

"Done."

Liu Ming packed up her camera and prepared to leave.

Just then.

"Ring ring—!!!"

A piercing alarm suddenly blared throughout the basement!

The red alarm lights flashed wildly, turning the once luxurious hall into a sea of ​​blood!

"What's going on?" Ghost Hand exclaimed. "I clearly disabled the alarm system!"

"It was triggered by physical means."

Liu Ming glanced at her feet.

Hidden beneath the carpet was an extremely primitive gravity sensor! He had accidentally stepped into the restricted area while trying to get a better angle for his shot.

These old foxes actually kept a very basic trick up their sleeve, in addition to electronic security.

"Damn it! Someone broke in!"

The sleeping guard was suddenly awakened and pulled out his pistol to fire.

"Bang!"

Liu Ming swung a bottle and smashed it over the guard's head. The guard's eyes rolled back, and he passed out again.

But the sound of footsteps outside was already thundering in.

"Grab him! Don't let him get away!"

"Seal off the exits! Close the gates!"

Dozens of bodyguards, armed with machetes and pistols, charged toward them like madmen.

Liu Ming glanced at the only exit, which was now blocked.

"Boss! Run! They have guns!" Ghost Hand shouted urgently.

"run?"

Liu Ming looked out the window (at the ventilation shaft leading from the basement to the ground) and a wild smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Then let them see what... an extreme escape is all about."

He rushed toward the floor-to-ceiling glass window of the office (which was a one-way mirror used to observe the casino).

"Splash!"

Glass shattered!

Liu Ming leaped out like a giant bird, landing directly on top of the crowd in the casino hall!

"He's there! Open fire!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots echoed in the enclosed space, bullets hitting the walls and sparks flying.

Liu Ming did a somersault in the air, grabbed a huge crystal chandelier, and swung away using the momentum.

"Whoosh—"

Like an acrobat, he swung through the air in a dangerous arc, landing directly on the second-floor railing.

"Stop him!"

Several bodyguards rushed up the stairs.

Liu Ming braced herself against the railing with one hand and performed a beautiful "Diamond Jump," flipping herself directly onto the three-meter-high ventilation duct.

He moved with lightning speed, running and leaping across the narrow pipe supports.

Beneath his feet were thugs shouting wildly, and in his ears were bullets whistling past.

At that moment, the special forces blood in his veins boiled over!

Parkour!

This is the ultimate parkour!

"Grab him! Don't let him get away! The boss said he's safe, dead or alive!"

A bodyguard leader, gun in hand, frantically pulled the trigger at the ventilation duct.

Liu Ming suddenly slid in to avoid a burst of bullets, grabbed a steel pipe from the side, and threw it with all his might!

"puff!"

The steel pipe, like a javelin, precisely pierced the leader's shoulder, pinning him to the wall.

"ah--!"

The screams made the pursuers pause in their movements.

Taking advantage of this lull, Liu Ming had already rushed to the end of the ventilation shaft.

There was a louvered window leading to the ground.

Goodbye, everyone.

Liu Ming turned around, raised her middle finger at the group of furious thugs below.

Then, he kicked open the blinds and squeezed out!

Outside, there was a pitch-black night sky and a free wind.

He landed, rolled to dissipate the impact, and then quickly disappeared into the intricate jungle of steel and concrete of the unfinished building.

All that remained behind them was the roar of a group of people in a state of impotent rage.

Liu Ming leaned against a concrete pillar, panting heavily, and took out the miniature camera from his pocket, glancing at the clear photos inside.

A victor's smile appeared on his face.

"Wang Dawei, Li Jianguo."

"This time, let's see how you die."