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

The provincial capital and administrative center.

A gray office building, full of Soviet-style architecture, stands quietly in the shadow of lush plane trees.

Unlike Ningzhou High-tech Zone, this place doesn't have glass curtain walls that exude a modern and technological feel.

No, there are no such things. At the municipal party committee and government building, there's the solemn national emblem and guards.

This place looks very ordinary and unassuming.

It's even a bit old.

The walls are covered with mottled ivy, bearing witness to the vicissitudes of time.

But this is a building that seems unremarkable.

Within the entire power structure of Jiangnan Province, they wield a pivotal position, even holding the power of life and death!

—Jiangnan Province, Development and Reform Commission.

This is the "brain" of the province's economy.

It is the "approval center" for all major projects.

It is a "holy land" of power that countless officials would fight tooth and nail to get into.

A black Audi A6 slowly pulled up to a stop at the bottom of the steps in front of the building.

The car door opened.

Liu Ming, dressed in a sharp dark suit and carrying a simple briefcase, came downstairs.

He didn't let the driver, Li Erniu, take him inside.

He simply stood quietly under that enormous sycamore tree, which was said to be over a hundred years old.

I looked up at the building in front of me, a building that felt both familiar and unfamiliar.

It feels familiar because it happened ten years ago.

His father, Liu Jianguo, ended his short life, filled with ideals and resentment, by jumping from this building.

The feeling of unfamiliarity begins today.

He will have to tread on his father's bloodstains and re-enter this building, a place rife with conspiracy and evil.

No, in the manner of an avenger.

Instead, he acted as a higher-ranking judge.

……

"Boss, everything's arranged."

Through the headphones came Ghost Hand's voice, as calm and efficient as ever.

"Within the Provincial Development and Reform Commission, all networks and monitoring systems have been implanted with the 'Hummingbird' program. From now on, nothing that happens or anything that is said in this building will escape our eyes."

"Thanks for your hard work."

"Furthermore," Ghost Hand's voice turned somewhat grave, "according to my latest intelligence, that old dog Luo Binwang seems to already know you're coming."

"He has already laid a trap for you in advance... a net that cannot be cast."

"Oh?" Liu Ming raised an eyebrow.

"The heads of the three divisions you're in charge of this time—the High-Tech Industry Division, the Social Development Division, and the Environmental Protection Division—are all his close associates whom he personally promoted back then!"

"Moreover, over half of the mid-level and above officials in the entire National Development and Reform Commission have intricate connections and vested interests with him!"

"In other words..."

"You are now alone, having stumbled into a den of wolves where everyone is an enemy!"

"A wolf's den?"

Liu Ming laughed, a cold laugh filled with endless mockery.

"Perfect."

"It's time to sharpen this knife of mine."

He stubbed out his cigarette and threw it into a trash can by the roadside.

Then, he straightened the dark blue tie that Xi Wanqing had personally chosen for him.

The faint warmth of her fingertips still lingered on it.

he knows.

From the moment he stepped through that door.

A new game of power, a hundred times more dangerous and exciting than the one in Ningzhou, is about to begin.

He is no longer the "Judge Liu" who could flip tables at will.

He needs to learn to be patient.

Learn to compromise.

Learn to use "rules" to defeat "rules".

Learn to use a more sophisticated, and more lethal, method.

Go hunt down that ultimate boss hidden deep within the fog of power!

"call……"

He let out a long breath.

It was as if they wanted to spit out all the past grievances and glories at once.

Then, he looked up.

Those deep eyes no longer held the sharpness and murderous intent they once possessed.

All that remained was a calm, still surface, like an ancient well.

He strode forward with steady steps, climbing the cold steps that led to the pinnacle of power.

The sunlight stretched his shadow very long.

At the end of that shadow, directly in the direction it faced, was that heavy door, filled with the unknown and danger.

"Luo Binwang".

He silently repeated the name in his heart.

"I am coming."