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

After throwing the two "zongzi" (sticky rice dumplings) to the police station, Liu Ming did not go home immediately.

He knew that his rented room was no longer safe.

Who knows if the other side has any other tricks up their sleeve?

He turned into a 24-hour internet cafe on the street corner, booked a private room, and hid himself away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Inside the private room, the sounds of keyboards clattering and mice clicking filled the air, mingling with the strong aroma of instant noodles and cigarettes—the perfect hiding place in the chaotic city.

Liu Ming ordered a Coke, sat in front of the computer but didn't open any games.

He took out the old Nokia phone he had taken from the assassin from his pocket.

Turn on.

No password.

This is normal. Professional assassins typically don't set up such basic obstacles on communication tools.

He quickly scrolled through the call logs and text messages on his phone.

Very clean.

Aside from a few obviously fake calls to his "wife" and "children," there was only one last dialed number—a local number without a contact name.

Liu Ming stared at the number, her eyes deep.

He didn't rush to call back, nor did he use his phone to check the location of the number.

That would be too unprofessional and could easily alert the enemy.

He took the SIM card out and put it in his pocket. Then he turned on his computer, his ten fingers moving across the keyboard like blurry shadows.

A series of complex, dazzling lines of code flashed across his screen like a waterfall.

What is he doing?

He used the public network of the internet cafe as a springboard to build a virtual, untraceable "zombie" network, and then conducted the deepest, physical-level reverse tracking of that mysterious number!

This is the reconnaissance method of top-notch technical soldiers!

Less than five minutes.

A clear location result popped up on the screen.

Number: 139********

Current holder: Wang Fugui (ID number: 342****************)

[Recent call location: Qingyun County, County Government Building, third floor office area on the west side.]

[Strongest signal location: Next to the office of the Executive Deputy County Head.]

Having read this far, the answer is already quite obvious.

Whose office is next to the office of the executive deputy county head?

—The office of Wang Fugui, the executive deputy county head and secretary to Gou Tianming!

"hehe."

A cold smile curled at the corners of Liu Ming's lips.

Sure enough it was him.

The mastermind behind the scenes who was humiliated by him at the dinner table and then exposed by Nine Fingers.

It seems that the downfall of Nine Fingers Qiang has thoroughly provoked this old dog hiding in the shadows, making him desperate and willing to resort to the most extreme and underhanded means to eliminate him, this "unstable factor".

That's quite bold.

Their methods were ruthless enough.

Unfortunately……

He chose the wrong opponent.

Liu Ming did not immediately make this evidence public.

Why?

Because this evidence isn't "hard" enough.

A single call record cannot directly prove that Gou Tianming ordered the murder.

He could easily shirk all responsibility, claiming it was his secretary, Wang Fugui, who acted on his own, or that he was bribed by Jiuzhiqiang to frame him.

At most, we'll only have to sacrifice one secretary.

Do you think you can bring down a deeply entrenched executive deputy county head in Qingyun County with this?

A fool's dream.

What Liu Ming wanted was not this kind of harmless harassment.

What he wanted was a thunderous strike!

The goal is to uproot and completely destroy the other party, along with the enormous network of interests behind them.

Therefore, he needs more, stronger evidence that the other side cannot refute.

Now is not the time to alert the enemy.

He encrypted the tracking report, along with all the call details for that number and the signal trajectory map of the base station, and uploaded it to a top-secret cloud drive overseas that required three keys to open.

This was his last resort.

After doing all this, he deleted all traces of his activity on the computer, formatted the hard drive, and then, as if nothing had happened, leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

He is waiting.

Wait until dawn.

Waiting for a way that would allow him to "legitimately" know that he had been "assassinated" last night.

……

Early the next morning.

The entire public security system in Qingyun County was in an uproar because of the two "zongzi" (sticky rice dumplings) in front of the West District Police Station!

One dead and one injured!

Or a professional assassin!

In Qingyun County, where public security has always been relatively stable, this is simply a shocking case.

Director Lei Tie got out of bed overnight and personally led the establishment of a special task force.

After an overnight interrogation, the surviving killer, "Monkey," quickly broke down and confessed everything.

Their target was Liu, a newly transferred cadre from the county party committee office!

Upon hearing this result, Lei Tie felt his head begin to ache again.

Why is it him again?

Is this kid a jinx?

Wherever I go, trouble follows!

He dared not delay in the slightest and immediately dialed Liu Ming's number himself.

The phone rang for a long time before it was finally answered.

"Hey? Who is this?" Liu Ming's voice, slightly languid and as if she hadn't woken up yet, came from the other end of the phone.

"Comrade Liu... Liu Ming? I'm Lei Tie from the county public security bureau!" Lei Tie's tone was unusually polite.

"Oh, Director Lei, so early. Is something the matter?"

"Um... Comrade Liu Ming, I'd like to verify something with you. Did you... encounter any... danger last night?" Lei Tie asked cautiously.

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone.

Immediately following, Liu Ming's voice, tinged with lingering fear and relief, came through: "Danger? Director Lei, now that you mention it, I remember! Last night when I got home, I think I encountered two thieves breaking into my house! It was pitch black, and I didn't see them clearly, but I fought with them, and then they ran away. I... I thought I was dreaming!"

Lei Tie: "..."

Thief?

You call those two professional assassins with poisoned daggers and iron hammers thieves?

They even got into a fight.

Is that what you call a fight? It was clearly a one-sided beating, wasn't it?

Lei Tie felt like he didn't even know where to begin complaining.

He could only follow Liu Ming's lead and say, "Ahem... Comrade Liu Ming, you might be mistaken. Those two people aren't thieves, they're... they're assassins targeting you!"

"What? Kill...assassin?" Liu Ming's voice was filled with shock and fear. "Director Lei...Director Lei, please...please don't scare me! I'm just an ordinary demobilized cadre, why would anyone want to kill me?"

Lei Tie: "..."

You're just average?

If you're just average, then everyone in our department would probably be disabled.

He suppressed the urge to complain and said seriously, "Comrade Liu Ming, please rest assured! Our police will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and give you an explanation! However, for your safety, I suggest that you do not go back to your rented room for the time being. You can stay at our Public Security Bureau's guesthouse for now; the security measures here are good."

"Okay, okay! Thank you, Director Lei! Thank you for the organization's concern!" Liu Ming's voice was full of gratitude.

hang up the phone.

Inside the internet cafe's private room, Liu Ming's face, which had been filled with "fear" and "lingering fear," instantly regained its cold calm.

He looked out the window at the county government compound, which appeared incredibly majestic in the morning light, his eyes as deep as an ancient well.

Gou Tianming...

Li Yuankui...

I've received all your instructions.

You can't beat me with your fists.

You can't outsmart me with your schemes.

Now, it's my turn to make a move.

He stood up, stretched, and his bones crackled and popped.

Then, he picked up his coat, walked out of the internet cafe, and joined the morning rush hour crowd.

The sunlight stretched his shadow long.

The end of that shadow, directly in the direction it faced, was the county government compound.

He looked out the window at the county government compound, a cold smile curving his lips.

"Since you want to play dirty, then I'll play along with you to the very end."