Travel through famine years and awaken a post-apocalyptic survival system.

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After Gao Dazhi and the other man came out, they went straight to Wu Zhiqiang's ward.

He knocked on the door and went inside.

"Dazhi, are you on duty today?"

Seeing him approach, Old Wu said with a smile.

Gao Dazhi and the other person went inside.

He looked at Wu Zhiqiang, who was lying there reading a newspaper, and said nothing.

I looked around the room.

After getting closer, he smiled and said, "Yes, we're here to take shifts with Shen Lei and the others today."

He distributed cigarettes to the two of them.

Wu Zhiqiang took the cigarette and smiled, "Well, how's Xu Jing doing? I heard she woke up, right?"

Gao Dazhi lit a cigarette, exhaled a puff, and then said, "Yes, indeed. Xu Jing has woken up, but not fully. She should be fully awake by the afternoon, and then we'll know who killed her."

Wu Zhiqiang paused for a moment as he struck the match.

Continue ignition.

He flicked away the match before speaking seriously, "Now that Xu Jing is waking up, we absolutely cannot afford any more mistakes. Those of you guarding her must be vigilant and stay alert at all times to ensure her safety. She is our only chance of breaking through now."

Upon hearing this, Gao Dazhi fell silent for a moment.

He then laughed and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely strengthen the guard."

"Okay, sure!"

Old Wu staggered back to his bed, lay down, and laughed, "Old Gao, if this case is solved, you'll have done a great service, and you might get promoted."

Gao Dazhi snapped out of his thoughts and laughed, "It's still early! The case isn't solved yet!"

"Wasn't this just a matter of time?"

Old Wu chatted with the locals with a smile.

After a while, Old Wu sat up and laughed, "It's time. I'm going downstairs to get my blood drawn for tests. I'm so tired of these daily checkups."

Put on cotton shoes and cotton clothes.

Unaware of the situation, Shen Lei laughed and said, "Then we'll be going now!"

"Alright! You guys go first! I survived being riddled with bullets by the Japanese back then, what's a little injury like this? Don't worry about me."

Old Wu chuckled happily.

I walked towards the door.

Gao Dazhi fell silent.

He reached out, trying to stop him.

But considering that Lao Wu is a veteran of the revolution for so many years, there shouldn't be any problems. Maybe they guessed wrong!

……

"Deputy Section Chief Wu, you probably can't leave!"

Lost in thought, the door opened, and Zhao Qingsong looked at Wu Zhiqiang, who was about to come out, and said softly, his eyes filled with a scrutinizing gaze.

Wu Zhiqiang looked completely bewildered.

"What do you mean?"

After saying that, he turned to look at Gao Dazhi: "Dazhi, what do you mean by this? Is this the apprentice you've been training?"

Hearing Zhao Qingsong's tone, Gao Dazhi knew there must be new progress.

He quickly came over and blocked Wu Zhiqiang's way.

His hand was already on his waist.

Instead of answering Wu Zhiqiang, he looked at Zhao Qingsong and asked, "Qingsong, what's going on?"

His eyes held a complex expression.

On one hand, they hoped Zhao Qingsong would find evidence to expose this hidden cancer, but on the other hand, they didn't want it to be Wu Zhiqiang.

Zhao Qingsong stood blocking the doorway and said directly, "Brother Gao, Xu Jing is awake and has confessed everything. The person who killed him that night was Deputy Section Chief Wu Zhiqiang. This is his confession. He's in the next room."

He handed over the statement.

Gao Dazhi took it, but instead of looking at it, he looked at Shen Lei.

"Old Shen, take Old Wu inside and make sure he has a seat."

Shen Lei was bewildered: "Old Gao, is this a misunderstanding? We need to figure this out."

Gao Dazhi remained silent, quietly reading the statement.

After a long while, he finally revealed what he had said.

"Wu Zhiqiang, Xu Jing has confessed, it was you..."

Give a general overview of the situation.

He then took a deep breath and said, "Since Xu Jing has confessed, we must thoroughly investigate this matter. Old Wu, you cannot leave our sight until we have other evidence. You should know the rules."

Seeing this, Wu Zhiqiang was filled with shame and indignation: "Gao Dazhi, you son of a bitch, I shouldn't have pulled you out of the pile of corpses back then. You start to doubt me just because of what a spy said? Don't you know about the scheme to sow discord? This is undermining our internal unity."

He then looked at Zhao Qingsong: "Besides Xu Jing's one-sided account, what other evidence do you have?"

Zhao Qingsong frowned slightly.

He sighed inwardly, thinking, "No wonder he's been on the battlefield; his mental fortitude is truly extraordinary."

So far, all those involved have died.

Xu Jing, the only one, could only recount what happened that night; there was no evidence to definitively convict him.

Compared to a spy, in the absence of evidence, the organization was more inclined to trust an elderly person like Wu Zhiqiang.

Of course, regardless of the outcome, unless Xu Jing's testimony is completely overturned, Wu Zhiqiang's final result will not be good; at the very least, he will be suspended from his duties pending investigation.

Coming back to his senses, he said, "In my haste, I forgot to record one part of your statement: your family's grave. There's a box hidden there. How do you explain what's inside?"

"I……"

Wu Zhiqiang was deeply shocked.

Only he knew this secret, because no one thought of digging up the grave. These days, even if you get beaten to death for digging up a grave, you deserve it.

Even Xu Jing didn't know about this.

How did she know?

His expression betrayed him.

Gao Dazhi pulled out the handcuffs, his voice trembling slightly: "Old Wu, why? Why? When you realized something was wrong, why didn't you take the initiative to admit your mistake?"

Wu Zhiqiang's face was somewhat pale.

Since they know about the things in the grave, they can't just make up a false accusation!

Xu Jing had neither the time nor the opportunity to frame someone beforehand.

Similarly, Zhao Qingsong's questioning left him no time to fabricate another lie.

He staggered and sat down, holding onto the bed for support.

After a long silence, he finally said, "Give me a cigarette."

Gao Dazhi paused for a moment after hearing this, then took out a cigarette and handed it to him.

I lit one for myself but didn't offer any to the others.

Zhao Qingsong was also there watching, without saying a word.

The ward was very quiet, and the atmosphere was somewhat somber.

Gao Dazhi took a drag of his cigarette.

He said calmly, "Old Wu, you told me last time that everyone should be careful. We survived the Japanese devils and Baldy's men back then, so we can't afford to have anything happen to us in the factory!"

Wu Zhiqiang remained silent for a moment after hearing this, before forcing a smile: "Yes! We were lucky to survive back then!"

"How could I not be lucky? If you hadn't pulled me out of the pile of corpses back then, the grass on my grave would be incredibly tall by now."

Gao Dazhi sighed there.

Wu Zhiqiang laughed heartily: "Back in the day, you were a greenhorn, and I almost peed my pants in fear. I had to help you stand up."

He then sighed, "Back in the Gubei battle, there were hardly any of us old brothers left, including me. If it weren't for our old squad leader carrying me through the mountains and refusing to let me off, I would have died too."

"Yes! Time flies so fast, it's been more than ten years already!"

"Yeah, it's been 16 years."

The two chatted casually about the past.

Finished a cigarette.