The handover is over, and there are no more files left on the case.

Li Wubing looked at his watch and it was almost three o'clock in the morning.

"Section Chief, I don't remember these two pieces of information clearly. I want to go back and look for it..." Li Wubing said, pointing to the file.

"Okay!" Lin Shuanglong responded.

He went to the confidential room first, pretended to read through several files, and seemed to be unable to remember where he was, so he returned to his office.

Li Wubing closed the door, opened the drawer, took out two notebooks, flipped through a few pages, pretending to be looking for it.

After listening, Li Wubing took the radio on the table with him and confirmed that there was no one outside.

“Time…………”

After waiting for five minutes, the sound of this has always been on the channel.

Li Wubing looked at the watch and the agreed time had passed.

Since the joint planning began, Yang Ding'an has never made a promise. No matter how the progress is, he will report peace every day.

But what happened today?

Did something happen to Yang Ding'an?

Li Wubing had a bad premonition.

He turned off the radio, took two notebooks, left the office, and entered the telegram mailing room of the intelligence department.

"Have you arrived in Shanghai yet?" After searching through the sending and receiving records, there was no sending and receiving code for the Shanghai station, Li Wuyan asked inadvertently.

"Not yet!" the sender replied, "It was always around two o'clock, and today I don't know what happened..."

"Wait a little longer..." Li Wubing comforted him and went out with the file.

As soon as he arrived at the aisle, Li Wubing's face turned cold.

According to convention, Shanghai Station will send a message to the headquarters after two o'clock every day.

But today's information has not been sent?

Something happened at Shanghai station...

No, to be precise, something happened to Yang Ding'an!

Yang Ding'an is responsible for the radio stations at Shanghai Station.

It was like a huge rock that was pressing against his chest, making Li Wubing breathless.

If something happens to Yang Dingan, he may confess himself in the next minute.

Must leave immediately!

Li Wubing walked quickly towards the stairs.

"Dang thump..." A rapid running sound came from downstairs.

It is Lin Shuanglong's secretary.

Li Wubing's body stagnated, slowed down, pretending to be very natural.

"Secretary Chief Li!" the secretary greeted, but the speed under his feet was not slow at all.

It seemed that he couldn't stand the dry look of his secretary. Li Wubing frowned and scolded, "What's the matter?"

"The director asked Chief Lin to call back immediately..." the secretary replied anxiously.

Not only did Ma Chunfeng say it immediately, he also added, "100,000 urgent". How dare the secretary neglect it?

"Then you go up!" Li Wubing replied.

In the entire secret service, only Li Wubing knew that Ma Chunfeng was under house arrest in the military police headquarters.

It was nearly midnight, why did Ma Chunfeng suddenly call the headquarters to find Lin Shuanglong? He is still so anxious?

Li Wubing's face turned a little pale.

The secretary went up and Li Wubing went down. When the secretary turned around, Li Wubing began to run wildly.

...

When he hung up the phone, Lin Shuanglong's hands were still trembling.

Did Li Wubing betrayal?

"Control Li Wubing on the spot..." Lin Shuanglong rushed to the door and whispered to the guard.

"Secretary Li?" The secretary was stunned, "I just saw him go downstairs..."

"Not good..." Lin Shuanglong immediately changed his face, "Chasing me..."

Li Wubing's face turned pale and his body trembled slightly, and the regret in his heart came like a tide.

But what's the use of regretting it now?

Li Wubing took a sudden breath and turned the car key.

With a "woosh", the car was started, and the hands holding the steering wheel burst with blue veins.

...

"Secretary Li, you also know the rules. Without Section Lin's handwritten warrant, this door must not be opened..."

The guard at the door said with a smile.

After Ma Chunfeng's accident, the Secret Service began martial law, and Lin Shuanglong's warrant was required before the guards could release it.

"I have emergency official duties..." Li Wubing roared and jumped out of the car.

The guard had to explain a few more words, and a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in the yard.

This is a signal of emergency martial law.

It was already under martial law, how can I quit?

The guard was a little puzzled.

Taking advantage of the moment when several guards were stunned, Li Wubing suddenly fired.

"Play..."

Two fell down on the spot. When Li Wubing turned the gun, the remaining two had already hid in the fortification behind the door.

"Put down the gun..." the remaining two guards shouted loudly.

Looking at the shadows of people in the distance, as well as panic shouts and messy footsteps, Li Wubing knew that he could not escape.

Arrest, imprisonment, torture, confession, and eventually turned into a ragged corpse...

Li Wubing has seen his ending.

"Put down the gun...drop down the gun..." the guard shouted.

"Li Wubing, don't be stupid..." Lin Shuanglong shouted from afar.

Several lights hit Li Wubing, and everyone saw that Li Wubing held his pistol and was facing his temple.

"I'm stupid?" Li Wubing's voice was a little hoarse, and his body was trembling uncontrollably, "Secretary Lin, can you make the decision and let me go?"

Lin Shuanglong choked violently.

Just like watching a movie, Li Wubing recalled the past.

From the first day of joining the Secret Service to today...

If you don't compete with Fang...

If you listen to Gao Sizhong's advice, swallow your anger, or even give in...

If it wasn't for the accumulation of resentment and hatred, and if it wasn't for the urge to be in power...

But unfortunately, there are not so many ifs.

"Tell Fang Buwei, the Japanese will avenge me..." Li Wubing laughed terrified.

Lin Shuanglong's face changed.

With a "bang", a blood hole was opened on Li Wubing's head.

...

"Suicide?" Ma Chunfeng's face changed, and he suddenly roared, and threw the microphone to the ground like crazy.

The other people's faces were also not very good-looking.

Li Wubing actually committed suicide?

"He asked Lin Shuanglong to tell Fang Buwei that the Japanese would avenge him..." Ma Chunfeng said gritting his teeth.

"Has he betrayed?" Gu Zhenlong was shocked.

Ma Chunfeng pondered without saying a word.

No one can guarantee whether Li Wubing’s words before his death were confused or whether it was true.

...

Shanghai.

Yang Dingping couldn't stand the punishment and explained all his accomplices.

Fang Buwei was a little sad when he heard that most of these team members had followed him to perform tasks in the embassy case.

The scene where Yang Ding'an took the grenade and threw it wildly into the French consulate seemed to be right in front of him.

But such a person is not soft-hearted at all when he starts to fight against his own people for money.

Yang Dingping explained that the four team members in Chen Jiang were Yang Ding'an's own hands, one to frame Chen Haoqiu, and the other is because these four have the largest share in the tobacco restaurant.

If one more dies, Yang Ding'an will get hundreds of thousands of oceans.

One step to heaven, one step to hell, if you are not careful, you will be doomed...
Chapter completed!