Chapter 120 To be a dog, one must have the awareness of being a dog.

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The clinic was quiet.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of Lysol.

Wang Xuesen lay flat on the hospital bed, his hands folded behind his head.

My chest still aches faintly, and even breathing feels like it's being torn apart.

But his mind was unusually clear.

Today's situation was broken with great difficulty.

Two shots landed squarely on his iron vest, costing him half his life in exchange for Li Shiqun's complete trust.

Next, it's time to close the net.

The most urgent thing right now is to get rid of Chen Mingchu.

Today is the 22nd.

On Christmas Eve, the 24th, those traitors from No. 76 are going to have a collective party at the Paramount.

The area is a mixed bag, and while security appears tight, it is actually lax.

This is one of the few opportunities that can result in a fatal blow.

I need to find some time to meet with Lao Du and finalize the schedule. I absolutely cannot let Chen Mingchu live past Christmas.

As for Bai Junqi...

Wang Xuesen gave a cold laugh.

This guy can't die yet.

Sending Zhan Shen to assassinate him would be too lenient and a waste of such an excellent pawn.

Bai Junqi is a real gem.

With his syphilis and Fang Yao's affair, he could easily take advantage of the situation and win Fujita Hajime over.

By securing Miyako's connection, the Japanese Special Higher Police would gain a voice.

More importantly, Zhang Xiaolin was standing behind Bai Junqi.

Zhang Xiaolin was one of the three bigwigs of the Shanghai Green Gang, with a deeply entrenched and powerful influence.

Li Shiqun had long disliked Zhang Xiaolin.

The most exciting part is instigating a fierce battle between Li Shiqun and Zhang Xiaolin.

The bigger the waves, the more expensive the fish.

The fiercer these two tigers bite, the more benefits he, the middleman, can reap.

Longteng Company's distribution channels and monopoly on American goods are all hoping to profit from this mess.

The fiercer Zhang and Li fight, the higher their own value becomes.

Wang Xuesen closed his eyes, and a clear chain of interests appeared in his mind.

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Deputy Director's Office.

The blinds were half-drawn, making the light somewhat dim.

Li Shiqun sat behind a large desk, holding a cup of hot tea, his brows furrowed.

Liu Zhongwen sat on the opposite sofa, his face gloomy, and he didn't say a word.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

The door was pushed open.

Hu Junhe walked in hurriedly, holding a lab report in his hand.

Li Shiqun immediately put down his teacup: "How is it?"

Hu Junhe handed the report to the table, his expression very serious.

"Director, the lab has already checked it."

"The bullets were coated with highly toxic potassium cyanide."

"In addition, the two bullet holes on the iron vest are in the back of the heart and lungs, which are the most fatal areas."

He pointed to the photo in the report.

"It can be clearly concluded that the killer's marksmanship was extremely precise, and he was definitely aiming to kill."

"This is consistent with the military intelligence's usual assassination methods."

Li Shiqun took a deep breath and tapped his fingers lightly on the table: "What's the police station saying?"

Hu Junhe shook his head, his tone tinged with helplessness.

"Two people were dead at the scene, and they had no items on them that could identify them."

"The others ran faster than rabbits, and the police are still issuing warrants and pursuing them."

"These guys came prepared; their retreat route was meticulously planned."

He paused, then lowered his voice.

"Director, as you know, there have always been secret connections between the people in Chongqing and the foreigners in the foreign concessions."

"If it was orchestrated by the Military Intelligence Bureau, it's entirely possible that the police deliberately delayed or even tacitly approved of the assassination attempt."

"It will be very difficult to capture them alive."

Li Shiqun nodded, expressionless: "I understand, you can go ahead and get back to work."

Hu Junhe responded and turned to walk out.

As he turned around, a barely perceptible glint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Let me do the work, but when it comes to discussing important matters, do it behind my back.

If it weren't for Chen Mingchu's big mouth, I probably wouldn't have even heard the news that the Military Intelligence Bureau wanted to assassinate Wang Xuesen.

However, this is indeed a wonderful thing.

Chen Mingchu is a loyal friend; he revealed top-secret information. This is a person we can befriend.

Wang Xuesen's recent assassination attempt with real weapons and poisoned bullets has essentially cleared the Chongqing side of any suspicion, allowing for deeper connections in future private transactions.

The door clicked shut.

Li Shiqun picked up his teacup, took a sip, and glanced at Liu Zhongwen on the sofa: "Old Liu, what do you think?"

Liu Zhongwen stroked his smooth chin and slowly shook his head.

"Director, something's not right about this."

Li Shiqun raised an eyebrow.

"Something's not right."

"I went to the police station with Sibao to see the body," Liu Zhongwen said, frowning.

"The two dead gunmen had calloused hands and strong physiques; they were clearly specially trained assassins."

"And the guns they use are all pretty much the same."

"They are definitely not ordinary gang members."

He stared intently into Li Shiqun's eyes.

"What's even stranger is the evidence at the scene and the eyewitness accounts."

"Besides the assassination attempt on Wang Xuesen, a fierce firefight also broke out between the two groups of assassins at the scene."

"This is too strange."

Li Shiqun frowned and leaned back in his chair: "Stop hiding your thoughts, just say what you're thinking."

"Director, there are many suspicious points."

"Firstly, the Military Intelligence Bureau responded too quickly to this assassination plot."

"As soon as Director Chen's men submitted the list, the Military Intelligence Bureau took action today without even giving them time to scout the location. This is not in line with Dai Li's cautious style."

Secondly, Ding Mocun was also present at the time of the incident.

He paced back and forth in his office.

"Is it possible that one of the assassins was actually targeting Dingmo Village?"

"And the other group, the so-called Military Intelligence Bureau group that assassinated Wang Xuesen, was actually there to protect Ding Mo Village?"

Li Shiqun's expression changed, but he didn't interrupt him.

Liu Zhongwen continued, "Think about Zheng Pingping."

"Her father, Zheng Yue, was known for his iron will; he even dared to curse the Japanese."

"His daughter, in her early twenties, a top socialite in Shanghai, ended up having an affair with Ding Mocun, a married man."

"Don't you find that strange?"

He stopped and turned to look at Li Shiqun.

"Do you remember something Ying Ying once said?"

"On one occasion, when Ding Mocun was escorting Zheng Pingping home, he narrowly escaped being assassinated."

"From then on, Ding Mocun developed the habit of never turning off the engine."

"This is no secret among the drivers."

Liu Zhongwen's voice became cold and resolute.

"Then, we can make a bold guess."

"Zheng Pingping is a member of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS)!"

"The man who died at the Siberian fur shop was originally sent by the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics to assassinate Ding Mocun."

"Dai Li was the last person who wanted the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (Zhongtong) to kill Ding Mocun, because it would steal the limelight from the Military Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (Juntong).

"Therefore, in order to protect himself, or rather, to sabotage the Central Bureau of Investigation's plan, Wang Xuesen killed two birds with one stone."

"He suddenly appeared at the scene, took a bullet for Ding Mocun, and incidentally caused a firefight."

"Does all of this make sense now?"

Li Shiqun's eyes suddenly sharpened, and he looked at him coldly: "You mean, you still insist that Wang Xuesen is a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and that he knew in advance that Chen Mingchu was going to betray him?"

Liu Zhongwen met Li Shiqun's gaze and insisted on his opinion: "Very likely."

"Hu Junhe has private dealings with Chen Mingchu and Wang Tianmu."

"Wang Xuesen was also known for his excellent interpersonal skills and his ability to navigate social situations with ease."

"If Old Chen accidentally let it slip, or if Hu Junhe did him a favor and he found out about the probing plan beforehand, I wouldn't be surprised at all."

Li Shiqun suddenly smiled and said, "I understand."

"All your arguments are based on the premise that Wang Xuesen was a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau."

He waved his hand dismissively, saying indifferently, "Okay, I understand. You can go ahead with your work."

Liu Zhongwen's expression shifted slightly, revealing a hint of urgency:

"Director, my speculation is somewhat subjective."

"But if you think about it more deeply, it's not unreasonable!"

"One should always be wary of others."

"It's possible that Wang Xuesen is a high-ranking spy sent from Chongqing!"

Li Shiqun lowered his head and opened a document, his tone indifferent.

"I'll consider it."

"Also, you need to finish writing the report for Chen Bijun."

"Report all the details of Wang Xuesen's assassination attempt and this probing to me later."

Liu Zhongwen stood there, his eyes instantly darkening.

A sense of desolation and sorrow welled up in my heart.

In the past, Li Shiqun had always listened to him.

Now, the director is so swayed by Wang Xuesen's sweet talk and Ye Jiqing's pillow talk that he is no longer thinking purely about the issues.

If this continues, No. 76 will suffer a major setback sooner or later.

Liu Zhongwen spent his entire life studying human nature and conspiracies.

He put in a lot of hard work on Wang Xuesen.

This is definitely not because of the rumored rivalry between Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong.

From the moment Wang Xuesen dealt with Tang Huimin, he had been keeping a close eye on this young man in secret.

Number 76 is the culmination of Director Li's hard work.

It was also the only stage for Liu Zhongwen to display his ambitions and talents.

He would never allow anyone to tear down this building right under his nose.

and.

He firmly believed that there really was a mole within No. 76.

Then this thief must be Wang Xuesen.

This is an intuition from the depths of one's soul.

Liu Zhongwen bowed slightly, then turned and walked heavily toward the door.

Looking at his somewhat weathered and hunched back, Li Shiqun frowned and sighed silently.

Old Liu is getting old after all.

As people get older, they tend to lack a sense of security.

Clearly, Wang Xuesen's rapid rise and demonstrated abilities made Lao Liu uneasy.

He was jealous, envious, and even trying to harm her.

Li Shiqun trusted Liu Zhongwen.

But as the person in charge of 76, how could he possibly listen to a single advisor completely?

A shadow is just a shadow.

He can only move if you move him.

He has to go wherever he wants.

This is what makes a proper shadow.

Of course, he did not have any intentional prejudice against Liu Zhongwen.

In fact, Lao Liu's suspicions were full of loopholes.

The most inexplicable and fatal point is...

Iron vest.

Li Shiqun stared at the photo of the bullet wound on the lab report, his thumb unconsciously rubbing against the rim of the cup.

Iron vest.

This was temporarily assigned to Wang Xuesen.

There isn't even a Dingmo Village.

The Kuomintang gunman hit both bullets, each striking the vital areas directly in the back of the heart and lungs; the bullets were also quenched with potassium cyanide.

How much did Wang Xuesen have to be willing to have someone kill him?

Let's look at it from a different perspective.

If I hadn't provided him with this iron vest today, Wang Xuesen would probably be in the morgue by now.

People can act, they can pretend, and they can set up schemes in advance.

But no one dares to gamble their life on a "maybe".

Wang Xuesen was indeed a smart man.

But intelligent people are precisely the ones who cherish their lives the most.

Of all the Kuomintang secret agents he knew, which one wasn't afraid of death?

Shen Zui? Chen Gongshu?

These people are indeed capable of killing, but are they really going to let themselves be hit by bullets quenched with potassium cyanide?

Moreover, this wasn't something Wang Xuesen wanted to wear himself.

It was his decision and allocation on the spot.

Time, conditions, and decision-making power are all in your own hands.

Wang Xuesen could never have predicted this.

Unless he can foresee the future.

Li Shiqun closed the lab report, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes in deep thought.

Old Liu's reasoning was not entirely without merit, but it fundamentally made a fatal mistake: presumption of guilt.

First, they identified Wang Xuesen as a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau, and then forced evidence against him.

How is this any different from torture and forced confessions during interrogation?

First they convict you, then they make you confess; whatever you confess is considered correct.

Furthermore, the Kuomintang's gunman called out Wang Xuesen's name, and so many people at the scene heard it.

Why not target the head of the interrogation room first, instead of catching the big fish, Ding Mocun?

How stupid are the Kuomintang secret police? Don't they want to earn merit anymore?

Ultimately, Wang Xuesen proved his innocence with his life.

Old Liu is still making guilty presumptions; he's just being unreasonable.

Not to mention, with funding currently in a critical situation, it is precisely the time to give Wang Xuesen an important role.

Instead of focusing on helping Wang Xuesen and finding a way to make money or break the deadlock, Liu Zhongwen continued to relentlessly attack him.

This kind of behavior, which disregards the overall situation and is solely obsessed with intrigue, is utterly disgusting.

If you're going to be a dog, you should be prepared to be one.

Unfortunately, Lao Liu didn't understand.

However, Zheng Pingping is worth paying attention to.

Li Shiqun slowly opened his eyes, his gaze becoming deep and unfathomable.

Ji Yuanpu.

Zheng Yue.

Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS).

Although most of what Liu Zhongwen said was unreliable, one point he made was spot on: Zheng Pingping's identity was indeed suspicious.

Her father, Zheng Yue, was a veteran of the Tongmenghui (Revolutionary Alliance), a man of unyielding integrity who wouldn't even give face to the Japanese.

The daughter of this man, in her early twenties, a top socialite in Shanghai, happens to get involved with Ding Mocun, a married man and a traitor hated by everyone.

What's the point?

In Tudingmo Village, life is good; people are rich and powerful.

At present, none of them seem quite right.

Connecting this to the incident Ying Ying mentioned earlier, Ding Mocun was nearly assassinated when he escorted Zheng Pingping home.

After that incident, Ding Mocun developed the habit of leaving the engine running while driving.

It was a coincidence.

Twice?

If Zheng Pingping is indeed a member of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (CBIS), then the gunman who died in the fur shop today was most likely sent by the CBIS to assassinate Ding Mocun.

Ding Mocun is still completely unaware of what's going on, being completely fooled by this woman.

Lust can cloud judgment.

Thinking of this, Li Shiqun sneered.

If evidence of this woman's collusion with the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics can be found, Ding Mocun will be unable to defend himself, and even Qingshui Dongsan may not be able to protect him.

This woman is a fine knife.

Thinking of this, Li Shiqun picked up the phone on the table and dialed a number.

"Sibao, come here."

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