Although something had gone wrong at the front lines, Wang Yun felt he should not be held responsible for it. After all, he had already briefed them and done what he needed to do, so what did it have to do with him?
Kong Donghai seemed a little tired, so he said to Wang Yun, "Go and investigate this matter first. Make sure to ferret out all the spies from the Wang Clan and the Anjing House."
Wang Yun nodded and left Kong Donghai's official residence.
At this moment, he was still feeling a little sympathy for the frontline commander. With such a major incident happening, his future would probably be in danger.
Kong Donghai was a person who could not tolerate having sand in his eyes. Anyone who worked under a boss like him would have to be cautious and cautious.
The reason why he was called a boss was because no one in the entire Barrier Alliance dared to truly become independent in name. The consortiums were still just consortiums.
Wang Yun got into his personal car. But as soon as he got in, he realized something was wrong. That was because the driver was no longer one of his subordinates.
However, Wang Yun quietly observed the situation on the side of the road and did not expose this matter.
After a while, he saw the car suddenly deviate from its original trajectory. It was not heading towards the intelligence agency's office or his house.
Moreover, vehicles suddenly turned out of the alleys in front and behind him. Wang Yun remembered the license plates of these vehicles. They were all from the intelligence agency, but they were under the jurisdiction of the 1st and 3rd Divisions respectively.
Wang Yun's expression darkened. But even at this moment, he did not say anything to the unfamiliar driver in front of him.
Just as the car was about to drive past an intersection, Wang Yun snorted coldly. The air in the car surged like a cannon, and the driver in front was pushed toward the steering wheel by the huge impact. His head hit the steering wheel and started bleeding profusely.
The doors on both sides of Wang Yun's car were blasted open by the air blast. Meanwhile, he bent over and jumped out of the car. Due to inertia, he rolled several times on the street before coming to a stop.
As the car behind them approached, Wang Yun even saw someone take out a pistol in it.
Without any time to think, Wang Yun raised his hand and aimed it at the car behind him. With a muffled bang, the air blast shot out from his palm. After the invisible force hit the car, the front of the car behind caved in. The car was also affected by the external force and flipped over uncontrollably!
Wang Yun got up and tore off his black suit and tie. Then he quickly fled to his most secluded safe house!
He could not leave the city now. The way out of the city had probably been blocked by the garrison troops.
Assassinating and capturing the director of the intelligence agency in the stronghold was not something that the two directors of the intelligence agency would dare to do. It must have been an order from Kong Donghai!
Kong Donghai's earlier order to investigate the Wang Consortium's spy was actually just a delaying tactic. Only by letting him leave the official residence would the other party's safety be guaranteed. Only then would he be able to order the arrest!
But Yun could not figure out why Kong Donghai would suddenly want to arrest him. Although the situation at the front lines was also related to him, he was not the main culprit.
As Wang Yun sprinted down the road, many of the residents who had fallen asleep woke up and looked at him curiously through the windows.
Wang Yun felt a little helpless. If it were daytime, there would definitely be a lot of pedestrians on the streets, and he could quickly blend into the crowd at any time. But it was the middle of the night now, and there was not a single person on the streets. His target was too obvious.
Suddenly, Wang Yun slowed to a stop. Company Commander Qian Yiwen had already set up a roadblock with his soldiers at the intersection of the street ahead. But that was not the most important thing.
The most important thing was that more than a dozen of Qian Yiwen's subordinates were being restrained. Each of them had a gun pointed at them from behind.
When the subordinates saw Wang Yun, they shouted, "Sir, leave by yourself! Don't worry about us!"
But Wang Yun smiled wryly on the inside. How was he supposed to leave?
He raised his hands and walked over slowly. "I'm Wang Yun, the person in charge of the intelligence system. I request to see the boss. I'm innocent!"
Qian Yiwen sneered. "Whether you're innocent or not, it's not up to you to decide now. Wait until you're in the secret prison. Explain it to your colleagues."
As he spoke, a small group of soldiers approached Wang Yun with full vigilance. Originally, they were worried that Wang Yun might disregard the lives of his subordinates and resist. But later, they realized that Wang Yun had really given up resisting.
His subordinates were a little desperate. "Sir, you don't have to stay for us. They can't stop you."
Wang Yun smiled. "Where can I run to? They must have set up an inescapable net and are waiting for me. That's good too. It saves me the effort."
The subordinates fell silent. They knew very well that Wang Yun was just finding an excuse to comfort them. In the past, no matter how difficult the situation was, Wang Yun had never been someone who would surrender without a fight.
Before he could finish, the soldier next to him knocked Wang Yun out with the butt of his rifle and quickly took him to the secret prison.
When Wang Yun's subordinates saw this scene, they roared in anger, but there was nothing they could do.
When Wang Yun woke up again, he was already sitting on a cold metal chair in the interrogation room. His hands were cuffed to the table in front of him, and everything on his body had been taken away. Even his shoes were not spared. All that was left was a white shirt and pants.
Wang Yun stepped on the cold ground barefoot. The incandescent light above his head was a little pale and gloomy.
At this moment, the door of the interrogation room was pushed open. The director of the first intelligence division, Kong Sheng, walked in and said to Wang Yun with a smile, "Sir Wang, I'm afraid you never thought you'd be sitting here one day, right?"
As he spoke, Kong Sheng stood at the door and did not rashly approach.
Wang Yun said calmly, "There's no need to say so much. Let's just go with the flow. I'm a prisoner now, and Director Kong Sheng is standing so far away. Are you afraid of a prisoner like me?"
Kong Sheng laughed. "Sir Wang Yun is indeed different from the average person. You can still remain so calm even though you're in the secret prison. But I really don't dare to approach you. After all, I'm not a supernatural being."
"Why did you arrest me?" Wang Yun said, "I want to see Kong Donghai."
"You're already calling the boss by his name?" Kong Sheng pulled a chair over and sat at the door. He said with a smile from afar, "But why would the boss come to a place like the secret prison to see you now? Tell me, how did you join forces with the Kyung Clan and the Wang Clan to plot against our Kong Clan's frontline troops? What else did you do? "
When Wang Yun heard this, he was stunned. He could understand that it involved the Wang Clan, but what did it have to do with the Kyung Clan? Since when did he have any dealings with the Kyung Clan?
But at this moment, Kong Sheng took out a photo from his jacket pocket and threw it onto the table in front of Wang Yun. "Take a look at this. It wasn't easy for us to find this information."
Wang Yun looked at it and was surprised to see it was a photo from the Sacred Mountains. In the photo, he seemed to be whispering something to Luo Lan.
Wang Yun's memory was superb. So when he saw the photo, he was able to recall the scene at that time. The angle of the photo was clearly taken from Big Bluff's direction.
At this moment, Wang Yun started cursing in his head. 'Ren Xiaosu, Big Bluff, aren't you people from the Northwest too fucking wicked?!'
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