After all, the blood in a human body was not the same as the water stored in a fire engine. After gushing out from the severed wrist, the blood was depleted in an instant, dripping and soaking the synthetic blanket in front of the sofa. The blanket was full of blood, and its color became extremely dark and heavy. However, the smell of blood was not absorbed, and instead, it began to spread around the room.
The middle-aged man in the synthetic sweater was called Wang Xuan, a very ordinary name, and a very ordinary person. At this time, he had lost an arm, and his face was pale. However, after the scream, he stubbornly pursed his lips and did not say a word. He used his left hand to press down on the joint of his right arm. He did not want to die from excessive blood loss, and he also did not think that this beautiful man in front of him would kill him immediately.
People who did this kind of work were always extremely careful. The way they died was usually through betrayal or being silenced by their superiors. It was very rare for an enemy to come directly to their door and cut off their arm in such a violent scene.
Wang Xuan raised his head and looked at the beautiful man in front of him with resentful eyes. He did not ask how the other party found his place, although this was his biggest curiosity. He only forced himself to be calm and said, "What do you want?"
The simple surveillance system and alarm system outside the apartment did not have the slightest reaction when the other party broke in. It seemed that the other party had already cleaned the surroundings of the apartment in advance. Although Wang Xuan was only an intelligence officer, his ability to protect himself was not bad. However, in front of the other party, he could not even block a single kick, and he could not avoid that tyrannical axe.
Combining these two situations, he knew how terrifying the enemy was today. More importantly, he recognized the real identity of this beautiful man at a glance. He began to feel fear and despair, but the other party did not immediately kill him, and he smelled a trace of opportunity.
Shi Qinghai took out a pack of 37 brand cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and took a deep breath. He crouched beside the pool of blood and took a wallet from Wang Xuan's body.
Through the phone of Senator Macklin's secretary, Helen, he obtained some information, but the information was too vague and too jumbled. It took him a full three days to sort through the information before he found the person in front of him named Wang Xuan. This person was nominally a staff member of the S2 Mountain Ring Four States Peace Foundation, but the number of times he appeared in Helen's phone seemed to be a little too much.
Starting from this point of suspicion, he began to secretly investigate Wang Xuan, paying special attention to this person's movements before the first of January of the 67th year of the Constitutional calendar. He graduated from the First Military Academy with the highest grades, and was one of the most successful anti-government army spies in the Federation. No matter how well Wang Xuan's cover, he still found many problems.
"You should know me. While rummaging through his wallet, Shi Qinghai said vaguely with a cigarette in his mouth, "So, you should know very well that I'm here for revenge. It'll be very difficult for you to survive. But before you die, I'd like to know one thing. How did Senator Macklin send the information to Yang Jingsong of the Department of Defense when he learned that the source of danger was going to Linhai State Stadium?"
Some of the ashes flew down with the slight movement of his lips, landing on the dark and bloody carpet. He continued calmly, "I've been investigating for a long time, and Macklin did indeed talk to Yang Jingsong on the phone. But with Yang Jingsong's enmity towards the comrades in the mountains, he shouldn't believe it so easily. So there must be another group of people who vouched for him."
Shi Qinghai smiled slightly, and a kind expression appeared on his delicate face. "Tell me who that group of people is. Also, I believe that you must have some evidence that can embarrass Senator Macklin. Please give it to me as well."
"The other party was a military officer. I don't know who's behind him, but there was one time when I found out that it seemed to be a big shot in Parliament Mountain. At first, I thought it was someone from the Seven Great Families, but after some analysis, I don't think so."
Wang Xuan leaned on the sofa, his eyes staring blankly at the blood dripping from his wrist. Without any hesitation, he confessed according to Shi Qinghai's request. He used to be a member of the organization, so he was very clear about the severity of the organization's punishment for traitors. Although this beautiful man in front of him seemed to have left the organization and become a wandering ghost, since he was able to become the organization's most successful spy in the capital ring of the Federation, the other party must have more tricks up his sleeve.
He knew that he couldn't survive those tricks, and there was no loss for him and Senator Macklin to betray their partner.
"Did the military officer have any special characteristics?"
"A standard professional soldier in the Federation. He used a military encrypted phone. I tried to eavesdrop on him a few times, but I failed. I couldn't follow him either." Wang Xuan panted.
"What I want are the real characteristics."
"He was wearing a wig. His real hair should be maroon red."
Maroon red hair was indeed rare in the Federation, but there were at least a few million people in the population of tens of billions. After a moment of silence, Shi Qinghai said, "Looks like you're quite meticulous. That's all for this clue. Next up is the second one. I need something that can make Senator Macklin uncomfortable."
This was the third time Shi Qinghai had mentioned the word "comrade." A strange expression appeared on Wang Xuan's pale face. He panted and said, "I only asked you to give me a quick death. You know very well that I can't fulfill this request of yours."
Shi Qinghai threw the wallet on the floor and took out a photo. It was a photo of Wang Xuan, his wife, and daughter.
He put the photo in front of Wang Xuan's eyes and didn't say a word. He just waited for the other party's answer.
Wang Xuan bit his lip and didn't say a word. He knew that the other party was using his family's life to threaten him, but he still didn't say anything.
Shi Qinghai frowned and looked at the photo carefully. Suddenly, he tore open a corner of the photo with two nimble fingers. It turned out that the photo was actually double-layered. After tearing open the top layer, he could see another photo underneath.
Wang Xuan's originally extremely pale complexion became even uglier at this time.
The photo underneath was also a family photo, but the woman and child in it were different from the first photo.
"As a special agent, you made a fatal mistake. People like us don't have the right to expect love and family, not to mention having such a cute child. "
Shi Qinghai threw the photo on the floor beside Wang Xuan. He picked up the ax and gently placed it on the photo. The sharp edge of the ax just happened to rest on the neck of the cute little girl in the photo.
"Even if you have a family, you should be more careful. What's the use of double-layered photos when you can't carry them around? This kind of artistic aura can really kill people. "
"Don't implicate the wife and child." Wang Xuan stared at Shi Qinghai with resentment. "Don't forget the rules of the organization. Since the massacre 30 years ago, the organization has strictly prohibited the use of such violent means. If you dare to do so, the Disciplinary Committee won't let you go. Even … he … will have to bear the pain and behead you."
"When you betrayed my teacher, did you think about the consequences?" Shi Qinghai's expression was calm, but his voice was incomparably cold. "I believe you didn't, so I won't think about the consequences. I don't belong to any organization. I'm just carrying out a very simple revenge."
Wang Xuan's expression was gloomy. He knew that he was going to die today, but he had to think about his daughter. He knew that the handsome man in front of him could be a terrifying killing machine when he turned cold.
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Half an hour later, Shi Qinghai tidied up everything in the apartment. He checked the recording pen and the transferred data on him one last time. He walked out of the room and closed the door that had been cut open by the ax. Next to the sofa behind the door, the already dead Wang Xuan lay in a pool of blood with his eyes closed.
Taking the subway to the old airport in the capital, Shi Qinghai silently walked to a stove in the corner while listening to the street music of street performers hitting empty cannon shells. The weather in the late spring had begun to become hot and dry. No one was willing to go near the stove. There were only some remnants of incense ashes used to worship the dead. It seemed that the Yulan Festival had just passed away.
Taking off his gloves and shoes, Shi Qinghai put them into the fire. He calmly looked at the suddenly rising flames, as if he saw his teacher's chubby, sometimes serious, sometimes cute face in the flames.
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Xu Le and Shi Qinghai had lost contact for a long time. He didn't know that Mr. Shi was getting closer to the truth of the matter step by step. He even had some evidence that Senator Macklin was involved in the assassination in Linhai state. The problem was that both of them were young people who walked the path of revenge alone. Even if they had evidence in their hands, they probably wouldn't know where to send it.
The wife of the Tai family should have been the most angry person. However, in the context of the great reconciliation of the Federation, and the fact that Senator Macklin represented the collective will of the people in the four states around the mountains, the political figures in the Federation probably wouldn't want to take such a risk when the election was about to begin.
The computer screen showed the number in the account. Seeing so much money under his control for the first time, even someone as calm as Xu Le couldn't help but feel a little lost for a moment. Until today, he still didn't fully understand why the seventh young master of the Li family was willing to invest in him.
An eclectic axe? This statement was too idealistic and too artistic. It shouldn't be the temperament of a calm businessman.
Secretary Bai Yulan walked in and took the weapons maintenance fund application documents that required Xu Le's signature. He walked out of the room. These days, this delicate man still kept a distance from Xu Le.
Half a minute later, Bai Yulan suddenly returned to the office. He looked at Xu Le for a long time and said, "There are some problems in the armory. Do you want to go take a look after work?"
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