From the Bund Pier to the Bureau of Secrecy, Murder Is Everywhere

At three o'clock in the morning on the Bund in Shanghai, gunfire tore through the tranquility of the rainy night. Lin Mo dragged his left leg that had been shot forward with difficulty, the secret document in his arms burning like fire. He had to deliver the intelligence code-named "1497" before dawn, but he didn't know that his whereabouts had already been grasped by the enemy. What's more, he didn't expect that the person who betrayed him was actually the only one who knew about this operation... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.