I Hate Being an Undercover Agent

I Hate Being an Undercover Agent: A valiant swan song in a blood-red abyss.

Anti-narcotics officer Bai Lengjun despises his undercover identity. Every disguise tears at his soul. This time, he is ordered to infiltrate the inner circle of Xu Mengyan, a cold-blooded drug queen who turns traitors into dolls. When a cold gun barrel presses against his temple, he does not beg for mercy. Instead, he reveals a decade-old miscarriage of justice within the police force, one that points straight to her father’s brutal death.

When his identity is exposed on the edge of a cliff, she screams and shoves her gun into his hand. “Go!” But the next moment, she turns the muzzle on their pursuers. He lunges to save her, and the bullet pierces the spot on his ring finger where he once used to caress his wedding band.

Deep in the tiger’s den, he watches her piece together a family portrait with missing fragments late at night. As they storm the drug lair, she shows a strange tenderness when a child cries. Loyalty and righteousness blur in the haze of drugs, while wit and courage are tempered between life and death. He is a police officer, sworn to break the drug trade. She is a woman bent on revenge, burdened by a blood feud. When the badge is tarnished and the mole emerges, a bloodstained ring becomes the only key to the truth. These enemies, divided by their loyalties, are forced to join hands in the flames of betrayal and redemption, launching a life-or-death reckoning against the true shadow entrenched at the summit of power and crime. Lost in darkness, can they hold on to the last light in their hearts?