When I woke up, I became Wu Jingzhong, the commander of the Tianjin Station of the Military Command.
A list of "hunting down red elements" was spread out on the table, and Yu Zecheng's name was ranked third.
I know who he is. The lurker, Emei Peak, the unknown hero who entered the tiger's den alone.
I also know the fate of the original owner - he collected enough gold and silver and fled to Taiwan, leaving him to float in the whirlpool alone.
But this time, it's different.
I picked up my pen and wrote four words next to Yu Zecheng's name: Investigation postponed.
From this point on, everything is different.
Ma Kui wants to check him, but I will stop him. Lu Qiaoshan set up a bureau, I will dismantle it. Li Ya pressed and asked, "I'll take it."
No one knew that the stationmaster of Tianjin Station had changed the core.
No one knows that behind Emei Peak stands the highest mountain of the entire military command station.
In the fall of 1945, I walked into this office.
In the autumn of 1983, I scattered under a locust tree.
For thirty-five years, I protected a person from darkness to light.
