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On a spring night in the city, the unexpected arrival of his friend Guo Zijian broke reporter Du Qiu's quiet daily life, and the mysterious USB flash drive that came with it almost killed him. Du Qiu didn't want to get involved, but brutal murders happened one after another in his shock, leaving him mentally and physically exhausted and unable to control his grief and anger. Guo Zijian died tragically downstairs, but was carefully disguised as a suicide scene; Ouyang Youqing helped Du Qiu crack the USB flash drive password out of friendship, but was also shot in the head by a lurking gunman; Lu and the robber were blindfolded and searched, but they walked away without taking any money. The scarred hand under the light was left The vivid memory given to him; the criminal police captain Shi Yishan took him for questioning, and the insinuation contained threats; the chairman of Dazhong Company Pang Zhihao invited him to go to Swan Mountain for tea. After an exquisite philosophical conversation, the truth was still hidden behind the smile, and confusion was like a heavy fog on the mountain tightly wrapping his mind. Du Qiu thought for a long time, and Guo Zijian's words before his death made him wake up. He realized that he had been involuntarily involved in a shocking case. Conscience and justice gave him courage and strength, and he decided to take up his responsibilities. So with the strong support of Hu Junmin, director of the reporter department, he hid in the mountains and tried to decrypt the USB drive. He was captured and betrayed by his friends, but he escaped with his wit and agility, and finally found Yuan Guodong, the municipal police chief. When he was about to hand over the USB flash drive, he accidentally discovered the existence of Scar Hand. In the crisis, he calmly responded to the challenge, broke into the tiger's den alone, and escaped before the criminal self-destructed. However, Du Qiu, who was successful and famous, almost tripped over a hidden stake. His superiors sent him to Xiaochen Village to investigate a serial poisoning and murder case. Although he encountered repeated dangers, the case was finally solved. The extraneous incident made Du Qiu see that there was an undercurrent surging, which was mysterious and difficult to explain. It was far more complicated than he imagined. Later, it turned out that it was indeed the case. On the way to pick up Du Qiu's wedding day, a shooting occurred in broad daylight. The driver was shot. The groom Du Qiu was beaten unconscious. The bride Zhang Ziwei was kidnapped and disappeared, and was later brutally murdered. In addition, Hu Junmin was seriously injured and died trying to protect him. All these disasters finally made Du Qiu wake up completely. He became angry and courageous. With the firm belief that he would die together, he went to Tianya City alone to seek revenge. In a complex situation where we are surrounded by enemies and we are surrounded by enemies, in the battle between deceiving and being deceived, tracking and counter-tracking, and control and counter-control, Du Qiu was sometimes in jail, sometimes brutally beaten, and sometimes exhausted physically and mentally. He went through many hardships and narrowly escaped death, but he remained unswervingly determined to fight to the end. After an unexpected encounter with his former lover Yang Lihua, he gradually entered the core of things, found the key to unlock the secret, recognized who his true friends were, and who his true enemies were, and finally used his wisdom and bravery to completely destroy the drug cartel's lair. A loud noise buried his sins and obliterated his past. Only the inscription on the tombstone engraved his love vow to Zhang Ziwei: "To the world, you are just an ordinary woman, but to me, you are the whole world."

The midnight bell was late at night, the wind was chilling, and apart from the occasional roar of car motors and hurried footsteps, there was only boundless silence. Suddenly, a phone ringing suddenly woke up Yang Dongchang from his sleep. Yang Dongchang picked up the phone and called twice, but no one answered. The line was open, but the other party did not speak. "Who is it? If you have anything to say, please speak." Yang Dongchang simply sat up, holding the microphone in one hand and turning on the lamp switch with the other. "Hey." After a moment of silence, several sneers suddenly came from the receiver, and then a male voice lowered his voice and said several incoherent words such as "lost", "found", "waiting", "arrival", etc., And then the phone hung up with a "click".

A gunshot in the dusk shattered the brief tranquility of Qingcheng. A man who looked like a PLA cadre screamed and fell at the door of a house in Osmanthus Alley. The landlord, Old Man Du, heard the noise and came over and called the police on the nearest phone. A few minutes later, two medium-sized American jeeps arrived. Qingcheng Public Security Bureau Investigation Division Director Bi Hu, Section Chief Zhu Tiemin, and team members Fu Jun and Lin Xinyu immediately got out of the car to investigate the scene and look for clues to solve the case. At the scene of the crime, the victim was lying on his back, his military cap flying to the side, a bullet in his abdomen, a dagger stuck in his chest, and a delicate purple gauze scarf on his forehead. His eyes were wide open, his face was in shock, and blood was flowing on the ground. Bi Hu took off the purple gauze scarf covering his nose and immediately recognized the deceased as Liang Zimin, director of the Qingcheng City Culture and Sports Committee.

"Spy No. 1 (A Life-and-Death Spy Battle with Murderous Intentions)" written by Wu Weiping tells the story: A gunshot in the dusk made the Night Falcon Group, an assassination organization that had been hiding for a long time, reappear. For a time, Qingcheng City, an important town in southwest China, was in turmoil and people were in panic. Layers of conspiracies, looming inner ghosts... Everything becomes treacherous. Just when the protagonist Bi Hu is about to reveal the truth, he discovers that the real conspiracy has just begun... Looking through this life-and-death espionage battle with hidden murderous intent will give you a panoramic view of the weird and secret battle on the hidden front.

One morning in the cold winter of 1952, Chen Linsheng, a clerk at Xiangfu Jewelry Zhai in Guizhou City, went to work in the store as usual. It was very cold, and the north wind was as hard as a knife. Chen Linsheng wrapped himself tightly in cotton clothes, lowered his head and ran to keep warm. He ran all the way to the door of the store, took out the key and looked up, and found that both doors in the store were already open. He was very surprised because Cai Benshan, the attendant who lived in the store, would never open the door on his own initiative. He would have to wait for Chen Linsheng to open the first door and Cai Benshan would see Chen Linsheng from the observation hole before opening the second door to let Chen Linsheng in. This was a store rule that had been followed for many years and no one had ever broken it. After all, gold, silver and jewelry are precious things, and safety measures always come first. Chen Linsheng pushed open the second door, which was ajar, and stood at the door. His eyes suddenly became dim.

On this foggy morning, a Toyota Land Cruiser four-wheel drive off-road vehicle was winding on a winding mountain road more than 100 kilometers away from Gaozhou city. There were only two people in the car, one was Ding Shifu and the other was Li Xin. Ding Shifu is a wealthy man in Gaozhou, with a net worth of hundreds of millions. As the chairman of Gaozhou Lead-Zinc Mining Co., Ltd., He controls the lifeblood of mining special mines in the southwest region. Based on this, he has developed multiple branches, including real estate, department store chains, financial stocks, hotels and restaurants, etc. In this industry, capital is expanding very rapidly, and Ding Shifu is actively involved in political affairs and enthusiastic about public welfare. He has served as a member of the Municipal People's Political Consultative Conference, and holds many dazzling titles such as chairman of the Gaozhou Entrepreneurs Association and honorary president of the Municipal Charity Federation. He is a powerful figure in Gaozhou City. Li Xin is his assistant and driver, who has been with him four years ago.

One day in late June 1949, Zhong Jian, the director of the Investigation Division of the Shanghai Public Security Bureau, who was handling a case in a suburban county, suddenly received an emergency notice, ordering him to rush back to the bureau to accept an important task. Without saying a word, Zhong Jian quickly jumped into an American jeep and rushed back to the city bureau at lightning speed. In the office, Deputy Director Yang Fan looked at Zhong Jian who was sweating profusely and panting, and said straight to the point: "Put down what you are doing and do your best to solve the case." As he said that, he pushed a telegram in front of him. Zhong Jian picked it up and took a look. The telegram was from the Shanghai Municipal Military Administration Commission, numbered "Shanghai Military Management [49] 008." The telegram read: "This is Comrade Li Jing'an (also known as Li Bai) who was sent to the Shanghai underground party by the Yan'an Party Central Committee in the winter of 1937. His whereabouts are unknown, and special investigation will be carried out. Relevant clues will be sent to a special person."

One night in late spring and early summer, Gaozhou City, located in northern Guangxi and southern Hunan, experienced thunder and lightning, wind and rain. The rain that had been falling for two days and two nights not only did not stop, but became heavier and heavier. As the night deepened, the rain became more intense, the wind and rain hit the branches, and the thunder and lightning broke the clouds. The entire Gaozhou City seemed to be shrouded in the fear of the end of the world. Lin Nansheng was sitting in the brightly lit Red House Shoe Store, slowly sipping Kung Fu tea and looking out the foggy window in a daze. The occasional cars passing by on the street and the pedestrians hurriedly running past the window did not disturb his contemplation, as if everything was in another world and had nothing to do with him. After a while, Lin Nansheng turned to look at the female clerk Li Xiaofei, who was dozing on the counter, lit a cigarette, and continued his daze through the faint green smoke.