Cold air enters the lungs.

Cool.

Cool.

His heart was so cold that his hands trembled a little. It wasn't how terrible the Department was. After all, they didn't interfere in general affairs. As long as they were not involved in the business of the intelligence agency, they didn't have to be afraid at all.

Just like ordinary people.

Be honest.

There is no ghost in my heart.

Not to mention national security.

Then you don't have to worry about the intelligence department, and you don't have to worry about being found one day.

However.

Once a crime is committed within its jurisdiction, it is that people's hearts tremble at the sight of others. His heart is cool, this blueprint actually involves so many things, if involved in big, to pierce the sky.

The boss's throat moved.

"Is that necessary?"

"According to the regulations, events involving national security must be reported and handed over by the prosecutor's office. I know what you are afraid of, but for the sake of the prosecutor's office, I don't think we can contain the fire. "

The prosecutor returned.

It's very simple.

---Shake the pan.

Send out the red iron and leave it in your hand. You can't tell what's wrong.

In response.

The boss knows every second. Indeed, if some national security incidents are really involved, if the prosecutor's office dares to hold them in its hands, it will only burn itself, and it will also offend people to send them out.

He's going crazy.

There's trouble with it or not.

I knew that.

He will never be happy to take up this position, paralyzed, who likes to do who do.

But it's coming.

You can't escape.

"Then, send it out?" The boss asked for advice in a low voice. Although the man was annoying, he had his own ideas.

"Of course."

"Do we want a backup?"

"Better not."

"That's fine."

As soon as the boss gritted his teeth, he decided to dump him thoroughly. It is estimated that the intelligence agency will hate him this time. If it really involves too much, the intelligence agency will have to jump for a while.

No matter.

You've been watching so long.

Come down and sing.

We are tired.

As for how many people are involved and whether there are plutocrats behind them, he can only say that he has done his best. National security is a big problem. He has to protect himself first.

There's another night to go.

Let the plutocrats prepare early.

"I'll contact the intelligence service tomorrow."

"Yes."

"Protect it."

"I won't go back at night. I'll lead a team to protect the evidence." The prosecutor nodded.

“。。。”

You're a good speller.

OK.

Rubbing his painful head, the boss said today, "this is the notebook, and the rules."

"Oh?"

The visitor was surprised. I've heard that the prosecutor is really omnipotent, but he looks down on the intelligence agency. We are the experts who play password, OK.

But since it's good intentions.

Then accept.. That's bullshit.

Before you come.

They know about the blue notebook. As the one who takes over the pot, they are in a good mood. They just hope that the content will not be too "over the top".

Or the heart can't stand it.

"For the contents of the notebook, please do not disclose them to the outside without confirming the results." The visitor exhorted.

"I understand."

Finish.

No nonsense.

The Intel turned and left.

Back in the car.

"I got it."

"Did you see it?"

"No

He dares not to see that the formal transfer will not be fake. The car is full of his own people, so he dares to call like this.

"Well."

End of communication.

Well, it means acting according to plan. The chaebol is powerful, but not so strong in the intelligence agency. Nevertheless, there are still some key positions in the hands of the chaebol.

Emergency.

That doesn't work.

He took out the same blue notebook from the compartment of his briefcase. The contents were all written during Zheng Daoyuan's pre-trial. He also carried out "anti peeking" measures and a set of decoding methods.

The content is quite different.

The chaebol is rarely involved.

Of course.

There are still some materials, but they are all small ones. Otherwise, it's too strange. I just told the prosecutor not to talk nonsense. In addition, the secret service of the intelligence agency kept it secret. What's in it now, that's what.

Open the portable password box.

Put on a fake.

Perfect.

Next.He lifted the cushion and put the real thing in. He was only responsible for changing it. When he got there, someone would come to take it. The division of labor was clear. Before noon, the real thing would reach the people behind the scenes.

More than 20 minutes later.

Headquarters.

He handed it in by himself. There were several people standing next to the witness officer. He thought they were here to protect the evidence.

"You got this from the Da?"

"Yes."

"Click."

A pair of cold handcuffs, handcuffed to make him at a loss.

"What do you mean?"

"You should know, take it away."

Next.

It's around the corner.

He saw a man carrying a black bag coming in, which he had just put under the cushion. At this moment, he understood that he had been betrayed. As for who it was, he couldn't think of it for the moment.

I wipe it.

Which link is wrong.

。。。

Shanghai stock market.

See here.

Tang Qing smiles and shakes his head.

Originally.

In fact, this pit is not very big. There are many contents in Zheng Daoyuan's notes, which involve a lot of people. But in the end, it is easy to make the thunder and rain small, because there are too many hearsay.

If there is no evidence.

After several operations, it really became his imagination. In the end, it could only be destroyed and not many people could be filled in.

However.

Zheng Daoyuan is dead.

is more than one possibility - no one knows how much Zheng Daoyuan recorded in it. This is not a shovel. Why don't we dig deeper into the pit?

That's right.

The current version.

It has been "optimized and continued".

In addition to Zheng Daoyuan and the soldiers, no one else had seen all the contents of the notebook, and there was no backup. So, a three meter deep pit was dug ten meters by the soldiers.

It's a sign.

To fill the hole.

It's going to take more people to fill it up before it stops. In other words, the vote of the South Korean parliament on the anti-monopoly split of the chaebol is just a few days away. Taking this opportunity, the success rate will increase a lot.

From 90 percent... It's up to 95 percent.

The remaining five.

It's about awe of the will of God.

Full is short.

Too arrogant is not good.