A little after nine in the morning, at the Bana City Administrative Hall.
“Boom boom boom!”
Bruna was lying on the small bed in the office. Not long after she fell asleep, a hurried knock on the door woke her up.
Bruna slowly sat up from the bed and gently rubbed her temples to relieve the headache caused by lack of sleep.
I lay down to rest for less than two hours, and even during this short time, I still had nightmares.
“Boom boom boom…”
There was another knock on the office door, and the secretary's voice rang out from outside: "Mr. President, are you there?"
Bruna calmed down and called out in a hoarse voice, "Come in."
“Squeak—”
The secretary pushed the door open and saw Bruna rubbing her temple. She said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. President, I disturbed your rest."
"It's okay." Bruna waved her hand: "What's the matter?"
"This is a document from Longcheng," the secretary said, handing a document to Bruna, "Please have a look, General Manager."
"Well, let me see."
Bruna took the document and forced herself to read it.
The document was sent from the mayor's office of Longcheng, informing us that they will send a negotiation delegation to Bana City tonight.
Attached below was a list of accompanying personnel, which roughly meant that Bana City should prepare for the reception.
Bruna's eyes were still bloodshot. After reading it, she said to the secretary, "I think it's okay. Let's arrange for the delegation members to stay in the Foreign Affairs Hotel."
"Okay." The secretary nodded.
"Wait a moment." Bruna thought for a moment, stopped the secretary, and instructed, "Forget it, let's arrange it in the administrative building. I won't go home these few days, I will rest here and communicate with them directly."
"Okay, I'll arrange it." The secretary immediately understood Bruna's intention.
Bruna added: "Also, notify the Blackwater Corps and invite Corps Commander Boang to participate in the negotiations."
The secretary thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Then we should transfer the personnel information...?"
Bruna immediately waved her hand and interrupted her: "Don't say anything else, just notify them and let them enter the city to prepare for negotiations."
"I understand!" the secretary agreed and turned to leave the office.
Bruna got up, washed up briefly, sat down at the desk, and glanced at the family photo on it.
In the photo, she, Boang, Dabai, and the two children were all smiling brightly.
Bruna couldn't help but sigh softly, picked up a wet wipe, and carefully wiped the glass mirror of the family portrait.
…
Ten minutes later, at the Blackwater Corps' front-line command post.
Boang and several Blackwater Corps officers were sitting around a desk, discussing something.
“Boom boom boom.”
There was a knock on the door and Boang called out, "Come in."
Soon, his adjutant pushed the door open, walked up to Boang, and reported: "Report to the army commander, the chief's office called and invited you to come to the city to prepare for the negotiation with the Dragon City delegation at 8 o'clock tonight."
Boang crossed his hands and thought quietly for a while, then said to the adjutant: "Call the chief's office back and tell them I know and I will arrive on time."
"Yes!" The adjutant left immediately.
Boang thought about it and called the Chief of Staff of the Blackwater Corps.
The call was quickly connected, and the other party said respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Corps Commander?"
Boang ordered very straightforwardly: "Considering the safety of Bana City, at 4 pm, in the name of the Blackwater Corps Headquarters, we will send three additional garrison regiments into the city to carry out repairs in the wartime planning area."
"OK."
The Chief of General Staff hung up the phone and quickly carried out the order.
A young officer sitting nearby heard their conversation and couldn't help but look a little worried. He tentatively suggested, "Should we apply to the municipal government for additional soldiers?"
Boang glanced at him expressionlessly and said, "I am your commander-in-chief."
The young officer nodded repeatedly and didn't dare to say anything else.
…
At the same time, in the Kong Family Compound in Longcheng.
Since the incident, the Kong family compound, which was once bustling, has become much more deserted.
Many relatives and friends who used to visit rarely come these days. The huge yard is empty and covered with withered yellow leaves.
In the living room of the villa, Kong Zhenghui and his uncle were sitting together, drinking tea and chatting.
The recent upheaval has caused some white hair to grow on Kong Zhenghui's temples.
The uncle sitting opposite him also looked very bad. He was not even sixty, but his hair was already quite bald, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood blisters.
Ever since Kong Zhengqi was arrested in the last case of arresting He Yan, he has been detained in the National Bureau of Investigation for trial. Even after such a long time, he has not been released.
As a father, he was really worried. He couldn't eat or sleep well, so he chose a day to come and talk to Kong Zhenghui in person.
Kong Zhenghui knew that his uncle was worried, so in order to comfort him, he patiently talked a lot. As they talked, they talked about Gu Baishun.
After taking a sip of tea, the uncle slowly put down the cup and said worriedly, "Zhenghui, you said Gu Baishun was so highly valued before, can this incident bring him down?"
As he spoke, the uncle glanced at Kong Zhenghui, observed his expression, and continued, "I'm not worried about anything else, I'm just worried about our family. Gu Baishun is the biggest spy chief in Longcheng. It would be fine if you kill him in one shot, but if you can't... he will definitely hate you and will definitely take revenge on us. Moreover, I heard..."
The uncle paused for a moment and lowered his voice to say, "Su Tianyu seems to be alive in the Chinese district? I guess if he wakes up and supports Gu Baishun, our family will be finished. And now Yu Mingyuan is gone, if something really happens, who will speak for our family...?!"
My uncle was worried, and when he talked about this, he felt the blisters on his mouth hurt again.
Kong Zhenghui's face was somewhat gloomy, and he said with certainty: "Gu Baishun can't survive! Uncle, don't forget that Yu Mingyuan's incident is inseparable from him! Even if Mingyuan's incident hadn't happened, this case was handled by the An faction. Who is the leader of the An faction? It's An Zecheng! His brother-in-law died at the hands of Gu Baishun. Do you think this damn spy chief can still survive?"
When the uncle heard this, he felt relieved: "That's right. If it were me, I wouldn't let Gu Baishun go. What a jerk he is!"
The two continued to drink tea and said nothing more.
…
The Longcheng delegation has begun to assemble, and Jin Maohui is rushing to Longcheng with his guard regiment.
But before that, Fei Pingsheng only brought some personal guards with him and left secretly before the delegation arrived.