Liu Qi, 35 years old this year, has lived a quite legendary life.
At first, he was a small contractor in Longcheng doing regional cleaning. After making some money, he used his connections to get in touch with the Kong family. Because of his strong work ability and quick mind, Kong Zhenghui always treated him well.
Later, Kong Zhenghui and Yu Mingyuan started the association together, and Liu Qi followed suit and joined the association. And with his superb ability to read people's expressions and decisive tactics, he soon began to stand out in the association.
During the following period, he continued to rise rapidly in the association, from a small contractor to a middle or senior level position and a veteran in the association.
In fact, before Kong Zhenghui defected, he had already served as the director of the Maritime Trade Department of the Huatong Association, specifically responsible for supervising business and logistics at the dock.
After Kong Zhenghui defected, he was one of the first people to respond and brought his family to District 1 early on.
Moreover, because Liu Qi had a wide network of contacts in Longcheng and knew people from all walks of life, Kong Zhenghui appointed him as the director of the Information Department of the Security Association, making him his right-hand man.
At this time, in the interrogation room, a man in military uniform was hanging on the wall with his arms chained, trembling all over.
Liu Qi, with his hair neatly parted and wearing a neat Mao suit, walked over and stood in front of the man. He put his hands behind his back and said earnestly, "Zhang Bao, it's meaningless for you to hold on like this. Don't you know that Longcheng can no longer be defended? They organized a counterattack a few days ago, but in the end, they didn't capture a single occupied area and many people died. Tell me, why are you still holding on here? Is it meaningful?"
The officer named Baoshan lowered his head and said nothing.
Liu Qi sighed and said again: "Brother, do you know that your position is actually very important? You work in the communications department of the logistics regiment under Tan Mingchao. If you leak a little information, it will be enough for you to eat for the rest of your life. Why do you have to suffer this sin? What does winning or losing the war have to do with small people like us? The most important thing is to survive..."
"Ahem..."
Hearing this, the officer finally raised his head, blood and sweat mixed together on his face. He coughed violently twice, then opened his mouth and spat.
"Pooh!"
A mass of sticky phlegm mixed with blood stuck to Liu Qi's face.
The officer stared at Liu Qi with an extremely angry look, gritting his teeth and cursing: "Fuck you, Liu Qi! Even if I want to rebel, I won't rebel through you! You are so shameless that you use my family to lure me. I wish your whole family would die!"
Liu Qi was very calm. He smiled and stretched out his hand to take the tissue from the person next to him. He wiped his cheek and said, "The biggest problem with you people is that there is only one thread in your brain. If you die, you will die on this thread. But, in wartime, you can still act tough in a place like this. I admire you."
As he spoke, Liu Qi threw away the tissue, turned around and instructed the people beside him: "Put his left hand in the blender and grind it up bit by bit. Feed the minced meat to the dog."
The people below looked stern and immediately replied, "Yes!"
After saying that, he walked out.
"Liu Qi, your whole family will not have a good death, a bad death... ah... ah!!"
Soon, the sound of machines turning and screams like pigs being slaughtered were heard in the house, and finally they died down.
Liu Qi stood outside the door, expressionless, and lit a cigarette for himself.
One of his staff members couldn't help but whispered, "Director, our recent work has had little effect... The people we caught either committed suicide or we failed to lure them out... If this continues, it will be difficult to report to the higher-ups..."
Liu Qi took a puff of cigarette and said to him, "The battle has come to this point, and the remaining opponents are all idiots and stubborn people. This is a tough job, and it's not easy for anyone to do it..."
The purpose of establishing the Security Council is very clear.
First, it was to set a benchmark and attract more people to join District 1. Second, it was to allow Kong Zhenghui to use his connections in Longcheng to play his due role and accelerate the victory of this war.
Therefore, those who defected with Kong Zhenghui have recently received this order to use their connections at all costs to dig out the hiding places of Tan Mingchao and Xin Xiaodong. At the same time, they act as the internal response of District 1, plant a large number of spies, and figure out the movement patterns of the rebel forces in Longcheng.
"Have the brothers keep an eye on it." Liu Qi put out his cigarette and gave his opponent an order, then said, "I haven't been home for three fucking days. I have something to do tonight, so I have to go back. I should be back before five in the morning."
The subordinate nodded: "Okay, go back without worry, I'll keep an eye on it."
Liu Qi reached out and patted his shoulder, then walked away. He quickly got into his car, fiddled with his phone, and drove home.
On the way, he went to the store and bought his baby daughter her favorite desserts and toys.
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About half an hour later, the car stopped next to a villa. Liu Qi got out of the car with the gift, waved to the driver, and asked the car to leave.
Soon, after passing the inspection of the guard at the door, Liu Qi returned home, opened the door of the villa, and found that the lights in the living room were not on.
Liu Qi was a little surprised, thinking that his wife and children were asleep, so he gently placed the gift on the marble table next to him and said with a smile: "Baby, look what Daddy bought for you?"
As a result, no one in the room responded.
Liu Qi frowned and shouted, "Wife? Wenwen? Where is she?"
The room was still quiet. Liu Qi couldn't help but wonder, "Strange, where are these two mothers?"
As he spoke, Liu Qi took out his cell phone and was about to make a call.
“Bang!”
Just at this moment, the lights in the living room suddenly came on!
Liu Qi was startled and looked forward subconsciously. He saw a man in a black windbreaker sitting on the sofa without any warning, with his legs crossed and looking at him expressionlessly.
Liu Qi instantly recognized this person; it was his former president, Yu Mingyuan!
He was stunned for a moment, but immediately reacted and suddenly reached for his waist!
"Don't move!"
At this moment, a big hand firmly pressed his shoulder. Liu Qi's heart was pounding, and he turned around subconsciously, and saw a man with a scary long scar on his face, standing behind him without knowing when.
This person is none other than Brother Qiu!
A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Liu Qi's forehead!
At this moment, Yu Mingyuan said to him calmly: "Long time no see, Director Liu."