The man couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Isn't it ironic? Someone who is so eager to contribute to socialism has a whole family of spies, and he even has the blood of the ethnic group he hates the most in his veins."

He took two more deep drags on his cigarette and continued, "But I'm very pragmatic. I know how ruthless my father is, so I didn't argue back then. Instead, I went along with him and pretended to be very obedient. Anyway, I still have to go to university, and they're unlikely to give me any important positions at this time."

Mu Jingheng didn't disturb him, and just listened quietly to him pour out his heart. Perhaps he had been wanting to confide in someone for a long time?

"However, my peaceful life was disrupted when I graduated from university. They put me in the court and within a year I was in the position they wanted. Their purpose was clear: they wanted me to help them do some things that skirted the law and protect the people they wanted to protect."

Do you know why they kept me this time? Because in the old man's heart, I was the most useless person, but I could protect them.

Because he was certain I would do my final thing for him.

The man laughed again, smoking the last cigarette in his hand: "Born into a humble life, yet educated entirely with Chinese proletarian communist ideology, how can they be so confident that I can grow into the kind of person they want?"

Mu Jingheng: "What do they want you to do?"

The man smiled at Mu Jingheng, took off his clothes, and then turned them over.

When Mu Jingheng saw the map on the clothes, his pupils contracted. If he wasn't mistaken...

"See? You guessed it right, this is the last task they left me with. But I don't know if I'm the only one they left. If you trust me, let me go with you on this trip."

Mu Jingheng: "Pass down the message, assemble!"

The person next to him glanced at the man being interrogated and said with concern, "Sir!"

Mu Jingheng knew what the person beside him meant, but he trusted that person, and he trusted himself even more.

That old man really played a grand game! He truly deserves to be called the most powerful spy infiltrated within the Party.

Mu Jingheng patted the person next to him on the shoulder and said softly, "Go!"

The man smiled knowingly as he looked at Mu Jingheng. He knew Mu Jingheng would believe him; he had made the right bet.

Although Mu Jingheng was mistakenly considered a spoiled rich kid for a time, he is not only loyal but also insightful in judging people, which may be the reason why he has achieved so much at such a young age.

At this moment, Mu Jingheng was not as confident as the man thought; he was just gambling, gambling on the man's kindness.

I remember when he was little, he couldn't stand seeing others being bullied, and he hopes he's never changed.

If he misjudges that person's character, then he can just use the teleportation function; it's been years since he last used it.

Song Wenbin and his men had been lying in ambush at the airport for some time. Soon, they saw a group of people hurriedly walking towards the helicopter they had prepared. As soon as they boarded the helicopter, they were quickly apprehended by Song Wenbin's men.

The old man, for reasons unknown, actually smiled when he saw Song Wenbin. He spoke to Song Wenbin as if an elder were having a casual chat, saying, "You're all back? I was careless. I knew how formidable you and your son were, but I didn't go all out for the sake of what happened back then. I thought sending you to the frontier would eliminate two of your rivals. I regret it now! They say that those who are soft-hearted can't achieve great things, and today is a perfect example."

Looking into the old man's eyes, Song Wenbin voiced his suspicions: "Did you have my sister killed?"

The old man smiled and nodded, then shook his head: "I watched this girl grow up. She's always been so well-behaved. I genuinely wanted her to be my daughter-in-law. Unfortunately, she fell for the Mu family's son. But that's not why I wanted to make a move on her. The problem is that she accidentally found out our secret when she came to visit."

I don't want to kill her; to be honest, I just can't bring myself to do it.

However, at that time, the Nakano family wanted to send someone to Old Man Mu's side, so they had the idea of ​​killing the girl, and I just acquiesced to it.

I can't bring myself to do it, and there just happens to be someone who can do it for me, so why not?

"If that girl hadn't died, I probably wouldn't be alive today."

Song Wenbin clenched his fists, but still held back.

The two families are close friends.

The old man was rescued by Song Dacheng on his way to join the revolution. Later, Song Dacheng went to fight, and the two were separated.

They met again in the rear of the revolution. By then, Song Dacheng had become a leader, while the old man, who knew several languages, was doing logistics and translation work.

After liberation, the old man's position rose higher and higher, and he worked as a secretary.

Because of the connection in saving lives, the two families have always been very close.

To be honest, when Song Dacheng later found out that he was the head of the secret service, he couldn't accept it at all. But the facts were right in front of him, and the more he investigated, the clearer the direction became.

After being arrested, the old man remained calm, occasionally smiling as he looked outside. He was calculating in his mind when the sky above Kyoto would be filled with flames.

He wasn't in a hurry to be arrested now; he believed that as long as his plan succeeded, he would be able to leave eventually.

But he never considered human nature and his upbringing.

If we were to say he failed, it would be that he didn't educate his children from a young age using their own country's culture.

Time passed second by second, but the excitement the old man wanted to hear did not happen. The old man couldn't help but raise his wrist to check the time, but found that his hand had been controlled.

He looked at Song Wenbin and asked, "Can you tell me what time it is now?"

Song Wenbin glanced at his watch and said, "12:40."

The old man frowned. It was 12:40. That shouldn't be the case. They left at 11:30 and agreed to start the operation at 12:00. Logically, several places should have already been bombed. It's impossible that there was no sound at all.

His original plan was to blow up all the important places in Kyoto, including the train that Sato Takeru was on. This would definitely cause chaos in Kyoto, keeping both the military and the government extremely busy, making their departure much easier, and at the same time severely damaging the Chinese government.

This was something the old man had planned long ago; those bombs weren't planted on a whim, so even if the military got the information, it would be extremely difficult for them to investigate.

The old man was very proud of his foresight. After the reform and opening up, China's economy recovered and the country's fortunes seemed to take off all at once. The old man felt that his time in China might not be long.

He is a very cautious person.

He began planning his retreat after handing over the list to Eiko Suzuki.