“We met briefly a year ago, but you had a deep impression of me and recognized me at a glance. Now let’s get to know each other again. Ning Zhiheng, Deputy Director of the Shanghai Military Intelligence Station, Military Intelligence Investigation Department. Speaking of which, I was your superior. How about it, Captain Cui, are you a little surprised?”

Ning Zhiheng's voice was not loud, and seemed somewhat indifferent and nonchalant, but it made Cui Guangqi exclaim in surprise. His heart was shaken. He never expected that the suspicious person he had discovered was actually the Ning Yama, the military intelligence investigation agents who had been talking about him but never seen him!

Who would have thought that Ning, the deputy station chief who was ordered to infiltrate Shanghai, would transform into a member of the Fujiwara family, one of Japan's top noble families, and become a guest of honor of Katsuta Takashi, the commander of the military police headquarters? He was already a powerful figure in Shanghai. If the Japanese knew this, I wonder what they would think.

Cui Guangqi remained silent, stunned. He did not beg for his life, for he knew it was impossible. His hands were stained with the blood of his former comrades. Twenty-seven intelligence agents—no, including Deng Yuankai—a total of twenty-eight agents had died at his hands. This was an unforgivable crime!

Cui Guangqi betrayed his comrades and tried to survive, but in the end he still couldn't escape death. However, the difference was that now he was a traitor to the country and the nation. His family would be eliminated because of this, and he would be despised by millions of people after his death. He couldn't help but sob painfully.

"Do you know why I brought you here?" Ning Zhiheng asked calmly, pointing to the barren hill in front of him. "This place is called Luoyan Hill. The comrades who sacrificed their lives that night, including Deng Yuankai, had their bodies burned by the Japanese. I had no choice but to build a cenotaph for them here. Today, I will offer your dog's life as a tribute to them, hoping that their spirits in heaven can be comforted!"

At this point, a ruthless glint flashed in Ning Zhiheng's eyes. He flipped his right hand and took out a short blade. With his left hand, he grabbed Cui Guangqi's hair and, with a flick of his wrist, slashed Cui Guangqi's neck.

Like a dead dog, Cui Guangqi let out a scream, blood gushing out continuously. Ning Zhiheng pushed him out and threw him into the deep pit. Cui Guangqi's body twisted and rolled in the pit. As the blood rapidly drained away, his struggles weakened and he soon fell silent, dying a violent death!

This traitor who betrayed his former comrades and was determined to join the Japanese has finally received the punishment he deserves, to comfort the spirits of the martyrs who sacrificed their lives!

Sun Jiacheng jumped into the pit, carefully examined and confirmed Cui Guangqi's death, then took out a camera and took several photos of Cui Guangqi's body. These were to be handed over to the Military Intelligence Bureau headquarters as evidence of treachery.

Then Sun Jiacheng and Zuo Gang picked up shovels from the side. The two of them worked quickly and soon filled the burial pit, flattened the soil on top, and then got into the car with Ning Zhiheng and left.

Cui Guangqi's disappearance was not kept secret for long. That evening, his confidants Qin Xiangrong and Wei Cheng did not see Cui Guangqi return and felt something was wrong. This was unprecedented. Cui Guangqi always rested at the Investigation Department every night without exception. Considering Cui Guangqi's unusual behavior that afternoon, Qin Xiangrong and Wei Cheng quickly reported the situation to Director Wen Hao early the next morning.

"What? Deputy Director Cui didn't come back to stay last night? Have you searched all over the place? Have you checked hotels, bars, dance halls, clubs, and all those places?" Wen Hao couldn't sit still after hearing their report, and he quickly asked Qin Xiangrong.

"We've checked everything, but there's no trace of Deputy Director Cui. He must have met with an accident. Please make the decision, Director!"

"Me, make the decision? How can I make the decision? Your Deputy Director Cui is shrewd and decisive. When has he ever consulted me before doing anything? Now that the person is gone, he comes to me. It's ridiculous!"