Propelled headlong into the relentless currents of history, Ji Yu finds himself transplanted to the tumultuous prelude to WWII.
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And the other officers from Operations Division Two who haven't shown up yet—they're clearly on more important missions. What will be the next operation?
Guan Xingxiu decided that he had to report this situation to his superiors as soon as possible so that he could take contingency measures in advance.
Thinking of this, he glanced at his companions, his eyes darting around, and an idea came to him. He then clutched his stomach, frowned, and deliberately feigned discomfort.
Lian Lei had just returned after toasting Nie Tianming when he saw Guan Xingxiu's appearance and asked in surprise, "What's wrong, Lao Guan? Are you feeling unwell?"
Guan Xingxiu took a breath, nodded, clicked his tongue, and said in a low voice, "My stomach is a bit upset. I don't know if it's because I ate too much spicy food, but my stomach feels burning and it hurts quite a bit."
Upon seeing this, everyone asked a few questions with concern. The spiciness of Sichuan cuisine is indeed very uncomfortable for people from other places, so many people are not used to eating Sichuan food, especially those with stomach problems. They did not find Guan Xingxiu's reaction unusual.
Gong Maode frowned and said, "How could this be? You've eaten plenty of spicy food before, so why is your stomach hurting all of a sudden? Here's what we'll do: I'll drive you back first, and we'll get some stomach medicine from Dr. Liu."
After saying that, he stood up, but Guan Xingxiu would not let him go with him. He quickly grabbed his shoulder and said, "Captain, no need. Today's opportunity is rare. You should stay here and chat with your friends. Find an opportunity to talk to Section Chief Nie and Team Leader Zhao. I have medicine in my dormitory. I can take some when I get back."
Gong Maode insisted on seeing him off, but Guan Xingxiu declined repeatedly, so he had no choice but to give up. Guan Xingxiu said goodbye to a few colleagues, then turned and left the lobby, quickly walking out of the restaurant.
But he had only taken a few steps outside the gate when someone stopped him in the face. It was Zeng Xingguo, the action team leader in charge of security outside the Juxianlou Restaurant.
"Captain Guan, it's still early. We've only been eating half of the banquet. Why are you leaving already?"
Guan Xingxiu looked up and saw Zeng Xingguo blocking his way, but he didn't recognize the other man, who could clearly call out his name.
He had a guilty conscience, and cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead. He thought to himself, "This is bad, the visitor is up to no good!"
But Guan Xingxiu still made a pained expression, clutching his stomach and saying helplessly, "My stomach just can't handle Sichuan food. A few bites of spicy food and it hurts terribly. Sigh! I can't enjoy it. I'll go back and get some medicine."
Zeng Xingguo, however, was well aware of the situation. He had been waiting there for a while and would not give Guan Xingxiu any opportunity. So he smiled coldly, waved his hand behind Guan Xingxiu, and said, "No need for such trouble. I happen to have some stomach medicine, top-quality Western medicine. It will be fine after taking it. So please come with me, Captain Guan!"
"ah…"
Following Zeng Xingguo's gesture, several action team members pounced from behind and tackled Guan Xingxiu to the ground in a single move. Despite Guan Xingxiu's struggles, he was restrained and then handcuffed to death.
"What are you doing? Are you all crazy? I'm from Operations Unit One, you..."
Before he could finish speaking, his mouth was gagged with a cloth. Zeng Xingguo gestured, and the action team members stuffed Guan Xingxiu into the car. The vehicle started and drove towards the Second Action Division.