In the fierce battle, Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen fought and retreated, the shouts and cries of blood around them piercing their ears, the flashes of swords and sabers constantly flashing before their eyes, and the slightest carelessness would result in blood splattering on the spot. As they fought their way through, their wounds increased, their physical strength was rapidly depleted, but the will to survive and win kept them moving forward.
After running for an unknown amount of time, the enemy behind them was temporarily thrown off a distance, and the two turned into a dim corridor. On the walls on both sides of the corridor hung some old portraits. The figures in the portraits had stern faces, and their eyes seemed to contain mysteries, as if silently watching the intruder. Jiang Zhi was panting, but her eyes remained alert. She keenly noticed that there was something strange about this corridor, as if it led to a very secret place. Shen Qingchen followed closely behind her, the sword in his hand stained with blood, dripping onto the stone floor, splashing small blood flowers.
As they cautiously advanced, a heavy iron door appeared at the end of the corridor. Jiang Zhi hurried forward and examined it closely. It was intricately carved with patterns, and in the center, there was a strange circular groove that looked like some kind of mechanical lock. She raised her hand to touch the patterns, trying to find a way to open the door. Her finger gently slid along the edge of the groove, and suddenly, she felt a slight indentation. She pressed hard, and there was a dull sound of mechanical turning, and the door slowly swung.
Upon seeing this, Shen Qingchen immediately stepped forward and joined Jiang Zhi in pushing open the iron door. Behind the door was a secret room, filled with the smell of old papers and decay. Light struggled to filter in through the narrow ventilation holes high up, barely illuminating the interior. The room was filled with tall bookshelves, densely packed with documents, and some ancient volumes were haphazardly piled on the floor.
Jiang Zhi's heart stirred. She had a strong premonition that this was where the truth they had been searching for lay. She ignored her injuries and quickly walked to the nearest bookshelf, pulling out a yellowed booklet and flipping through it. The booklet contained mysterious transactions, covering the flow of huge sums of money, and obscure code names for politicians and wealthy businessmen. While no names were mentioned, Jiang Zhi, drawing on clues accumulated from previous investigations, had a vague idea of the people behind these code names.
Shen Qingchen also walked over to the other side and began to examine the mountain of documents. His gaze grew increasingly serious, and the papers in his hands trembled slightly with the strain. Each document revealed a startling truth: a mysterious organization had been secretly manipulating the political and business landscape of various countries for years. They had woven a vast and intricate web of interests, extending their reach into every sector, using any means necessary to achieve their goals. Whether it was hostile mergers and acquisitions in business, resource monopolies, or covert election manipulation and the cultivation of puppets in politics, this mysterious organization was behind all of this.
As Jiang Zhi delved deeper into the archives, he finally uncovered information related to Shen Qingchen's father and Tang Junxi's family. It turned out that Shen's father, through his business dealings, had gradually become aware of the mysterious organization's conspiracy. He possessed key evidence and attempted to ally with other righteous individuals to expose them, thereby hindering the organization's expansion. Naturally, the mysterious organization would not sit idly by. They meticulously orchestrated a car accident that killed Shen's father, then fabricated it to look like an accident and destroyed most of the evidence.
Tang Junxi's family, similarly distinguished in the financial sector, inadvertently became entangled in a mysterious organization's plan to manipulate the international financial markets. The mysterious organization first suppressed the Tang family's business, causing their businesses to fall into difficulties, then framed them, creating internal family strife, and ultimately leading to the disintegration of the Tang family and the tragic death of Tang Junxi.
The mastermind behind this conspiracy is a deeply hidden international chaebol known as the Shadow Alliance. This chaebol, with a long history and generations of management, has accumulated staggering wealth and influence. They are colluding with various factions in a vain attempt to dominate the world and establish a new order under their absolute control. Their members span the globe, from high-ranking officials to gang leaders, forming an impenetrable dark empire.
Jiang Zhi's expression grew increasingly solemn. She carefully put away the documents in her hands and then picked up a few key booklets and stuffed them into her arms. Shen Qingchen's face was also filled with anger. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force. "We must make them pay!" Shen Qingchen gritted his teeth, his eyes burning with rage. It was the hatred for the murderer of his father, and the unwillingness to see justice trampled upon.
Jiang Zhi walked to Shen Qingchen and gently held his hand, giving him strength and comfort. "We will definitely do it. Now that we know the truth, we can't back down." Her voice was firm and powerful. Although she was exhausted and her voice was slightly hoarse, her eyes revealed a fearless light.
Shen Qingchen looked at Jiang Zhi, his heart filled with emotion and admiration. In this difficult time, they supported each other, their faith burning brighter and brighter like a torch in the darkness. They knew that what they shouldered now was not just personal grudges, but also the protection of justice and peace, the redemption of justice for those innocent people persecuted by the mysterious organization, and the restoration of light to the world.
Just as they were about to leave the chamber and resume the battle, the door suddenly shook violently, and the sound of frantic pounding could be heard from outside. Clearly, the mysterious organization had discovered their intrusion and was mobilizing forces to siege them. Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen exchanged a glance, quickly adjusting their stance, gripping their weapons tightly and adopting a defensive stance. They knew the ensuing battle would be even more brutal, but the truth was now clear, and they felt emboldened. Even if it meant risking their lives, they would fight this dark force to the bitter end.
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