A week later, the trial of the enemy agent case finally came to an end.
Under the relentless interrogation of special agents, coupled with some special methods.
Miyuki Nakajima and King of Spades confessed to everything in a short period of time.
Miyuki Nakajima, having only been there for a little over a year, has only been involved in this one case so far, and has not yet been successful.
And the crimes committed by the veteran agent, King of Spades, are simply countless.
The most famous case among them is the bombing incident that occurred when the country was founded.
Why bring up this case in detail? Because it involves one person.
It should be noted that a regimental commander was killed in this case, and that regimental commander was none other than Ning Dazhuang's father, Ning Qingyu.
It seems like fate had its own plan. The mastermind behind this case—K of Spades—could never have imagined it.
More than a decade later, he was captured and brought back by Ning Qingyu's son and son-in-law.
It really proves the old saying: what goes around comes around, and no one escapes the wrath of Heaven.
When Ning Dazhuang learned of the interrogation results, he burst into tears. He never imagined that he would have the chance to avenge his great enemy in this lifetime.
Afterwards, he wiped away his tears and first called his mother to report the good news to Wang Guiying.
When Wang Guiying learned of this news over the phone, she also burst into tears on the spot, feeling both sad and very gratified.
In the end, it was Ning Dazhuang who finally managed to coax his mother down.
After making that call, Ning Dazhuang called his sister and Sun Zhengguo separately, and told them the same thing.
Ning Xiaowei's reaction was similar to her mother's; she both cried and laughed.
Sun Zhengguo, on the other hand, was unfazed. After all, he had never met his father-in-law. He simply offered some words of comfort over the phone and remarked that karma was a vicious cycle.
The verdict was delivered just two days after the trial concluded.
As expected, everyone involved in this case, from top to bottom, even the smallest extra, will ultimately end up as a free peanut (a metaphor for being exploited).
With the execution scheduled for tomorrow, Ning Dazhuang couldn't sit still any longer and went to find Political Commissar Yang.
"Political Commissar, I have a favor to ask of you?"
Political Commissar Yang, who was reviewing documents, saw Ning Dazhuang's expression and knew what he wanted to ask for, so he earnestly advised him.
“Dazhuang, I know what you’re trying to do! But it’s against the rules, so why are you so insistent?”
"Political Commissar, everything else is negotiable, but you must help me with this. As a son, if I can't avenge my father's death, am I even human?"
Ning Dazhuang spoke again, his gaze resolute.
"Sigh!" Political Commissar Yang sighed. "It was all for your own good, and you...?"
Political Commissar Yang didn't know what to say next; he understood Ning Dazhuang's feelings.
But the higher authorities did have such regulations, and he also didn't want the child to lose himself in hatred, so...
"Political Commissar Yang, I know you mean well, but I still beg you to help me. Even if it means taking off this uniform, I will do it without complaint or regret."
Ning Dazhuang gritted his teeth and painfully uttered these words against his will.
This also demonstrates his determination: if things don't work out, he will leave.
This statement also angered Political Commissar Yang.
"Bang!"
"Nonsense."
Political Commissar Yang slammed his hand on the table, pointed at Ning Dazhuang's nose, and began to curse.
"This is the military, not a game where you can come and go as you please. This is disorganization and lack of discipline..."
Faced with Political Commissar Yang's furious outburst, Ning Dazhuang didn't say a word and just stood there quietly.
He waited until Political Commissar Yang was tired of scolding before sitting down again. Then he looked Ning Dazhuang up and down, left and right, as if trying to see through him.
After a moment, he asked seriously, "Are you prepared to pack your bags and leave if I don't let you participate in this operation?"
Ning Dazhuang remained silent when questioned by Political Commissar Yang.
But silence doesn't mean there's no answer; Political Commissar Yang had already found the answer in his resolute face.
"Hey! I owe you this, don't let it happen again."
After a moment of silence, Political Commissar Yang finally chose to compromise.
When Ning Dazhuang saw that Political Commissar Yang had agreed, a sly look immediately appeared on his face.
"Thank you, Uncle Yang! I knew you would help me..."
"Get out of here, you little brat! How dare you threaten me? I get angry just looking at you. Get as far away from me as possible!"
At this moment, Political Commissar Yang resembled a wounded tiger, adopting an unapproachable demeanor.
"Oh, Uncle Yang, don't be angry. It's not worth it. Just pretend I was never here. I'll leave right now."
Ning Dazhuang retreated towards the door with a forced smile on his face.
"return."
Ning Dazhuang, who was about to retreat to the door, heard him being called and quickly came back in.
"Uncle Yang, do you have any further instructions?"
"snort!"
"I'm warning you, if I hear you spouting nonsense like 'take off your uniform' again, I'll skin you alive."
Political Commissar Yang spoke this time without any personal feelings, appearing very serious.
Upon seeing this, Ning Dazhuang quickly stood at attention, saluted, and loudly promised.
"Yes, Political Commissar."
“I promise you, if I make the same mistake again, I will pack my bags and leave without you having to say a word.”
Well! This inappropriate wording immediately provoked a backlash from Political Commissar Yang.
"Get out! Get out! I think you're just trying to drive me crazy..."
Seeing that Political Commissar Yang was angry again, Ning Dazhuang quickly fled the office.
It wasn't until he returned to his office that Ning Dazhuang understood why he had been scolded again.
The next day at noon, five or six trucks, plus three jeeps, arrived in a large convoy and stopped in a deserted, open area on the outskirts of the city.
As soon as the car stopped, a group of fully armed People's Liberation Army soldiers jumped off the vehicle and then pulled all the criminals off the vehicle.
At this moment, several jeeps following behind also stopped, and the people in the vehicles began to get out one after another, including Ning Dazhuang.
That's right, today is the day these enemy agents are to be executed, and the supervising officer leading the team is Ning Dazhuang.
Soon, a group of enemy agents, bound hand and foot, lined up and knelt on the open ground in front.
"Reporting to the captain, the execution preparations are complete. Please give instructions."
With everything ready, a soldier ran up to report.
"Verify identity."
"yes."
After issuing the order, Ning Dazhuang and several other cadres arrived at the execution site, awaiting the final moment.
"Spare me! My crimes don't deserve to die, please spare me!..."
"I don't want to die! Please let me go! Please... Waaaaah..."
"..."
The few people at the scene, knowing they were doomed, could only close their eyes and remain silent.
But those few traitors and lackeys were crying and begging for a last chance to live.
The soldiers ignored this and continued to verify his identity.
After all the checks were completed, a soldier reported again.
"Reporting to the captain, all identities have been verified, there are no problems, please give instructions."
"Execute."
At Ning Dazhuang's command, no verdict was announced; only the sound of soldiers pulling back their rifle bolts could be heard.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
With each gunshot, the criminals kneeling on the ground began to fall one by one.
The warriors only stopped when the last ringleader—the King of Spades—was apprehended.
Just as Black Spade K himself was wondering, Ning Dazhuang provided the answer.
He drew a pistol from his waist and came up behind the King of Spades.
The other accompanying officials turned their heads away as if they hadn't seen anything.
"Bang!"
With a gunshot, the King of Spades fell to the ground, ending his sinful life.
From beginning to end, Ning Dazhuang didn't utter a single unnecessary word until he saw his father's killer fall to the ground.
A sense of relief welled up in his heart instantly.
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