Wang Xiaolan, seeing Zeng Weiwei fainted, called out to everyone, saying, "Quick, send her to the operating room. Save her life first."
Everyone stood there, saying reluctantly, "Let this kind of person die! Even if she's saved, she's still a social scum, a waste of the country's food..."
Li Gongan waved his hand and said, "Everyone, please stop talking! After all, this is a conflict among the people. Let's save the people first."
Everyone hurriedly carried Zeng Weiwei into the operating room...
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Zeng Qiang saw that the case had been taken over by the police, and he knew that Zeng Weiwei's fate would not be good. After all, her crimes were serious, and she would not be able to escape legal sanctions. Thinking of this, Zeng Qiang couldn't help but feel a deep sense of helplessness and sadness.
Zeng Qiang was deeply saddened to see his daughter, whom he had raised for over twenty years, embark on such a path of no return. However, facing reality, he had no choice but to accept it. Despite the pain, he knew he was powerless to change anything.
As Zeng Qiang watched Zeng Weiwei being carried away, a trace of grief and reluctance flashed in his eyes. He sighed softly, as if trying to melt all his pain and regret into that sigh. Then, he turned and quietly left with his men.
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Tang Minghui held the special pass that Tang Weiwei had stolen from home in his hand, a barely perceptible smile on his face. He swaggered towards the secret national weapons research base, secretly congratulating himself on the magical power of this pass.
He had no trouble getting through any checkpoints along the way. The guards, upon seeing the ID in his hand, saluted respectfully and let him pass. Tang Minghui was secretly delighted. These people had so easily believed his identity; they were truly naive.
Upon entering the research base, colleagues from various departments warmly greeted him and detailed their security measures and achievements. They proudly described the various advanced technologies and strict management systems, as if this was the safest place in the world. However, Tang Minghui sneered inwardly, thinking that these people were truly deceiving themselves.
He looked at the complicated security procedures and sophisticated equipment, and couldn't help but feel a sense of contempt. "These fools, do you think you can stop me like this?" He thought to himself, "I've already made it in. Your so-called security work is nothing more than this."
As time went by, Tang Minghui gained a deeper understanding of this research base.
This seemingly ordinary place actually hides countless remarkable scientific achievements and highly confidential weapons research and development programs. Every laboratory and every experiment exudes the charm of scientific and technological innovation, which makes people marvel at it.
At this moment, a surge of greed surged in his heart, thinking that if he could master these technologies in his own country, it would bring huge benefits. Not only would he be rewarded by his superiors, but he would also become a national hero.
He began secretly observing and recording key information, preparing to seek opportunities to steal more confidential information. He was fully aware of the dangers of this venture, but driven by greed, he no longer cared about anything else. In his eyes, as long as he could get what he wanted, everything was worth it.
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In the National Security Bureau.
Zeng Qiang was sitting at his desk, reading a document, when the phone suddenly rang. He picked up the phone and heard a middle-aged man's deep voice: "Chief Zeng, Tang Minghui has your special pass and has successfully passed the first ten checkpoints. Should we take action to close the net?"
Zeng Qiang smiled faintly and said confidently, "Don't worry, let him continue. I want to see where his final destination is."
The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment before saying, "Okay, Chief Zeng. But I need to remind you that he has already arrived at the door of the base's archives room."
Zeng Qiang was shocked upon hearing the news, but he quickly regained his composure. He stood up and walked to the large screen nearby, watching the surveillance footage. He saw Tang Minghui standing in front of the archives room, his expression tense yet determined.
"Interesting! This guy's really brave. He's worthy of being Country R's ace agent." Zeng Qiang's lips curled up slightly, a hint of sarcasm glittering in his eyes. His voice was tinged with disdain, as if he was full of disdain for the so-called "ace agent."
Zeng Qiang thought to himself: "This guy actually dared to sneak in here, huh! He really underestimated us. However, since he is here, don't think about leaving easily." His eyes became sharp, as if he was ready to deal with anything that might happen.
He knew that Tang Minghui's ability to break through numerous obstacles proved that he was also a master in this industry.
However, no matter how cunning the fox is, it cannot escape a good hunter.
Zeng Qiang said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Don't close the net for now. Let him jump around a few more times."
He recalled how he had spent countless days and nights trying to solve the case over the past few months, but he still couldn't find the whereabouts of this group of people. Just when everyone felt desperate, Zhao Lihan invented such a magical instrument, which finally helped them find a clue.
Zeng Qiang was filled with gratitude and admiration for Zhao Lihan. Without his wisdom and creativity, they might still be groping in the dark, unable to find any trace of the criminal gang. But now, with this instrument, they seemed to see the dawn of hope and were getting closer to success.
Thinking of this, he smiled easily and said to the other end of the phone, "Old Sun, as soon as he enters the archives room, we can close the net."
Tang Minghui stood in the archives room, wandering for a long time. He kept looking around and thought to himself: "How come I have such a smooth journey through such a highly confidential place?"
Tang Minghui stood in front of the archives room, filled with doubt and anxiety. He paced back and forth, scanning the surroundings, as if searching for answers in every corner.
This was a highly confidential area, storing a large amount of important intelligence and information. However, he had entered the area so easily, encountering no obstacles or security measures along the way. This made him begin to doubt the authenticity of the entire thing.
"How could I get into such a highly confidential place so easily?" Tang Minghui said to himself.
He knew that this intelligence was extremely valuable to their organization and was classified as Grade A. And now, he had arrived here effortlessly. It all seemed too unreal.
A thought flashed through his mind: Zeng Weiwei, this silly woman, couldn't possibly have such a high IQ. Could this be a deliberate trap set by Zeng Weiwei's father, Zeng Qiang, to trap him? Had she been discovered? Were the police using her to guide my actions?
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