Chapter 902: The Blackbird and the Crow, in the end, flew away separately.
"The mole was you all along—"
On the slightly rocking fishing boat, the two men, guns raised and aimed at each other, found themselves in a difficult standoff.
On one side was a policeman still in uniform, his hair neatly combed, his face full of righteous indignation. Even in the face of the current situation, he did not show much expression, but just smiled faintly, as if he were looking at a criminal who did not know how to turn back, casting the righteous judgment of the law on every sinner equally.
On the other side was a gangster wearing a black leather jacket, with a buzz cut and a scar on his cheek that seemed to be from a gang fight. His eyes were sinister and fierce, with the chill of a lone wolf... The scar and the hairstyle seemed to prove that this person was a ruthless person in his early years and had done many bad things. He was not a good person by nature.
It should be a stark contrast between good and evil, black and white, but when you see this scene, the impression that should be clearly black and white, good and bad, seems to constantly challenge your rational mind.
It seems that at this moment, the roles on both sides should be reversed.
The police officer in uniform, who was highly respected in the eyes of everyone, was the bad guy at this moment, while the gangsters who should have been the bad guys were the police who arrested the criminals.
A gust of wind blew by, and the boat beneath their feet swayed slightly, but neither side took their eyes off the other.
They were both staring intently at each other.
"Why?"
This is something that Chen Zihui still can't understand, even now, at this very last moment.
After all, no one could have imagined it would end up like this.
Their relationship was once that of mentor and friend, but in the blink of an eye, they have gone their separate ways.
Chen Zihui's face showed pain: "How many people have you bribed over the years? How many people are your scapegoats, or rather—whose scapegoat are you?"
Even at this moment, Officer Liu did not reveal any flaws. He did not answer Chen Zihui's question, but simply turned his head to look behind him, as if waiting for something.
A few seconds later, the familiar horn sounded.
A smile finally appeared on his face.
When those usually friendly, squinty eyes opened again, only mockery remained: "At this point, why bother asking any more questions?
All of that was no longer important in the first place.
Nobody cares about the answer.
There are countless reasons to forcibly whitewash a bad person's transformation into a good one.
But when a good person turns into a bad person, no matter how many reasons they give, they will only be seen as making excuses.
Therefore, Liu Jincheng ultimately chose to say nothing.
At least they can preserve the last shred of dignity between them.
However, Chen Zihui was clearly not going to back down at this moment. Instead, he took a step closer and reached out to grab the other person.
The next moment, gunshots rang out!
Almost without hesitation, the two sides immediately began fighting.
The ship, which had already been drifting towards the high seas, began to rock violently at this moment.
Liu Jincheng's elbow strike sent Chen Zihui crashing off the boat!
Chen Zihui could only quickly grab the edge of the boat and look up at Liu Jincheng.
That look in his eyes was incredibly complex.
Liu Jincheng did not hesitate at all. He raised the gun in his hand and aimed it at him, ready to pull the trigger.
However, at this critical moment, another person behind him raised a gun and pressed it against his head.
A deep, masculine voice rang out: "Officer Liu, let's leave it at that!"
Liu Jincheng was stunned, and Chen Zihui also breathed a sigh of relief.
But there was a hint of complexity and melancholy in his relaxed expression.
The humming of other yachts could also be heard nearby!
Several specialized police boats arrived almost instantly, surrounding the vessel.
Liu Jincheng's face turned cold: "You actually showed up here?"
As he turned slightly to the side, Wei Dong's expressionless face appeared in his peripheral vision.
—The guy who took the blame for him and became the object of everyone's suspicion should still be detained and under investigation.
Instead of appearing on this ship that is about to escape to the high seas.
At that moment, what was there left to not understand?
Liu Jincheng sneered: "I thought I was ruthless enough, but I didn't expect you to be even more ruthless than me."
Years ago, he sold his faith and soul for profit.
Years later, in order to catch him, this guy was willing to get tainted by the mud and bear a lot of suspicion and infamy.
Liu Jincheng had no idea that he possessed such a great "attraction".
Wei Dong, however, was somewhat smug. He simply held up his gun, slowly walked to the side of the boat, and said calmly, "You are already surrounded. Instead of adding a charge of murder to your name, you should think about how you should kneel down and repent to all those you have betrayed after you get ashore."
He then steadily held the gun in one hand and reached out the other towards Chen Zihui.
Without any hesitation, Chen Zihui immediately tried to raise his hand—
Soon enough, with their hands clasped together, Chen Zihui was dragged back onto the boat.
Wei Dong's "threat" clearly silenced Liu Jincheng, who did not fire his gun in response.
Because he was surrounded at that moment, there was no point in him doing those things.
Chen Zihui slumped to the side of the boat with difficulty, staring silently at Liu Jincheng for a long time without saying a word.
He knew that if Wei Dong hadn't appeared in time, Liu Jincheng would have really shot him.
The past affections were now a mess, and his persistent questions seemed like a joke at this moment.
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In fact, Wei Dong's arrival at the Major Crimes Unit was a setup from the very beginning.
Even before the story began, their internal investigation team had already uncovered a mole within the police department by following a lead.
Therefore, they learned the code name "Crow," and this mole was actually just a scapegoat planted by "Crow" in advance. However, before he could play his role, he accidentally revealed his true colors in another incident and was caught and thoroughly investigated by the internal investigation team.
However, there was no clue about the scapegoat, who was even more deeply hidden within the police department. All that was known was that his code name was "Crow," that he had been bribed many years ago, and that he was still using his position to help bribe other police officers or corrupt high-ranking officials within the department.
This matter is very serious, and the leadership attaches great importance to it, immediately establishing a secret investigation team.
So Chen Zihui went undercover in the shadows to investigate, while Wei Dong, in the open, discreetly explored the general scope of suspicion and gradually replaced the already arrested "scapegoat." Using his true identity as bait, he tricked the mole in the higher-ups into setting a trap for him, thus completely "controlling" him and bringing him into the mole's camp to collect more evidence.
By employing a two-pronged approach, they finally caught their opponent by the skin of their teeth.
They walked this path for four years.
Chen Zihui didn't know if he would die in a gang fight, and Wei Dong didn't know if his involvement would backfire and make him a policeman with an indelible stain on his reputation. But they both knew that no matter how difficult the road was, they had to keep going.
One Liu Jincheng doesn't represent anything.
They were investigating a network of bribery and corruption, a criminal organization that used organized crime to corrupt the police and gradually used money to erode their internal, shocking industrial chain!
Before the truth was revealed, they doubted everyone, including their leaders, colleagues, and partners who worked with them, but they never stopped moving forward.
And finally, all of this has come to an end.
—Even though this is the outcome none of them wanted to see.
Chen Zihui's persistent persuasion was ultimately met with the cold muzzle of a gun.
He tilted his head back, squinted at the distance, and let out a long sigh.