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[Deep Lurk]

[Episode 16]

Don't you want to know

who killed Instructor Teng?

If you do,

cooperate with us.

The potassium cyanide on his dagger

was applied by you, wasn't it?

That's just your guess.

Without evidence,

it's pure slander.

When a person is cornered,

it's inevitable that they'll act out of desperation.

I can understand that

you are resorting to such measures

for self-preservation.

But I will never

let you get away with it.

Although you haven't admitted it,

you also haven't denied it.

You're just trying to trick me

to see whether I have evidence or not.

You can't possibly have any evidence.

Then why did you come to Teng Ping's dormitory?

What was in there was probably potassium cyanide.

You wanted to lead people

to think that Teng Ping

poisoned the dagger himself.

You really have a knack for

speaking off the cuff, I must say.

Three days ago,

Deputy Commander of Changsha City Defense, Jin Guoqiang,

was killed in a car accident

on his way back to the city.

The driver who caused the accident was a supply delivery driver

named Qian Dahai.

Now, are you going to say

that Qian Dahai had a drinking problem,

and yet he was tasked with delivering supplies to the base?

Look at that.

If you weren't so stubborn,

our conversation could go much smoother.

Don't ask me about Qian Dahai.

If you really want to know,

ask Ke Jingping.

You mean to say

Qian Dahai used to be under Chief Ke.

He was seriously injured during a mission,

while covering for Chief Ke.

That's why Chief Ke

used his connections to get him this job.

It seems you know everything there is to know.

But what does Qian Dahai have to do with today's incident?

Don't rush me.

Qian Dahai was supposed to leave the city that day to deliver goods.

He wasn't planning to drink,

but Teng Ping brought him a bottle of liquor.

Qian.

Instructor Teng.

Are you heading out?

I'm going out of town to deliver some goods later.

This is some good wine

from my hometown.

Try it.

Well...

This... this isn't appropriate.

What's wrong with that?

Look at all the nice things

you've brought me from outside.

-Take it. -This...

Take it.

Don't be so polite,

or I'll get mad.

Well, alright then.

Thank you very much.

Take care.

Good wine.

Qian Dahai had a drinking problem.

Once he saw the alcohol, he couldn't resist.

He drank the whole bottle

on his way back to the city.

Although the bottle was taken away by someone else,

the autopsy report clearly stated

that his stomach was full of alcohol.

Did you see Teng Ping give Qian Dahai the wine?

Someone thought that by taking away the bottle,

they could cover up the truth.

But what Qian Dahai drank was Hengchang Maotai,

which has a very distinctive aroma.

And it was precisely this unique fragrance

that exposed the person who gave Qian Dahai the liquor—

it was Teng Ping.

Is that so?

Hengchang Maotai has very limited production

and is basically only sold in Maotai Town.

And Teng Ping

just so happens to be from there.

A few days ago,

his family sent him a whole case of it.

Even if Teng Ping gave the bottle to Qian Dahai,

how could he be sure

that Qian Dahai would

hit Jin Guoqiang before entering the city?

Because Qian Dahai wasn't the one driving—

it was you.

Instructor Zhang.

I need to run some errands in the city.

Give me a ride.

Hop in, hop in.

Why did you drink so much?

Can you even drive?

It's okay.

I'm fine.

Fine?

Let me drive instead.

You saw me driving as well?

Of course not.

However, the passenger seat had a strong smell of alcohol,

and Qian Dahai's right hand was injured.

Didn't you notice this detail?

When you crashed into Jin Guoqiang's car

and hastily moved Qian Dahai

back to the driver's seat,

you must've overlooked this minor detail.

Instructor Zhang,

how could you make such a rookie mistake?

When Wen Yeming and I arrived,

you suspected we were here

to investigate the unknown signal from that day.

You wanted to find a scapegoat.

And keeping Teng Ping alive

was too dangerous for you.

So,

you came up with this plan to kill him with another's hand.

Now, you'll say that

everything I've said is just slander against you, won't you?

But I was the eyewitness

who saw you applying the poison to the dagger that day.

Teng Ping had always secretly admired Wen Yeming.

When he saw the two of us

working so closely together,

jealousy consumed him.

You knew him well.

You knew he couldn't stand it

and would challenge me.

Once he lost,

he'd become enraged

and irrational,

perhaps even harboring a desire to kill me.

And once that murderous intent arose, there could only be two outcomes:

Either he dies,

allowing you to get rid of him using me as your pawn.

Or I die,

in which case people would naturally suspect Teng Ping.

No one would trust him anymore.

Right?

It's a pity though;

it's such a brilliant deduction,

yet no one else will hear it.

Is the murderer of Myna

hiding with you?

Who's your superior?

You've met them before, haven't you?

Aren't you a war hero?

Don't bother trying to get anything out of me.

With me,

you'll get nothing.

We finally managed to catch one alive,

and now he was shot dead.

Did you forget what I told you before we set out?

Didn't I specifically say

we needed him alive?

Yes, you did.

Then why did you kill him?

Why's he so mad?

This guy saw Zhang Hua

pointing a gun at Director Ling's head

and panicked.

Then he shot Zhang Hua dead.

So of course Director Ling got furious.

We'll deal with this later.

Yes, sir.

What a waste.

If we had kept Zhang Hua alive,

he might've been useful for breaking into

the Japanese spy network.

Dismissed!

All that effort for nothing.

Indeed, a pity.

Both Teng Ping and Zhang Hua

were excellent agents.

There's nothing to pity.

This is the fate of traitors.

Well,

you knew Teng Ping had a crush on you,

didn't you?

That's his business.

It has nothing to do with me.

You really don't act like a woman.

Most girls would feel a bit pleased,

maybe even flattered,

if they knew someone had a crush on them.

But you? You're always so stiff,

completely obsessed with your work.

Don't you have any other interests

or hobbies besides work?

This is me.

If it bothers you, then too bad—you'll just have to deal with it.

I'm not changing for anyone.

Fine.

But you know,

that ruthless streak of yours is actually pretty captivating.

After all, a poisonous flower is still a flower.

Here, Mom.

Take it slow.

Mom! Mom! Mom!

Mom.

Ma'am.

Mom.

What's wrong

with her?

Should we take her to the hospital?

It's her old condition acting up again.

I didn't expect it to flare up.

Mom,

lie down for a while.

I'll go get you some medicine.

Huang,

come with me.

Put on your police uniform.

Is this medicine fake?

My mother-in-law took it, but it hasn't helped at all.

She's been vomiting non-stop—

her face is all yellow.

Isn't that right, Huang?

Yeah, that's right.

Oh, Mrs. Tang,

you're wronging me here.

My medicine

is as genuine as gold!

I've told you before,

your mother-in-law's illness is rooted deep.

It's been with her for years.

There's no cure.

The medicine just keeps her going

for a couple more years.

Watch your mouth!

Are you saying we shouldn't treat her?

If your own mother got sick,

would you just let her wait to die?

I didn't mean that.

I always say,

your devotion is admirable.

Go and bring him in.

-Yes. -It's unmatched in our entire area.

We just received those herbs.

For some reason, I can't seem to get the count right.

You check them out.

Alright.

You take care of things here.

I'll go take a look inside.

Mrs. Tang, have some tea.

Mrs. Tang.

He doesn't know how to talk properly.

Please don't take offense.

Madam.

Then tell me.

What should we do?

Don't worry, we'll resolve this for you.

Mrs. Jin,

do you have any instructions?

Is Captain Tang's mother

really that frail?

She's only hanging on because of the medicine.

Without it, she would've died long ago.

But honestly, staying alive like this

is just prolonging her suffering.

Then give her better medicine.

You mean...

Make sure she doesn't die.

But make her condition worse.

The sicker she looks, the better.

[Chief Office]

At this point,

it was clear that a massive spy network

had already infiltrated every corner of Changsha.

Aside from the operatives that had been identified,

who else was involved?

Where were they?

What information were they transmitting daily?

These were the urgent questions

that Ke Jingping needed to figure out next.

The person lurking in the shadows,

controlling this web,

and taking Myna's cipher key...

Who could they be?

Come in.

Where is he?

Dead.

Explain.

He pointed a gun at me

and was taken out by a sniper.

Didn't I tell your team to keep him alive?

I've already disciplined the shooter.

But ultimately, it's my negligence.

I'm willing to take full responsibility.

Chief,

given the circumstances,

the sniper had no choice.

Zhang Hua had gone completely rogue,

ready to take someone down with him.

If he hadn't fired,

Director Ling might have been in real danger.

Excuses are for the incompetent.

If you were more careful,

none of this would have happened.

Do you understand what this outcome means?

We gained nothing.

What I wanted wasn't a corpse—

I needed someone who could

help us tear open this Japanese spy network.

A dead Zhang Hua is worthless.

Since Myna returned to Changsha,

we've been spinning our wheels.

The only real progress we've made

is thanks to Yun Hongshen's solo efforts.

You two are the most capable people I have,

but right now,

you're both letting me down.

Hello?

Chief Ke,

is there still no progress?

We're still investigating.

Spare me the formalities.

I need a concrete timeline.

This situation is complex.

I can't give you an exact timeframe.

Do you have any idea how many soldiers are dying

on the frontlines every day?

You need to move faster—

get it done as soon as possible.

Chief,

don't worry.

It's not like we walked away empty-handed.

I dug into Zhang Hua's call logs

and found he received a suspicious call

on the day Jin Guoqiang was killed.

If the caller

is indeed his accomplice,

then we have a lead.

If we can get that person to talk,

it'll be a huge breakthrough

for our next move.

Sure, we'll investigate

but don't get your hopes up.

The moment Jin Guoqiang died,

whoever called Zhang Hua would've gone underground.

And now with Zhang Hua gone,

anyone connected to him will vanish too.

Like I said earlier,

we're stuck in place.

I've got an idea.

Go on.

Zhang Hua said I've met his superior.

Wasn't that just a smokescreen he released

to distract you

so he could grab you?

That's exactly what I thought at first.

But looking back,

there's more to it than that.

The whole "what's real is false, and what's false is real" thing.

While it was meant to be misleading,

he still revealed an important piece of intel.

It suggests that you might

actually know one of their operatives.

So,

if I just review all the people I've met recently,

narrow down the potential suspects,

and then investigate them one by one,

we might be able to make some progress.

Then get to it, quickly.

If you have any other leads,

you better share them now.

If your arrogance ends up

hindering our investigation,

you won't be able to handle the consequences.

Director Ling,

since I joined the base,

aside from sleeping and going to the bathroom,

all my actions have been open and transparent.

I was the one who searched Teng Ping's room,

but he's just a small fry,

not of much value.

As for Zhang Hua's room and office,

you and Wen Yeming already went through them.

I didn't touch anything.

I don't have more leads than you do,

so what do you want me to say?

I'm not talking about Zhang Hua.

What I want to know is the real reason

why you haven't handed over the codebook.

What if I refuse to tell you?

Are you going to have the Chief lock me up again?

Yes.

Because you don't want to be locked up.

There are things

you don't trust others

to handle for you, right?

Director Ling,

that's just how he is.

Wen Yeming, stay out of this.

I'm asking him.

-Stop arguing! -Say something!

I allow you to have your own opinions,

but right now, focus on the bigger picture.

Yun Hongshen,

get me a list of the suspects as soon as possible.

I'll personally vet each one.

I'll also draft the entire operation plan myself.

Yes, sir.

Everything we discussed today

stays confidential.

Understood.

-Understood. -Understood.

Today,

I received a tip-off call.

They said Li Miaohan

was fooling around with a married man

in her usual private room.

Captain,

we really got a report like that?

Strangely enough,

there were a bunch of tip-offs today.

I've recorded them all.

How I word them

is my business.

And even if someone

investigates these reports later,

as long as you and I keep silent,

no one will ever the truth

even if someone finds him.

Got it?

Understood, Captain.

I know where my loyalties lie.

I understand you're doing this for me.

If anyone ever asks,

I'll never sell you out.

Whoa, no need to be so dramatic.

I'm just warning you

to keep that mouth of yours in check,

especially after you've had a few drinks.

If the NBIS ever catches wind of this,

none of us will be able to get out of it.

Alright.

Got it, Captain.

[Changsha Hotel]

You guys need to be more careful in the future.

If you get reported again,

you won't get off so easily next time.

Yes, yes, yes.

Thank you.

The informant only said

that Li Miaohan often hangs out

in her private room with married men.

But they didn't give any specifics.

I'm curious—

who's it supposed to be?

That room is mainly for business meetings.

Whenever clients come,

there are attendants present.

There's no fooling around happening there.

Then she must've offended someone,

and now they're out to get her.

Maybe not here,

but she could've been doing something elsewhere.

It's no surprise someone would want to go after her.

We're just caught in the crossfire.

That's true.

So, who usually

visits her here?

I don't know all of them.

There's a director named Liu,

some producers, and occasionally

that Chamber of Commerce Chairman, Chairman Zong.

Chairman Zong?

Yes.

Zong Fang?

Yes, yes, yes.

Got it.

That's enough for now.

Alright.

Take care.

Grandma,

as long as the medicine works,

just let me know when you need more,

and I'll get it for you.

I can't keep letting you spend money on this.

Just tell Hongqi the names of the herbal doctors

and pharmacies where you get the calming medicine.

He can handle it from now on.

Alright.

Have some tea first.

Thank you, Grandma.

Mi Lan,

your injury looks better than yesterday.

The swelling's almost gone.

It was never a big deal, really.

You're just

making a fuss.

Miss Mi Lan,

it must be lonely for you

to be all by yourself.

Feel free to visit us more often.

I'd love to.

This place feels so much like home.

Well, it is a home.

And whenever you visit,

you can keep me company.

Don't be fooled by how Hongqi and Hongshen are always coming and going.

They're boys, after all—

there are some things I just can't talk to them about.

Of course.

As long as you don't mind,

I'll be happy to come by and chat with you.

Mind?

I'd be thrilled to have you over.

Grandma,

I'm back.

Shen is back.

Look at your energy—

you clearly didn't have a hard time.

I was just in training, not being tortured.

How could it have been hard?

Maybe no torture,

but I bet you were out there getting your hands dirty.

Look how messy you are!

Go on,

change your clothes.

Must've gotten dusty by accident.

Alright, Grandma,

I'll head upstairs to change.

Mi Lan, you just sit and relax.

Grandma,

I'll go help him change.

These two brothers—always teasing

and roughhousing the moment they see each other,

but deep down, they're close.

They're grown men

and still act like kids.

Come on, let's have some tea.

Hongqi,

why the sneaky look?

There's news

on Li Miaohan.

That fast?

Yeah. I've got a buddy named Gangzi

who's a small-time boss at Guangyi Rickshaw Company.

He's got quite a few men under him.

Guangyi Rickshaw Company

has different territories.

Gangzi's territory includes

the upscale spots Li Miaohan frequents.

He tracked

her recent secret meetups,

and I've got all the details in this notebook.

Plus, another friend of mine,

Rat,

who's an expert at digging up

rumors from the shadows,

gave me more info,

which I've also written down.

How's that?

Pretty detailed

thorough,

and useful, huh?

It's definitely detailed.

But honestly,

there's not a lot of valuable information here.

[Qu Wenzhi's Defection]

Hongqi,

you've been a great help this time!

I'm quite useful, aren't I?

Helped you just when you needed it,

huh?

Of course.

My big brother is a big shot in Changsha,

with connections everywhere.

Here,

give the big shot a back massage!

Cut the flattery.

Didn't you just say

there wasn't much useful info?

So why the sudden change of heart?

That bit about Li Miaohan having an affair

with Qu Wenzhi—that's crucial.

And her purchasing a huge amount of cigars

might seem innocent

since she's known as a socialite in Changsha,

but I'm more interested

in the man she's giving those cigars to.

This gives me

a reference point.

For what?

Li Miaohan

is directly linked to

several recent suspicious events.

Qu Wenzhi's defection,

Myna's murder,

Jin Guoqiang's car accident—

how could one person

be involved in so many incidents?

Unless

she herself is

part of these events.

I've known Li Miaohan for years,

but I never imagined

she could be working for the Japanese.

But she couldn't be

the one who killed Myna, right?

Didn't you say there were men's shoe prints

on the windowsill in the bathroom?

I've been trying to figure out

how Qu Wenzhi was turned,

but now it seems clear—

Li Miaohan was used to sway Qu Wenzhi.

As for Jin Guoqiang's car accident, there were two reasons behind it.

First,

it was a setup.

The Japanese

wanted to pin the blame on him,

making people believe

he was the one who killed Myna.

Second,

it was to divert suspicion away from Li Miaohan.

If she were exposed,

the person behind her would be in serious danger.

So the assassin we saw

at the Hongyun Tea House—

it wasn't the person you mentioned.

He was just an operative.

Right.

That killer is part of her network.

But who we're really after

is the one pulling the strings.

Hongqi, I'm not thirsty.

By the way, before you got back,

Huang had called me.

He mentioned that Li Miaohan

has a private room at the Changsha Hotel

that she uses for serious meetings.

A lot of influential people

frequent it,

some of whom were also

at that fundraising event that night.

Here's what I'm thinking.

If Li Miaohan was meeting these people

right under everyone's noses,

doesn't that mean

they're less likely to be involved?

We can probably rule them out, right?

Who are we talking about?

All familiar faces.

Remember that guy at the gala

who accused our father of being a traitor?

Xu Heng.

Seems like Yun Muzhi's sons have thick skin—

still showing their faces

after their old man's disgrace.

Yeah, that bastard.

He invested in a film company

and is now one of Li Miaohan's bosses.

Then there's Chairman Zong from the Changsha Chamber of Commerce;

he also has some personal connections with her,

so he's a frequent visitor to that private room.

Xu Heng's rise to prominence is recent,

so I don't know much about him.

But I've dealt with

Zong Fang before.

He's quite the social player—

not exactly reputable,

but not outright scandalous either.

Both of their names

showed up in this notebook.

The difference is that

she never brought them back to her place for the night.

So does that indirectly prove

that her relationship with these two

isn't that deep?

No.

Hongqi,

sometimes, the cleaner the relationship appears,

the more it's a cover.

We can't rule

these two out just yet.

Got it.

Young Masters,

dinner's ready!

Coming.

Let's go.

Here.

Mi Lan,

-you should eat more. -Thank you, Grandma.

You know,

You're a bit too thin.

It's not good for girls to be so skinny.

Thank you, Grandma.

Jingyu,

if you're free after dinner,

how about

I treat you to a movie?

A movie?

The Head Nurse gave me two tickets,

and I don't have anyone to go with.

Would you join me?

I have some work to do later.

Why don't you ask Young Master to go with you?

He's free today.

Girls can be shy.

She'll feel

more comfortable if you go.

[Lily Cinema]

I'm so sorry.

I hope one day

you can also find your ideal partner.

Please don't go.

Thank you.

It's all fake—

they're just acting.

Movies are just for fun;

no need to take it so seriously.

But she acted so well.

It felt so real.

Actually, I used to really like her.

I even imagined

how nice it would be if I could

meet her in person and have a meal together.

That's not hard.

I can arrange it.

You two can have dinner,

and you can ask her yourself

what kind of man she likes.

Shen, are you alright?

Did you hurt yourself?

Hongqi, I'm fine.

Something urgent came up, and I need to go.

Can you take Miss Mi Lan home?

Alright.

I'm heading out now—don't worry.

Be careful.

-And come back early. -Okay.

Who's there?

It's me.

What are you doing here?

I need to talk to you.

It's really important.

If you don't listen,

you'll definitely regret it.

Get to the point.

Say it and leave.

Do you actually have anything to say?

I've made two significant discoveries.

Spit it out.

I knew it—

only work catches your interest.

This is my first time visiting your place,

and you won't even offer me a drink.

How about offering me a glass of water?

Fine,

I'll get it myself.

First,

I've confirmed that Li Miaohan is a Japanese spy.

second,

the assassin who appeared at the Boya Tea House

is likely Li Miaohan's actual lover.

How did you figure out

their relationship?

I just watched a movie starring Li Miaohan.

There was a scene

where her lover betrays her.

As she watched him leave, she looked heartbroken.

That scene was acted so convincingly.

The way she looked at her lover in the film

reminded me of her expression

outside the Changsha Hotel that day.

When she looked at Jin Guoqiang,

there was no emotion at all—

it seemed so fake.

But when she looked at that assassin,

there were genuine feelings in her eyes.

That's right.

That makes sense now.

At the scene of Jin Guoqiang's car crash,

the person who killed him using shattered glass

was that assassin.

He could've used

a quicker method,

but he chose the most painful

and humiliating way.

He was venting his anger.

This confirms my theory with the Chief.

Zhang Hua knew I had met his accomplice,

so he tried to trap me into exposing myself.

The level of detail he knew

shows how deeply connected he is

with the mastermind.

Can you think about it?

About giving me a chance

to stay by your side?

Maybe I could protect you,

maybe even give you a home.

You don't have to envy others—

you can have that kind of love too.

You're someone

who deserves to be cherished.

Even if it's not me who gives you that love,

I'd still be happy for you.

Last night, when I was helping you,

I noticed your arm felt cold.

It's summer,

and last night wasn't that chilly.

Yet your arm was still cold.

This means your circulation is weak.

Ejiao is a good remedy.

It would be good for you.

As a spy,

you must never develop feelings,

especially during a mission.

Getting emotionally attached to your target

is dangerous.

It could harm

both you and him.

Kunwu's painting

was not just a set of instructions;

it was also a reminder

that I can't develop feelings for Hongqi.

I'll be careful.

I'll be careful.

Mi Lan?

What's wrong?

Yun Hongqi.

Don't waste your efforts.

There's no future for us.

Mi Lan.

Don't misunderstand.

I would never force you into anything.

But the way you're treating me

makes me feel troubled.

I never wanted

to become the mistress

of a prestigious family.

I come from a humble background, with little experience.

I don't want to be mocked

by your well-connected friends.

I have nothing in common

with other socialites;

I don't fit into your world.

Besides, you just said

my health is poor.

I might not be able to bear children.

I can't fulfill

the role of

a proper wife and mother.

Mi Lan,

none of that matters to me.

I only care about your well-being.

Everything else is irrelevant.

But it matters to me.

Living in that kind of environment

would drive me insane.

Besides, how long

would your feelings for me last?

Sooner or later,

you'll realize I'm not as good as you think.

I could be terrible,

and eventually, you'll lose interest.

If you weren't from the Yun family...

If you weren't Young Master Yun...

Zhang Hua is a dear friend of mine.

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