The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

Huang Dinghai's mind went blank, his ears were ringing, and he didn't hear a word Sha Ruijin said afterward. Missing? How could that be? Wasn't Feipeng supposed to be on a glorious and arduous mission? How could he suddenly disappear?

"Comrade Dinghai, please don't get agitated. I've already ordered the public security system to conduct a full-scale search..." Sha Ruijin on the other end of the phone was still trying to explain, but his voice sounded so weak and pale, as if he was trying to absolve himself.

"Stop giving me that nonsense! Let me tell you, Sha Ruijin, if Feipeng loses even a single hair, I'll never forgive you!" Huang Dinghai suddenly snapped out of his daze, his anger blazing, and smashed his phone to pieces.

Enraged, Huang Dinghai slammed his cigar to the ground, instantly burning a charred mark on the expensive wool carpet. His eyes were bloodshot, and his chest heaved violently, like an enraged lion about to unleash a deafening roar.

"Useless! You're all a bunch of useless trash!" he roared through gritted teeth, his voice filled with barely suppressed anger and fear. "So many people, and you can't even keep an eye on one person?! What use are you bunch of useless trash to me?!"

The atmosphere in the office instantly plummeted to freezing point. The secretary and several senior assistants fell silent, heads bowed, not daring to breathe. They had never seen Huang Dinghai so out of control. The usually composed and authoritative leader was now like a volcano about to erupt, ready to engulf them at any moment.

Huang Dinghai grew angrier the more he thought about it. He grabbed the documents on the table and slammed them to the ground. Among the scattered documents was a photograph of a young man. The man in the photo had striking features and a commanding presence; it was none other than his missing son, Huang Feipeng.

"Feipeng, Feipeng, where are you...?" Huang Dinghai slumped weakly into a chair, covering his face with his hands, his voice trembling. He couldn't accept this cruel reality. His son, the son on whom he had placed so much hope, how could he have just vanished into thin air?

He knew that Huang Feipeng's mission was extremely dangerous, but he never imagined that something would happen to his son.

Because in his eyes, Huang Feipeng was the pride of heaven, a dragon among men, omnipotent, and invincible!

He poured all his heart and soul into this son, sending him to the top schools from a young age and subjecting him to the most rigorous training. Huang Feipeng did not disappoint his father's expectations, overcoming numerous obstacles to gain admission to the nation's top university with outstanding grades. After graduation, he joined the Science and Technology Bureau as a researcher.

For this mission, Huang Feipeng went into hiding. Although Huang Dinghai was extremely anxious, he knew that his son was risking his life for the country, and he could not have any complaints.

He followed international news closely every day, paying attention to every little development. He hoped and hoped that his son would complete his mission soon and return safely. He had even planned to arrange the best marriage for his son when he came back, so that he could get married in style, have children, and live a happy life.

However, all these beautiful wishes vanished after Sha Ruijin's phone call.

Huang Dinghai struggled to control himself; he knew this wasn't the time to vent his emotions. Fei Peng's fate was unknown; he had to calm down and find his son as soon as possible.

He dismissed everyone in the office and sat alone behind his large desk, lost in thought. The ashtray was piled high with cigar remnants, and the air was thick with the pungent smell of nicotine and tar, but this did little to alleviate his agitation.

Huang Dinghai's mind raced, analyzing all the possibilities. Sha Ruijin's words echoed in his head: "Disappeared...no news at all..."

"Could it be foreign forces? Feipeng's mission this time is to buy an aircraft carrier. If they find out, the consequences will be unimaginable..." Huang Dinghai's heart sank, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

"No, impossible!" He immediately rejected the idea. "Feipeng is exceptionally skilled and meticulous; he would never fall into the hands of the enemy so easily. Moreover, if it really was Chinese people who did it, they would have left traces, and they would have used them to blackmail us."

"So, it's a domestic force? Could it be..." A terrifying thought surged into Huang Dinghai's mind, causing his heart to clench sharply. He instinctively clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white from the force.

"Impossible, it can't be her!" Huang Dinghai forced himself to calm down, but deep down he couldn't completely rule out the suspicion.

Just then, the telephone on his desk suddenly rang, its sharp ring breaking the silence of the room and interrupting Huang Dinghai's thoughts.

"Hello, who is this?" His voice was low and hoarse, revealing an undisguised weariness.

"Sir, it's me, Xiao Liu." A respectful voice came from the other end of the phone. "We have news. It's the Anti-Corruption Bureau, they..."

Before Xiao Liu could finish speaking, Huang Dinghai rudely interrupted him: "Anti-Corruption Bureau? What did they find out? What does Fei Peng's matter have to do with them?"

Xiao Liu was clearly startled by Huang Dinghai's sudden outburst of anger. He stammered, "Sir, please...please calm down. The Anti-Corruption Bureau has...someone is investigating Young Master Huang..."

"Investigate Fei Peng?" Huang Dinghai stood up abruptly, his face ashen. "Who gave them the audacity? Fei Peng's identity is top secret, how dare they?!"

"The head of the anti-corruption bureau said they received a report that Young Master Huang was suspected of..." Xiao Liu's voice grew softer and softer until it was almost inaudible.

"What are you suspected of? Speak!" Huang Dinghai roared.

"Suspected of...embezzlement, bribery, and abuse of power..." Xiao Liu's voice trembled, as if he was about to cry at any moment.

"Nonsense! Utter nonsense!" Huang Dinghai roared in anger, slamming the phone to the ground. "Don't they know who my son is? A bunch of good-for-nothings!"

Huang Dinghai's roar echoed in the empty office, lingering for a long time. His eyes were bloodshot, his chest heaved violently, and the flames of anger seemed to engulf him.

"Who is it? Who is behind this?!" he growled through gritted teeth, a chilling killing intent emanating from him.

"Anti-corruption Bureau? Hah, Anti-corruption Bureau!" Huang Dinghai trembled with anger, slamming his hand on the mahogany desk, cracking the heavy surface.

Who is Huang Dinghai? A powerful figure in the military! He wields immense power! His son, Huang Feipeng, is an even more outstanding individual, having achieved remarkable military exploits at a young age. He is a sharp blade for the nation and a pillar of the people!