Nominal: Hou Liangping blocking the door? He was slapped away!

On the giant main screen in the command center, several data streams were jumping around wildly.

The technical team leader rapidly typed on the keyboard, zooming in on screenshots of several external web pages and projecting them to the center.

"Sir, ten minutes ago, a file package appeared simultaneously on several core trading forums on the overseas dark web."

"Following this, three media accounts registered overseas distributed the content across the entire internet, and the buzz is exponentially increasing."

He stared intently at the content on the screen.

That was a summary of a court hearing titled "Secret Trial of Relatives of Veteran Cadres by the Chinese Military".

The content has been edited in an extremely professional manner.

The core evidence regarding the Chung family selling military radar parameters, transferring eight billion in illicit funds overseas, and hiring hitmen to silence witnesses has been completely deleted.

The rest are all images and written records of the Dragon Fang Special Forces' armed raid on the Xishan Sanatorium, Zhong Xiaoai being forcibly shackled, and Grandpa Zhong being cut off from communications and placed under house arrest.

The accompanying headline was highly provocative.

Military interference in politics: a bottomless persecution of meritorious veteran cadres.

This half-true, half-false material, fueled by foreign forces, quickly escalated into a media campaign targeting the Handong Military Region.

The capital behind these media accounts is clearly intricately linked to the Zhong family. They are well aware of how to provoke sensitive nerves in the international community, attempting to use external pressure to force internal compromises.

The red secure telephone rang.

Shen Zhong picked up the receiver.

"Did you see what was going on outside?"

Mr. Xu spoke very calmly, without much emotional fluctuation.

"I saw it."

"Someone is using this incomplete document to make a fuss at a higher-level meeting."

"They dared not openly protect the Chung family, but under the guise of upholding procedural justice, they demanded that the military court postpone the trial and transfer the case back to the local discipline inspection commission."

"Once the case leaves the military region, they have countless ways to muddy the waters, and even let the Zhong family's unexposed spies escape."

Old Xu paused for a moment, and then the sound of turning over documents came from the other end.

"Can we find the source of the leak in just one day?"

"no problem."

Shen Zhong hung up the phone.

He didn't explain any difficulties to Old Xu; that was a charade only local politicians liked to play. In the army, there was only obedience to orders and completing missions.

Shen Zhong turned and walked towards the technical table.

"Check the hidden watermark at the bottom of the document."

The technical team leader immediately retrieved the source file and started a military-grade decompilation program.

A series of complex codes cascaded down the screen like a waterfall.

"Sir, we've found it."

"The leaked data packets carried our internal digital watermark and were traced back to an internal network terminal in the Military Tribunal Pre-Trial Secretariat."

Shen Zhong picked up the walkie-talkie on the table.

"Zhou Weiguo".

"arrive!"

"Take people to the pre-trial secretariat, restrain them, and I'll watch online."

"yes!"

The scene switches to the tactical recorder on Zhou Weiguo's body.

Several military Mengshi off-road vehicles were parked directly in front of the pre-trial secretariat building.

Zhou Weiguo, accompanied by fully armed special forces soldiers, strode through the corridor and kicked open the office area door.

Several staff members who were organizing case files stopped what they were doing, looking somewhat bewildered.

A young clerk stood up, straightened his collar, and calmly approached.

"Sir, what are your instructions?"

Zhou Weiguo pointed to his workstation.

"Routine check, computer, move aside."

The clerk obediently stepped aside, her hands hanging naturally at her sides, without making any unnecessary movements.

The accompanying technicians immediately sat down at the computer and connected to the military testing equipment.

The progress bar quickly fills up.

The technician looked up.

"Captain, the hard drive logs are very clean."

"There was no trace of data leakage, and even the regular system cache was thoroughly cleared. This computer is as clean as if it just came out of the factory."

In the command center, Shen Zhong watched this scene on the screen.

The clerk was remarkably calm.

Facing the heavily armed Dragon Fang Special Forces, an ordinary civilian employee did not even lose his breathing rhythm, and his heart rate was as steady as if he were attending a regular meeting.

This in itself is the biggest flaw.

Shen Zhong's gaze swept quickly across the screen, and his soldier instincts made him keenly notice a movement of the other person's finger.

The clerk's thumb was unconsciously rubbing a black fountain pen in his jacket pocket.

This is an action that is subconsciously taken to seek a sense of security when under extreme tension.

He pressed the communication button heavily.

"Check the pen in his pocket."

Upon hearing the instructions in his earpiece, Zhou Weiguo immediately turned around, grabbed the clerk by the collar, and pulled out the pen.

The clerk's expression changed drastically.

He suddenly opened his mouth and bit down on his collar.

Zhou Weiguo reacted extremely quickly, delivering a precise chop to the side of the other man's neck while simultaneously extending two fingers to firmly pinch his jaw joint.

"A military doctor!"

The accompanying military doctor rushed forward and forcibly pried open the clerk's mouth with medical steel forceps.

A tiny venom sac hidden in the back molar had been bitten open halfway, and blue liquid was dripping down the corner of his mouth.

The military doctor immediately injected a vial of a special antidote into his vein and performed an emergency gastric lavage.

A few minutes later, the clerk coughed violently and vomited a mouthful of acidic liquid with a medicinal smell, barely managing to pull himself back from the brink of death.

Zhou Weiguo used both hands to twist open the black fountain pen.

The pen tube does not contain an ink reservoir; instead, it contains a tiny, one-time-use quantum encryption storage chip.

Half an hour later.

Interrogation room of the military interrogation center.

The clerk, who had just been rescued, leaned against the interrogation chair, his face ashen.

"I had no choice."

"They have my sister's address abroad."

"We know exactly what time she leaves for school every day and which bus she takes."

The clerk kept his head down, his hands handcuffed to the beam.

"That call came from overseas."

"The other party only asked me to export the edited summary, use this pen to take it out of the quarantine area, and put it in the designated location."

"If I don't do as I say, my sister will die."

Shen Zhong sat heavily in front of the monitoring screen behind the one-way glass, his fingers lightly tapping the table.

This was definitely not a counterattack arranged by Zhong Xiaoai on the spur of the moment.

Zhong Xiaoai is now wearing a prison uniform issued by the military region, making it impossible for her to send any messages to the outside world.

The Zhong family has been operating for decades and has long since woven a vast network to protect those who flee abroad.

Although Mr. Zhong and Zhong Xiaoai have been arrested, this network is still operating according to its established procedures, attempting to use international public opinion to force a halt to the domestic purge.

This indicates that the Chung family's overseas funds and contacts are still in operation.

Just then, a guard officer strode into the command hall.

"Sir, Hou Liangping is causing trouble in Ward 3."

Shen Zhong turned his head.

"What happened?"

"He just heard the commotion outside through the loudspeaker in the exercise area and has been banging on the iron gate, saying he wants to see you."

The guard handed over a surveillance record.

He said he knew that Zhong Xiaoai had a backup account.