"Mom, this time it's a big task, I reckon it'll take a long time before I can come back."

Zuo You took one last puff of his cigarette and extinguished it in the ashtray. He spoke into his phone as he did so.

"Don't worry, it's not dangerous. It just takes a long time to complete. Once this task is finished, your son will likely be promoted by several levels." Although he spoke casually and with a hint of a smile, there was a coldness in his eyes and eyebrows.

The mother on the other end of the phone had immense trust in her son. It wasn't just his words that she trusted, but also his abilities.

Since her son said so, the mother felt much more at ease. However, she couldn't help but continue to nag here and there.

Zuo You has always been patient with his parents, and this time is no exception, even with the special circumstances.

Obediently complying with all of Mother's nagging.

From time to time, he also reminded them to take care of their health and not to worry too much about their younger siblings.

Outside the smoking area, someone made a gesture to him, indicating that the boss had already arrived and asking him to go over.

"Mom, the boss is looking for me."

Then hurry up and go! Don't keep the leader waiting. Call later if you have time.

That place is very remote, with no internet coverage and no signal. It's been a long time since I heard my mother's voice, and just thinking about it makes me sad.

"Just go already, you poor thing."

"Okay, then I'll hang up."

The person on the other end of the phone hung up before him.

He glanced at the screen, where his laughing parents and younger siblings were depicted, but his face showed no expression. He turned off his phone and left the smoking room.

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Zuo You placed his cellphone, identity card, driver's license, passport, police identification, and all personal belongings on the table, then left behind a suicide note.

Very few people know about this mission, only a handful at the highest level.

If it weren't for the fact that this mission was of great magnitude and extremely difficult, they would never be willing to let someone as talented as Zuo You, who had boundless potential, take such a risk.

However, precisely because of his excellence, it was impossible to find anyone more suitable than him.

There may still be police officers alive inside. Whether or not you can trust them, you have to be well aware in your heart.

"You need to know, if you go in with this charge, if they can't find any evidence, you might never be able to get out for the rest of your life."

The meaning is quite clear. If they don't have concrete evidence, who dares to act against "that person"?

If the mission fails, they won't be able to confront "that person" and the police officer for the sake of preserving their image. The authorities would abandon him and eventually declare him dead in the line of duty.

This mission deployed a large number of elite police forces, but it was a fruitless endeavor. More than a hundred police officers were sent in, undercover with various identities, yet they still failed to obtain any useful information.

If news is received, undoubtedly, it means that whoever entered has died.

So everyone understood just how dangerous this prison was, and they all wanted to remind him to be cautious. But in the end, it was all in vain.

"Zuo You understands. If anything unexpected happens, I only hope that you will take good care of my family."

The director sighed, stood up, and patted his shoulder.

All the leaders stood up and saluted the young man.

Zuo You also raised his hand in a proper manner and returned a standard military salute.

Afterwards, Zuo You walked out of the conference room.

Left for the few superiors, there was only one resolute figure walking away.

The faces of those present were all very solemn, especially the bureau chief, who couldn't help but sigh and cover his forehead.

Zuo You, whom he personally raised, is like his own godson.

How could he not be moved by it.

"I only hope that this genius can continue to create miracles, so that this pot of dirty water can be stirred up, and all hell breaks loose."