Chapter 165: This Is Self-Defense!

Zhou, Lin, Chen…

Yu Dazhang silently recited these three surnames in his heart.

The figures of the three masterminds behind the Top-Tier Hospital case involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

They've all formed family factions.

At the same time, he could also tell that Li Mingzhao clearly didn't want to reveal too many of the details to him.

Being able to utter these few surnames was, for Li Mingzhao, already a break from protocol.

This was also, from the side, conveying a message to Yu Dazhang: don't underestimate the Ministry of State Security!

No matter who it is.

As long as they dare to do something that crosses the bottom line, regardless of how enormous the faction behind them is, in the end they will surely face a thorough reckoning.

But I still got attacked yesterday… Yu Dazhang almost questioned out loud.

If it weren't for the enemy's underestimation, plus his own quick reaction, he probably wouldn't be alive right now.

Seeing Yu Dazhang looking like he still had lingering fears, Li Mingzhao said in a soothing tone:

"Don't worry, the remaining small fries—we'll investigate to the end as well. Wiping them out is only a matter of time."

Seven of those people from yesterday served in the foreign military, so the Ministry of State Security will naturally conduct a strict investigation.

Looks like it's really fine now… hearing this, Yu Dazhang relaxed quite a bit.

The masterminds who hired hitmen to kill him were all wiped out, and the remaining people were nothing to fear; the Ministry of State Security would naturally handle the cleanup.

The days of living in fear had finally come to an end.

"Still, it's the colleagues from the Ministry of State Security who are impressive." Yu Dazhang gave a thumbs-up and praised:

"Thanks to you all, otherwise I'd really have been in danger this time."

The flattery came out as smooth as can be.

Li Mingzhao didn't pay attention to his compliments, and instead darkened his face, saying coldly:

"Count it up yourself—since you joined the criminal police team, in just three short months, how many criminals have you shot dead?"

"Our entire Group Four has twelve members in total, and not one of us has killed as many as you alone."

"You should know that the missions we carry out are mostly armed to the teeth."

His tone wasn't heavy, but it carried an undeniable authority, making one feel oppressed and chilled to the bone.

The meaning behind his words was self-evident…

What's going on, little bro? I need a reasonable explanation.

You say you're fine, so why count all this… Yu Dazhang felt very wronged.

It's as if he were a born-born killer.

Let's just say—when has he ever thrown a punch without being driven into a corner, forced to fight back?

Truly sick, to actually count it so clearly.

He remembered killing ten yesterday; turns out he still undercounted.

The number of people shot—he undercounted by one, having overlooked the last one who picked up the gun.

"I'm helpless too." Yu Dazhang spread his hands, a bitter smile on his face:

"Someone wants my life—I can't just sit and wait to be captured, can I?"

The words were a bit roundabout, but what he actually wanted to express was four characters.

Self-defense!

Not a single person who died at his hands was wronged—they were all scumbags who deserved to die a thousand deaths.

Yu Dazhang felt no guilt over this, nor had he ever felt even a shred of psychological pressure.

Because those people deserved to die in the first place.

Are we even talking about the same thing? Li Mingzhao stared at Yu Dazhang and asked:

"What I mean is, where did these skills of yours come from?"

This was the key point.

Setting aside his combat ability, the psychological fortitude alone was something an ordinary person couldn't possess.

Many officers, after killing just one thug during a mission, can never pick up a gun again.

But you—three times in a row, killing more and more each time, smoother and smoother.

Is that normal?

"Learned it at police academy."

Yu Dazhang couldn't come up with any other answer. That's it—believe it or not.

If I say I'm a reborn person, would you believe it?

If I say I don't even know how I suddenly got this strong, would you believe it?

I don't even know how I got fat—would you believe it?

"That explanation can't even fool yourself."

Li Mingzhao snorted coldly, then shifted the topic:

"Speaking of police academy, you do have an experience that nobody knows about."

He paused here, seemingly recalling something, and only continued after several seconds:

"We also investigated your disappearance, but found no leads at all."

"After all, so much time has passed—retracking the clues from back then is extremely difficult."

"Can't you recall at all what happened during that period?"

So you've turned me inside out… facing the Ministry of State Security, Yu Dazhang felt as if he were naked, stripped clean.

"I can't remember."

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Yu Dazhang shook his head and deliberately put on a pained expression:

"I want to know what happened more than anyone, but no matter how hard I try, I just can't remember."

Li Mingzhao, seeing him like this, couldn't bear it:

"Forget it, if you can't remember then don't think about it. Recovering your memory is something best left to take its natural course."

As he spoke, he gave a wink to Ye Lin beside him.

Ye Lin immediately understood, took out a file folder, and placed it on the table in front of them.

Li Mingzhao pressed his hand on the file folder, pushed it toward Yu Dazhang, and said at the same time:

"Your political screening is fine, your personal ability also meets the Ministry of State Security's standards. The only thing you're lacking is experience."

"And the period of time you went missing is also an obstacle to entering the Ministry of State Security."

"Originally we planned to set it aside for a while, but considering your safety, this time we're making an exception…"

The more Yu Dazhang listened, the more something felt off. The moment he heard the words "making an exception," he immediately sensed something bad and hurriedly raised his hand to interrupt:

"Leader, leader, wait a moment!"

Good lord, truly impossible to guard against.

Did you even discuss it with me before making an exception?

Please don't make things difficult for yourself, I don't want to go either… Yu Dazhang wore a bitter expression:

"You've got the wrong read on me. What ability do I have? The few cases I cracked were all pure luck."

"It was purely a blind cat running into a dead mouse."

"Someone like me would be content just being a decent criminal investigator. I wouldn't dare harbor any higher ambitions."

Yu Dazhang's palms were sweating.

He also knew these words were hypocritical, but he really couldn't think of a better way to stall.

The Ministry of State Security—is that somewhere just anyone can go?

Moreover, Li Mingzhao and his people weren't ordinary Ministry of State Security personnel.

Just listen to their name: the Ministry of State Security Special Operations Group.

Whenever the word "special" is attached, it means very thorny, and it also means very troublesome.

The "very troublesome" mentioned here doesn't refer to the difficulty of the mission.

It means that any mission will be more difficult than imagined.

Because it involves too many secrets.

If you don't have sufficient ability and the psychological fortitude to guarantee you won't leak classified information,

then it's best not to get involved.

"Do you know what you're saying?"

Li Mingzhao apparently hadn't expected him to refuse so outright. His face instantly darkened:

"Is the Ministry of State Security worth so little in your eyes?"

How did a label get slapped on me… Yu Dazhang was so scared he waved his hands vigorously:

"I never said anything like that, Leader. You can't wrong a good person."

(End of chapter)