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Chapter 171 No Title



Thirteenth District Military Headquarters.

The distinguished man dressed in dark blue military attire hung up the phone, lifted his hand to glance at the gold-rimmed, diamond-studded watch on his wrist, and lightly caressed it with his right hand.

The material was quite nice indeed.

At this moment, the secretary beside him spoke up, "Capital Commandant, the army has finished assembling, should we set off now?"

The man replied with a low, magnetic voice, sounding indifferent.

He suddenly pulled open a drawer of his desk, glanced inside, then took out a pitch-black pistol and holstered it at his waist.

The two of them walked towards the door when suddenly, someone from the outside opened the office door.

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Standing at the entrance was another man in a similar military uniform, but the epaulets on his clothing were slightly different from the Capital Commandant's, and he seemed a bit younger.

The man immediately saluted, "Sorry, I'm late."

The Capital Commandant didn't speak, his long, narrow hawkish eyes quietly surveyed the person in front of him, his sharp gaze causing the newcomer to feel a bit tense.

The newcomer was momentarily startled, then relaxed his saluting hand and took a step forward to clasp the Capital Commandant's shoulder, smiling warmly, "What's the matter? I'm just a bit late, right? As soon as I heard you were taking action, I rushed right over!"

The man recognized as the Capital Commandant looked at him, then shrugged the hand off his shoulder and asked, "Where were you?"

"I was napping in the office when suddenly I heard some commotion outside," said the man, looking at the secretary, "What happened? Was there a development in the previous case?"

The secretary hesitated, then truthfully said, "According to the latest intelligence, there's an enemy contact hiding in the Five-star Hotel. The spy who stole the secrets last night is expected to pass them on there, and the army has decided to search the hotel. But just now, the manager of the Five-star Hotel called; there has been a murder case there."

"A murder case?" the man raised an eyebrow.

"Let's not waste any more time," the secretary was about to continue when the Capital Commandant interrupted with a decisive tone, stepping forward briskly and walking out.

The two followed behind, with the secretary chuckling somewhat helplessly.

As the man came over eager to continue the inquiry, the secretary finally whispered, "Deputy, you're quite bold today, daring to speak to the Capital Commandant like that. I'm even scared to breathe too heavily next to him."

The Deputy replied with a smile, "Haven't we always been like this with him?"

Hearing this, the secretary's expression instantly shifted into one of resignation.

"True, you've always had a good relationship with the Capital Commandant."

"Certainly."

"Hmm? There's a bit of dust on the back of your uniform."

"Ah, damn it, I was bumped into a wall by some careless guy when I was leaving just now. If I hadn't been in such a hurry to get here, I would've given him a piece of my mind. Remember to fire him when I come back later!"

"…"

As the Capital Commandant walked ahead, he listened to the whispered exchanges behind him, his expression unmoved but his eyes reflecting deep thought.

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Five-star Hotel.

People in the lobby were still whispering among each other. Xu Shuo drank half of his coffee, glanced at the woman sitting in the corner in front of him, then stood up and pushed his luggage cart towards the reception desk.

"Hello, I'd like to check in."

The two receptionists, who were chatting, quickly looked up and said, "Just a moment, please present your identification."

Xu Shuo took out his identification from his suit pocket and handed it over. The front desk was efficient; in no time at all, they returned his identification along with the room key.

The room card indicated room 303.

Xu Shuo carried his luggage toward the stairs and reached the second floor where two attendants stood guard at the staircase. Upon seeing his figure, they immediately turned their gaze towards him.

But Xu Shuo didn't pause, continuing to head upstairs, only casually glancing at the second-floor corridor as he turned the corner.

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Other than the two attendants standing guard, there was nothing unusual about the central corridor.

The third floor was very quiet, with only one hotel attendant on duty and no other superfluous personnel.

"Good evening, sir. Are you checking in?"

When Xu Shuo arrived, the attendant considerately came over to help him with his luggage and, after learning the room number, accurately escorted him to the door and assisted with card access.

In conclusion, the attendant respectfully said, "Please rest well, sir. If you need anything, feel free to call on me."

The service was indeed thorough—befitting of a five-star hotel.

Xu Shuo entered his room, closed and double-locked the door with a series of smooth, practiced motions.

He quickly made his way to the bathroom, took out a small slip of paper hidden on his body, tore it into pieces, and flushed it down the toilet.

He had already memorized the content; such an object was unnecessary to keep around.

After destroying the paper that served as evidence of communication with the organization, Xu Shuo opened his 24-inch black suitcase.

It was quite heavy—apart from a change of clothes, it contained several medical books and a set of medical equipment.

But these were merely superficial items; Xu Shuo's fingers found a secret latch inside the suitcase, he slid it open, then closed and re-secured the suitcase with a new combination lock.

Upon opening the case again, an unknown material map lay within a hidden compartment.

This was the item for his mission.

Truth be told, Xu Shuo wanted to hide this map somewhere else too—just not on himself!

He unwrapped the plastic-covered slippers stored in the shoe cabinet, wrapped the map in the plastic, and tucked it into his suit.

Xu Shuo gently opened the door, making not a sound, and took a look outside.

The hotel assigned two attendants per floor, one at each staircase, and room 303 was closer to the left stairwell.

At that moment, the attendant's gaze was not focused on his direction.

Xu Shuo swiftly stepped out, his figure closely hugging the doorframe of the room across from him.

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Being careful to avoid the attendants' line of sight, Xu Shuo quickly made his way to the restroom.

Although the hotel's decor was upscale, due to world-setting reasons, the overall infrastructure didn't seem very advanced—they didn't even have mobile phones.

Imported toilets were also easy to dismantle.

Xu Shuo chose the third stall, placed the map inside the toilet's tank, and afterwards, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

He was rid of the dangerous item at last.

Then Xu Shuo returned to his room the same way he came, being careful the entire journey to avoid the attendants' eyes, as this was paramount.

Room 303 had excellent natural lighting; although the window didn't face the main street, the opposing building's low profile didn't block the light source.

Xu Shuo opened the window to take a look outside.

Due to room three's proximity to the stairwell and the hotel's corner, the view here included a glimpse of the main street.

At that moment, a squad of soldiers with uniform footsteps was running in this direction.

They were probably coming for him...

After all, a mere homicide case wouldn't warrant the Thirteenth District Military Headquarters dispatching troops.

And as a spy who had stolen a military force deployment map, it would be odd if no one pursued him.

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