At 7:30 p.m., Dongguo University.

"Hello principal."

"Hey, go to self-study?"

"Hello principal."

"good."

Li Mingxun walked out of the office building and headed to the parking lot. Students kept greeting him along the way. Although his position at Dongguo University was just a cover for his real identity, in fact, he was even more concerned about this cover than his job. He did well enough in the position of President of Dongguo University. He even used a lot of "special relationships" for the development of Dongguo University. All the funds for the new faculty and staff dormitories were brought by him.

Sometimes Li Mingxun feels unable to tell whether he is from the South Korean National Security Department or an educator. As the former, his career has been covered in blood for more than 30 years. For the benefit of the country, innocent people died at his hands. However, as an educator, he taught and educated people when he was young, and now he is old, becoming the principal, and pushing Donggu University to its current position is definitely a proud achievement.

Over the years, Li Mingxun often had the illusion of a trance. If he had not signed up for the "special training" when he retired, would life be different if he had not signed up for "special training" because of curiosity. The older he was, the more fragile he was. Li Mingxun, who was over 50, often had nightmares, dreaming of the people who died at his hands, dreaming of them coming to him to seek his life.

But if he had not joined this special organization, he knew that he would not be able to be the president of Dongkong University. Perhaps he would become a truck driver between Daegu and Seoul according to the route set by his parents?

This is the complexity and wonder of life, one link after another. It is difficult for people to define which step is wrong and which step is right.

At the intersection, there was a red light, Li Mingxun stopped the car and came in with a phone call. He answered it casually.

"Oh, Chengguo. Yes, I'm on the way home. My opinion on Kwon Hyuk-jun's matter is to approve him. He is indeed not suitable to be an agent. If he wants him to be a prosecutor, he can be the best of his own use..."

"Didi..." The whistle sounded urgently. Li Mingxun looked at the reversing mirror and thought to himself that he had met an anxious young man again. He ignored him and continued to talk to the phone.

"Well, my opinion is OK. Let him hand over the task. The situation on Liu Yi's side is very complicated. He is too easy to be exposed to Liu Yi's vigilance... Who are you? Ah!"

After a quick scream, there was no more noise. Cui Chengguo felt a deep heart and asked anxiously: "Principal, what's wrong with you? What's going on? What's going on!"

"Light...uh..."

The phone hung up, Cui Chengguo was stunned for a moment, and ran out of the office like crazy.

At 8 pm on May 28, 2017, Dongguo University Vice President Li Mingxun was shot and killed by four shots, and public opinion was in an uproar.

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y stared at the alarm clock, and it was still ten seconds to seven o'clock. I took a photo first so that the alarm clock would not ring.

"Get up, get up, get up..." The sunny alarm clock rang. Liu Yi opened his eyes and saw sunny sitting against the head of the bed. He rubbed forward and pillowed on her thighs.

"Sleep a little longer. Get up so early..." Liu Yi hugged Sunny's legs and closed his eyes again.

"It's already seven o'clock, how long will it take to sleep?" Sunny held Liu Yi's head and helped him press his temple to wake up his mind, saying, "Today is the first day of decoration. I must go to supervise the worker. Can you accompany me?"

"Okay, my wife has something to ask for, my husband will... No, I can't go, I have something to do." Liu Yi said habitually, suddenly thought of something and shook his head hard.

"What's the matter? Don't you have to go to work?" Sunny pouted and said sourly: "You're not trying to find an excuse to look for Pani on my back. Pani is busy practicing dancing and is very busy and has no time to pay attention to you."

"Oh, what's Pani? What's the matter with her?" Liu Yi opened his eyes, reached out to pinch Sunny's double chin, and said, "I'll do the job and make money, otherwise how can I afford you and our future son."

"Nonsense." Sunny blushed and said, "Where did you get your son?"

"Why didn't it? I work hard every day and there will be results soon. Are you doubting my efficiency?" When he said 'son's problem', Liu Yi was energetic and put his ear on Sunny's stomach, saying: "If you have it, you will definitely have it. I heard that the child is snoring."

"What, I'm hungry." Sunny pouted embarrassedly, "It's my stomach roaring."

"Is that right?" Liu Yi sat up, grabbed Sunny's shoulder, and said seriously: "Didn't you feel nauseous recently? You want to vomit, want to eat sour things? Otherwise, it's spicy? It's not good. Sour and spicy girls, if you want to eat spicy food, you will have a daughter, and you will raise your own daughter."

"I'll hit you!" Sunny was so angry that he reached out to hit Liu Yi, but he couldn't beat him. Liu Yi jumped out of the bed, without wearing slippers, ran into the bathroom, sighed lightly, got off the bed, tidied up, and helped Liu Yi choose the clothes he had gone out today, admired it with satisfaction, clapped his hands and went to wash.

The breakfast is porridge made from the rice cooker regularly, and the cooked eggs and spicy cabbage that have been cut long ago. Yoona has eaten it first and left a note to paste it on the refrigerator. She has been a little busy recently because of the movies and is about to leave early in the morning. The advertisement for Xinsheng's cold fresh meat has been filmed.

"Are you in a hurry? Why haven't you come out yet? Hurry up, don't starve my son." Liu Yi put out his handful of porridge and asked Sunny, who had not finished washing, to come out for dinner.

"Wait a minute, I'll unplug the charging phone." Sunny ran into the bedroom, and after a few seconds, he came out with two phones, and turned on the phone with both hands while walking.

The phone kept buzzing, and the text messages sent by Y last night handed Liu Yi's phone to him. The two of them sat down at the dining table, and neither of them moved, and they were checking the information.

"Hmm?" Liu Yi opened a message, frowned, finished reading the text message, and immediately stood up and said to Sunny: "I have to leave first, there is something urgent."

"What's wrong? Don't eat it?"

"Principal Li has passed away. The farewell party of the body is held in the school auditorium. After all, his colleagues have a show. He has promoted me. I want to go and see it." Liu Yi has already returned to the bedroom and put on his coat. He walked over and hugged Sunny and kissed her, and said, "I'll go find you at noon, be good."

Before y recovered, Liu Yi had already left.

"Diet? How could it be..." Sunny muttered, suddenly saw the news from an app push, and instantly understood what was going on. "Four guns... Is this a movie?"

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On the way to Dongguo University, Liu Yi called Director Liang. He did not doubt whether Li Mingxun's death had anything to do with "Guoan", but for a long time, Li Mingxun has played the role of "Doan" in South Korea. His sudden death will have a great impact on the "Guoan" plan. But as Liu Yi had expected, the news he received would definitely not be earlier than "Guoan". Director Liang had already known about this and had already learned a lot of details.

"It is said that before Li Mingxun's death, he once said the word "light". The informant said that Koreans believe that the word "light" represents the physical characteristics of the murderer, such as "bald head"." Director Liang sighed: "For a long time, the people we are in contact with are Li Mingxun. We have reached a relative tacit understanding. The impact of his sudden death on the plan is immeasurable. Now we can only hope that the person who takes over his job is Cui Chengguo, otherwise...ah..."

"I'll be at Dongguo University soon. I'll notify you of new news, but explaining in advance does not mean that I'll accept your plan. I'm just completing the work I haven't done. I don't like to give up halfway."

"Okay, I'm very pleased that you can call me this. Thank you." Director Liang said sincerely.

"Ha, there's no need." Liu Yi said coldly, hung up the phone, and the car had already reached the gate of Dongguo University. When he drove in, everyone he saw was rushing towards the school auditorium. The interview cars from major TV stations were parked in the playground, which seemed messy, but no one cared about them now.

Lee Mingxun is the vice president of Donggu University. He is well-known in the education industry in South Korea and is known as one of the twenty contemporary educators in South Korea. Even an ordinary person, it is a big deal to be attacked in the capital of South Korea, let alone an educator with a high social status. Public opinion began to question South Korea's security capabilities, and even under the guidance of those who are interested, blamed the incident on South Korea's cuts in defense budget this year, and reducing the defense budget to improve the living standards of poor people is one of the important ruling concepts of the current president.

People in the storm circle keenly smell something, but no one has any evidence. Even if there is evidence, how many people dare to blame the person who suspected him?

Donggu University's school auditorium has been martial law by people from the South Korean National Security Department. Except for those allowed by the school, the rest of the personnel are not allowed to enter. Three major TV stations and eight mainstream media are allowed to enter, but in order to respect the deceased, no shooting equipment is allowed to be brought.

When Liu Yi was brought in by Choi Sung-gu, the farewell ceremony for the body was about to begin. Dongkong University President Jiang Zhihuan was telling Li Mingxun's life story. Of course, there was no career as a secret agent, but his life as a university teacher. On the other hand, no one knew whether he was praise or criticism.

After reading the manuscript prepared by the South Korean National Security Department, Jiang Zhihuan looked at Li Mingxun's wife and children in the stands, hesitated for a moment, and said, "We are extremely sorry for the attack on Principal Li. I have lost a good colleague and the students have lost a good teacher. I am here to make a promise on behalf of Dongguo University: First, I will take good care of Principal Li's family; second, this matter will be investigated to the end. Next, the farewell of the body will begin."

With these words, the auditorium was filled with solemnity. Liu Yi noticed that Cui Chengguo was clenching his fists tightly, and his knuckles were white. (To be continued)

ps: The turning point has begun! r655
Chapter completed!