As soon as these words were spoken, Li Xianzhen imdiately fell silent.
Beside her, the chief of security, Cui Zhenghe, whispered a few words into her ear.
Finally, Li Xianzhen’s gaze was as sharp as a torch, landing on Gu Ji, "I will find a way to handle the military issues. The question is, if I entrust the investigation to you, do you have the guts to enter Wushan Base?"
"As long as I can get the authorization, I’m willing to do it."
"Good!"
Hearing Gu Ji’s unequivocal tone, both Li Xianzhen and Cui Zhenghe flashed a hint of admiration in their eyes.
After all, in their eyes.
Gu Ji was just an ordinary prosecutor who had just survived a military pursuit, making such courage rare.
And Gu Ji had long been determined that Li Xianzhen would agree to his proposal.
Because for the authorities at Cheongwadae, the biggest issue at present is to quickly resolve the RS incident and bring South Korea’s economy, society, and people’s lives back to normal, so they absolutely have a "zero tolerance" attitude towards the spread of the virus.
"Mr. Li, my suggestion is the sooner the better, otherwise, if the military reacts and prepares in advance or transfers the infected, it will be difficult for us to find any clues."
"Don’t worry, I’ll et with the president as soon as I return."
Li Xianzhen unplugged the card reader, "I will take these docunts with . For now, you can stay here. The security room will ensure your personal safety, and we’ve also assigned people to protect your family."
"Thank you both, Directors."
Gu Ji politely responded.
But little did he know.
He had oversimplified the matter.
Not just that night, but for several days, Li Xianzhen didn’t let him take action. If it weren’t for occasional phone calls with him, he would have suspected that Cheongwadae had already betrayed him to the military.
But after thinking about it, it made sense.
After all, Wushan Base is a US-Korea Joint Base, and South Korea’s military reliance on the United States is already an open secret. The U.S. has absolute control over the laboratory, giving Cheongwadae significant obstacles.
Until July 10, the infection monitoring system above Gu Ji’s field of vision suddenly jumped. Within half an hour, the RS investigation team sent him a ssage stating that South Korea’s 157th confird RS patient died around 1:27 PM.
This brought South Korea’s RS death toll to 36.
If one more patient were to die, the ultimate goal would fail!
Staring at the RS infection map, those few red dots in Wushan Base, Gu Ji could no longer suppress his inner anger and directly called Jang Siyun and Jiang Chengxun: "Bring people imdiately and go with to Wushan Base!"
Finished speaking, he grabbed his briefcase and dashed out of the safe house.
After not going out for several days, the air outside the house felt especially fresh.
And as Cheongwadae’s efforts to control the RS infection showed increasing effectiveness, the crowds on the streets of downtown Seoul also began to grow. Although everyone was still wearing masks, it was a far cry from the panic-stricken state half a month ago.
Since the security personnel in the safe house were all from Cheongwadae.
Gu Ji had just walked out when his phone rang in his pocket. It was Director Li Xianzhen from the Secretary’s Office.
"Mr. Jin, I heard from the head of security that you left the safe house. Is there sothing you need to do?"
"Mr. Li, you’re a smart person."
Gu Ji didn’t answer directly.
But Li Xianzhen wasn’t angry; rather, it seed she already knew the outco.
"Mr. Jin, Wushan Base is far more complex than you think. In recent days, the president has been in talks with the Ministry of Defense’s Chief of Staff, asking him to engage in negotiations with the Seventh Air Force at the Korea Command stationed at Wushan Base. I believe there will soon be results."
"In that case, conducting a preliminary investigation now shouldn’t pose any problem, right?"
Finishing his sentence, Gu Ji directly hung up the phone.
Half an hour later, he rendezvoused with Jang Siyun, Jiang Chengxun, and others, taking two CDC and police patrol teams to Wushan Base.
It must be said that the judicial power of South Korean prosecutors is indeed considerable, with strong independence.
From civilians to the president.
As long as he gives an order, he can mobilize all the police, CDC, customs, border patrol, and other officials in his jurisdiction to cooperate, even if the investigation target is a military base, these people dare not defy.
Thus, the group arrived in a grand procession in front of Wushan Base’s gates.
Perhaps having already received the news, a row of police cars was parked in front of the base gates, belonging to the US-Korea Joint Patrol. Several white Aricans stood at the forefront, angrily, with their right hands on their holstered guns, ready to draw them at any mont.
As the car doors opened.
Gu Ji also led a large contingent of investigators, disease control personnel, and police forward.
Both sides appeared sowhat tense.
Passersby who saw the scene paused and pulled out their phones to secretly take photos.
After all, such a military-police standoff is rarely seen in the history of South Korea.
The last ti the military and police clashed was the Shiwei Island incident in 1971.
"This is a military facility. What do you intend to do by gathering so many people here?"
"Seoul Central District Prosecutors Office, as per Cheongwadae’s issued ’2015 RS White Paper,’ I suspect the Wushan Base Hospital is concealing confird patients and failing to report them, as well as being involved in multiple murder cases within the base, necessitating an inquiry!"
"Heh heh heh, so it’s you, huh."
As soon as Gu Ji finished speaking.
A large brown-haired white man from the US-Korea Joint Patrol suddenly sneered. It was the Arican patrol officer he encountered days ago when interrogating the soldiers’ families at the base with Jang Siyun.
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