Died in the deep mountains of Qingcheng?
The old president, lying on the sickbed, was stunned by the words: "Gucheng... Although I can't exactly match their names to their faces, I remember your subordinates were all strong and brave men. How could this misfortune happen? Are there any clues?"
Bao Gucheng stared intently into the pair of eyes that had slightly lost their shine due to illness: "Before you fell into a coma, they were sent abroad on a mission. That mission's paperwork was signed by you personally."
As he spoke, his long fingers pulled out an old approval slip.
This was an authentic piece that Chen Long had managed to obtain from the archives after much effort.
It was now the moment of witness and evidence confrontation!
The old president took the approval slip and frowned at the signature.
