"Uncle Zhang, have you found any leads in your recent investigation?" Lin Kuang asked, looking at Zhang Guodong.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Guodong shook his head helplessly. "No. Okamoto Daisuke didn't say anything before he was assassinated. You have to understand, the military region is very secure, and the basement is an intricate maze. If we didn't have a mole, there's no way the enemy could have found him! That's why I suspect we have a mole feeding them information. If we can find that mole, we might get some new leads." Zhang Guodong added with a frown, "I refuse to believe we don't have a mole."
Lin Kuang's expression shifted, and he nodded. "That's possible. However, Uncle Zhang, have you considered this? We ran into the Meng father and son at the hotel, along with Shi Yushan. The very next day, there was an attempt on your life. I'm wondering if Okamoto Daisuke might have some connection to Shi Yushan and the Mengs."
