Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 1138: Chapter 1139: Cruelty

Ning Ge’s face turned deathly pale; he couldn’t believe that this was the truth.

The truth that he had been painstakingly investigating, is it just like this? So the boss stopped him from pursuing further because he already knew, and also knew the decision from above?

But just because one person betrayed, must they all die because of him, weren’t the others innocent?

"Even if that’s the case, why not just capture the traitor? Why destroy everything, there are innocent people in there!" Ning Ge pressed.

Ning Gang replied, "At the time, the situation was urgent. To facilitate the contact person in smoothly taking out the data, those few controlled Japanese released poison gas, and those Poisoned People had already gone completely mad."

Ning Ge was full of disbelief.

"As for your group, the higher-ups were not sure if it was just one person who betrayed or everyone, so for safety, they could only sacrifice them all," Ning Gang said solemnly.

Ning Ge slumped his shoulders in despair, painfully covering his face.

Ning Gang took the dossier, opened to a certain page, handed it over, and said, "This is the decision of all the leaders, not my personal decision. I am merely the one executing the orders. Xiao Si, this actually shouldn’t be for you to see, nor be something you should know, but since you’ve investigated up to this point, you must understand the greater good."

"In the face of national interest, all personal emotions or personal interests are negligible. There is an old saying, ’Victory of one general has countless bones bleached,’ still generals and commanders’ successes are bought with the lives of countless people, let alone the interests of a nation?" Ning Gang continued.

Ning Ge took it, looking at the familiar signatures, unsure of what to say.

"Was the toxin also destroyed?"

"Before the operation was carried out, all those who needed to retreat had already done so, and naturally, both the toxin and its antibody serum were brought along in the retreat," Ning Gang replied.

So all those who didn’t know the truth were buried there, so innocently?

"In matters involving national interest and such secret cases, no one is innocent. If you and I were involved, it would be inevitable," Ning Gang said awkwardly.

As he spoke these words, there was a touch of pain, but in his heart, there was a hint of relief, relief that his brother wasn’t among them.

One never knows the pain until feeling the needle in the flesh; after all, everyone has a hint of self-interest.

But Ning Gang dared not speak it out loud.

Ning Ge snorted, suddenly feeling somewhat ironic; the truth is like this, what have his years of investigation been? His persistence and doubt had all become a joke.

Yet he breathed a sigh of relief, it was not his brother who gave the order privately; he wasn’t treacherous.

But he had suspected him, Ning Ge looked at Ning Gang, said, "Brother, I’m sorry, I always thought..."

"Thought the higher-ups were cooperating with the Japanese side?" Ning Gang looked over.

Ning Ge lowered his head in shame.

"Call it cooperation if you like, after all, it involved using people from the Japanese side, but it was not the higher-ups, but rather the whole upper echelon," Ning Gang said. "We need these data, and we also need to ensure our national interests."

Ning Ge thought for a long time, then asked, "Brother, who exactly betrayed?"

Those brothers with whom he had once gone through life and death, who among them became the enemy’s dog, didn’t they understand that their side and the Japanese side are irreconcilable?

Why would anyone do such a thing?

"Xiao Si, this matter is already past, even the files are sealed, buried within. Why pursue it further? Even if you find out, what then? It would only bring you pain. You only need to know there was such a person, and if he did this, surely he had his reasons. As for what those are, with death, the lamp is extinguished; there’s no need to pursue it," Ning Gang empathetically looked at him.