Chapter 3, Recognizing People The dark room has a small window. If you can shrink your bones, you may be able to get out. But Zhang Yong doesn't. In fact, he has no skills at all. Whether it was in his previous life or now, he is the most mediocre person. sit on the floor. The eyes are dull. I don’t know what kind of fate I will encounter. I hope the Lixingshe group will not label themselves as suspected espionage suspects. otherwise… No one knows about him even after he dies.
Injustice. I am really not an accomplice of the Japanese spies... really not… “Bang!” Suddenly, a small iron door opened in the wall. Stuff in two steamed buns. And a bowl of water. The steamed buns are quite yellow. If it were a previous life, I wouldn't even look at it. If I bought it, I would definitely complain to the store. What quality is this. But now, I am confused. The bowl is a ceramic bowl. If broken, it can be used to cut the pulse and commit suicide. Cutting the neck seems to work. However, he didn't have the courage. He is afraid of pain. Also afraid of suffering. In a spy drama, he would never survive an episode. Until I am hungry. Just gnawed the steamed buns. Drink water. Like a walking zombie. The only thing I can do is watch the light change outside the small window. Dark night… daytime… Dark night… daytime… Seems like he’s thought about it a lot. It seemed like he wasn't thinking about anything. semi-consciously. vaguely. “哐啷…” Finally, suddenly, the big iron door opened. Empty eyes. Not even looking towards the door. He was afraid that they were here to drag him out and shoot him.
Unjustly accused… So wronged… But it’s no use shouting. Others won't listen to you. "stand up!" Li Boqi's voice came. So he stood up numbly. It didn't work out. My legs are sore and numb. I don’t want to get up either. If you want to shoot him, shoot him. Drag me out like a dead dog... “I’m not going to shoot you.” “You have done a great job!” Suddenly, Li Boqi said again. Zhang Yong slowly turned his head. very slow. Because my neck is also stiff. Perform meritorious service? Not to be shot? Oh, that’s okay. I'm alive. “Pull him up.” "yes!" Then, Zhang Yong was pulled up. Two agents picked him up and took him out of the dark room. Seeing the light outside, Zhang Yong was convinced that he was still alive. Be taken to a spacious room. There is nothing inside. There are no tables, chairs or stools. All was empty. The ground is also very hard. It seems to be Shimi? don't know… I don’t know what Li Boqi is going to do. This group of people in Lixingshe are all very vicious. He didn't even dare to communicate with them. “Stand in the corner.” "yes." Go to the corner and stand obediently. Facing the corner. His back was turned to Li Boqi. So nervous. I was afraid that there would be the sound of a gun being pulled from behind.
“With your back to the wall.” "yes." Slowly turn around. Seeing Li Boqi waving. Then a lot of people came in. To be precise, a group of spies came in with nine people. stand in a line. All men. Ages vary. Costumes vary. Li Boqi came to Zhang Yong's side. Whispered: "Recognize the Japanese inside." “Yes.” Zhang Yong replied hastily. Actually, he already knows the answer. He knew it when these nine people just came in. “Counting from the left.” “The fourth. The sixth. The ninth.” “Are you sure?” "I am sure." Zhang Yong answered in the affirmative. That’s right, three Japanese. Clearly. The strange thing is that they don’t look like any Japanese. It's impossible to tell from the outside. Hateful spy! They must all be spies! Otherwise, what's the point of pretending? Pull them all out. Shot. “Take it away.” Li Boqi waved his hand. “Let’s go!” The agents took all the men away. In the overly spacious room, only Li Boqi and Zhang Yong were left. Li Boqi seemed to be thinking about something. Zhang Yong stood quietly. Not so scared anymore. It seems like you don’t need to be shot… “You owe us a life.” Li Boqi said suddenly. “Yes.” Zhang Yong replied dully. I don’t know what this life means.
But the opponent is strong, so he can only endure it. "Actually, if we don't care about your life or death, we can catch you alive." "But because of your safety, I killed the Japanese spy with one shot." “So, the clue is broken.” Li Boqi said slowly. Then turned to look at him. Zhang Yong remained silent. "The one you just identified, No. 4, is Japanese. I arranged it. But, No. 6 and No. 9..." “The two of them are definitely Japanese. If not, you shoot me!” For this point, Zhang Yong is very confident. For him who has no ability to catch chickens and no skills, he can only make a living by relying on this little "crooked way". If Lixingshe felt that he was valuable, perhaps his fate would change from now on. At least, he still has a chance to walk out of Lixingshe alive. “How did you judge it?” “Intuition.” “Intuition is unreliable.” “No. My intuition about the Japanese is very reliable.” Zhang Yong insisted. After experiencing the torture in the dark room, he seemed to have become much stronger. You must seize the opportunity. His only chance is to identify the Japanese. There are so many spies in Lixingshe, and they have all kinds of talents. There are many people from military backgrounds. Whether it’s hand-to-hand combat or shooting, everyone is a good player. However, if you want to be able to pick out the hidden Japanese at a glance in the vast sea of people. Even if Boss Dai comes, he doesn't have such ability. This is his only foundation. It is definitely correct to catch the hidden Japanese and then torture them severely. If torture yields no results, just pull him out and shoot him. There will definitely be no injustice. Why does a normal Japanese need to hide his identity? “Come here!” Li Boqi suddenly shouted.
A spy came in immediately outside the door. very energetic. Very tough. They should all be transferred from the army. Both his shooting skills and boxing skills are very good. The target is a spy. “Give him a gun.” "yes!" The agent turned around and walked out. Soon he came back with a pistol. Pass it to Zhang Yong. Zhang Yong shook his head. He does not need it. He is not very good at using this thing. how to say? Within twenty meters, it may not be possible to hit accurately. Have tried this before. During military training in my previous life, I used a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle, which could still hit the target. But a pistol is harder to use than a rifle. Twenty meters away, it is difficult to hit the target. There is nothing. I can’t figure out Li Boqi’s thoughts either. "Take it. From now on, you will work in our Lixing Society. You will be temporarily incorporated into our eighth action group." “I don’t use a gun.” "Why?" “I don’t know how to use it. It’s not necessary.” "I've already given it to you. If you don't want it, you won't have a chance in the future." "I do not want." Zhang Yong insisted. Guns are not a good thing. Carry a gun. Easier to become a suspect. He believed that Li Boqi would definitely continue to observe him. “Take it away!” Li Boqi waved his hand. The agent then took the pistol away. "come out." "yes." Zhang Yong followed Li Boqi. Enter a basement. A little shady. It seems like a morgue? right. It's a morgue. There were many corpses laid out. They were all covered with white cloth. There were several agents standing next to him. There are also two women.
“Can you tell which ones are Japanese?” “I can’t tell the difference between dead people.” "Why?" “The dead have no breath.” "oh?" Li Boqi’s eyes narrowed. Zhang Yong faced it calmly. Indeed not. Dead people cannot tell the difference. Because dead people are not targets to attack. It won't be displayed. This must be made clear in advance. To prevent Li Boqi from becoming suspicious. “Come and see this.” Li Boqi waved. Call Zhang Yong to the innermost corpse. Two female agents lifted up the white cloth. Below is a female corpse. There is only a wound on the throat. Everything else is intact. Suddenly seeing the naked female corpse, Zhang Yong suddenly felt like a Muggle. (End of this chapter)