In Lin Laijin's impression, the people in this country are very kind, although the conditions in the refugee camp are very ordinary, but a large number of refugees can have a place to stay, which is very rare.

This is not the only neighboring country around Annan, but the refugees who fled to other countries are not as lucky as him, most of them died under the guns on the border, and the rest became laborers living as slaves every day.

There are not many people who can survive like him, not to mention that the old man who saved him back then is simply his reborn parents.

Therefore, in his impression, the people of this country must be very kind.

I really didn't expect that many years later, when he stepped on this land again, he was greeted by an anesthetic, and then he was sent to a dog farm in a daze, and was wildly shot by a high-pressure water gun.

Could it be that the country has changed, even the people who were once kind and honest have changed?

If Ding Fan knew his idea, he would definitely tell him directly that it was not the country that changed, nor the people changed.

These people in the country are still honest and diligent, still kind and simple, but it also depends on who this person is.

Not everyone in this world who can stand up and move and speak human words is human.

Anyway, in Ding Fan's opinion, the man in front of him is not a good thing, if he travels from a foreign country and wants to see the country's great rivers and mountains, everyone will welcome it.

But is he here to travel?

What was checked out of his backpack was already proof of everything, and for those who had no simple purpose, it should not be anything kind and simple, but should be served with a dog-beating stick.

"You can guess who I am here, or you can think about it, when you figure it out, if I'm still in the mood, I'll talk to you a few words, if you're not in the mood, I'll send you straight on your way." Ding Fan was too lazy to spend time with him, it had been more than half an hour, this bastard in the kennel was still carrying with him, Guo Siping was already on his way back, and it wouldn't take long to arrive: "By the way, I don't have a very good memory, I always forget something, eat and drink something, you'd better think of something by yourself, I don't think the rats can get in, but there may be a lot of bugs and other things, you save some food!"

Hu Yili and Su Mei didn't have any news from their side, so they were safe for the time being, at least there was Hu Yili watching on the street behind Sanjiang Factory, which was a little more reassuring.

And Hu San'er has already gained a lot here, it is less than your morning, except for Lin Laijin, he has already taken two people, and the fastest batch should be cleaned up before noon.

Only Ding Fan's side has always been stuck on Lin Laijin's body.

So Ding Fan didn't plan to wait any longer, as soon as the iron door was closed, tell him to stay inside and reflect slowly!

However, Ding Fan wanted to leave here, but Lin Laijin seemed to disagree a little, and yelled at the gate: "I am your prisoner, but you can't abuse me like this, you should maintain the most basic respect for me, and ...... else"

"Don't talk nonsense with me. What else did he want to use the prisoner of war convention to restrain Ding Fan, who knew that it would be better if he didn't say this, as soon as he said this, before he finished speaking, Ding Fan angrily kicked on the iron door, and the entire façade was sunken into a large piece under this foot: "The prisoner of war convention, you know better than me who it applies to, are you still a soldier?" Even if you are a soldier now, do you have a soldier's certificate on you, if I say that you are a spy, there is no problem, you also know how all countries treat spies, and your current situation is already good!"

If Lin Laijin didn't say this, maybe it would be better, as soon as he mentioned the prisoner of war convention, it immediately evoked a history that Ding Fan didn't want to recall.

At that time, Ding Fan was still abroad, lurking among the mercenaries because of the mission.

This mercenary team has always been invincible, but once, when they went on a mission, there was a problem with the intelligence, they were calculated, all the members were ambushed, and many of them were arrested.

In other words, when Ding Fan was abroad, he was a prisoner of war, and even almost died at the hands of that backward armed force.

At that time, Ding Fan also thought that although he was captured, there was a prisoner of war convention, and he and others would not be treated well, but when he was taken back to the concentration camp that day, he watched his comrades-in-arms around him being beaten and abused, and even beaten to death.

At that moment, the anger in Ding Fan's heart could hardly be suppressed, and he almost forgot that he was just an undercover agent among these people, not one of them.

If it weren't for a few old mercenaries around him reaching out to hold him down, Ding Fan would probably be gone.

Although the experienced mercenaries led them out of the camp that night, their losses were still very heavy.

In just three days, Ding Fan hovered on the verge of life and death countless times, and the mercenaries around him fell one after another, which made his boiling heart gradually cool down.

When they returned to camp, the entire team was less than a third of their original staff, and this was their worst battle damage.

Seeing the direction in which the bodies of those 'comrades-in-arms' were sent home, Ding Fan couldn't help but shed tears.

People's hearts are made of meat, who can really not have a little emotion?

Although when you are in the camp, when everyone looks down on each other, and even drinking and fighting, it is very common, but once you leave the camp, the moment you hold the guns in your hands, everyone's guns are aimed at the enemy, and everyone around you is their own.

There was a saying in the camp that when you leave the same camp, the muzzle of the gun will never be pointed at your own person, unless he is about to be captured.

At that moment, Ding Fan finally understood that although these mercenaries seemed to be a well-trained army, they were not real soldiers after all, and there was no protection from the state behind them to rely on, once they were captured by the enemy, death might be their best destination, no one would treat them as prisoners of war at all, and there would be no convention to restrain these people.

And this Lin Laijin, a killer, actually ridiculously mentioned the prisoner of war convention, in Ding Fan's opinion, he is not worthy of mentioning this matter at all according to such a person.

In fact, Lin Laijin didn't expect why Ding Fan would have such a big reaction when he mentioned this matter.

He has always told himself in his heart that he is still a soldier, and even he has forgotten that the country is no longer the country it once was, and the so-called soldiers have long been wrong.

So when Ding Fan insulted him, although he didn't seem to care much, in his heart, he felt that people didn't say anything wrong, and what kind of soldier he was now, and he actually talked about the prisoner of war convention ridiculously, which was simply humiliating himself.

One of the two was inside, looking gloomy and sad recalling themselves back then, and the other was standing outside, looking up to the sky and sighing, paying tribute to the brothers who died on the battlefield that year, and there was silence all around.

As the cool breeze blew, bringing up the surrounding wild grass, there was a soft rustling sound.

"Looking at your age, you don't look like someone who has been on the battlefield, but when you shot at me before, I could see that your methods are very sophisticated, with a little shadow of killing and fighting, it's really incomprehensible!"

Lin Laijin was silent for a long time, and finally seemed to be a little resigned to his fate, moved his body slightly, gradually leaned against the wall, twitched his nose hard, and said stiffly: "I used to be a soldier, but unfortunately I was born at the wrong time, the muzzle of the gun was aimed at my own people, and I couldn't do it at all, and finally became what I am now, many years...... I almost forgot that I had taken off my military uniform for many years. ”

Ding Fan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and suppressed the faint pain in his heart: "People who have not experienced war will never understand the preciousness of peace, but those who have really touched war with their hands will understand the sacredness of life!"

Although the words are simple, a person who has not really experienced life and death, and has not experienced war, will only make people feel very hypocritical and a bit sad and sad.

On the contrary, it was said in Ding Fan's mouth, which made Lin Laijin feel empathetic, and also made him completely understand that this seemingly young man is a person who has really experienced war, and in a sense, they may be the same kind of people.

"I took the dark flower, what do you want to know, just say it!"

As soon as these words came out, Ding Fan was a little surprised, he really didn't expect that what he just said would make Lin Laijin figure it out.

But these killers still can't be completely convinced, and it's not a bad thing to have more eyes.

"I want your black card, and your login password!" Ding Fan asked for something very direct, and he was not afraid that he would not give it, anyway, there were many people who would be sent over one by one, and there were always those who were timid and afraid of death: "In addition, I want to know, who received your dark flowers from, and you won't even know who the person who sent the dark flowers is!"

These two questions really hit the key position in one sentence.

Lin Laijin, who had a calm face before, was suddenly speechless, and the whole person fell silent.

"If you don't want to say it, forget it, I don't force you, you are not the only one who will come later, there will always be someone willing to say!"

After saying this, Ding Fan planned to leave, he had stayed here long enough, Guo Siping should be back soon, and there was no need for him to wait here.

But Ding Fan had just turned around, and before he walked out, he heard Lin Laijin behind him say: "It's not that I still want to hide anything, but I really don't know who gave it to the dark flower, as for the black card, I can give it to you, and the password can also be used, but there will be someone in the background of the black network to confirm your identity, and you can't use it at all!"

Not to mention, Ding Fanke never thought about this.

A computer black card, there are even people who will appear to verify their identity, and I guess I haven't talked about it before.

Could it be that he is deliberately hiding this matter, or is there an essential difference between the two black cards, so he doesn't know about it at all!