Liao Jiajun was stunned, and after a long time, he suddenly applauded vigorously: "Well said!"

Cang Hao smiled deeply: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

"I didn't think you were Jerold. ”

"I didn't expect you to know who I am, after all, Jerold is my English name, and there are no more people who know this name when they leave that jungle than they know my Chinese name!" After a pause, Cang Hao said solemnly: "And I want you to help me keep it secret?"

"Why?" Liao Jiajun blurted out: "You can be a hero, but you don't want to be a hero, and you are obsessed with being a lewd little employee!"

Cang Hao's face was black: "Why am I obscene?"

"I ...... Say it casually. Liao Jiajun smiled: "Really, seriously, I really didn't expect that I would be able to catch you!"

"Catch me?" Cang Hao smiled: "Why did you arrest me, what law did I violate?"

"You used to work for a drug cartel ......"

"I also helped capture Nazi fugitives, and the Israeli government secretly awarded me a medal. Cang Hao interrupted Liao Jiajun's words: "Actually, if you really look at the ideology you uphold, you may still have to call those drug dealers comrade, this issue is very sensitive, I don't say much, I just want to tell you that the existence of the drug problem has complex social roots, even if there is no drug trafficking armed force back then, there will be other people who take risks." ”

"That's right. Liao Jiajun nodded helplessly: "After all, this thing is too profitable." ”

"The most important thing is not that this thing is profitable, but that there are many people who need it, because market demand creates market supply. But I still don't want to say more about this question......" Taking a deep breath, Cang Hao said slowly: "What you must understand is that people and things in this world are sometimes difficult to measure right and wrong, and the relationship between black and white is actually not so obvious, most of the time it is a gray state, which is the original ecology of the real world." To give you an example, the Nazi fugitive I captured, what many people don't know is that he has a great reputation in some parts of South America, and all the money he made in his life was used for good deeds. But he just hated the Jews, and even later in court, he scolded the Jews, for the simple reason that his father and grandfather had been brutally exploited by the Jewish capitalists...... So how do you evaluate this person?"

Liao Jiajun was speechless for a while: "This ......"

"In any case, I have gotten rid of my past life, and I am now at ease as an ordinary person. Cang Hao said, taking another deep breath: "So don't ask me again!"

"Okay......" Liao Jiajun didn't ask again, but looked at Cang Hao for a long time, as if he wanted to look at every hair on Cang Hao's body carefully. I don't know how long it took, Liao Jiajun suddenly said: "Let's change the topic, I want to know how you can become the king of mercenaries!"

"I can sue you, but you must promise that you and I will not be able to let anyone know about your conversation today. ”

"Good. Liao Jiajun got up and took Cang Hao out of the inquiry room, came to the reception room, and personally ran to serve a cup of coffee, which was still fragrant Blue Mountain: "There is no monitoring here, and my personality guarantees that what you say will not be passed out." ”

Cang Hao took a sip of Blue Mountain coffee: "It tastes good." ”

Liao Jiajun's eyes shone brightly: "Now you can say it, right?"

"Many years ago, our family emigrated abroad, and my parents invested in a business, in fact, the original plan was very good, but I didn't expect ......" smiled suddenly, Cang Hao told Liao Jiajun: "The economic crisis came unexpectedly, not only did I not make money, but I owed a huge amount of usury!

"So you're paying it back?"

"That's right. Cang Hao nodded vigorously: "At that time, there were two choices in front of me, or to be locked up in a sweatshop and not see the light of day until I was sick and died." Or, by chance, I went down a different path. ”

"Go on. ”

"When I think back today, I feel like I was just a weak teenager, and I didn't even know how to open the safety of the gun, so I became a mercenary. Do you know that there are a lot of people like me, but all of them are just cannon fodder, and everyone needs money for various purposes, some of them are pursuing excitement, and some of them feel that life is boring...... Anyway, everyone went to the battlefield, and most of them died, but luckily, I survived. ”

"How did you become the king of soldiers?"

"It's simple, learn by fighting. Hehe smiled, Cang Hao said deeply: "I guess, you may have questions, since I am the king of soldiers, why do I have to repay the loan shark." This question is very reasonable, in fact, I can completely kill all those loan sharks, and even many of my comrades-in-arms and brothers have proposed this ......."

"You didn't do that?"

"Yes. Cang Hao nodded very seriously: "The reason is very simple, I don't want to owe people money, even if I kill them, this debt is actually still there." So, I talked to them later, and when my brothers and I showed the gun, they happily waived the interest, and I only paid back the principal. ”

"And then?"

"Being a mercenary, at first it was to pay off debts, but then the purpose was a little different......" Cang Hao said, lighting a cigarette: "I am fascinated by the unknown and explore unexpected borders, so I took my team to fight in every war-torn place in the world. Strictly speaking, Heights 17 belonged to North America, then I went to Africa, then South America...... Longest time in South America!"

"Do you have information that you used to be an undercover agent for Interpol?"

"I don't want to talk about this, next topic. ”

"Okay. Liao Jiajun looked at Cang Hao, his mood was still excited, he was only through guò anti-terrorism study, and he came into contact with Gerald's information, but he didn't expect this legendary figure to really sit in front of him at this time. Liao Jiajun originally had a lot of questions to ask, but he didn't know where to start, so he simply turned the topic back to the case at hand: "Yesterday, when you were on the plane, you told people that murder would happen, I believe you didn't talk nonsense!"

"Why don't you believe I'm really just here to pick up girls?"

"I'm sure you wouldn't joke about that!"

"I really won't. Cang Hao shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly: "However, there were some problems with the way I handled it at the time, and I was treated as mentally ill." ”

"It's not your responsibility. Liao Jiajun shook his head: "I imagined it, in fact, there was no better way to deal with it at that time for anyone." After all, on a well-flying flight, someone suddenly says that there is going to be a murder, and basically no one will believe it. ”

"Long live understanding. Cang Hao felt that Liao Jiajun seemed to be a little empathetic, and he didn't know if all the energy in his chest was transferred to his brain.

"According to the results of the autopsy, the deceased died of excessive blood loss due to a punctured major artery in the neck. At present, the airport police station has searched the airport, but the murder weapon has never been found. After a pause, Liao Jiajun said anxiously: "You tell me quickly, what is going on." ”

"It's simple. There were a lot of magazines in the reception room, Cang Hao took one casually, tore off a page from it, and began to fold it seriously: "The current airport security check is very strict, and the metal objects on the body and the things that may become murder weapons will be checked clearly." However, for true connoisseurs, any object can become a murder weapon, because they are familiar with the anatomy of the human body, know where the most vulnerable places are, and know what kind of effect can be achieved by injuring a certain part. But they usually don't take it lightly, especially on a plane, so as not to be known. ”

Liao Jiajun looked at Cang Hao seriously and asked, "Could it be that the murder weapon is a magazine?"

"Look. Cang Hao folded the magazine into a triangle, and there happened to be an apple next to it, and Cang Hao easily pierced the tip of the triangle into the apple: "The current full-color magazine is very hard, as long as it is folded in a specific way, it has a certain lethality." However, I am not an expert, I just know a rough, professionally trained person, using such means to pierce the arteries of the human body at the right angle and speed, and kill people with a light yì. ”

Liao Jiajun looked at the paper knife in Cang Hao's hand in surprise: "That's how you judged?"

"At the time, I saw something like that on the plane, and the way it folded was not just stacked and played. I guess the murderer was just experimenting at the time, and didn't plan to kill right away, but I didn't expect to throw it away and be picked up by me. Cang Hao shrugged his shoulders: "So I conclude that there will be a murder!"

"I mean, the autopsy can only prove that the artery was pierced by a sharp object, but it can't detect what a sharp object is. As long as the murderer tears this thing up and throws it in the toilet to flush it, where can we find the murder weapon!" Liao Jiajun stood up and hurriedly asked, "Where is the thing you picked up?"

"Thrown!"

"That's important physical evidence, maybe there are murderer's fingerprints on it, how can you just throw it?"

"It's useless. Cang Hao shook his head slowly: "I can assure you, you can't find any fingerprints on it, professional killers like this are very cautious, they usually wear transparent nail polish on their fingers." It doesn't look special, but no matter what object you touch, it doesn't leave fingerprints. ”

"This ......"

"Of course, you can look up which of the magazines on the plane is missing pages and find the passengers by the corresponding seat number. But what you can think of, the murderer can also think of, the murder weapon he used was not necessarily from the magazine on the plane. You know, you can see this kind of cardboard everywhere these days, and you can be stuffed with more than a dozen advertising flyers when you walk on the street. After a pause, Cang Hao continued to analyze: "Also, although this thing was picked up near me, it is possible that the murderer threw it at will, so the murderer may not be by my side." ”

"So we can't find the murderer at all?" Liao Jiajun heard these words and found that the legendary king of mercenaries was really not boasting, but had already completely guessed what the police might do next.