Looking at the man with glasses who had fainted on the ground, Lin Han was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about how to deal with this person.

After thinking for a while, he immediately went over and groped on the other party's body for a while, took off everything on his body, and piled it up on the ground.

In addition to cash, some Chinese documents, keys, mobile phones and other common things, there is also a pistol, and a small white medicine bottle.

Judging from several documents, this person's name is "Liu Zhixian", a Korean ethnic group, and a reporter for Ji Provincial Satellite TV. A little search on the Internet seems to corroborate the news information.

Lin Han moved his gaze to the pistol again, and after taking a closer look, he recognized that it was a pistol produced by the famous Glock Company.

There is no doubt that this Glock pistol is the one that Liu Zhixian tried to attack himself just now.

Lin Han put it away, and then picked up the small white medicine bottle again.

The vial is small enough to be easily clipped between two fingers, without any labels on the outside, and not even the bottle itself has any symbols printed on it.

What's inside?

He opened the vial, looked down and sniffed it gently.

Almond flavor.

The almond flavor was found in this dangerous person again, and most of what was contained in it was cyanide.

The portable and super-toxic cyanide is almost certain to death, and is the first choice for poisoning or suicide, and the lethality of this thing is very small, this vial is estimated to poison even elephants.

It was a pistol and cyanide again, and a word immediately popped up in Lin Han's mind:

Spy.

Looking at the man with glasses who fell to the ground, he couldn't help but think in his heart, this guy should not be sent from abroad to spy on the secret of the fermion vertical traction instrument, right?

It's funny to think about a bunch of lasers and electromagnetic jammers to blow up a spy.

Lin Han pondered for a while, then stuffed things other than pistols and cyanide back into Liu Zhixian's body, and then dragged this person to a nearby grove, and found a cave to get into.

"Hiss......" What was a little surprising was that there was a patterned python coiled in the cave, which was quite large, and was looking at Lin Han in a daze at this time, while spitting out snake letters.

Lin Han waved his hand casually, letting the python retreat to the side, and then stepped forward and leaned over to the ground to slap it.

Hearing only the sound of "boom", the ground shook, and an underground passage appeared, extending several steps.

Taking Liu Zhixian into the tunnel, Lin Han thought about it and recruited the python in.

"Hiss......" The python spat out the snake letter, and a faint fishy smell came from its body.

"Wrap it up slowly. Lin Han pointed at it.

"Hiss-" The python obeyed the order, and immediately crawled over and began to slowly wrap around Liu Zhixian's body.

Then, Lin Han took out his mobile phone again and opened the recording software. Since this man is most likely a spy, he must have something valuable to say from his mouth, otherwise it will be too wasteful.

Then just listening to the sound of "pop", he slapped Liu Zhixian awake.

Although he was woken up by pain, the fatigue effect of the life authority on Liu Zhixian was not greatly affected.

So even though he was horrified to find the python crawling on him, he couldn't muster up the strength to resist at all, but gradually became a little drowsy.

At this time, Lin Han asked out loud: "Who are you?"

Liu Zhixian's body trembled, only then did he realize that there was still a person hidden in the dark, and he panicked in his heart, but he didn't know what was going on.

Didn't you just sit in the field and rest?

Where is this?

Now that the pistol is gone, the cyanide is gone, and the whole body is inexplicably unable to exert strength, and it is simply a state of being slaughtered.

And what made him even more frightened was that the python was winding around him little by little, the snake pupils had a fierce light, and there were bursts of fishy breath coming from the snake's letter......

Seeing that the other party didn't react, Lin Han asked again: "Who are you?"

"I ......" Liu Zhixian tried to suppress his fear and exhaustion, but as soon as he spoke, his voice was trembling and hoarse.

His trembling and hoarse voice made him feel a little more apprehensive.

No, you must control yourself......

He bit his lip hard, and the smell of blood welling up in his mouth made his fear and exhaustion subside a little.

"Who are you?" he asked, taking a breath, still a little shaky.

The environment was dark, damp, and seemed to be so closed that he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, and it was difficult to even detect the other's presence.

However, he also vaguely guessed that the other party was likely to be the mysterious person who shot himself just now but missed.

Lin Han didn't seem to hear it, but repeated, "Who are you?"

Gu Jing Bubo's voice made Liu Zhixian's face pale a lot, but then he seemed to be angry and said: "What are you going to do, the guy who hides his head and tail?"

"Who are you?" Lin Han said repeatedly.

Liu Zhixian closed his mouth tightly, his eyes were full of anger and fear.

The cramped enclosed space that is extremely uncomfortable, the mechanical repetition of the questioning, and the python that is about to move......

He quickly reacted, and the other party clearly planned to give him a fatigue interrogation, although he had never heard of this situation before.

Although there is no substantial physical harm in fatigue interrogation, it is definitely no less powerful than any torture.

In a way, the endless fatigue of interrogation is the most horrific interrogation method in the world.

Without any offensive objects, and exhausted to the point of almost drowsy, he was at a loss in his own heart in the face of such a tiring interrogation.

"Who are you?" Lin Han still asked mechanically.

Although the python on his body moved slowly, it became tighter and tighter, and Liu Zhixian's cold sweat broke out.

After a while, he swallowed his saliva and said with some hesitation: "I am a reporter from Ji Provincial Satellite TV, Liu Zhixian ......"

When Lin Han heard this, he secretly sneered in his heart.

Television reporters hid pistols and cyanide? If all the reporters in China were as good as you, would Hong Kong reporters still be able to run so fast? If you lie, you must abide by the Basic Law.

He still said lightly: "Who are you?"

The python on his body became tighter and tighter, and the fishy smell of the snake came to his nose, and the slippery and greasy touch made Liu Zhixian have goosebumps all over his body.

Fear and exhaustion were like tidal waves, hitting Liu Zhixian's nerves over and over again.

There is no doubt that it is impossible to fool the other party as a TV reporter, he has to say something.

Otherwise, this python on his body is very likely to entangle him alive.

Liu Zhixian was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "My real name is Liu Zhixian, Korean-American, working for the CIA ...... CIA."