How does a person feel when they are confronted with something unknown or a person? The answer is confusion, fear, and fear.

Qin Dajun felt this way now, when the two men in black suits took out the small black book with the national emblem in their arms, and asked him to cooperate with the investigation, Qin Dajun's legs began to swing uncontrollably.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he just posted a post to explode his privacy, and he wouldn't make such a big battle, right? There are so many paparazzi in the whole world, and I haven't seen any of them being investigated. It is clear that these two black suits are certainly not cops.

The two black suits drove an army green warrior off-road, the car had no license plates, one of them was responsible for driving, and the other leaned the other end of the handcuffs on his wrist, and then pulled Qin Dajun to sit in the back seat.

I haven't done anything to be sorry for the country and the people, and there's nothing to be afraid of. Qin Dajun comforted himself like this in his heart.

However, this comfort completely collapsed in less than half an hour.

The car had already driven out of the Fifth Ring Road, and it had no intention of stopping, which made Qin Dajun even more frightened......

"Two-two comrades, you--where are you taking me? I didn't do anything. Qin Dajun asked with a trembling voice.

"Don't say what you shouldn't say, don't ask what you shouldn't ask." The black suit sitting next to him said expressionlessly. "You don't have to be afraid, we just ask you to cooperate with the investigation."

Qin Dajun is about to cry, cooperate with the investigation? When will you have to be handcuffed to cooperate with the investigation? This is not cooperating with the investigation, and the more you look at it, the more it looks like a special state agency is catching spies.

"Two comrades, please, let me make a call?" Qin Dajun said pleadingly.

"Shut your mouth." The black suit said coldly. "One more piece of nonsense, and we have the right to shoot you, you know?"

As a result, Qin Dajun was completely honest.

It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, Qin Dajun comforted himself again. Didn't you say to cooperate with the investigation? Then I'll cooperate with the investigation.

After another five minutes of driving, the car came to the entrance of a compound guarded by two armed soldiers.

When I looked out the window, I saw a sign at the door with the words "Garrison of a certain group army" written on it.

This is the troops? I was captured by the troops?

Qin Dajun was stunned, he thought that these two black suits were not a secret department, at least they were also the National Security Bureau or something—but when did the troops have this right? However, this also made the heart that Qin Dajun had been carrying back into his stomach.

Everyone has an idol in their childhood, such as robot cats, Transformers, and Thunderbolt Ranger. Qin Dajun is no exception, his idols are those soldier brothers who hold steel guns to defend their families and defend the country. And his dream when he was a child was to grow up to be a soldier and defend the motherland.

It's a pity that his small body was directly brushed off during the physical examination, and he had no choice but to go to college, and now he has become a glorious dog head.

Since he is a soldier, it will not hurt me, Qin Dajun thought to himself.

The car drove around for another two minutes before it stopped in front of a small two-story building.

This small building is in an independent courtyard, there is no sign at the door, and no one is allowed to enter or leave, and it is as if it is a ghost building.

The two black suits pulled Qin Dajun out of the car with expressionless faces, and after entering the small building, they were taken to the innermost room on the second floor.

Pushing open the door, the light suddenly darkened, and only a dim light bulb hung overhead.

The room was simply furnished, with a desk, a chair, plus a computer.

There was a man sitting on the chair, a man, a man who was also dressed in black.

"Are you Qin Dajun?" After the two black suits went out, the man looked at Qin Dajun and asked.

"Yes—I'm Qin Dajun."

"Good." The man nodded in satisfaction. "Let me introduce myself, my name is Hu Mu, and I want to ask you to cooperate with the investigation."

"Yes, yes, yes." Qin Dajun nodded again and again and said. "Comrade Hu will cooperate with me as much as he needs, and I will definitely satisfy you."

"Good." Hu Mu nodded and said. "I think I'm looking for you to investigate something, you should have the bottom in your heart, right?"

"I-I know." Qin Dajun said squeaked. "I posted things I shouldn't have posted and said things I shouldn't have said."

"If you know, it's good." Hu Mu said coldly. "You should know what his identity is, if it's an ordinary star, I don't care about you - but, his identity is not ordinary, do you know the consequences of your remarks?"

Brush--The cold sweat on Qin Dajun's forehead broke out in an instant, his face turned pale, and his legs couldn't help but start to swing - he didn't confess so quickly if he knew it.

"Hu-Comrade Hu, I am both old and young -- I really know that I am wrong, please give me another chance." Qin Dajun wailed and begged Hu Mu for mercy, with a handful of snot and tears, as if he was going to be pulled out to beat iron peanuts in the next second.

"I know you're old and young." Hu Mu said expressionlessly. "But don't worry, it's safe here, and no one will do anything to you, as long as you're willing to cooperate."

"I cooperate, I cooperate with everything." Qin Dajun said repeatedly.

"As long as you are willing to cooperate." Hu Mu nodded, pointed to the computer, and then pointed to a CD on the table, and said. "Now for you to make up for it - there's something in this CD, wait a look, this is where you're going to work for the next three days, you know what to do."

"I know, I promise you're satisfied." Qin Dajun quickly agreed.

"Alright, start now, until it's over, you can't get out of this room." Hu Mu stood up and said. "There is a bathroom in the room, and someone will come and bring you food when it's time to eat."

After speaking, Hu Mu opened the door and walked out.

Looking at the tightly closed door, Qin Dajun suddenly felt weak all over his body, sweat on his forehead, and came to the chair tremblingly, sitting on it, soaked with sweat, as if he had just been fished up from the river.

God, the Bodhisattva, the Queen Mother, and the Buddha bless me, and I am scared to death. After a while, Qin Dajun felt that his body was gradually recovering his strength, and he did not rush to look at the disc, but first worshiped the gods and Buddhas.

Seeing that there was still a box of cigarettes on the table, Qin Dajun took out one, lit it with his hand that was still trembling slightly, and took a few puffs, before putting his eyes on the disc. He knew that whether he could get out of here or not would depend on how hot he could fry the contents of the disc.