Chapter 373: The outside world changes fast

In fact, what Prisoner No. 1 wants to ask most now is: In the process of kidnapping you, you definitely changed your clothes more than twice, this change should be very thorough, and the original cloth on your body should not be left, you, you, how did you keep this spy button?

Prisoner No. 1 actually wants to say: It's not that I don't know, it's just that the outside world is changing fast.

The button that An Feng took out, Prisoner No. 1 originally imagined that the button was a computer monitor. But such a miniature ...... Tablets, it's unimaginable.

However, Prisoner No. 1 also knows that after entering the information age, the explosion of knowledge is on average once every seven years. When Prisoner No. 1 was first kidnapped, the home computer was probably still using the Pentium 5 chip, and the information highway established by countries around the world at that time had a transmission rate of about 100 megabits, and now, the data transmission rate of the home network is at least 10G or more, and the computer chip is no longer the original Pentium 5.

Well, it seems that all technological inventions have a precursor before they become popular, the use of miniature insects as a spy tool, which appeared in a novel about "Daredevil of London" in the eighteenth century, in the twenties of the last century, microcomputer screens were also conceived, and in the forties of the twentieth century, when Internet technology was just born, some people conceived of miniaturized, movable spy devices......

Well, Prisoner Number 1 decided not to think too much about the technology. He lay on the bed with his eyes closed, waited for a while, and without waiting for An Feng's answer, he began to suspect in his heart: This No. 3 prisoner is by no means just a civilian officer. He had just arrived today, and his first act was to show that he was capable of bringing spy equipment into his cell, and that he was ...... It is clear that he is a high-ranking agent.

In fact, for An Feng, he didn't care whether Prisoner No. 1 was aware of his true identity or not. It also doesn't matter if Prisoner No. 1 and Prisoner No. 2 have been brainwashed into being an inside line for the kidnappers.

As the ultimate murder weapon in the world, even with his bare hands, An Feng is sure to kill out of this city, and in his "Time Gate", there are never a shortage of weapons. So he doesn't have to take into account the feelings of others, he just does his own thing.

Is it arrogant? An Feng definitely has the qualifications to be arrogant.

The next day, at breakfast, Prisoner No. 2 was still awake. Prisoner No. 1 pretended to wake up when he heard the iron door of the wing. And An Feng, as a soldier, had already turned over and sat up at dawn, sorted out his personal belongings, washed and cleaned. When the shouts of morning prayer in the mosque wafted from the window, An Feng also knelt beside the bed and began to pray—he also pretended.

When the child guard came to deliver the meal, An Feng had already taken care of all his personal affairs. There are no books, newspapers and magazines, no radio, no television, and no Internet. An Feng, who had a strong military atmosphere, began to exercise personally, and he did the "seven-minute exercise method" over and over again in a small cell, and did it again whenever his strength recovered, until the child appeared outside the door.

For An Feng's silent diligence, Prisoner No. 2 did not comment a word, he got up sleepily, and sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, and only jumped out of bed when the child entered the cell, and lazily took the rice bowl handed by the child, put the rice bowl aside first, and then started his early morning bath.

Of course, after the bath, Prisoner No. 1 also began to pray - this action Prisoner No. 1 did with sincerity, because the solitary life of imprisonment absolutely needs to be supported by faith.

The guard's child sat in the corridor for a while, and after watching An Feng finish eating, he put away his dishes and chopsticks and looked at the No. 1 cage. At this time, Prisoner No. 1 had not finished his prayers, and when An Feng began to walk in a circle indoors again, moving his legs and upper limbs, Prisoner No. 1 slowly stood up and picked up a bowl to eat.

Prisoner No. 1 ate slowly, and when the guard child put away his dishes and chopsticks, Prisoner No. 2 still did not wake up. The caretaker decided not to wait, he seemed to be accustomed to No. 2's laziness, and habitually left his job in cell No. 2, and turned to leave the cage.

The atmosphere of silence lasted for a while, and I don't know when the two awake prisoners began to talk in the air, and Prisoner No. 1 spoke first, asking: "Is the current French (football) team captain still Zidan (Zidane)?" ”

"In 2006, the captain was indeed Zidan, but the French team was only the runner-up, and they lost to Italy in the penalty shootout", An Feng replied sullenly.

The two took the opportunity to talk about the World Cup teams of various countries, and the No. 1 prisoner maintained his style of few words, only occasionally interjecting a few words - this kind of brief communication is also necessary, the cell is very small, everyone can't move, there are no books, newspapers, magazines, no news, everyone can't be in a daze for a long time, right?

It wasn't until noon that prisoner number two woke up, and he began to eat his portion of the meal, which I don't know if it was breakfast or lunch. As Prisoner 2 woke up, Prisoner 1 became less talkative, but Prisoner 2's chatter filled all the gaps in the cell, and the constant humming in the cell was irritating.

The only books in the cell were religious books by extremists. In the afternoon, An Feng felt the need to rest his brain and mouth, so he casually tore off a page from the religious book, crumpled the page into a small ball, turned it into a paper ball, threw it on the ground, and with a light kick, the paper ball passed through the gap in the fence and entered Cell No. 2.

Prisoner No. 2 was stunned for a moment, kicked the paper ball back with a sluggish kick, An Feng immediately kicked it back, this kick was too strong, and directly entered the No. 1 cell through the fence, the No. 1 prisoner's eyes were shining, he looked at the paper ball under his feet, and then looked at the No. 3 cell, and a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.

It was confirmed that Prisoner Three was definitely a high-ranking agent, and that he was good at shooting and assassinating.

A small ball of paper is powerless, and it takes extreme strength and extreme skill to kick a ball of paper seven meters away with one kick. An Feng's foot passed through the two iron fences and went straight into the No. 1 cell, which was actually a subtle reminder to No. 1 that he had the ability to kill the guards here in an instant, even if he was bare-handed at the moment.

Prisoner No. 1 moved slightly, kicked the paper ball out with a gentle kick, and Prisoner No. 2 became a transit station, he quickly kicked the paper ball to An Feng, when An Feng kicked it back, the force was a little greater, and the paper ball smashed through the fence on the iron pillar between Cell No. 2 and Cell No. 1, and then bounced back to Cell No. 2.

Without any hint, Prisoner 1 immediately cooperated, he walked to the iron fence between the two cells, reached into Cell 2, and shouted in a dull voice, "Kick it ......"

The Italian prisoner's kicking skills were not very high, and he kicked the small paper ball twice before it reached the iron fence, and the first prisoner put his arms around the shoulder of the second prisoner through the iron fence and made a scramble movement under his feet.

Prisoner No. 2 immediately realized that the other party was simulating a scramble, and he grinned and put his shoulder on Prisoner No. 1, stretched out his right foot, and fought with Prisoner No. 1's left foot in the air...... Suddenly, Prisoner No. 2 was stunned, and then Prisoner No. 1 was pulled over, leaning against the iron fence and falling into a coma - just now, Prisoner No. 1 suddenly pressed the carotid artery of Prisoner No. 2, causing the opponent's brain to fall into a coma due to lack of oxygen.

After the other party's body was settled, Prisoner No. 1 spoke quickly, "We have three minutes at most, tell me your identity?" ”

An Feng shook his head: "It's better for you to say it first." ”

Prisoner Number replied quickly: "I can't say, even if you're here to rescue me, I can't say." ”

An Feng nodded: "Okay then, I can't tell you either, and I can't tell you my purpose, nor can I tell you my true identity......"

Prisoner No. 1 immediately answered, "But we can cooperate with each other." ”

At this moment, there were footsteps outside the corridor, this time there were two footsteps, No. 1 turned his head and looked at Prisoner No. 2, he patted the other man's face and shouted, "What's wrong with you, wake up." ”

Prisoner No. 2 staggered to his senses, he looked at the paper ball under his feet, and said in frustration: "It seems that I have exercised too little, and my heart suddenly can't stand it, and there is a lack of oxygen in the brain." ”

As soon as the words fell, the iron door of the wing room clanged, and the caretaker child appeared outside the door, and the middle-aged aunt Na Danmu.

The two looked at the three prisoners in the room, Prisoner No. 1 turned around and returned to his bed and regained his position, Prisoner No. 2 and An Feng glanced at each other, and No. 2 turned his foot and kicked the paper ball into An Feng's cell, completely ignoring the new guard.

The child was still young and vigorous, and seeing that he was not respected, he angrily pulled the bolt of the gun and scolded An Feng and the No. 2 prisoner...... Who ignored his scolding, An Feng toed, and the small paper ball entered the No. 2 cell through the iron fence.

The boy felt that he had lost face, and he came over angrily and was about to poke Prisoner No. 2 with the barrel of his gun, but Nadammu immediately grabbed the child's shoulder, and she shouted in the direction of Cell No. 3: "No. 3, if someone wants to see you, please put your hand out of the fence." ”

The two active people in the cell stopped moving, and Nadanmu hurriedly added: "Three, it's useless to resist, you should know how to do it." ”

The soldier's handbook does not require the captured soldier to resist to the end, but on the contrary, the soldier is reminded to cooperate with the other party's request as much as possible, and repeatedly emphasizes that any behavior of the captured soldier in life-threatening situations is forgivable, such as being forced to make anti-American remarks in front of the television, anti-presidential remarks, and so on.

Life is supreme, and there is no need to lose it for a quarrel.

An Feng obediently walked to the iron fence and handed his hands out. Nadanmu immediately took out a pair of handcuffs and handcuffed An Feng's hands.

The door of the cell opened, Na Danmu handed over a black hood, An Feng raised his handcuffed hands and signaled, Na Danmu made a squatting gesture, An Feng bowed slightly, and the other party immediately put the hood on An Feng's head.

The world around him has become dark, but there is a sense of transcendence, and An Feng still sees the outside world very clearly. But he still had to make a stumbling appearance, escorted by the child and Nadanmu, out of the cell, out of the small courtyard where he was imprisoned, and into the street outside.

Prisoner No. 2 is correct on the outside, and the architectural pattern outside the street is exactly what he described: two long bungalows form a courtyard, and outside the courtyard there is a large stone gate similar to a shikumen, and countless similar shikumen constitute an open street, and at both ends of this street, there are still large doors, and in the event of an accident, the two large doors are closed, and this becomes a fortified fortress......

The child and Na Danmu did not escort An Feng out of the Shikumen, Na Danmu took An Feng's hand and walked towards a house opposite, the child kept poking An Feng with the barrel of the gun in the back, his force was very strong, as if he was venting the anger of being disrespected just now.

The gate of the courtyard that needed to be entered was open, and there were twelve or thirteen gunmen in the courtyard, most of the gunmen were standing in the courtyard, and there was a small group of people squatting on the ground in a circle, discussing what was going on, and occasionally these people let out a loud strange howl, which sounded harsh - of course, these scenes An Feng should not see, he could only hear the sound outside.

The building of this courtyard is U-shaped, in the center is a tall, main house made of ingredients, the main house on both sides of the main house is a wing room, An Feng was led to the door of the main house by Nadanmu's soft little hand, at this time a person came out of the main house, pointed to the room on the left, Nadanmu then led An Feng to turn around and enter the side room.

Peshawar is located in the mountains, and the nights in the mountains are very cold, so the walls of the local buildings are very thick. The wing room has two doors, front and back, and there are no windows in the walls, so the inside of the house is completely dark.

The child did not follow the gate into the wing, a person in the courtyard came over and helped Nadanmu open the iron door outside the wing, and when Nadanmu took An Feng's hand and entered the outer door, the person who opened the door quickly closed the outer door and carefully locked the outer door.

Immediately afterwards, the inner door opened, and both doors were embedded in the wall - this wall was a meter and a half wide, and the gate was very thick. After Nadanmu led An Feng into this house, when the gate was closed, the noise in the courtyard was almost inaudible, and there was absolute silence in the room.

It was an interrogation room, nine meters long and eight meters wide. In the center of the room is a simple board table with a fishing lamp set up on the board table, and a chair opposite the board table with leather straps on the armrests and legs of the chair.

There were two strong men in the interrogation room, almost two meters tall, these two strong men pressed An Feng's shoulders and tied An Feng's limbs to the chair, and then one strong man walked behind the chair and pressed An Feng's shoulders with both hands, and the other strong man walked to the opposite side of the table, flicked the lamp with his hand, and hit the light on An Feng's face.

Everything was ready, and Nadanmu sat down on the side of the table. The strong man behind the chair stretched out his hand to uncover An Feng's hood, An Feng's eyes suddenly turned white, he squinted his eyes to avoid the oncoming light, and at this time he found that there was a large mirror on the opposite wall, and there was a corner door on the side...... Oh, that mirror should be a single mirror, and there should be someone on the other side watching him at the moment.

No one spoke outside the pillar of light, and the silence remained for three minutes, and the corner door rang slightly, and Carimel walked over with unhurried steps, and he sat down across the table and spoke calmly: "I don't like torture to extract confessions, but I really can't afford it, I don't have much time."

Tut-tut, I was supposed to meet with you in a month, and when you've spent a month fully experiencing your life as a prisoner, you'll be able to communicate more easily. But it occurred to me that you lived in an underground missile shaft, and your job was boring and lonely, so you might be very comfortable living in captivity...... Of course, this captivity shatters your faith - you already know it: Miss Upton is our man.

For this, it may take me a long time to calm you down, but ...... I don't really have a lot of time. ”

Carimelle snapped his fingers, and the strong man on the other side of the table bowed down, and a square suitcase was placed on the table, this suitcase was not large, about the same as the usual LV cash box.

Carimel took a bunch of keys from his neck, and he took the keyhole of the key**** box, and the lid of the box jumped up with a thud, revealing a device similar to a military computer, with a keyboard and three knobs underneath, three keyholes, and a heavy computer screen on top.

Karimele pulled a key from his neck again, inserted it into one of the keyholes in the box, and after he twisted the key, the military computer seemed to be powered on, Karimele stretched out his slender fingers, typed in three keys, and then twisted the knob of the first keyhole, and the computer screen above lit up, but only one logo appeared on the screen.

In the afterglow of the lamp, Carimelle turned the box in a different direction, pointed the computer screen at An Feng, and then knocked on the table, and said calmly: "Major Volkin, you should be familiar with this thing...... That's right, this thing is still lost from the Ukrainian Strategic Missile Center, it is a masterpiece of the Cold War - the suitcase nuclear bomb. ”

An Feng sighed softly: "There won't be a second or third password." This thing...... When the country collapsed, the military was in disarray, and the man in charge of the second and third ciphers must have retired from the military now, perhaps he went abroad as a businessman. At that time, no one remembered their duty, and they probably forgot that it existed—otherwise, something so important would not have disappeared silently. ”

Carimel nodded, and said approvingly, "That's right, the person who keeps this box only knows the first password, and he doesn't even know who is in charge of the next password." At the time, he sold the box to me for a modest price, and I bought it, only to find out that it was a waste, and I didn't even know who to pay for in order to get the rest of the code. ”

An Feng then added: "The first password is very simple, only three digits - this is to facilitate the person carrying the box to open it quickly. ”

Kalimelle's upper body suddenly leaned towards An Feng, and his voice was slightly excited: "Fortunately, I have you now, I heard that you are the one who compiled this set of password programs, tell me, how to unravel the rest of the passwords." ”

An Feng closed his mouth, his face was silent and solemn.

Kalimel sighed pretentiously: "I told you, I don't have much time, I'm busy. If you're willing to open up and crack the program for me, then make a price, right? A hundred million dollars? Or a billion dollars? …… Well, plus Miss Upton, how about that? sighed: "There won't be a second or third password." This thing...... When the country collapsed, the military was in disarray, and the man in charge of the second and third ciphers must have retired from the military now, perhaps he went abroad as a businessman. At that time, no one remembered their duty, and they probably forgot that it existed—otherwise, something so important would not have disappeared silently. ”

Carimel nodded, and said approvingly, "That's right, the person who keeps this box only knows the first password, and he doesn't even know who is in charge of the next password." At the time, he sold the box to me for a modest price, and I bought it, only to find out that it was a waste, and I didn't even know who to pay for in order to get the rest of the code. ”

An Feng then added: "The first password is very simple, only three digits - this is to facilitate the person carrying the box to open it quickly. ”

Kalimelle's upper body suddenly leaned towards An Feng, and his voice was slightly excited: "Fortunately, I have you now, I heard that you are the one who compiled this set of password programs, tell me, how to unravel the rest of the passwords." ”

An Feng closed his mouth, his face was silent and solemn.

Kalimel sighed pretentiously: "I told you, I don't have much time, I'm busy. If you're willing to open up and crack the program for me, then make a price, right? A hundred million dollars? Or a billion dollars? …… Well, plus Miss Upton, how about that? ”