Chapter 231: Tiger Prison Pass (1)
"Mr. Long, Mr. Long, wake up, wake up." This time it was the general who was calling out to me softly.
I slowly opened my eyes, and I felt that my head and wrists had been clamped with the steel rings and almost exploded.
"Relax, relax, it's just an Indian tailless pit viper, little meaning, it's okay, it's okay." Cha Ye also spoke.
I looked down and saw that there was a small blue snake wrapped around the five fingers of my right hand, about a foot and a half long, with an extremely pointed head and a very short tail.
"What is this?" The general asked.
Tang Hui shook his head: "I don't know, there are some problems that cannot be solved by physical knowledge. This tailless pit viper does not occur locally, but is a species from Thailand and India. ”
I looked at the snake and slowly recalled the manic look on the dovetail's face.
"It's a snake ruin." I understand.
I lifted the cloth with the big man, and the snake ruins were already furious.
Cha Ye cautiously walked over, put a canvas bag on my hand, and with a sudden stroke, the snake fell into the bag.
"Alright, it's okay." Cha Ye said.
Tang Hui took out two delicate spiral keys and opened the four steel rings, liberating me and Zhao Tan.
"Things are going well, I suspect that Zhao Tan has hidden a lot of things and made up a lot of things." I say.
The appearance of the snake ruins made things develop wantonly in the direction of metaphysics, but Zhao Tan never said it.
"For the same thing, everyone stands on a different standpoint, and they feel differently. He thinks the most important thing in the whole thing is the underground ghosts, but you look and listen to all directions, and dig deep into all the things he didn't notice. There is good news, my people have entered the core data room of the royal family, and found the image data during the excavation, which can be compared and corrected with what Zhao Tan said and what you saw. Within an hour, the data will be transmitted. Tang Hui said.
I nodded, if there is a third-party information, all the known information can be combined, and the truth can be drawn, and I am not afraid that one party will deliberately tamper with the facts and mislead us.
"Mr. Long is tired, let's go back to the room and rest first. Get enough sleep to regain your energy. Tang Hui said understandingly.
I stood up, said hello to the group, and went back to my bedroom.
"Mr. Long, rest well, take care of your spirits, I'll think about other things, don't bother." Tang Hui shouted behind my back.
He seems to have a lot of confidence and has a mind about the future.
For me, this is a very dangerous sign. Now, the back of the right hand that had been entangled by the pit viper was hot, as if a layer of skin had been scraped off, and it hurt heartily.
I knew the general would follow suit, and deliberately left a crack in the door.
The general silently pushed the door in, holding a tray containing a boxed lunch and juice.
"Would you like to eat something?" She said.
"I've just been through something and I'm not in the mood to eat." I say.
"We're not in a good situation, you have to eat well because we don't necessarily have time for the next meal. Tang Hui has a conspiracy, we have to take Zhao Tan away. The general said.
Although Tang Hui became more and more polite to me, I didn't have a good impression of him, knowing that his every move had another purpose.
People are separated from each other, and now everyone is pretending to be able to cooperate closely on the surface, but behind the scenes, they are guarding against each other, and they are in the same situation.
"I can't go, I have to use Tang Hui's instruments to continue to explore Zhao Tan's spiritual world, especially 'Jiaomu'." I replied.
"I understand what you mean, it's just a matter of seeking skin with a tiger, it's too dangerous." The general shook his head.
I am indeed seeking skin with Tang Hui and the tiger, he has his purpose, and I also have my purpose.
What he wants is the secret of the tomb of the Oda ghost slave, and what I want is the entire spiritual world of Zhao Tan. At the moment, it seems that he has a thousand clever plans in his belly, has a lot of external information, and is completely in the upper hand, but I know very little about the future, I can only take one step at a time, see the moves, and be passive everywhere.
"Tenma." The general said suddenly.
It is the Pentagon's military base stationed in the island nation, an important control point of the United States' "first island chain", and its military response capability ranks among the top three US military bases in the world, and it is also one of the heavy blows of the United States in countering Asia and the Pan-Pacific region since World War II.
"I overheard Tang Hui's phone call, and the information he just said came from a certain important person in the world." The general added.
I breathed a sigh of relief, this is the harvest of Tang Hui's forbearance. The more information he gathers here, the easier it will be for me, as long as I make a move at the critical moment, the things in his pocket can become my and the general's.
"I've got some short, sleek, powerful weapons hidden in the dark compartment under the bed, including Hidden Bolts, Beaded Crossbows, Traps, and Super Glue. In the future, it may be able to be used. I said.
In a small firefight, firearms, although practical, can be annoying. Even if the muzzle of the gun is screwed on, the difference between gunfire and life noise can be easily distinguished in the ears of experienced police experts. Therefore, I am the least of the advocates of using guns, but using cold weapons to solve the problem.
Those super glues have a great effect, as long as they are applied to the doorknob, they can firmly stick to the hands of the door openers, and they have to peel off two layers of skin or even a piece of flesh to break free.
In this way, in a brutal battle, the opponent will lose the strength of one hand, and the most flexible and commonly used one, which is equivalent to abandoning half of his martial arts.
"I'm worried that your spirit will be controlled by others, Tang Hui is the famous '*', and no one wants to challenge him. In my opinion, he is much scarier than the tailless pit viper just now. The general said.
"He has weaknesses." I said categorically, "He has a very serious information dependence, and if you cut off all external sources of information, he will have a mental breakdown." On the contrary, if all the external information is fake, he will fall into the ecstasy of information. You can think of him as a spider, and if you lose your webs, what is the spider capable of? ”
Modern information personnel are indeed like spiders, surviving in a huge three-dimensional "information network", maintaining their ability to work by switching channels, transporting information, system analysis, and background generation.
When this net is broken, the spiritual source of the informant disappears.
"It's not easy, you know? Tang Hui's family goes back four generations, all of whom are leaders in the spy world. His four uncles, two aunts, an uncle, an older brother, and five older sisters were all international spies who are still active in key parts of the world. His web is not a spider web that we can touch, but a 'sky web' similar to that used in the Pentagon's space warfare. The general said.
I suddenly understood: "It turns out that Tang Hui is not surnamed Tang, but surnamed Hui." ”
The Wyeth family is the world's most famous spy family, and the most classic is their huge role in the Normandy landings and Pearl Harbor in World War II.
There have been too many books, movies, TV series, and documentaries on the market to report and interpret the story of this family, and even if it is meaningless to praise them with titles such as the so-called "king of spies, queen of spies".
By analogy, Yoshiko Kawashima, the most famous female spy in Asia, is likely not even qualified to carry shoes for Wyeth.
If Tang Hui comes from this family, his strength is so profound that it is undetectable.
"Forget it, Mr. Long, it's better to forget it." The general said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Let's admit defeat, this is a war without gunsmoke and hopeless, and we are definitely not Tang Hui's opponent. He said on the phone that this time he wanted to make Mogao Grottoes a matchbox in his hand, open it if he likes it, and close it if he wants to. This analogy...... Hehe, it's terrifying. The general replied with a wry smile.
I paced back and forth in my bedroom, thinking about the question – "Why did Tang Hui come?" ”
If his weakness is not the information network, then it must be "greedy for life and afraid of death".
That kind of steel ring connection device is a great invention, but he has to rely on me to explore Zhao Tan's spiritual world, not do it himself.
I can tell that even when faced with the most desired outcome, he does not want to risk his life, but instead takes a detour and puts safety first at all times.
In that case, if I held the secret in my hand and put myself in a high-risk situation, Tang Hui would not dare to approach and would be forced to negotiate peace with me.
There are two key points in doing this, the first is to grab the secret that Tang Hui wants in advance, and the second is that he must be in a high-risk area that Tang Hui is unwilling to try, such as the dark area in Zhao Tan's spiritual world.
"I'll try those rings again." I say.
"You must be crazy, Mr. Long, think about it, when you enter Zhao Tan's spiritual world, he also enters yours at the same time, just like the blend of water and wine. At the end of the day, you can't tell which is water and which is wine, and in such a state, are you still you? Do you know, maybe Zhao Tan is also looking forward to entering your spiritual world-"
The general suddenly shut up and covered his face with his hands.
I slowly stopped in front of her and waited for a minute, and when she removed her hand, I whispered, "What?" ”
She's not a person who is bad at hiding her heart, but those words just now were so impulsive that she said something that revealed her inner secret.
"Nothing." The general shook his head.
"You know some truths, but you won't tell me yet, do you?" I asked.
"We lost, don't ask." The general turned around and covered his face with his hands again, his shoulders trembling silently.
I really don't need to ask again, the performance of the Great General has already given the best answer.
"Everything is Tang Hui's trap, in addition to the small trap, there are big traps, interlocking, dodging one to ninth, must not dodge the tenth to the hundredth." I realized the crisis, and this crisis came from Tang Hui.
I walked over to the bed, pressed a button in the corner under the bedside table, and the mattress and bed board slowly lifted, revealing the flat steel safe underneath.
It's a weapons cabinet and my last collection of survival tools.
Since the invention of firearms, cold weapons have increasingly become ornaments, abandoned by young people who like to take shortcuts and cut corners. However, many people can't imagine that there are too many assembly steps and firing procedures for firearms, and any failure in any link may lead to shooting failure and miss a good opportunity to kill the enemy and save themselves.
In the world of killing, only cold weapons don't mislead people.
I pressed the code, and the door of the safe popped open.
"What is needed?" I asked.
The most prepared in the safe is the Hidden Arrow, the largest capacity of nine consecutive shots, the smallest is a single shot plus manual loading arrows. Its effective range is seven meters, with an optimal range of two meters, which is the most ordinary distance between two strangers talking face to face.
The general shook his head: "I'm sorry Mr. Long, I don't need it." This battle, no matter how much you prepare, is in vain. ”
I picked out two Hidden Arrows, stuck them on my left and right forearms, and covered them with my sleeves. In addition, I took two more nine-shot sleeve arrows and stuck them in my calf.
"If you don't try, why do you have to give up?" I retorted with a smile.