When I woke up I realized that I had been thrown into the single room again, and I was very happy, it was good for me, I could exercise as much as I could, and the room was relatively empty.

And I have gradually adapted to such days after these days, so it is an immutable law that good adaptability can improve the probability of survival.

After lunch, I was taken out again by the prison guards, as if someone wanted to see me, and I was taken to a place that resembled an interrogation room.

There was a middle-aged man with glasses, and I was pressed across from him, and I stared at him, and he flipped through the information and began to introduce himself.

It turned out that he was a lawyer, mainly to ask me about the specific process of the crime, and I returned: "I didn't kill anyone!"

He leaned back in his chair: "I think you should know that when you were captured, you were the only one present, and you still have weapons on you, by the way, what should I call you?"

I changed the subject and said, "I have a weapon, but I haven't fired a single shot of my firearm, you can apply for a gunpowder test in the muzzle!"

The lawyer nodded, with a strange expression, and lifted his glasses: "Let's not talk about this topic for the time being, can you answer me a question."

I looked at the guards in the room and nodded: Yes

He said in extremely awkward Chinese: "Typhoon, encounter, Yellow River"

I was shocked and stared at him, and the guards around me didn't know what he was talking about, but they didn't understand it at all.

"Who are you! Who sent you? "I was a little excited and wanted to stand up, but the guards immediately pinned me to my seat.

The lawyer picked up the documents and stood up: "It's good to see that you're okay, my friend, I am also entrusted by someone, I believe that person will come to see you soon."

I was a little puzzled and watched him open the door and leave, and I was thrown in that room again.

I didn't overthink it and continued to exercise myself in the room.

It wasn't that easy for the officer to really convict me, at most for illegal possession of a firearm, and of course, I also understood that if he really bled me in, I don't think I would have much room to resist on his turf.

Who am I, in his eyes I am just an ordinary spy, no different from ordinary people, the kind of soft goods that can be explained with a little intimidation.

He didn't know where I came from or who I was working for, and even in China, he couldn't even find out any information about me, and he couldn't have so much energy as an ordinary lieutenant-level officer in another country.

Little did I know that I had offended a gang in this prison, an all-white gang, and that gay guy had been beaten up by me and had a concussion and a broken finger.

They come from different countries, but it seems to be a clique of people according to race, and as a yellow person, I don't see any other yellow people yet.

Later, I learned that most of the prisoners here were spies from other countries or some intelligence agencies, more than 100 people, who were being held in a small prison in an unknown location.

At that time, I didn't really think about it that much, I just wanted to get out and do everything I could to get out. At the same time, I was very interested in the person that the lawyer was talking about, whether it would be the captain, the platoon commander, or any other person sent by any country to pick me up, and I was full of hope when I thought about it.

This at least tells me that I am not fighting alone, that I have my comrades behind me, and that I don't belong here.

Soon it was time for the wind to let go again, and in the playground, I was still moving freely, and the white men were staring at me with hostility, and I turned my head and they immediately returned to chatting.

And the four or five locals seemed to have found another target to bully and surrounded them again.

And my hand in my pocket gripped tightly a small dead twig, one end of which was so sharp that it could destroy any skin tissue in the human body.

"Hey! The sick man of East Asia, or you can show your sincerity! ”

I don't understand what they mean.

One of them stood in place with his legs apart.

"Getting under his legs, our grievances are written off, and besides, we have always been good friends, haven't we? Come on my friend. ”

Seeing this, the others split up and coaxed, and the people around them all looked at this place with playful expressions.

I ignored them and turned to leave, when the tall guy blocked my path again.

I stared at him, "If I were you, I'd get out of the way."

I saw him laugh contemptuously, probably thinking that I was bluffing, and the people around him laughed too.

They surrounded me in the middle, and I saw the guards standing there as if they didn't see them.

"I'll say it one last time, don't provoke me."

"Oh, look at him! He must think he's an amazing character, hey, I'm still tempted to ask you, why are your braids gone? ”

As soon as I said this, I made a move, I knew who these guys were guiding them, and I had to give them some blood today.

I clenched the branch in my hand and stabbed the guy standing in front of me three times in the ribs.

Seeing this, all the others rushed up, and there were only four of them, and we scuffled together, and the dead branch in my hand stabbed two people in succession, all of them were half-lying on the ground and howling, and the rest thought it was some kind of iron sharp object. Began to try to snatch the branch from my hand.

I couldn't give them a chance at all, just throw it on the ground and step on it with my feet and fight with the rest of the people, every punch I almost hit the opponent's temple and throat, I took a few hits but the problem was not big, almost less than a minute, several of them all lay on the ground, I was pressed down by the prison guards again, I struggled desperately, and then my head hit a baton, and the blood immediately flowed out.

Watching them either lie on the ground**, or pass out, I laughed happily, this time I won, this time I won!!

I did this on purpose, I just wanted to tell them all, don't provoke me, I don't belong here!

At the same time, I was also arguing with that officer in disguise, because I had a hunch that the unit to which this officer belonged was very likely to be the same lineage as the unit that ambushed us on the border, or rather, it had a lot to do with it.

Evidence? I don't have proof, it's really just a gut feeling.

The prison guard took me to a simple bandage and then threw me in that single room, my heart was extremely happy, it was really very happy, like many young people, I always saved my breath after being bullied, and when this breath dissipated, I was left with pleasure.

In addition to being a soldier, I am a young man in my twenties, a young man with strong blood, and many times, I don't think about things other than tasks.

For the rest of the day, I began to think about how to get out, and the prison was so tightly guarded and armed, that it was an impossible task.

Just when I was at a loss and about to give up, I met a man, a woman who had a one-sided relationship.

At the prison window, I was taken to my seat by the guards.

The window is separated by a large bulletproof glass, and the inside and outside can only be reached through a facility similar to a telephone.

Who is on the other side, I looked at the woman opposite, very familiar, she smiled, and I remembered.

The woman who suddenly broke into the B&B that day and asked me for information.

When she saw me in a daze, she motioned for me to pick up the phone.

I followed her example and put the phone to my ear.

"Surprised? Hare? ”

I asked, "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm helping you." The woman said, "If you gave me something that day, it might not be the way it is." ”

I was a little angry: "Tell me who you really are!" I try to keep my voice down and control my emotions.

"Magpie, you can call me Magpie."

I looked her in the eye: "I didn't get a notice, who sent you?"

The woman, codenamed Magpie, smiled, "You ask that, are you comfortable inside?" ”

I shook my head, "What do you want to do?"

She said, "Where's the thing?"

"Why did I tell you?"

"Hare, I'm here to help you, from the very beginning, including the lawyer, why should I harm you?"

I leaned back in my chair: "I can't trust anyone right now, I'm sorry."

She nodded: "Yes, I understand, there is a lot of energy on it, and you will be released on bail after a while, but you are still very dangerous, someone will pick you up after you come out, and we will meet and talk then."

After I hung up the phone, the guard came over and pulled me out of my chair.

This woman's words more or less shook my heart to escape from prison, will I really be released on bail as she said? Let's wait for now.

I told myself in my heart that the risk of escaping from prison was too great, so let's wait for the time being.

And I, having already offended two gangs in this prison.