It is said that the death penalty will be carried out immediately, but in fact there are still 3-7 days. For the condemned prisoners who were sentenced under the imperial city, because they were close to the Supreme Court, it was convenient to communicate, and perhaps it was shorter.

The people of the Intelligence Bureau did not put Gu Zhenyang in the handcuffs and shackles that almost everyone on death row would wear, which was not a preferential treatment, because they knew that there were hardly any locks that could restrain this skilled execution agent.

But after Gu Zhenyang was sent back to the cell, he couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at the four heavily armed soldiers outside the door, and even three outside the small window for ventilation. With this strength of guards, even if he is given two more people, he will not be able to escape.

As a prisoner of the crime of leaking state secrets and treason, and an extremely dangerous criminal who can kill several people in a row with his bare hands, it is naturally impossible for prison guards and psychologists to come to do hospice care.

The cell is very simple, a bed, a toilet and a sink are all there is here. Everything is made of metal integrally welded and firmly fastened to the wall with welding or strong adhesives. This prevents criminals from sneaking up a nail to sharpen it and do something bad.

Gu Zhenyang sat on the bed and thought quietly, he didn't make a lot of noise, asked to meet the leader, and he wouldn't give up on himself and harm himself in the cell. That's all something that only stupid X does, and it doesn't help solve the problem itself. The leaders are so busy, and there is no conclusive evidence or suspicion, who would be in the mood to take care of a traitor who has been crucified on the pillar of shame?

I was racking my brains and wondering who was going to set up such a big game and kill myself. As long as you identify the target of suspicion first, you may be able to break the game and be reborn.

Thinking about it, Gu Zhenyang couldn't figure out who had to go to such great lengths to frame him. It's not clueless, it's too much.

Since graduating from the training center of the intelligence department at the age of 21 and being assigned to the sequence of executive agents, he followed his master "Crow" to further study until the accidental death of the master, and has inherited the code name of the master from Gu Zhenyang to the present.

After thinking about it for a long time, Gu Zhenyang couldn't tell how many enemies he had. Anyway, the master and apprentice all use the same code name, and if you want to add his master's feud, it will be even more unclear.

"Well, the Federal Intelligence Agency of Country A? Or the Foreign Intelligence Service of Country R? MI6 in the UK? Or a few arms dealers with inextricable ties to foreign governments? It seems to be possible......" Gu Zhenyang scratched his head and muttered to himself.

Anyone is suspicious, and everyone is possible. Think about all the you have done, which one of them doesn't tickle the roots of the victim's hate?

It can be said that no matter which country's intelligence agency locks its identity, it is possible to do such a thing, and it can be said that it is impossible to exaggerate how to retaliate.

It is a very painful thing to encounter a thing without the slightest clue, and if there is anything more painful than not having the slightest clue, it is undoubtedly that there are too many clues.

"Who could it be?" After thinking for a long time, Gu Zhenyang lay down in pain with his head in his hands, his eyes staring at the ceiling. It seems that a flower can be seen from the concrete roof.

According to Poseidon's narrative and the evidence in the case file, the other party's methods of fabricating charges and creating evidence are very superb and hidden, and all the evidence is not placed on the surface for anyone to obtain, but needs to be investigated to obtain, and these seemingly independent evidences will form a complete chain of evidence pointing to themselves after being combined together.

The vast amount of evidence obtained, and a significant portion of the evidence is electronic records from domestic intelligence services, which is not something that simple tipsters and arms dealers can do.

At least a small arms dealer, no matter how big his business is. It is impossible to achieve such deep penetration into the world's leading intelligence services.

Changing the intelligence department's electronic credential records relative to the Internet's isolation requires a lot of penetration. Then only the most active and powerful intelligence organizations on the hidden front have the ability to do this.

The Foreign Intelligence Bureau of Country R was first eliminated by Gu Zhenyang, and they basically would not have such elaborate means. The fighting nations never bothered to engage in these tricks, and they generally used assassination and poisoning to directly eliminate their opponents physically, which was simple and crude, but it was very effective.

It is possible for the Mossad, but the style is not the right way, and most importantly, it will not do the Mossad any benefit by killing himself.

In any case, whether it is to kill itself or to gain access to the intelligence network on the European side, the ultimate beneficiary is not Israel, which is far away in the Middle East. The Mossad never did anything to lose money, except that it would do whatever it took to deal with members of Germany's ruling party during World War II.

After a sleepless night, one intelligence organization after another was falsified in Gu Zhenyang's mind. Suddenly, a word flashed through Gu Zhenyang's mind, the Foreign Intelligence Bureau of Country C. Thinking of this, Gu Zhenyang hurriedly suppressed this thought, where is the evil thought in his life that Gu Zhenyang can suppress so easily.

Gu Zhenyang's mind couldn't help but follow this keyword. The answer in my head is getting clearer. Yes, the way of doing things in this matter is too much like the means of his own people.

After weaving a lot of conditions and evidence, all you need is a flap of the butterfly's wings, and the other party will automatically follow the investigation. By the time they have finished their investigation, this slight turbulence will turn into a furious hurricane. Wait until the date of the end of the investigation, which is usually the date of death of the target person.

Own? Once this thought was born, it spread and grew wantonly in Gu Zhenyang's mind. He did not betray the organization, but he was betrayed by his own people.

It's like being poured over your head by a bucket of ice water in the middle of winter, after a bone-chilling cold. A flame called anger slowly smoldered from the depths of Gu Zhenyang's heart. Although it is not blazing, it is difficult to extinguish.

It's me this time, so who will it be next time? Someone else from the Secret Service? Poseidon? Sentry? X？ Or the "general" can't do it, and this must be reported!

Thinking of this, Gu Zhenyang got up from the bed, ran to the door in two or three steps, and knocked on the heavy iron door with a loud bang: "Help me contact the "general"! I have something important to report! ”

The sentry outside the door should have received the order, they just looked at Gu Zhenyang, except for holding the gun tighter, they didn't say a word.

"! Lao Tzu was wronged! I have an important piece of information to give to the "general", why don't you believe me! Gu Zhenyang saw that the guards outside the door were not moved at all, and kicked the door angrily, making a loud noise.

However, Gu Zhenyang did not continue to make a lot of noise, he knew the discipline of these guards. Even if they shouted out their throats, they would never say a word more.

"Have you been wronged? Give me a reason, Raven! Just as Gu Zhenyang turned around and was about to go back to bed, a tired voice came from outside the door. Gu Zhenyang turned his head sharply and looked out the small window. The voice was all too familiar to him.

This time, because of his own incident, he must have been greatly implicated. Gu Zhenyang never expected him to come here to see him, but he still came.

"Salute!" One of the guards outside the door let out a low shout, and four men raised their right hands at the same time with their guns in one hand.

"Take a break!"

At the end of Gu Zhenyang's vision, a body that was not tall, and even a little rickety walked over slowly, and under the bright fluorescent lamp, he could see that there were many more wrinkles on the familiar face, and a touch of white hair was added to his head.