Chapter 32: The Truth About the Abduction

Straw was depressed, he had been locked up here for more than a week, but he had never seen anyone but a mute old man who had brought him food, and he couldn't even figure out who had kidnapped him. But no matter what, being alive is the most important thing, and being able to open your eyes and breathe fresh air the next day is Straw's greatest wish now.

Unable to sleep in the treetops of the moon, Straw crouched under the window nailed by wooden bars to watch the moon. These people were really disgusting, in order to prevent Straw from escaping, they actually nailed the door and window with wooden bars, if it were not for the fear that Straw would starve to death, there would be no small hole left under the door for food delivery and toilet picking. Straw took out a dry steamed bun from his pocket and nibbled on a few bites, which was a reserve prepared by Straw to escape, but he never found a chance to escape, and the dried steamed buns he saved became Straw's evening snack.

Suddenly, Straw turned around and threw himself on the clay kang, and there was movement outside the window, and it must have been the same as the previous times, someone had come to spy on Straw while he was asleep. Opening his eyes slightly, Straw could clearly see that there were people standing outside the window, and there was more than one. After a few minutes or so, Straw, who was pretending to be asleep, felt that the gaze that had been watching him disappeared, and the person who was watching him must have left.

Straw, of course, would not let go of such an opportunity, he crept down from the kang and put his ear to the window, he wanted to eavesdrop on the voices outside, all the voices, all the sounds that worked for him. The person who spied on him just now didn't leave the courtyard so quickly, and Straw wanted to analyze which side he was kidnapped by through the conversation between them.

The people outside the window really didn't think that Straw was pretending to sleep just now, this foreigner has been arrested for a week, and every night someone is spying on him through the window, it seems that this foreigner is still very peaceful. As Straw had suspected, there was more than one person outside the window, who was talking in a whisper. Straw is a curious figure in the CIA, fluent in English, German, Chinese and Yue, and can also write ancient poetry in Chinese.

It turned out that he was arrested by himself, Straw's old face was red, when he was first arrested, he had calculated the forces to arrest him in his heart, thought of Germany and China, and actually missed this inconspicuous book. From the beginning of the garrison stationed in Beiping City, the CIA strictly ordered all agents lurking in China to focus their work on Yue himself, but Straw was a senior agent, and it may be that the idea of a great power in his mind was causing trouble, and Straw never took this little trick in his eyes anyway.

"Ono-kun, let's kill this foreigner, sooner or later there will be problems here" A hoarse voice came into Straw's ears, making Straw's heart hang, it seems that these people have killed themselves.

"Inoue, now is not the time, someone has already sent someone to search this foreigner's residence, but nothing has been found, and it is useful to keep him now. When to do something, the above will naturally inform us, now our task is to take care of this foreigner" A cold voice 5 up, and the Inoue who spoke before immediately stopped moving, it seems that this person named Ono should be his boss, at least someone who can manage him.

Listening to Ono's words, Straw couldn't help but be shocked, it seems that he has found his own residence, but he has nothing to do with himself? What is the reason for these people to make themselves targets? Straw, who calmed down, continued to eavesdrop on Ono's conversation, while silently thinking about his words and deeds before he was arrested, to see if he had leaked his identity when he was not paying attention.

But Straw repeatedly passed through the sieve of the people he knew in his mind like a movie, and he didn't remember anything unusual. Outside the window, a word suddenly popped up in the conversation between Ono and Inoue, which surprised Straw, could it be that they had caught themselves here because of the reporter.

The journalist that Straw remembered was dead, and Straw did not know the name of the journalist at all, but only learned his journalist identity and nationality from the notebook left by the reporter. That was three days before Straw had been arrested, and on this day he had come back from a visit to the doctor, just in time for the young man to come to the doctor, and see that the wound on his abdomen was probably caused by a rifle bullet, because he had not been treated in time, the wound had festered, and the organs in the abdominal cavity had become infected, and there was basically no point in cure, in other words, the young man would soon die.

The injured young man was very weak at the time, and after listening to Straw talk about his injuries, he fainted, and Straw had no choice but to leave the young man in his clinic for the time being. I thought that after giving him medicine to relieve the pain, I could send this plague god away, but there were unforeseen circumstances, and this young man who was admitted to the Straw clinic couldn't afford to get sick, and died the next day.

No one knew who he was and where he lived, so Straw had to pay for his body and send his body to the church, where there was a free cemetery. When he was collecting the young man's belongings, Straw realized that the person he had saved was actually a reporter from the book, and he was also a reporter with the army. The reporter had left few of his belongings, a camera, a few rolls of film, and a notebook written in the Chinese language, all of which Straw had deposited with his friend, the Reverend Terr.

Straw's heart was like a river overturning, he only helped the young reporter out of his vocation as a doctor, but he never imagined that it was the dead reporter who put him in prison. Could it be that he came here for the relics left by the reporter? Straw's mind is now completely messed up, as a senior CIA agent, he was actually kidnapped for irrelevant things, if this spreads, won't his reputation stink?

In the courtyard, Ono and Inoue had stopped talking, and Straw thought they were leaving, but the smell of blood wafting in through the window made Straw's hairs stand on end. Looking around the room, Straw, who couldn't find a suitable tool, had to take off his leather shoes and grab them in his hands, the hard heels of which were also lethal. There was a loud bang, the wooden plank nailed to the window was broken by a heavy object, and a head covered with black cloth poked in, and Straw had no time to look closely, and smashed the heel of his leather shoe hard.