"Bang!"

At the moment when the cell door was closed, Wu Lingkai looked at the closed cell door in horror, and after a moment of panic, he shouted urgently. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Let me out, I'm not breaking the law! I'm a journalist......"

The shouts from inside the prison did not attract the attention of the guards, who simply stood there dutifully, and in the past few days, this "secret prison" in the city had been held by dozens of people, and for the guards, they didn't care what the law was broken or why they were arrested, they didn't even care about these people at all.

Perhaps, after a few transfers, some of these people will disappear forever, who knows?

As for journalists?

It's a dangerous industry, and maybe they should have understood that when they first started out.

The long cell, which is only 1.5 meters wide and about 2.5 meters, is extremely narrow, and a low-wattage electric light is on, and under the dim light, Wu Lingkai looks at the cell nervously.

What is this place?

Obviously this is a prison, but why are you being locked up here?

The answer is self-evident – it's because I've touched on a secret!

Whether it was annoyance or regret, all the mysteries were answered at this moment, and the sudden arrest made Wu Lingkai understand that war would be an unavoidable fact.

Could it be that the handsome is really ready to enter the customs?

Thinking of this big news, Wu Lingkai's whole heart was suddenly filled with endless regret, why did he have to be so curious, if he was not so curious. Maybe. Maybe you won't miss this big news!

"Who the hell are you? What do you want to do? ”

Two whole days. Every time someone walked around outside the cell, Wu Lingkai would shout there, and for the past two days, he had been questioned by no one in this cell, and likewise, he had not seen anyone. Every day, only one dinner plate was stuffed into the cell through the window under the cell door.

No one paid attention to him, this boundless loneliness even made Wu Lingkai feel like he wanted to go crazy, in this fear that no one cared about, he even began to think about it, imagining his fate, his future, without exception, without any good results, he even imagined that he would be killed in secret. And then throw it into the sea......

Behind the iron fence of the prison cell, Wu Lingkai, who was still dressed when he came in, looked extremely frightened. He was shaking like chaff. There was always a look of horror in those eyes.

"How so?"

Two days ago, he was a journalist, in the northeast, company employees, affairs officials and teachers are all known high-income groups, and reporters are also a member of this group, as a journalist Wu Lingkai has planned his future happy life again and again, he has been like many people, even imagined building a holiday cottage for himself in the suburbs, but now ...... Now he's in prison, and it's a secret prison.

As a journalist, Wu Lingkai naturally knows what a prison looks like, and it is very likely that such a solitary prison is a legendary "secret prison" -- that is a "rumor" among journalists, and it is said that there is a secret prison in Northeast China that is specially used to hold foreign spies or non-Chinese elements. Of course, that's just a rumor. Now he knew that it was nothing anymore

Suddenly the cell door opened, only to see two guards blocked by the iron door like a mountain, in the face of the suddenly opened prison door, Wu Lingkai not only did not feel happy, but nervously hugged his knees, looked up in horror, and then quickly retracted his head into the imaginary safe space composed of limbs.

"Wu Lingkai! Come out! ”

At this point, the guards apparently did not give the journalist any respect, but called him by name. In fact, it is impossible to give him any respect, and anyone who is imprisoned here is just a dead person.

But in the face of this situation, it is not even clear what is going on. Wu Lingkai seems to have lost even the courage to resist verbally, from the moment he entered this secret prison that was only used to hold spies and non-Chinese elements, he knew that everything was over, everything he had, he would lose, not only would he no longer be exposed to the so-called big news, but also his life!

Curiosity kills! This sentence is really true!

"Wu Lingkai, come out quickly."

Seeing that the prisoner was reluctant to move, the guard shouted impatiently.

A few seconds later, Wu Lingkai, whose face was like ashes, was dragged out of this narrow single cell by several guards with big shoulders and round waists like a lamb to the slaughter.

Is it to kill yourself?

Maybe he has the consciousness of death, maybe he understands that the other party will use the method of killing himself to protect the secret, Wu Lingkai didn't even have the heart to argue, he just resigned himself to letting the other party drag him towards the execution ground......

However, instead of being dragged to the shooting range and executed like a wild dog, he was thrown into a rather spacious room, and before he could look at it, a bright light shone straight into his face, so that he could not open his eyes.

"Sit down."

Behind the dazzling light source came a cold, emotionless, even suffocating sound. As a reporter, although he was well-informed, Wu Lingkai still felt the coldness revealed in that voice, this was definitely not a guy with human emotions.

The panicked Wu Lingkai nervously sat on a simple bench in the middle of the room, in order to avoid the strong light from the front, he kept looking left and right, avoiding the light, he was already able to see the things in the room clearly.

It doesn't matter if he doesn't look at it, just one glance, his heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help but start to cry out for his fate.

I saw rows of polished shackles hanging on the wall, the walls, floor, and ceiling were soaked with bloodstains that could not be washed, and the room was filled with the smell of blood and barbecue - this was the first time Wu Lingkai had seen this kind of place since he was a child. Although I know that prison is not a good place to go. But it won't be the Northeast.

In his impression. The Northeast Prison and the interrogation room should be relatively civilized, you know, the Governor is a staunch opponent of torture and training, as a journalist, he has also visited the prison many times, and the excellent environment of the Northeast Prison has even been praised by foreigners, and even this is one of the reasons why Britain finally agreed to conditionally renounce extraterritoriality in the Northeast.

But here...... This is clearly not the prison he knows.

Obviously, this is not a prison in the Northeast. Perhaps, this is the so-called "secret prison", and it is precisely because of the name of "secret" that this prison is completely detached from the management of the judicial system, so that it is not "sunshine". More or less Wu Lingkai has always heard some "rumors" about secret prisons, and now, all this in front of him is undoubtedly a reminder that everything is not a rumor!

It's the truth, the strong, lingering smell of blood. He was reminded of a fact here!

The fact is that he is in a secret prison that no one knows. It is highly likely that he himself will be reduced to a "secret", a secret "disappearance".

"Tell me honestly, who is behind you?"

The other party hid in the shadows behind the light source, Wu Lingkai couldn't see his expression clearly, listening to the cold voice without any emotion or color, he only felt a vicious chill piercing into the bone marrow, and the cold words were full of contempt.

After a while, Wu Lingkai, who had only slowly recovered some of his senses, barely squeezed out a few words:

"I ...... I am...... Remember...... Reporter...... New...... News ......"

Reporter!

Journalists' interviews with the news are protected by law, how can they treat themselves so rudely, I, I want to protest, I want to ...... But he didn't have the courage to say it.

"You're a dead man."

It's still the same emotionless word.

"I ......"

Dead person...... Wu Lingkai's face turned even paler.

"Tell me honestly, who is behind you!"

Wu Lingkai's language nerves were suddenly infarcted, and he couldn't spit out a word, what was the mastermind behind the scenes, it was simply ......

At this time, a few pieces of paper were thrown in front of Wu Lingkai.

"See. This is the news that will be published in the newspaper tomorrow. ”

News to be published in the newspaper?

Wu Lingkai was stunned, then why did he appear in front of him now? The first thing that caught his eye was an article the size of a tofu cube:

"Traitor! Yesterday the police arrested a number of traitors! 》

Traitors!

In the Northeast there is nothing more severe than this "crime", in more than ten years of reflection, everyone is convinced that the reason why the Ming Dynasty perished was actually at the hands of traitors, and even in the hands of the Yellow Soul Association and other institutions, there is also a thick "list of traitors", traitors, this is the most hated term.

Such an inflammatory title also shocked Wu Lingkai's visual nerves, and what frightened him even more was that among the names that were arrested, he saw his own name!

This......

"That's—it's a lie! Your lies will be exposed! I, I will never betray the motherland! ”

Looking at the contents of the newspaper, Wu Lingkai, who was slandered as a "traitor", did not know where the courage came from, and the reports on the manuscript he saw were all lies, and this was a newspaper full of lies. How could he be a traitor? How did he become a traitor?

"Lies?"

A sneer suddenly rang out, and then there was a wave of contempt in the shadows.

"Who knows? A lie repeated a thousand times becomes the truth, do you think people care about the truth? No, they will only see the words told to them in the newspapers, and they believe that is the truth, and what is the truth? The fact is that you are a shameless traitor, you sell your soul to the Mantars, you spy on them for military intelligence, sell military intelligence to them, or use the identity of a journalist! ”

Then a sneer came out of the shadows. Then the cold voice continued in the shadows.

"Now, while you and I are talking, the police have obtained your deposit records, which show that in the past few years, you have received tens of thousands of yuan in mainland funding, and you have even established a secret spy network in Northeast China......

The cold words made Wu Lingkai tremble, I don't know if it was because of nervousness or annoyance.

"Don't deny it, your friends will be ashamed of you, your family will be the same, and your brother, he will soon be notified, and the preparatory school will be very sorry to inform him, for the honor of the school, they have to expel him, yes, Northeastern University will not accept a traitor's brother as a college student, to tarnish the reputation of the school, between the reputation of the school and the future of the individual, they must make a choice......"

"No, you can't do that, I, I didn't, my brother, my brother is ......"

When the angry roar burst out, Wu Lingkai's words became smaller and smaller, because he knew that the other party could do this, they could indeed do this, no one would care if he was innocent or not, and when people found out that he was a "traitor", they would definitely do everything possible to draw a line with themselves.

"Why, why, tell me ......"

Wu Lingkai muttered, he never thought that his pursuit of journalism would bring such a big trouble, not only ruining himself, but also ruining his family.

"Why, don't you know?"

Cold mocking words came out of the shadows as the voice spoke.

"Perhaps, though, that's not necessarily the whole story! After all, we are fair, and maybe, this manuscript could be revised somewhat......"

As the car drove on the highway, looking at the newspaper in his hand, Li Muchen's mouth lifted slightly, and large-scale mobilization and leakage of secrets were always inevitable, and it was precisely because of this that he needed to keep it secret in other ways, and the easiest way was to secretly cross Chen Cang -- just like the news in the newspapers now.

"General mobilization of the Northeast Army! The edge is straight at the gate! ”

The news in the newspaper is very simple, straightforwardly exposing the biggest secret of the Northeast to the world, but for Li Muchen, he doesn't care, all he needs is to keep the real secret.

"Journalist ......"

Closing the newspaper in his hand, Li Muchen said in a deep voice.

"This operation has revealed a reality that we have a very poor grip on public opinion, and it has proven that if we do not strengthen our grip on this area, the results will undoubtedly be disastrous......"

After a slight pause, Li Muchen continued to command.

"From now on, if you have to find a way to control them, with money, with secrets, in short, if news censorship is to tell them what they can and can't publish, then in the future, what they want to publish, they must first go through the intelligence bureau!"

After making such a simple command, Li Muchen's eyes cast his eyes to the outside of the car, looking at the bustling crowd outside the car, the corners of his lips raised slightly.

"Fortunately, everything is going well!" (To be continued.) )