Under the leadership of Zhao Chenhui, Wu Yuesheng, like a few people like himself who had great dreams, stepped on the westward train to the headquarters. This is a test for Wu Yuesheng, if he can pass, then Wu Yuesheng will officially become a member of the organization. Zhao Chenhui had already thought about it, and after Wu Yuesheng's bronze drum inspection, he would ask Wu Yuesheng to come to his side and be his right and left hand.

The train sped on the tracks for two days and two nights. Finally, at dusk that day, I stopped at a small station. This place is completely unfamiliar to Wu Yuesheng. It's like going abroad, surrounded by people who are different from me. Wu Yuesheng knew that this was the westernmost part of the motherland.

After getting out of the car, Zhao Chenhui exchanged a few words with the connector. Then I stayed in a small hotel not far from the station. The small inn is very simple, and most of the people inside are ethnic minorities with an exotic atmosphere. Wu Yuesheng and a few of them seemed out of place here.

After taking the train for two days, Wu Yuesheng was really tired. Under the unified command of Zhao Chenhui, they divided the rooms, then ate, and then explained not to run around, like a tour group. Each of them went back to his room to rest. Wu Yuesheng and Zhao Chenhui live in the same room. But Zhao Chenhui had never entered the room at all, and he didn't know what he was busy with.

Wu Yuesheng fell on the bed and fell asleep in a daze. I don't know how long it took, Wu Yuesheng was pushed to wake up, and it was Zhao Chenhui who pushed him, "Wake up, wake up, it's time for us to go."

"Where are you going in the middle of the night?"

"Just come with me, don't ask so much".

Wu Yuesheng quickly got dressed and followed Zhao Chenhui out of the room. I saw a big truck parked in the yard, and there were already many people standing on the truck, all of whom came with Wu Yuesheng. Zhao Chenhui motioned for Wu Yuesheng to get into the car as well.

The truck was driving all the way in the night, and I don't know how long it had been, the truck began to jolt, and it began to stop and go, and there were constant checks. The person who was interrogating spoke strange language, had a veil over his head, and held a gun in his hand, which was a real gun.

When Wu Yuesheng saw this scene, he thought to himself, this should be out of the border line, if he was in China, how could he be so blatantly holding a gun.

When the sky was bright, the truck drove into a small town, and the people buying and selling things on the street came and went, and it was very lively, Wu Yuesheng completely understood this time, the people on the street were wearing white robes and white turbans, and at first glance they were typical Muslim countries, which were neighboring countries. Whether it will be Afghanistan or Pakistan is not known.

The van drove into a compound. Someone pointed a gun at the truck, and he didn't know what to say. Only then did someone shout in Chinese: "Tell you all to get off."

Wu Yuesheng and seven or eight people in the car hurriedly got out of the car. Wu Yuesheng peeked at the big courtyard, there were many people with guns in their hands, there were everyone, there were whites, blacks, some wearing camouflage, and some wearing white coats.

I saw them looking at Wu Yuesheng and a few people, their eyes full of contempt and disdain. Wu Yuesheng didn't understand why they were like this? Is it xenophobia or racism?

Zhao Chenhui exchanged a few words with a person who looked like a head. Then he shouted something that he didn't know what to say. Riots began in the courtyard. All the people with guns pointed at Wu Yuesheng and seven or eight of them, shouting loudly. In the midst of the riots, someone shouted: "Squat down, squat, squat."

Zhao Chenhui came to Wu Yuesheng and said, "Whose name I will read in a while, who will follow me."

Zhao Chenhui read a name, and a person followed Zhao Chenhui into a room. After a while, a miserable scream was heard from inside the house. Wu Yuesheng thought to himself, what does this mean? Do they suspect that there are undercover agents in these people?

Then the second person, the third person, was called into the house one by one, and without exception they all yelled, and everyone was beaten.

Wu Yuesheng was the fourth to be called into the house. In the room, someone was talking to Wu Yuesheng, and after speaking, Zhao Chenhui translated: "They suspect that you are an undercover agent from over there, do you admit it?" ”

Wu Yuesheng wondered in his heart, "Undercover? How can it be? Have you ever seen an undercover agent like me? ”

Zhao Chenhui translated for those people, and Wu Yuesheng was immediately beaten by three people. Punching and kicking, Wu Yuesheng was of course no exception to yelling. Wu Yuesheng felt very strange, these people who seemed to beat him in a disorderly manner were not critical, they just hurt a lot, and they didn't cause much harm.

After the beating, Wu Yuesheng was dragged into a single room by his arm and locked.

Immediately afterward, Wu Yuesheng could hear the screams of others being beaten, and it seemed that no one was spared. Wu Yuesheng was puzzled, not knowing what the situation was. I was locked up, and I couldn't see Zhao Chenhui.

If you say I'm undercover, I won't admit it if I am killed. Look what you're up to.

In the next two days, someone delivered food on time every day, and someone came to ask questions on time every day, there was only one question, whether you admit that you were an undercover agent or not, at first whether you admit it or not, it was a severe beating, twice a day to deliver food, but you had to be beaten every three hours.

Who can stand this, there are people who can't stand it on the first day, admit it, and people don't know where to go, anyway, the person who admitted it on the first day is gone.

The next day, no one dared to admit it, and no one knew where the confessed person had gone, perhaps executed by these murderous terrorists.

On the third day, the beating seemed to be much more intense than the previous two days, and I couldn't stand it anymore, and the eight people born with Wu Yue all admitted that they were undercover.

Only Wu Yuesheng did not admit it, Wu Yuesheng will not admit it, and he cannot admit it. Wu Yuesheng had already made up his mind, and he would not admit it to death. Even if the task is not completed, it cannot be admitted.

Three hours later, another interrogation, the question is still the same, are you an undercover agent or not? It's just that the person who came to ask this time was different, and the person who asked Wu Yuesheng a question was Zhao Chenhui.

After Zhao Chenhui finished asking, he gave Wu Yuesheng a vigorous wink, his mouth kept moving, but he didn't dare to make a sound. Wu Yuesheng knew that this was Zhao Chenhui's message to himself. Looking at Zhao Chenhui's mouth shape, it seems that he is asking himself to admit it.

Admit? Admitting to being an undercover agent? What does that mean? Zhao Chenhui asked himself to admit that he was an undercover agent?

Wu Yuesheng didn't understand why? Before I could figure it out, several big men just punched and kicked Wu Yuesheng, and this time it seemed to be particularly ruthless, and Wu Yuesheng could clearly feel it.

Although Wu Yuesheng was beaten and screamed, begging for mercy vigorously, he just didn't admit that he was an undercover agent. Zhao Chenhui looked at Wu Yuesheng on the side, and with anxious eyes, he beat several people of Wu Yuesheng, and he beat him even harder.

Wu Yuesheng looked at Zhao Chenhui's anxious appearance and was completely blinded. Zhao Chenhui won't hurt himself, right? Thinking of this, Wu Yuesheng made an astonishing decision, listened to Zhao Chenhui's advice, admitted that he was undercover, and saw what would happen.