"Mr. Xia, listen to me, this is a trap, Quinn is an outsider and doesn't know the rules of thaumaturgists at all-" Han Yingzhen approached me and whispered a few words in my ear.

"Kill her!" Quinn roared, spear pointed at Han Young-jin.

My mind was very clear, staring at Han Yingzhen's eyes, and intuitively judged that she was not lying.

She was right, Quinn was a spy, not a thaumaturgist, and his abilities were lackluster except for pulling out guns to kill, engaging in intelligence, and playing political tricks. Now, it's not just a military battle, it's a psychological struggle on a thaumaturgical level.

Quinn strode forward, spear pointed at Han Yeong-jin.

"Calm down, Mr. Quinn, calm down!" I immediately got up and blocked Han Young-jin behind me.

"Go away, she's a traitor to Area 51, I'm going to execute her with my own hands!" Quinn was furious.

He almost died at the hands of the Japanese on a lonely island, and survived by groveling and being obscene. If you want to maintain your glorious image as a spy, you need to kill all the witnesses who witnessed the process.

"Something isn't right, Mr. Quinn, let's get out of here. "I advise you with good words.

"You're wrong, the plane is undergoing a mechanical modification, and in about a minute, the *,*,*, high-speed automatic machine gun will be in place. The island below has only been on Earth for the last minute. Quinn said.

I didn't worry about the safety of the big guys, but I quickly thought that the big guys had released us in a hurry, how could they not even take precautions against this?

"Let's go, let's leave, it's a trap-" I couldn't find a reason, even I knew that these words were not convincing.

"Hahahaha, under super bombing and machine gun fire, no trap is terrible!" Quinn was humiliated, eager to wash away his previous shame, like a gambler who had lost everything, and made a fierce bet on the last one.

"Don't talk about Mr. Xia, everything is expected by the big guys. If you don't cope properly, this time...... Trust me and listen to my arrangement, okay?" Han Yingzhen tugged at the corner of my clothes and whispered again.

When she and Quinn disagree, I prefer to trust her.

As a spy, the first quality is "forbearance". Sometimes, you can't do anything but endure it, and after a long wait, you can usher in the dawn. On the contrary, I can't even endure the humiliation of my crotch, where is the later founding father Han Xin?

"Good. "I promised Han Yingzhen.

In less than a minute, a red alert lit up in the cabin, and an electronic synthesis voice sounded: "Combat status, ready, you can turn on all buttons in the combat position." The automatic fire is ready, and the first round of concentrated firing will take place ten seconds later. ”

With a beep, the large screen in front of the cabin lit up, presenting a bird's-eye view of the island.

The island was an irregular gourd-shaped, with a white building lying across the gourd's waist, looking like a white sail on the vast sea.

The runway was at the bottom of the hoist, and it was faintly visible, and the helicopter gunship was still parked in the distance, not taking off.

"The shooting show is on!" called Quinn.

Soon, the bullets were raining down, puffs of smoke rose from the isolated island, and white buildings, airstrips, and helicopters disappeared without a trace.

I know that when all kinds of ammunition are poured on the island, it is equivalent to digging the whole island deeply, and no life can survive. If this is the case, then tomorrow's major global media headlines will announce the death of a Japanese bigwig, which is equivalent to a blockbuster* in Asian politics.

The bombardment lasted for a minute and a half, and the sea breeze howled, quickly blowing away the gunsmoke, and the gourd-shaped island on the screen had been deformed, leaving only the triangular tail exposed on the sea.

"It turned out perfectly. Quinn whistled.

When his gaze turned to me and Han Yingzhen, I felt an indescribable malice, as if I was being targeted by an angry king cobra.

"It's time to continue our journey. Quinn muttered to himself, striding over to the cockpit.

"He can't tolerate us, I am his subordinate, and I often hear him say something - 'only the dead can keep secrets unconditionally'. When we lose our usefulness, we will immediately become dead. Han Yingzhen whispered.

I had to do something to survive.

If the island is a tiger's den, and the plane controlled by Quinn is a wolf's den. In the face of a ferocious enemy, only by fighting back can we retreat.

"Say, how?" I asked Han Yingzhen back.

It's a trap, she said. You don't have to explain it in detail, and you know that this is a trap for the big guys.

"The big guy has put the anchor of mind reading in your head, now, kill Quinn, unify the caliber, and enter Area 51. In the 45th Secret Database, all the information about the Divine Mirror is hidden. The purpose of our trip was to steal that information. If the matter is revealed, the worst and worst, the database must also be blown up, so that the Divine Mirror does not fall into the hands of Area 51. The military means of various countries to check and balance each other, and once a certain country obtains the divine water mirror, then this balance will be broken in an instant, and it will become a situation of dominance. The appearance of the Divine Water Mirror makes the enemy desperate even more than *, nuclear weapons. Mr. Xia, I can't decide your actions, but the anchor of mind reading can. You may not believe it, but the big man has been practicing mind reading since he was in his mother's womb, and he is a well-deserved king of mind reading in the world. It's too easy for him to control you. Han Yingzhen said.

These words are intimidating, but every one of them is true, and I simply can't refute it.

"One trap after another...... I figured it out, but I was in a trap, and there were too many restraints to break free.

Going back from this moment on, Ebelon's virtual image is a trap, his death is a trap, Quinn's use of the "trick of hiding the sky and crossing the sea" to fly to Area 51 is a trap, Han Yingzhen's control of the plane to land on an isolated island is a trap, the big man letting us go is a trap, and Quinn's bombing of the island is a trap...... All the knots of the trap are in the hands of the big guys, and their fundamental purpose is to create conditions to send me and Han Yingzhen into the No. 45 database in the 51st region and steal all the information of the Divine Aspect Water Mirror.

This is a big game of chess, there are no players, just the big man is playing the game alone. I, everyone around me, are pawns at his fingertips.

I have a strange feeling that at this moment my body has been held hostage by another force, and no matter what I do or think, I am deeply affected by it, as if I am standing on a high pile of cotton, and my whole person and my whole heart are hanging, trembling, as if walking on thin ice.

The essence of mind reading is to "open the mind and body and become one with nature", using the air, water, and wind of nature as a medium to connect and read another person's thoughts. When the body is opened, of course, people with stronger skills can also take advantage of the void and scan and probe my thoughts.

Any thaumaturgy is a double-edged sword, the lower is subservient to the higher, controlled by it, and unable to hold itself.

"Thank you for telling me this. "I sincerely thank Han Yingzhen.

"I'm just- I'm just a nobody, controlled by others, but Mr. Xia, you're different. In any national system, you are a shining star in the spotlight. Under these circumstances, it is my honor to be able to protect you. Han Yingzhen replied.

The plane flew across the ocean, and the isolated island in the sea on the big screen was left far behind, until it became a wave in the vast sea.

I know that the big man will not die, everything is an illusion, including the gunship, which is also a deliberately hung out. Beneath the island, there must be a secret passage for submarines to enter and exit, and before Quinn's air strike began, the big man had already fled by submarine.

Now, the only question that bothers me is this: "How far can the big guy's mind reading be controlled?"

According to common sense, mind reading cannot be controlled at a long distance, but can only be used at short distances.

When I asked this question, Han Yingzhen shook his head: "Mr. Xia, we are all thaumaturgists, we must know that there is a sky outside the sky, there are people outside the world, and the realm that those real supreme masters can achieve is not something we can imagine." Just like now, Quinn thought he had eliminated the big guys, but the reality was unscathed. Then, you think that across the distance of the Pacific Ocean, the big man can't use mind reading to detect your mental activity, right and wrong, you can only watch while walking. ”

I can't argue with her, especially since it's me, not her, who is now being controlled by mind reading. If a person drinks water, he knows whether he is warm or cold. The most terrifying thing is that even though the plane is moving east at a speed of thousands of miles, I can still feel the mind control of the big man over me.

"When will your operation begin?" I asked.

"It's already started. Han Yingzhen replied.

I was slightly surprised, and just as I was about to speak, Quinn, who had disappeared for more than ten minutes, opened the cockpit door and stumbled out.

He carried half a bottle of wine in his hand, and when he was thirty paces apart, the smell of wine spread out all over his body.

"Celebrate...... Well done, we have to celebrate, we have to celebrate......" He held up the bottle, took three sips of his own, and staggered towards me.

I couldn't help frowning, it was too early to celebrate, and the greater test was yet to come.

"Can you spare his life and not kill too much?" I asked Han Yingzhen quietly.

The people who can rise to Quinn's position are the elites of the espionage world, not only with high IQ and emotional intelligence, but also after decades of hard work. It's not a good thing to kill them at will.

"Soft hands?" Han Yingzhen asked.

I nodded and smiled bitterly: "Yes, it is indeed soft." He is our kind, not an ant. You ruined him now, and one day in the future, someone will ruin you like today. ”

Quinn came up to me and handed over the bottle, his face flushed and his mouth full of wine: "Drink it, drink it, we celebrate killing the big man in Japan...... This is a great achievement, and we can go back and get the Pulsatilla Medal and become a ...... Become a hero of the 51 region. Japan was going to perish, and soon, very soon, just like the small island that had just been blown up with *......, nuclear weapons came, and with a bang, the whole island flew into the sky and sank into the sea...... So, on the map of the world, there is a large empty piece in the Pacific Ocean, haha, a large piece ......"

He was so drunk that he could even say something like "the end of Japan."

"You're drunk, sit down and rest. I pushed the bottle away and said coldly.

"I'm not drunk, if you don't drink, I'll drink a bottle with Miss Han, drink a bottle, beautiful wine at the moment, you are really ...... It's boring, it's boring......" Quinn slipped under his feet and pounced on Han Yingzhen.

I couldn't take it anymore and grabbed Quinn's arm and pressed him against the seat back on the right.

As soon as our limbs touched, I immediately realized that this person was not Quinn, but someone else pretending to be him. The difference is subtle, because their appearance is almost 100% similar, their height, fatness, voice, and clothing are identical, and they cannot be distinguished by their eyes.

"Sure enough, you've acted. I waved my hand to let go of Quinn and faced Han Yingzhen in a dejected manner.

It turned out that in the past ten minutes, Han Yingzhen had completed the replacement of Quinn's true and false. Everything was quietly going on in the cockpit, and no movement was heard outside.

"Don't touch me, don't touch me, I'll find Miss Han to accompany me...... Drinking...... "That fake Quinn is still pretending to be drunk.

"Okay, don't pretend, you've been recognized by Mr. Xia. Han Yingzhen let out a low sigh.

Fake Quinn was stunned, leaning back in his chair and standing up straight, staring at me in confusion.

"He's already doing well, as long as there's no physical contact, no one will suspect him. I said.

Han Yingzhen laughed: "Yes, in order to find someone to pretend to be Quinn, I almost picked out all the actors in the American entertainment industry, and it took a whole year. After that, I gathered 10 finalists for intensive training and detailed imitations of Quinn's daily life videos. He is the one with the best performance, so he plays the leading role. Of course, we have alternatives, and the remaining nine are also on this plane, ready to be replaced at any time. Now that I have ten 'Quinn' in my hands, after entering Area 51, I will be able to flexibly carry out activities on multiple occasions and achieve my goal in the shortest possible time. ”

"Is Quinn really killed?" I asked.

Han Yingzhen shook his head: "No, but he has become very cooperative, willing to cooperate with us wholeheartedly, and vows to be loyal to the emperor and to become a Japanese citizen as his lifelong goal." ”

My emotions continued to slump and I realized that from the moment I boarded the plane, all I saw was a fake Quinn, and that the imposter scheme had been in place since then.

Han Ying is really the victor, smiling more and more elegantly, but he can't laugh, feeling that he has fallen into the bottomless abyss constructed by Japanese spies.

The rest of the journey went smoothly, with the plane successfully landing, armed men in unmarked military uniforms boarding for inspection, and then taking us off the plane and setting off in a large, airtight Humvee jeep.

We were forbidden to talk, and after driving for a while, we were ordered to wear blindfolds.

Finally, we got out of the car in the dark, and were helped by two people to take the elevator to a soft carpeted area.

"Separated, the tiger asked to see him by name, and the rest of the people were temporarily detained. "Someone ordered loudly.

I was wheeled onto a four-wheeled battery cart and straight forward. The two people who held me hostage were very vigilant, and they held their guns against my left and right ribs, respectively, and did not relax for a moment.

After walking for a while, the car stopped, and I was ushered into a room with the smell of cigars, and after sitting in an iron armchair, my neck, waist, arms, wrists, legs, and feet were locked by belts.

I was silent, even though I knew I didn't deserve to be treated like this, and I didn't shout a word.

The smell of cigars is getting bigger and bigger, and you can imagine someone in this room smoking cigars in big gulps and spitting out smoke without hesitation.

After more than thirty minutes of suffering in the smoke, someone finally spoke: "You don't look like a thaumaturgist from any point of view. I can't associate you with what others call the king of thaumaturgy, and I can't believe that you are the first person in Chinese thaumaturgy today. Alas, there are too many people in the East who deceive the world and steal their reputations, and I have to learn the skills of careful screening and careful verification. I'm sorry, maybe my level of identification is not high enough, no matter which way you look at it, you can't be the King of Thaumaturgy, Summer Stone. ”

It was an old man in his sixties with a strong accent of rural southern America, and he spoke bluntly and unceremoniously.

"There may not be any thaumaturgical king in the world, and anyone who claims to be a king and hegemon is either vain and vain, or he is sanctimonious and has different hearts. However, I must clarify that I am Xia Shi from Qushuiting Street in Jinan, China. If you feel that you have found the wrong person, you can let me go back immediately, there is no need to shoot down all the Chinese with one rod. I said.

The other party's attitude was extremely arrogant: "No, you should know that people who go to Area 51 often have only two endings, one is to live here and die here, and sell themselves completely to Area 51; There are only these two, there is no third. ”

In the world of espionage, the more people who know, the more dangerous they are, so the safest way to keep it secret is to kill people.

It is clear to me that after being caught up in the huge quagmire of Area 51, it will not be so easy to get out.

"Give me a hint, what exactly do you want to talk to me about?" I asked.

"There are many topics to talk about the security of the world, the global anti-terrorism situation, the leading countries on all continents, and the ups and downs of your so-called thaumaturgical field, but fortunately I have the time to talk slowly. The other party said.

"None of what you said, except for the last one, is something I should be concerned about. I guess you've chosen the wrong person. I said.

In this kind of place, at this time, any willfulness and stubbornness must not be allowed, and that will make an honest person innocent die. Spies are killing machines, and it is no more difficult for them to kill a person than to crush an ant.

I want to get out alive, especially in the context where Han Yeong-jin is about to direct a life to steal secret files, take a wrong step, and there will be no return.

"You're humble, but many of my men have said that thaumaturgists are associated with the four-dimensional space, and are able to act recklessly in another world beyond human control, thus influencing our real world. I don't agree with this, this cliché was widely used by countries during World War II, whether it was the Allies or the Axis powers, pinning their hopes for war and human liberation on the so-called axis of the earth, the undead warriors and even the Sisters of the Dead in the Vatican in Italy, the Friars of Great Britain in London, England, the Brotherhood in Los Angeles, USA, and so on. Even in Eastern Asia, you China have the Gu Master Curse Conference, and Japan has the Mt. Fuji Ninjutsu Alliance...... There are so many that my subordinates even made a thick research report for this purpose, and made a special trip to report to the Pentagon and the president on the spot. Fortunately, our president is wise enough and the Pentagon is firm enough not to use this kind of investigative report as a reference for war, otherwise the brave men who rushed to the front line would have shed blood and tears in the continuous battles in the desert of the Middle East. I never believed that thaumaturgists could influence the outcome of war, and I never believed that thaumaturgists' spells could outperform Navy SEALs' bullets......" The other side said all this in one breath, and the core of it was to belittle thaumaturgists and glorify the American military.

In most cases, obsession can make people lose their justice, and their rhetoric is also based on a defense point of view, which is extremely biased and full of loopholes.

As a Chinese, I have no intention of judging the performance of the US military in the deserts of the Middle East, let alone arrogant myself to blame others for right and wrong.

"Righteous oneself first, then righteous people" is one of the beautiful traditions in China's history.

"Thank you for teaching me a vivid lesson. I said.

"Oh, aren't you going to refute something?" the other party was a little surprised.

"I have never expressed my opinion on what I do not understand, and the dialectical relationship between war and thaumaturgists is quite complex and cannot be explained by one person or a few words. I believe that the documents and information collected by your subordinates are only a list of facts, and do not express opinions arbitrarily. The fact that Region 51 has been able to stand at the top of the global thaumaturgical research field for a long time is the inevitable result of this rigorous work attitude. It's an honor to meet you, but it would be even better if I could take my blindfold off and talk to each other calmly and on an equal footing. I said.

The other party was silent for a moment, as if slightly frustrated, and whispered: "Remove the blindfold." ”

Someone came from behind me and took off my blindfold.

I slowly opened my eyes, but my vision was still blurry. It turned out that there were no lights on in this room, and the curtains on both sides were deep, and there was hardly a trace of light.

Directly in front of me was a large desk, behind which someone was sitting and couldn't see his face clearly, except for the glow of the cigarette butts.

"Don't try to do anything, this room is arranged with twenty-four firing holes, and all machine gun triggers are controlled by computers. As soon as you show murderous tendencies, the computer will automatically give the order to shoot, and no one can stop you. The other party said.

"I won't touch a stone with an egg, don't worry. I replied.

"Now, tell me what you think of Quinn's battle plan?" he said.

I smiled and shook my head, "Sir, I don't have anything to do with Quinn, it's just the beginning. He's a military expert, and I'm just a civilian. I don't want to make any comments, lest I laugh at it. ”

Since the other party despises thaumaturgists, no matter what I say, I will be irresponsibly despised. So, I'd rather shut up and give my thoughts to someone who understands better.

"You don't have an opinion, but Quinn and intelligence agents everywhere have reported that you are a strong supporter of killing the Lord of the Sharks. What I want to hear about is the danger that the Lord of the Sharks has done to the world and the need for us to send elite men and horses to fight this sea battle. I also know that Mrs. Hong of the Dragon Group is only willing to stand by and watch, and does not send a single soldier, is she waiting for us to make a move, and then sit back and reap the benefits of the fisherman?"

I shook my head, "I don't know, but I advise you to trust your own intelligence rather than expect anything constructive from me." You must know that Area 51 is full of professional spies, and every piece of intelligence is rigorous enough to outweigh layman's nonsense. ”