Xu Fei's speeding sports car was stopped by a foreigner on the side of the road.

In this wilderness, how can there be old people who go out? Looking like a missionary in black, does the poor missionary of foreigners also need to surround the city from the countryside?

"Xu Fei, you're speeding!"

"Hell, how do you know me!"

"You are a popular beauty writer, who doesn't know."

"But you're a little familiar, are you a missionary?"

"I am your college classmate, my name is thirst quenching, I am from the Chinese department, and you are from the foreign language department."

"What are you going to do?" Xu Fei is not interested in foreigners, she wants to go back to the city.

"You may not believe it." Quenching his thirst with a serious expression. "I'd like to ask you to come with me to the Lighthouse Country."

"I'm sorry, I'm really not interested in foreigners." Xu Fei hung up the gear and prepared to leave.

"I'm a CIA agent."

"What? Chinese intelligence agency? ”

"The Beacon State CIA."

"You're spying in China?" Xu Fei suddenly felt that this conversation was like being in a mental hospital, so she stepped on the accelerator. "I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."

"I'm not, I'm!" Quenching his thirst and speeding by the window, the speed of the car has reached forty yards!

"Well, you're!" Xu Fei stopped again. "How can you run so fast!"

"I'm an agent!"

"Agent? That's! ”

"Yes, seriously."

"I'm being watched?"

"Yes, we've been watching you, oh no, I've been keeping an eye on you." Quenching thirst, classmates panting. "I've read your book, I've read my Boshi, and I've made the translation of the Lighthouse Country myself."

"You're a fan of mine?"

"Can I get in the car and talk?"

"Okay," Xu Fei watched as his thirst-quenching classmate got into the car, and the foreigner was too tall to bend his neck to avoid hitting his head on the roof of the car. "What does a female writer have to do with the CIA?"

"You can save the world!"

"I'm not a cheerleader," Xu Fei couldn't help laughing, this marginal conversation unexpectedly relieved the depression in her heart, and she was willing to continue. "Did my future son detonate a global nuclear war?"

"I'm afraid something like this is about to happen!"

"Okay," Xu Fei said. "But I'm going to concentrate on driving, and I'll let you get out of the car when I get to Wild Town."

"You still don't believe me?"

"Haha! There are too many crazy people in this world, but fortunately, the fantasy of the beautiful sky will never be congested. ”

"Well, it's your language, and the completely neutral posture of the world in the book, that might help us."

"How can a weak woman from outside help when she arrives in the Lighthouse Country?"

"The intelligence learned that two firecrackers had entered the black market, and the CIA arrested a member of the indiscriminate artillery burning organization, and used all the means to extract confessions, but nothing was gained. The clues are hidden so deep that the members are the only hope. ”

"So what can I do?"

"Your book, your skill in writing it."

"Your lighthouse country also has the world's most powerful psychological master, how can I compare to a weak woman?"

"The Western mindset has become a rigid system, and we need a middle-of-the-road solution from the East." The thirst-quenching classmate eagerly explained. "I've read your book, and you can do it."

"I always think your paranoia is very serious!" Xu Fei said.

"Okay," the thirst-quenching classmate pondered for a moment. "You set off from the bull market the day before yesterday."

"It's not hard for the paparazzi to follow my travels."

"You're wishful thinking about Duan Yi's kid, I'm sorry, maybe you've been rejected!"

"Hell! Anyone can see it! ”

"There's a message on your phone that says, 'That's not necessarily, some people love farming, I'll go see you tomorrow, go to sleep'."

"Dead lighthouse country devils, there really is eavesdropping! Why are you eavesdropping on me, it's disgusting, there's no privacy! My fruit phone has to be replaced with a food phone. ”

"It's not eavesdropping, it's attention!" Quench your thirst and bitter heart. "But the world really needs you to save it!"

The Lighthouse National Intelligence Agency building was heavily guarded, but the thirst-quenching classmates with Xu Fei were like no one.

Xu Fei stayed outside, and the thirst-quenching classmate entered the Boss office alone.

Boshi signaled, the mints on the table were eaten casually, and the thirst-quenching classmate pinched one in his hand.

"You are too assertive, I asked you to introduce a few oriental kung fu masters, but you brought a beautiful writer who can only write love words." Boss sat up straight, his fingers pressed against the edge of the table. "But the Oriental girl is indeed beautiful, isn't she?"

"I have already found several candidates for kung fu masters, and it takes a certain amount of time to introduce them, they are all very patriotic, and their chests are full of national self-esteem and pride, and I am afraid that the slightest misfortune will be misunderstood as a spy to rebel."

"Aren't you patriotic?"

"There is no country in the lighthouse country, the original group of refugees from the world is a group, it is difficult to call it a country, we only have the strictest rules of the law game and freedom, right?" Quenching thirst classmate said. "Damn it, I'm obsessed with thousands of years of history in the East."

"For the sake of freedom and world peace, take her to deal with the tricky indiscriminate artillery!"

"Okay, give it a try."

The thirst-quenching classmate took Xu Fei through the long aisle and entered the interrogation room.

Outside the one-way glass wall, several figures in suits and leather shoes are standing and some lazily sitting in swivel chairs, and it is clear that they are helpless against such a recalcitrant element.

After a brief introduction, Xu Fei entered the interrogation room alone.

"Is she okay?"

"She's charming!"

"I've heard that Oriental beauties are rarely willing to go out for a drink together."

"I didn't expect Oriental beauties to dare to wear miniskirts! Aren't they all wrapped up in green uniforms in the movie? ”

The person in charge of the leader shredded meat, and gave all the members a blank look. Everyone subconsciously glanced at her figure in a black suit, and their expressions were slightly weird.

The prisoner who was shackled was accustomed to taking turns to extract confessions, and he closed his eyes and did not look at who it was.

But after all, it was still to be seen, and the prisoner raised his eyelids and let out a cold sneer. "Why did you change the Oriental beauty, do you want to be seduced!"

"My name is Xu Fei, and my name is Fei Xu here, what about you?"

The other party rolled his eyelids sleepily, and he was about to fall asleep and be silent when he saw the situation, which was the worst situation in torture, and the blood stains on his body showed all this.

"They beat you!"

The other party remained silent.

"Torture is considered inhumane in any country in the world."

The other party remained silent.

"I don't support it either, and besides, it's completely futile for you."

Outside the one-way glass wall, some people can't stand it.

"What is she doing?"

"She's doing things we can't." Quenching thirst classmate said.

Xu Fei continued: "Because you have the strongest faith in the world in your heart. ”

"What the hell!" Someone outside the glass wall tried to pull the door, but was stopped by his thirst-quenching classmates.

The prisoner raised his head, but Xu Fei's eyes had the sincerity he wanted to see, knowing that this was an interrogation, but he couldn't help but look at her more.

The crowd outside the glass wall held their breath.

This faith, like the air compressed in the ball, supports your useless skin. You have nothing but faith. ”

"Regarding the respective lords in the high faith, let's not mention who is the most true for the time being, let's talk about who is the most powerful, yes, just like the boxer who fights to the death in the black ring, who is more powerful in the end."

The prisoner listened carefully, and the conversation was more interesting than the persecution and intimidation of the past.

"I think it's still your lord who is powerful, otherwise how can he help you support it to the end!"

"You are such a powerful master, it stands to reason that it should be easy to knock the other party to the ground, it should be no problem."

The prisoner's eyes were listening.

"But I think he should be in his own Elysium, Bliss went, because what he promised is Bliss and Happiness after you disappear."

"The soul that escapes from you, like an invisible wisp of smoke, enjoys what your flesh desires now, but cannot get!"

"All the treatment that your holy soul enjoys after you have been miserably smoked black is exactly the erosive life of the Western world at this moment."

"You're a good talker." The prisoner finally spoke. "But you blasphemed the Lord!"

"Blasphemy is an expression of fear of the mysterious world. The expression of piety is deeply catalyzed by a sense of fear. ”

"I can see that you are deeply frightened by your doubts about the Lord!"

"God is a fantasy of human beings about the mysterious world, and an all-powerful image that stoods the fear in the heart."

"His promise to you after death is your own fantasy, your low-IQ head, you don't even fantasize, it's the fantasy they inspire you, the leader of your team, they can talk even more than I do, right?"

"They are all saints!"

"As far as I know, these saints should be enjoying the bliss of this world at this moment, and according to the rules left by the Lord on earth, those who enjoy bliss in this world are not qualified to enjoy the bliss of ascending to heaven, right?"

"Hmm!" The prisoner was pondering.

"Do you know they're taking advantage of your pitifully low IQ? You feel fear now because you know that you are worthless, stupid pigs who are purely being taken advantage of! ”

"Me!"

"You what you! You can't even remember which rotten street you nest in every day, which dark old basement, doing things like rats eating garbage! ”

"I remember—" The prisoner cried, and the expression of human sadness knows no limits.