The little dark room has a very small window.

If you can shrink your bones, you may be able to drill out. But Zhang Yong won't.

In fact, he doesn't know any skills.

Whether in the past life, or now, he is the most mediocre person.

Sit on the ground.

Blank eyes.

I don't know what fate will befall me.

I hope that the gang of Lixing Society did not list themselves as suspected Japanese spies. Otherwise......

No one knows if it's dead.

Injustice.

I'm really not an accomplice of Japanese spies......

Not really......

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a small iron door opened in the wall. Stuffed in two steamed buns. And a bowl of water.

The steamed bun is yellow and does not pull a few. If it was a previous life, I wouldn't even look at it. If you buy it, you will definitely complain to the store. What kind of quality is this. But now, the mind is in turmoil.

The bowl is a ceramic bowl. If it is broken, it can be used to cut the veins to commit suicide. It seems that it is okay to cut the neck. However, he did not have that courage.

He was afraid of pain. I am also afraid of suffering. In spy war dramas, he will never survive an episode.

Until hungry. before gnawing on steamed buns. Drink.

Like the walking dead.

The only thing you can do is watch the light change outside the small window.

Night......

Daytime......

Night......

Daytime......

It seems to have thought a lot. He didn't seem to think about anything. Stumbled. Stupefied.

"Bang ......"

Finally, suddenly, the big iron door opened.

Hollow eyes. Didn't even look at the door. I'm afraid I'm here to pull myself out and shoot him.

Treat unjustly......

What a grievance......

But shouting is useless. No one else will listen to you.

"Get up!"

Li Boqi's voice came.

So he stood up numbly. It didn't work out.

My legs are sore. I don't want to get up either.

If you want to shoot, shoot it. Dragged me out like a dead dog......

"I didn't shoot you."

"You've made a meritorious service!"

Suddenly, Li Boqi said again.

Zhang Yong slowly turned his head. It's slow. Because the neck is also stiff.

Make contributions?

Not a shot?

Oh, that's fine. I'm alive.

"Pull him up."

"Yes!"

Then, Zhang Yong was pulled up.

Two agents set him up and led him out of the small black room. Seeing the light outside, Zhang Yong was sure that he was still alive.

Was taken to a spacious room. There was nothing in it.

There are no tables, chairs, tables and stools. It's all empty. The ground is also very hard. It seems to be stone rice?

I don't understand......

I don't know what Li Boqi is going to do.

These people in the Lixing Club are all fierce and vicious. He didn't even dare to communicate with them.

"Stand in the corner."

"Yes."

Obediently walked to the corner and stood.

Facing the corner. With his back to Li Boqi. So nervous. I'm afraid there will be the sound of pulling the bolt from behind.

"With your back to the wall."

"Yes."

Slowly turn around.

I saw Li Boqi beckoning. And then a lot of people came in.

To be exact, a group of agents came in with nine men. Stand in a row. It's all men. Ages vary. Costumes vary.

Li Boqi came to Zhang Yong's side. He whispered, "Recognize the Japanese inside." ”

"Yes." Zhang Yong hurriedly replied.

Actually, he already knows the answer.

He knew it when the nine men first came in.

"Count from the left."

"The fourth. Sixth. The ninth. ”

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

Zhang Yong replied in the affirmative.

That's right, three Japanese. Clearly.

Strangely, they don't look like any Japanese people. The appearance is simply indistinguishable.

Damn Japanese spy!

They must all be Japanese spies! Otherwise, what does the camouflage do?

Pull them all out. Shot.

"Take it away." Li Boqi waved his hand.

"Let's go!" The agents then took all the men away.

In the overly spacious room, only Li Boqi and Zhang Yong remained.

Li Boqi seemed to be thinking about something.

Zhang Yong stood quietly.

Not so frightened.

It doesn't seem like you have to be shot......

"You owe us our lives." Li Boqi said suddenly.

"Yes." Zhang Yong replied sullenly.

I don't know what this life means.

But the other party is strong, and he can only endure it.

"Actually, if we don't care about your life or death, we can catch you alive."

"However, because of the consideration of your safety. I killed the Japanese spy with a single shot. ”

"So, the clue is broken."

Li Boqi said slowly. Then she turned to look at him.

Zhang Yong remained silent.

"That's right, the number four is Japanese. I arranged it. However, the number six and number nine ......"

"The two of them are definitely Japanese. If not, you shoot me! ”

For this, Zhang Yong is very confident.

For him, who has no power to catch chickens and no skills, he can only rely on this little "crooked way" to make a living.

If Lixingshe thinks that he has value to use, maybe his fate will change from now on.

At least, he still has a chance to walk out of the gate of the Lixing Society alive.

"How do you figure it out?"

"Intuition."

"Intuition is unreliable."

"Nope. My instincts for Japanese people are very reliable. ”

Zhang Yong insisted.

After experiencing the torture of the little black house, he seems to be a lot stronger.

Opportunities must be seized.

Identifying the Japanese was his only chance.

There are so many spies in Lixing Society, and there are all kinds of talents. There are a lot of people who come from the army.

Whether it's hand-to-hand combat or shooting, all of them are good hands.

However, it can be said that in the vast sea of people, the hidden Japanese can be found out at a glance. Even if Boss Dai came, he didn't have such ability. That's the only thing he can stand on.

It is certainly not wrong to arrest the hidden Japanese and then torture them.

If the torture does not result in severe torture, then simply pull it out and shoot it. There will never be any wrongdoing.

Why does a normal Japanese person need to hide his identity?

"Someone!"

Li Boqi suddenly shouted.

Immediately outside the door came a spy. Very spiritual. It's tough.

They must have been transferred from the army. Whether it's marksmanship or punches and kicks, it's very good. The target is the Japanese spy.

"Give him a gun."

"Yes!"

The agent turned and walked out.

Soon, he returned with a pistol. Hand it to Zhang Yong.

Zhang Yong shook his head.

He doesn't need to.

He's not very good at using this thing.

How so? Within 20 meters, it may not be accurate. I've tried it before.

In his previous life, when he was training in the military, he used a five- or six-type semi-automatic rifle, and he could also hit the target. But pistols are more difficult to use than rifles. Twenty meters away, it is difficult to hit the target. Having equals nothing.

I can't figure out Li Boqi's thoughts.

"Take it. From now on, you will work in our company. Temporarily assigned to our Eighth Action Group. ”

"I don't use a gun."

"Why?"

"I won't use it. Nor is it necessary. ”

"I've already given it to you. If you don't want to, then you won't have a chance again. ”

"I don't want it."

Zhang Yong insisted. Guns are not a good thing.

With a gun. It's easier to be a suspect. He believed that Li Boqi would definitely continue to observe him.

"Take it!"

Li Boqi waved his hand.

The agent then took the pistol away.

"Come out."

"Yes."

Zhang Yong followed behind Li Boqi.

Access to a basement. It's a bit shady. Like a morgue?

Right. It's a morgue. There were a lot of corpses on the ground. They were covered with white cloth. There were several spies standing nearby. There are also two women.

"Can you tell who are Japanese?"

"I can't tell the dead."

"Why?"

"The dead are out of breath."

"Oh?"

Li Boqi's eyes narrowed.

Zhang Yong faced it calmly. Not really. The dead cannot be distinguished.

Because dead people are not targets that can be attacked. It will not be displayed. This must be made clear in advance. lest Li Boqi be suspicious.

"Come and see this."

Li Boqi beckoned. Called Zhang Yong to the innermost corpse.

Two female spies lifted the white cloth. Below is a female corpse.

Only there is a wound in the throat. Everything else is in good condition.

Suddenly, seeing the unwisped female corpse, Zhang Yong was suddenly a muggle.