Fight wits and courage against cunning enemies, and real masters can play with enemies in their hands.
In order to leave the Anlebao cell, I threw out the conditions to see the FBI. They came quickly and interrogated me in the Anlebao treatment room.
I said in a trembling voice: "Can you give me a cup of coffee too?"
Lester looked at his colleagues around him and asked for their opinions. This person agreed. A prison guard brought me a cup of coffee, which I held with my shackled hands, and enjoyed it slowly.
"This is my boss, Colonel Charles, did you fiddle with the two doctors?" Lester asked me.
The taste of this kind of coffee is very bitter, and I slowly replied: "No, do you believe in ghosts and gods?"
Lester did not answer, Charles said: "Of course, there are angels, there are demons!" I didn't expect that he could speak Chinese, and I showed a surprised expression.
The other party explained: "Your country is our biggest adversary, so I must know myself and the enemy before I can survive a hundred battles. To understand the enemy, first start by learning the enemy's language!"
Lester said to me again: "What is your task? Do you have any accomplices?"
"My secret is in my body. You can now take another X-ray of my chest and compare it with the X-ray taken before. Then you can find the difference!" I drank coffee. , Answered calmly.
Charles tapped his finger on the desk and said, "Mr. Yuan, can you stop going around and tell your mission and the secrets of your army!"
I said: "My task is closely related to the things in my body. You can't understand it if you don't compare X-rays!"
Lester hurriedly explained to Charles, then picked up the phone on the desk and gave the order.
Two prison guards escorted me out of the treatment room, entered the perspective room in Anlebao, stripped off my shirt, and took X-rays for me.
I quickly thought about the next step in my mind. The two prison guards escorted me back to the treatment room, and Jefferson reattached the various thread ends of the instrument to my body.
Behind the desk, Lester and Charson were already comparing two of my X-rays.
"Obviously, the previous light shows that your body has a bead-like shadow at the junction of your ribs and sternum. Now the shadows on this one are reduced."
Lester asked me: "What's in your body?"
Charles asked: "What exactly is in your body? Is it a source of radiation?"
I replied slowly: "Under Midway Island, there is an underground fortress built by the Japanese army during World War II, which contains the secret weapons of the Japanese army."
Lester immediately took off his sunglasses and motioned Jefferson and the two prison guards to guard the room.
Charles also took off his sunglasses, revealed a pair of blue eyes, and asked me: "How do you know about this underground fortress?"
"This is not important. Our source of intelligence is not less than that of your country. A comrade and I have entered this underground fortress and obtained what the mission requires. How can we bring this prohibited item back to our country? Has become a problem."
Lester asked in surprise: "You shouldn't embed this secret weapon in your body, right?"
Charles asked straightforwardly: "Then what about your comrades-in-arms? What kind of substance is this kind of thing, aren't you afraid of killing yourself?"
I said frankly: "We are only responsible for the execution of orders from superiors. We never ask questions that shouldn’t be asked. My comrade-in-arms disappeared in a shipwreck. He may have fallen to the sea and died, or he may have returned to the motherland by luck. If you can make a phone call, you can be sure if he is still alive?"
Seeing me looking at the phone on the desk, Lester said, "No, the ghost knows if you will tell your superiors on the phone?"
"You can monitor the content of my call, or you can make this call for me."
Charles agreed and asked Lester to bring pen and paper. I quickly wrote Zheng Xiumin's phone number on the cardboard, and then wrote the phone number.
Lester handed what I had written to his boss for inspection. After getting permission, he picked up the phone and dialed Zheng Xiumin's mobile phone number.
Soon the call was made, and Zheng Xiumin's voice came from inside. Charles said in Chinese: "Hello, your comrade-in-arms Yuan Chenghua entrusted me to call you this phone."
As soon as Zheng Xiumin heard that it was my commission, he immediately asked: "Really? So how is Yuan Chenghua now? Is he still in Honolulu?"
Rice agreed, then looked at Charles and asked for his opinion.
Charles motioned to Lester to hand me the phone.
I picked up the microphone and put it to my ear. My heart beat rapidly, and Zheng Xiumin's voice resounded from the end of the microphone: "Xiao Yuan, is that you? Are you talking?"
"Sergeant Zheng, it's me, I'm Yuan Chenghua!"
Lester held his pistol and pointed it at me. Charles picked up the white cardboard, wrote on it, and showed it to me.
"Try to get him to America!"
I said to the microphone, "I'm still in the United States, how are you and Lao Hu? Is there any news about Xiao Zhu? What are the orders from the army?"
On the microphone end, Zheng Xiumin heard a series of questions from me, not knowing how to answer, so he said: "Xiao Yuan, since you are still in the United States, why did the doctor at the Queen's Hospital in Honolulu say that you have died of a serious illness? Even the ashes can't be sent back!"
Charles pointed me to the instructions on the cardboard again, and I nodded and said into the microphone: "Can you come to America to pick me up? I'm stuck here and can't leave!"
I saw Charles breathed a sigh of relief, gave me an expression of approval, and quickly wrote "Mission Secret" on the cardboard. I said to the microphone, "Sergeant Zheng, do you have any instructions from the military region? Is our mission a success or a failure?"
Zheng Xiumin whispered to me on the microphone end: "Xiao Yuan, is it convenient for you to speak now? If you can determine your specific location, I can ask the embassy staff to rescue you, or I can pick you up in person. You, where are you?"
At this time, there was a quarrel from outside the door, Lester immediately motioned to me to temporarily stop the conversation, he opened the door a gap, and asked the prison guard outside.
I heard the voice of the old prison guard Willy, and then the door was pushed open, Lester fell to the ground quickly, Willy held a muffler revolver at me and pulled the trigger.
A bullet grazed my face and shattered the microphone in my hand.
Charles was taken aback, and immediately threw away the cardboard and pen, and hid behind the desk. I also took the opportunity to fall to the ground. Two guards broke in and smashed the pistol in Willy’s hand with a rubber rod, cutting his arms back. Press it to the ground.
Willy shouted: "Youese, donotbelieve, Imustkillyou!"
Charles stood up cautiously from behind the desk, and took out his pistol as a warning. I lay on the ground, closed my eyes and saw Lester shot in the chest, and black blood was trickling down on the floor.
Upon hearing the news, the warden and the warden hurriedly led a team of prison guards and escorted Willy into the cell of Anle Fort, and carried me to the treatment room. Doctor Jefferson examined me.
My soul quickly separated from the body, but it didn't go far, just beside the body.
Jefferson opened my eyelids and saw that my pupils were dilated, and I looked at my heartbeat and pulse. It means that the patient was not shot by the gun, but was frightened. He is still in a fainting state. Just take a break. You can return to normal.
My soul quickly searched for a phone call in the treatment room. Both Lester and Charles carried mobile phones, but there was no signal here, and even the ghost signal was blocked. (End of this chapter)