Reika Asano was tired at first and wanted to sleep.
But later, this feeling disappeared.
She felt happy, very happy.
So much so that she is happy to communicate with people.
Especially in front of this man.
Who is this man?
Asano Reika was in a daze for a moment. She couldn't remember who this man was.
But in front of him, Asano Reika seemed willing to reveal her heart.
No matter what the man asked her.
So, she told everything about Seko Kusamori.
Seko Kusamori, a senior agent of the Japanese Army Intelligence Agency, devoted herself to this profession at the age of fourteen.
She is thirty-three years old.
The first time she successfully stole high-level intelligence from the Nationalist Government was in Nanjing.
Since then it has been out of control.
There were hundreds of pieces of information passed back by Seko Kusamori.
Later, on the eve of exposure, Seko Kusamori evacuated in time with the help of senior officials of the National Government.
After returning to Japan, she mainly engaged in intelligence analysis and stayed dormant for several years.
After all, she is a woman, and in Japan, women's status is generally not high.
Even if she is an ace agent, it will still be the same.
Due to the tight intelligence work in Chongqing, Seko Kusamori was reactivated and transferred to Chongqing.
She is good at using her beauty to seduce her targets, and is proficient in makeup and hair removal.
make up?
Meng Shaoyuan frowned.
Makeup is definitely not a panacea.
In this era, no matter how sophisticated the makeup technique is, it is impossible to hide it from the relatives around you.
The problem is that people around her, including herself, are not familiar with Seko Kusamori.
It is very possible for an unfamiliar person to escape in full view of the public through subtle makeup and the cover of special circumstances.
Meng Shaoyuan's voice was still low: "Is there anything special about her?"
Asano Reika suddenly stopped talking.
The cigarette in Meng Shaoyuan's hand began to rotate faster again.
His voice also became gentler: "What's so special about her?"
"Whether it's winter or summer, no matter how she puts on makeup, she always likes to cover her neck."
When Asano Reika said it, Meng Shaoyuan felt a little curious: "Why?"
"Her neck was injured before, leaving a scar." Asano Reika said without reservation: "Kusamori-dono is a person who loves beauty very much and pursues perfection. She hates the scar on her neck, so , always likes to cover up.”
"No matter when? No matter how you dress up?"
"Yes, in winter and summer, ladies or beggars all cover their necks."
"fine thanks."
Meng Shaoyuan said "thank you" politely: "Last question, have you ever killed a Chinese?"
"Killed."
"several?"
"Seven."
"Seven, so many." Meng Shaoyuan sighed, and the cigarette in his hand suddenly stopped spinning.
Asano Reika sat there blankly, saying nothing.
"This is hypnosis. I haven't used it for a while." Meng Shaoyuan finally lit the cigarette, took a puff, and blew out a smoke ring:
"Cigarettes are just a carrier. You are a professional agent, so you are stronger than ordinary people. Hypnosis is not effective for everyone, especially for those with strong psychological qualities. It is almost ineffective.
Therefore, I must first make your brother feel ashamed physically, and then I can gradually control your mind. Of course, I must wake you up within the specified time, otherwise do you know what you will face? "
He knew clearly that Reika Asano couldn't hear a word of what he said, but he still said:
"You will remain in this trance state, as if the world has nothing to do with you. And within two days you have not been awakened, there is almost no way you can be awakened again. In short, you will become A walking corpse that can walk and eat."
Asano Reika couldn't hear it at all.
Meng Shaoyuan stood up: "Seven Chinese lives, I want to kill you, but how can you compensate for seven lives with one life of yours? Stay in China for the rest of your life, live miserable, live like this."
He walked out of the interrogation room slowly, and then said to the people standing outside: "Let her go in three days."
"What? Let her go?"
"Yes, let her go." Meng Shaoyuan smiled: "Let her see China in the future. It's a pity that she can see it, but she can't see it."
…
There is a crazy woman on the streets of Chongqing.
Calling her a crazy woman is actually not accurate.
She doesn't make trouble, she is in a daze every day, and she doesn't notice when she talks or drools.
She couldn't even cry or laugh.
Some people thought she was pitiful and would give her some food, which she would grab and stuff into her mouth.
Sometimes she is unlucky and has no food for several days. No matter what she catches, as long as she can stuff it into her mouth, she will swallow it.
Later, everyone called her "silly woman".
The stupid woman actually lived like this for forty years.
Finally one day, she collapsed.
Everyone can see that the stupid woman is in trouble.
Many people gathered around her, waiting for her to take her last breath.
There was a young man who was also watching the fun, holding a cigarette and spinning it in his hand.
Suddenly, the dying silly woman looked straight at the cigarette in the young man's hand.
His originally cloudy eyes actually gained some brilliance.
She had not spoken for forty years, but she seemed to be mumbling something.
Someone came up to listen.
The person next to me asked: "What are you talking about, silly woman?"
"It seems to say, door? It's still Meng, you are so cruel. Yeah, the silly woman is dead, the silly woman is dead."
…
"The future of this country must be extremely bright."
Meng Shaoyuan opened the door and walked out. The sun was shining on the ground.
At this moment, Meng Shaoyuan was so high-spirited: "No one can stop the rise and power of this country. Li Zhifeng, one day in the future, when we collapse on this land again, we will feel unprecedentedly proud that we are Chinese." Proud, do you believe it?”
"I believe, I believe in this country!"
It seems that he was infected by the chief's emotion: "I don't believe that our Great China Empire will sink forever after five thousand years. I don't believe that a small Japan can really defeat us. Sooner or later, we will defeat us. Little Japan is firmly under your feet!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
All the grievances I have suffered these days have disappeared.
What Jin Zhuxuan, what Seko Kusamori, they are all bullshit!
They are just the humblest specks of dust in the long river of history. When the wind blows, even the slightest bit of scum will be left.
"let's go!"
Meng Shaoyuan was in high spirits as he had done before: "Let's catch those who deserve to be arrested, and take off their heads from those who deserve to be killed!"
The wind blows.
What can be blown away is the dust of history, but what cannot be blown away are these heroes who have always been fearless!
(End of chapter)
