Out of the alertness of the soldiers, we will not reveal all our strength to the enemy.

Of course, I will not tell all my secrets to the enemy. If I lose value to the enemy, then I will not be far from death.

The secret fortress below Midway Island was something I went in during Ling Ruifan's nightmare. It is unknown whether it exists in reality.

After calling Jung Soo-min, there was only one left to wait.

I continued to lie on the sofa on my desk for treatment, and at Rice's order, the prison side had to prepare video call equipment.

When Rice continued to ask me about the situation of the "Mr. Rice" on the USS Arizona, I asked back: "What is your relationship with that Mr. Rice?"

"He is my grandfather!" Rice admitted: "But he has died in a sneak attack by the Japanese army. Have you really seen him?"

I also replied: "That's right, I've seen him in my dreams, and I also met Alexander Jason, the commander-in-chief of the warship, and Admiral Brian Hanster, captain."

Charles said, "This is already well known. You just saw them in your dreams, nothing strange!"

I continued, "I have also seen Lieutenant Michel on the battleship. If you want, I can take you to see your grandfather!"

Neither Charles nor Rice believed it. The video recorder on the desk was still working. The two asked me about the details of my personal and the troops I served. I said I had no choice but to tell me for the time being, and I could only tell me after I met my comrades.

The lunch was very rich, obviously I was benefiting from these two people.

The warden said to them: "I have ordered the kitchen to prepare a dinner. I wonder if you two like Chinese food?"

Rice said: "My grandfather spent ten years in China, but my father and I didn't have the chance to go to China and wanted to try authentic Chinese food!"

Charles said: "The authentic Chinese cuisine in the prison is not much. If you have time, we go to China to taste authentic Chinese cuisine!"

After lunch, I lay on the sofa and took a nap. My soul and body quickly separated, and then I tried to dial the phone in the drawer.

However, after picking up the microphone, I needed to enter my password to dial, so I had to hang up the phone, quickly floated out of the room, and went directly into the sewer along the drain pipe, and encountered a ghost guard.

I immediately said to it: "Take me to see Lord Ghost King quickly, I have something urgent to look for it!"

The ghost guard stared at me for a moment, then agreed.

We both wandered along the sewer and soon arrived at a mouse hole and saw the h4 guard.

The Rat Ghost King was a little surprised when he saw me, and I said to it: "I have killed Balum and taken back my soul, but I am trapped in the Castle of Election, which is more dangerous than in the prison!"

"But you have been taken out of the cell and enjoy the treatment of the dean." The Rat Ghost King said to me.

I didn't talk nonsense to it, and said bluntly: "I urgently need to call my colleagues now, and the benefits will definitely surprise you!"

The other party called a and gave it a few words of advice.

a led me to float into the bathroom of an office along the sewer, and then came to the office and saw a telephone on the desk, and next to him was the prison officer Mess.

Metz picked up the phone on the table, dialed the number quickly, and reported the situation in English. a hurriedly translated to me: "The prison officer reported the matter you confessed to the department of      homelay, that is, the U.S. Homeland Security Agency!"

I didn't understand, so a introduced me in detail: "This Mes may be the eyeliner of the National Security Bureau. After all, there are prisoners from various countries that are highly dangerous. There are spies from many countries pretending to be mentally ill or colluding with gangs to obtain intelligence."

When Metz hung up the phone, a quickly reached out and held the microphone, leaving the phone still connected.

I looked at Mess, he lay in the leather chair for a while, then got up and left the office, and hurriedly told me that he could make a call.

I didn't need to pick up the microphone, I just needed to dial the number, but a telecommunication answer came from the other end of the microphone, which was pure American English. I told me that this phone can only dial the numbers on the whitelist. The whitelists are numbers that have been reviewed and entered in advance.

I fell into despair again, and a comforted me, "You don't have to be upset, let's go with the warden's phone number, his phone number has no such restrictions."

So we followed the sewer to another room, and there was a telephone with a display screen on the luxurious mahogany desk.

I was about to pick up the microphone, a stopped me and said, "This phone also has a password and needs to be transferred, but I have a way to let the warden enter the password himself."

Of course, we had to wait. We finally waited for the warden to return to the office. He sat on the leather chair for a while, then took out a bottle of brandy on the shelf behind him and opened it, poured it into a goblet and tasted it.

a signaled me not to make a sound. It quickly picked up the phone microphone, dialed out the number, then put down the phone and waited quietly.

Soon the phone ringing on the desk rang, and the warden quickly put down his wine glass to check the number on the display, but the call number showed "unknown      caller" (unknown caller)

The warden answered the phone and heard an old woman helping her life. However, the sound soon disappeared and the phone was hung up. The warden's face changed immediately. He hurriedly entered the unlock password on the dialing keyboard and then started making calls.

The phone quickly opened and the woman's phone number came from inside, "Dear, what's going on there?" the warden asked in the microphone.

The woman replied in the microphone: "Dear, I'm fine, is it okay?"

"Then you just asked me for help on the phone?" the warden argued.

The woman said, "Dear, you must have heard it wrong. I didn't call you for help? I'm very good. I'm at Kane's house in Los Angeles!"

The warden put down the phone and quickly dialed a mobile phone number. It can be guessed that he called his son Kane to verify this time. Kane's answer was normal on the other end of the phone. The warden was relieved. When he hung up the phone again, a quickly took the call and signaled me to dial it quickly.

I quickly dialed Yang Luji's mobile phone number and waited for dialing, but a voice in English came from the microphone: "who    are    you    looking     for?" I was immediately confused and hurriedly handed the microphone to a, and it asked me: "Do you want to dial your country's mobile phone number? You have to add 86 in front of it."

"What about calling our country's ghost mobile number?"

a said that I would add "86" to the phone number. I hurriedly re-dial, and finally a familiar and long-lost sound came from the microphone.

"Lu Ji, I am Yuan Chenghua, where are you now?"

When Lu Ji heard that it was my voice, she was also very surprised and immediately asked: "Xiao Yuan, where are you now? Tell me your coordinates. The God of Death chased to Midway Island. The three ghost kings were fighting with it. The general Nayong led his warriors to come over. The God of Death is not our opponent, and he wants to send a signal for help!"
Chapter completed!