In the dimly lit basement, an old ventilator maintains Miyamoto Kentaro's life.

"When will he wake up?" A middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance walked to the bed.

"There is too much blood loss and the danger period has not passed. Although he is healthy, he has a great chance of surviving it, and it will take several days to wake up." A middle-aged man in a white coat came over and checked the condition of the ventilator.

"We don't have that much time. The upper peak gave orders to find out the situation immediately. He was the only witness or a spy who had been specially trained, so he should be very clear about the situation at that time."

"Only use medicine." The white coat seemed to be ready, so he took out a potion from his bag. "Start the heartbeat, increase blood circulation speed, and increase the oxygen supply to the brain. After waking up, he can keep his mind awake for half an hour."

"What are the consequences?"

"Return to the light. After half an hour, the probability of sudden death is as high as 95%.

The middle-aged man seemed to hesitate for a moment, then nodded. "He is like this now, almost like he is dead. In a few days, his information will be worthless. Take medicine and wake him up."

As the medicine was injected into the body, Miyamoto gradually woke up.

He first saw two blurred figures, and then a bright beam of light shot into his eyes, and the two blurred figures disappeared.

"Kentaro Miyamoto was born in Zapo City, Hokkaido. He is 39 years old. He was admitted to the University of Tokyo at the age of 18, obtained a bachelor's degree in law at the age of 22, and joined the Japanese Military Intelligence Agency. Two years later, he graduated with the first place and became a foreign spy. He mainly operated missions in South Korea, the Philippines, Vietnam, Thailand, Malaysia, Indonesia, India, and Bangladesh. He went to Pakistan last month to collect information on new weapons from the Pakistani military. If I guessed correctly, you are going to send the information to the Prime Minister who visited India."

"You..." As soon as you spoke, your dry throat made Miyamoto's stomach turbulent.

"I am you." The middle-aged man exposed his face to the light. "Li Cunxun, senior agent of the China National Information Bureau, was seen three years ago. We met in Kuala Lumpur. You probably won't remember it for a long time."

Miyamoto was shocked when he saw the slightly familiar face.

It was indeed three years ago that he had seen this face in Kuala Lumpur. However, at that time, he did not associate the hotel parking waiter with the spy at all. Miyamoto was even more shocked that the other party took the initiative to reveal his identity, indicating that he would never let Miyamoto walk out of this room alive.

"You must want to know. How did I know you are in the ground?" The middle-aged man dragged a chair over and sat down and said. "I also know. You were not Miyamoto Kentaro, but Kumano Tadashi. You have three brothers, two sisters and a sister. Your father is a fisherman. Your mother is not Yamato. But Ainu. You have been looked down upon since childhood. You are even bullied by others. Therefore, you have developed a perseverance and vowed to do something. You must make those who have insulted you pay the price. I am right?"

"You...you..."

"Your father is an alcoholic who often beats his wife and children, and rapes your fourteen-year-old sister after drinking. When you were sixteen, you first **. When you were seventeen, you had your first sexual experience. Your wife was a third-rate actress and made five poor pornographic films. Your son once smoked marijuana and had a criminal record. You once suspected your daughter's background and secretly took her to do paternity tests. I can tell you," the middle-aged man stood up and picked up a water cup. "Everything about you is in my control. In front of me, you are the naked baby, and there is no secret to it."

The water cup was handed to Miyamoto's mouth, and he started drinking greedily.

"We are all professionals, so I won't say much nonsense." Li Cunxun did not waste precious time. "You have seen my true face, so you must die. But the value of death is different. If you cooperate with us, your wife will receive a huge sum of money to allow your son who is in middle school and his daughter who is about to go to elementary school to complete college and not become a beggar and a prostitute. If you don't cooperate with us, they will all become a third-class citizen because of your stubbornness and rigidity, and your foolish loyalty to the government that never regards you as a compatriot. Your destiny is in my hands, and the destiny of your loved ones is in your hands."

The words dissipated, and the room returned to peace, a deadly calm.

Miyamoto was not at all calm. The other party was a senior spy and was very proficient in attacking the heart. In just a few words, Miyamoto's psychological defense completely destroyed. For spies who have been harshly trained, the torture can only work after breaking through the limit, while psychological blows can directly destroy the spy's will torture.

"I will cooperate with you." Miyamoto had no choice. "What you want is in my digital camera, I obtained from Pakistan, and the password is the birthday of my son and daughter. As long as you send money and never harass my family, I can provide Pakistani soldiers who sell intelligence."

Li Cunxun smiled faintly and said, "Money is not a problem. We are all professionals and have professional guidelines."

Miyamoto closed his eyes and said after a fierce mental struggle, "The two officers are named Zairi and Yusufu respectively. With your abilities, they can find out their true identities with these two names."

“That’s not enough.”

"Why? You..."

"I need you to identify someone." Li Cunxun took out a stack of photos from his bag. "You took a photo of the suspect in the Humayun's tomb explosion, but you didn't take a photo of the woman."

"You...what do you want the information I collected in Pakistan?"

"Do you think that valuable information can be obtained through Pakistan?"

After hearing what Li Cunxun said, Miyamoto suddenly realized. He spent all his efforts and risked his life to get two pieces of garbage information.

Li Cunxun handed the photos to Miyamoto one by one.

When he changed to the fifteenth picture, Miyamoto nodded and said, "It's her. Although her hair is different in color and her skin is darker, I can recognize that the blonde is the person in the photo."

Li Cunxun took back the photo and just took a look, he showed a cold smile.

"I said everything, you must fulfill your promise."

"Don't worry, do we need to cheat someone who is about to die?" Li Cunxun put the photo in hand and stood up, "What else should I explain? As soon as possible."

"I...I want to know, how do you know who I am?"

"You haven't figured it out yet?" Li Cunxun supported his hands on the edge of the bed. "After joining the Military Intelligence Bureau, all your files were transferred away and your real name was completely erased. There is only one person in this world who knows your real name."

Miyamoto was shocked and the face of the person he trusted the most appeared in his mind.

"Tomorrow, $750,000 will be transferred to your wife's bank account. After you die, they will have no value, and we will not be in trouble with a few innocent civilians."

"Wait...and one more thing."

Li Cunxun stopped.

"If possible, tell Haruko for me that I'm sorry for her. For fourteen years, I've been cheating on her and not even telling her my real name."

After hesitating for a moment, Li Cunxun nodded and said, "I will do my best, you can go with peace of mind."

Above the basement is a villa located in the outskirts of New Delhi.

When Li Cunxun arrived at the study, the three technicians had just processed the audio and video files.

"All recorded and are being encrypted."

"Send this photo back together." Li Cunxun threw the photo of the white woman on the table. "As we guessed, Cia was doing something behind the scenes. But she didn't expect that for such a big deal, Cia actually sent the most powerful agent."

"I'm pretty good-looking, a standard beauty."

After glaring at the joking technician, Li Cunxun said: "Finish the work as soon as possible and we will evacuate in half an hour."

"We've been exposed?" another technician asked immediately.

"I don't know, we can't be careless at all." Li Cunxun took out a cigarette. "Cia's big fight, there must be an ulterior secret behind it. As long as there is a little disturbance, they will doubt us. Although the Indian intelligence and security agencies do not have much threat to us, we cannot underestimate the speed of Cia's reaction."

The three technicians did not dare to neglect the slightest and immediately took action.

Soon, the agent who accompanied Li Cunxun to interrogate Miyamoto came to the study.

"Is he dead?"

Baizhao took the cigarette handed over by Li Cunxun, took two sips, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect that his body is stronger than a cow. I'm afraid we have to use one more bullet."

"Not dead?" Li Cunxun frowned slightly, "It's best if you don't die, we can let him use his remaining energy."

"Aren't you going to kill him? Your appearance has been exposed. If you let him live, we are in danger."

"Don't worry, the spy who had already collapsed mentally did not threaten us at all." Li Cunxun destroyed the cigarette butt and threw the cigarette butt into a cup of concentrated hydrochloric acid. "Try to save his life and arrange the transportation work. You guys will send him to Lahore and hand it over to the webmaster. I will arrive in Lahore in two days and then decide how to use him."

"Old Li, merciful, is not your characteristic."

Li Cunxun smiled faintly and said, "Stop talking nonsense, go down and take a look, we will leave in twenty-five minutes."

The white coat didn't say much, and he knew that Li Cunxun would never change the decision he had made.

Twenty minutes later, Miyamoto, the ventilator and four agents boarded a shabby van, and Li Cunxun followed in a car produced by Tata Company. Shortly after they left, a ball of fire engulfed the villa, flew into the night sky, and illuminated the surrounding woods.

At this time, Peng Maobang had just been woken up by the phone.

After listening to the latest report on the situation, Peng Maobang was also very surprised. In less than eight hours, the Military Intelligence Bureau had a definite news.
Chapter completed!