(Making up the word count for the big chapter, there are two more updates in the morning)

At midnight on August 4, 2018.

There are still five hours before the K20 train arrives at Irkutsk, where it is said to stop. If there are no accidents, people on this train will be able to witness the magnificent and magical sunrise on the shores of the vast sea-like Lake Baikal.

Originally, this should be something worth looking forward to, but right now, absolutely no one can imagine how beautiful the clear Lake Baikal can be, especially in rooms 9-12 of the ninth carriage where Erwin is.

At this time, an unexpected scene is taking place here.

The moment a bald man took the passport from the blond woman, he suddenly got violent and pushed the Russian woman named Maria Sharapova down on the bed with Ivan beside him. He had no idea that the Russians who cared about her were having sex.

He grabbed the blonde's arm and pulled her hand straight behind her back. The shoulder blade and humerus made a slightly harsh friction sound, and then there was a "bang" sound, and the woman's face hit the bed.

This beautiful woman howled like a beast in the soft quilt, and said loudly in fluent Russian: "What are you doing?"

The sudden movement frightened Mr. Evans and jumped up from the bed. He hid next to Cheng Mo and Xie Minyun as if he was frightened. Mrs. Evans, who was still on the upper bunk, also sat up and looked down.

What happened, with a face full of shock, he once again held little Luoli in his arms.

Ivan stretched out his hand and pulled off the woman's hair fiercely, pulling her head back. However, he did not pull off the wig as he expected, but there were a few strands of golden and frizzy hair in his hand, which were mixed with each other.

At the same time, the woman on the bed let out a painful cry.

Xie Minyun couldn't bear such violent actions. She frowned and said with dissatisfaction: "You can't go too far."

Ivan turned back and glanced at Xie Minyun. He knew that the ridiculously beautiful girl in front of him was asked by the Divine Envoy to protect him. He did not dare to neglect. He loosened his hand slightly and said nonchalantly: "This is what the Divine Envoy told me.

"

"Senior sister, you, Mr. Evans and Mrs. Evans stand outside for a while," Cheng Mo said.

Mr. Evans felt like he was being pardoned. He didn't dare to breathe. He turned around and motioned to Mrs. Evans to hand Little Luoli off the bed. Then Mrs. Evans frightened and pulled her off the upper bunk, and the couple hugged her without hesitation.

The sleepy daughter walked out of the private room.

Xie Minyun looked at the blonde moaning on the bed. She knew that this was not the time for a woman to be kind. She bit her lips and said to the blonde in Russian: "You better stop resisting. Say what you know. I guarantee them."

I won’t embarrass you.”

The blonde girl who was pressed on the bed gasped: "I don't know what you are talking about!"

Xie Minyun didn't continue talking, but she was worried. What if she made a mistake? She didn't expect that Cheng Mo would actually tell that "Xiao Lin", and then Xiao Lin could control the Russian gangsters and come directly to arrest people.

Xie Minyun walked out of the private room anxiously. She turned around and saw Nicholas walking in, and then the door of the private room was slowly closed by him.

Cheng Mo stood under the pale incandescent light with a cold expression, and had the temperament of a villain executioner. This made Xie Minyun feel a little uncomfortable. She didn't want Cheng Mo to be too cold and ruthless.

But it seemed that Cheng Mo didn't care at all what she thought of him.

With a gentle sound, the door was completely closed, and Cheng Mo disappeared from Xie Minyun's sight. This made her feel a little flustered. She couldn't imagine what would happen to the blond woman, but thinking about Cheng Mo's presence,

They shouldn't go too far.

But things were exactly the opposite of what he thought.

"Find a towel and use water torture," Cheng Mo said expressionlessly.

Nicholas, who had just come in, looked around the private room. It seemed that he was the only one who could still move. Two of his men were holding down the blond girl, while the little boy standing next to another bed was staring coldly at the blond girl on the bed opposite.

girl.

Nicholas didn't expect that a bigger kid would dare to give him orders, but thinking of the unpredictable God Envoy and the ten million dollars, he still took action himself and pulled it off the clothes hanger hanging on the railing at the foot of the bed.

Wet a white towel with mineral water, and then said to the subordinate: "Turn her over"

"Tie her hands first." Cheng Mo threw a belt over.

"Tie her hands first." Nicholas repeated Cheng Mo's words.

"I'm searching her lower body to see what's on her body," Cheng Mo said again.

"Searching her lower body to see what's on her body," Nicholas repeated again.

The two men first tied the woman's hands behind her back with leather belts, and then searched her whole body, but found nothing except a dagger as thin as a cicada.

The woman never struggled, but kept repeating: "What are you going to do? I'm just an ordinary Russian."

When the woman was turned over with her hands tied behind her back, she looked intently at the four people surrounding her, but she never thought that the person giving the orders was the Chinese boy who looked harmless and wore glasses. He was hidden behind the lenses.

His eyes were very narrow, long and deep, with a luster without much emotion. Just looking at them, he didn't look like a teenager at all, but rather like a killer.

The incandescent lights cast sharp-edged shadows in the private room. The train was speeding at midnight, and the windows were as dark as ink, as if they were in the depths of the Netherworld.

The woman continued to pretend to be panicked and said: "What on earth are you going to do? I'm just an ordinary Russian."

Cheng Mo carefully observed the face of the woman in front of him. She looked exactly like a foreign girl. There was no trace of Asian ancestry at all. But if you made a mistake, you made a mistake. At worst, he could just give her a way out with some money, so he said lightly

: "First remove her makeup with water and see if there is any artificial skin on her cheeks."

Nicholas still repeated Chengmo's instructions, and he spoke as if he had given them.

When the woman heard this, she began to struggle and shouted in panic: "Let me go, let me go!"

"Tell me! Where is Shirkov!" Cheng Mo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Could it be that luck can't stop him? I didn't expect such a coincidence that this powerful agent would actually hide here. Cheng Mo

His heart began to beat rapidly. It seemed that he, the most disadvantaged person, was going to get there first. As long as he asked the woman about Shirkov's whereabouts, the Cross Bee might really fall into his hands.

"What Shirkov? I have no idea what you are talking about!" the woman said eagerly. At this time, the wet towel had already covered her face and was wiping it hard on her rather delicate skin.

The towel filled with water was also a form of punishment, making it impossible for her to breathe at all. Her chest was heaving violently, and her throat and lungs felt like there were hot coals stuffed in them, making them extremely uncomfortable.

When the two men holding her on the left and right picked up the towel, she took in a big breath, but this time she was not talking, just breathing, and trying her best to conserve her strength. She knew how to deal with this.

She was trained in torture.

Cheng Mo reached out and took the towel over, smelled it, and then said: "I have been following you and Shirkov since Brest. Although you hid it well, you couldn't hide it from me. You were on the train in Brest.

He stayed for two nights in a safe house near Lenin Avenue Station, then took a train to Moscow, stayed for two nights in a safe house at the end of the fifth floor of the Budapest Hotel in Red Village, and killed a Russian scalper."

The woman did not speak. Her breathing gradually calmed down and was no longer so rapid. Obviously she felt that being caught this time was not a coincidence. The other party was a professional who had been following her for a long time. She whispered: "I don't know what you are talking about.

." This time she no longer said she was Russian, her false eyelashes had been removed, and the artificial skin on her cheeks had been exposed because the foundation had been forcibly wiped off.

"You know." Cheng Mo said lightly, already confirming this matter from her eyes and tone. In fact, ever since she first started to deal with waterboarding professionally, Cheng Mo knew that the other party, whether he was a high-powered agent or not, would definitely

She is a well-trained agent. She never screamed or struggled like ordinary people from beginning to end. First, she was afraid of attracting other people's attention; second, she needed to conserve her strength to cope with the punishment.

"My name is Jin Enna. I don't know anyone in Shirkiv, and I have never been to Brest. I am just an escapee from the High Power Country. I pretended to be a Russian just to escape the pursuit of the High Power agents, but...

I don’t know what you have misunderstood.” The woman is also well versed in interrogation and knows that blind resistance can only lead to harsher treatment. She must deal with the interrogator wisely and try to buy as much time as possible to recover her strength.

"Continue." Cheng Mo looked at the woman who called herself Jin Enna and said without any mercy.

This time Nicholas did not repeat himself. He took the initiative to pour water on the towel and handed it to his men. He looked back at Cheng Mo's body, which was much thinner than him, and his childish baby face, and thought to himself: "This

What kind of monsters are the Chinese people? They are so skilled at interrogating people at such a young age."

The white towel dripping with water once again covered Jin Enna's face. She was pushed down on the bed by the strong arms of two Russian skinheads. Her body was shaking violently, her legs were twitching, and the towel was deeply sunken.

The open mouth resembles a terrifying mask.

When the endurance of the woman in front of him reached the limit, Cheng Mo signaled to pick up the towel, and then he asked again: "Where is Shirkov?"

Jin Enna raised her head, hiding in the shadow and looking at the bed board, "I don't know, I really don't know what Shirkov is. I told you that you found the wrong person! I am just an escapee from the Kingdom of Gaoli."

"Peel off the artificial skin on her face, raise her head, and let her look at me." Cheng Mo said.

So the two Russian gangsters reached out and pulled off the artificial skin stuck to Jin Enna's cheeks, and then dragged her out of the bed, leaving her pale face completely exposed to the light.

Cheng Mo looked into Jin Enna's eyes and asked with a sneer: "Tell me now? Who is that man pretending to be Maria Sharapova?"

As soon as this sentence was asked, Cheng Mo saw the despair in Jin Enna's eyes. Obviously she knew that she couldn't hide it, but strangely, this despair had a kind of tranquility, like a person slowly walking towards the black

The ocean, feeling the cold water slowly swallowing me up

At this moment, Cheng Mo was a little confused. He suddenly realized something and hurriedly shouted: "Quickly shut her mouth."
Chapter completed!