"How did you know...this is impossible!" Zhang Haixing stared at 'Wu Xie' in disbelief, wondering how he could break free from the rope.
There was a faint ringing sound in my ears.
Suddenly, the world began to spin before his eyes. Zhang Haixing shook his head vigorously, and then took a closer look. Instead of Wu Xie, the person in front of him was clearly Zhang Zhuxun!
Thinking of the previous ringtone, she instantly realized what was going on, "You guys joined forces to plot against me."
Realizing that his situation was over, he stopped saying anything and stared at Zhang Zhuxun with murderous eyes.
"Jie, Jie, Jie!" The fat man's triumphant laughter came from outside the bronze door, "You must have been tricked, old lady, you keep calculating, there is always a gap in a hundred meters."
The fat man walked out of the darkness holding a torch and sneered at Zhang Haixing: "Do you really think we are naive and easy to deceive? You have exposed your secrets since we talked about Ga Lai in the Lama Temple. Everyone has been on guard against you.
"
Zhang Haixing snorted disdainfully, "It's just a winner and a loser. It's not clear who will win until the last moment."
"Are you referring to the Wang family who followed the signal and followed her all the way?" Zhang Zhuxun pulled out a dozen nylon ties and tied her hands and feet backwards. "I don't need to worry about it anymore. Someone will solve it for me."
them."
Wu Xie, who had been treated like a weakling for countless times, had a very unhappy face. He unscrewed the flashlight, took out the bug inside, and smashed it into pieces without saying a word.
Zila——
Zhang Haixing tilted her head reflexively, and the sharp noise in the ear canal almost pierced her eardrums. With her hands tied, she could only cover her ears with her shoulders. Her face was pale, and she gritted her teeth to endure the stinging pain without saying a word.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, this old lady is so tough." The fat man looked at the blood stains on her shoulders and sighed hypocritically, "The fat man wants to pick his ears just looking at her, this is so unbearable."
"But you can rest assured that we will not torture you to extract a confession. There is no need. Your cheap brother probably knows a lot. When the time comes, just ask him directly. There is no need to bother to explain.
I want to deal with you."
Hearing the fat man mention Zhang Haike, Zhang Haixing's face changed slightly, he rolled his eyes and said firmly: "Even if you don't kill me now, you won't be able to get any information from me."
"Why do you think so? Do you think it was Zhang Haike who asked us to spare your life?" Zhang Zhuxun asked strangely.
Zhang Haixing smiled contemptuously, "Isn't it?"
Zhang Haixing's first impression was that she didn't take their words seriously. She didn't think they would let go of such a good opportunity to obtain information.
The more they need, the greater the certainty of their own survival. No matter if they are disconnected from the outside world, disconnection means that the situation here is out of control, and the greater the controllability.
"That was indeed the case at the beginning." Zhang Zhuxun did not deny it, nodded, and then changed his voice, "But it is not the case now. Zhang Haike kept you because he really wanted to get clues about his sister through you, but what you just said
Tuan Xue has already told me the answer.
Zhang Haixing's eyes flashed slightly. It was a good opportunity to test how much they knew. "I would like to hear the details."
Zhang Zhu pointed at the black blood that had solidified in the blood trough, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "A product of a failed blood transfusion, close to the Zhang family."
The real Zhang Haixing has died long ago.
The Wang family specially trained a girl who was almost a one-to-one replica of Zhang Haixing, and then designed to imprison Zhang Haixing for three years. During this period, Zhang Haixing was exchanged for blood with the girl they prepared.
The replacement plan of the Wang family should be regarded as half successful. After all, Zhang Haike and the others did not notice anything wrong with Zhang Haixing after she was released from prison. It was not until she actively participated in the Medog plan that Zhang Haike and the others noticed something strange.
Even at the beginning of the encirclement and suppression plan, when Kang Baluo was talking to Zhang Shuxun, Zhang Haike once speculated whether his sister was really instigated to rebel during those three years.
Today's result is both lucky and unfortunate for Zhang Haike.
"Or I can call you - the failure of the immortality experiment."
Zhang Zhuoxun tilted his head, "Am I right? Miss Wang."
Zhang Haixing stared at him closely. The moment he finished speaking, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes could not hide the fear, "Who are you?! It is impossible for Kangbalo people to know such detailed information, you -"
She suddenly turned her head to look at Wu Xie and the two men standing next to her. She saw the expressions of no surprise on their faces, and the fragments of clues that had been thrown behind her were suddenly connected with the current situation.
She gasped and murmured in disbelief, "You are that Zhang family member."
"You are still alive!"
Zhang Haixing's eyelids jumped uncontrollably.
It turns out that their purpose is not only to continue the plan of the Zhang family ancestors, to kill the Wang family who tried to get close to the secret place.
From beginning to end, they were targeting the entire Wang family standing behind them.
This person suddenly appeared next to Wu Xie a year ago. Perhaps it was the most critical link that the Zhang family put on the surface in order to launch a layout for the organization. Its function was to attract the attention of the organization in the most dangerous place.
She didn't know how much contact the organization had with Zhang Shuxun himself. She was afraid that everything he showed was an illusion based on the organization's curiosity, and he was the real him now.
A dead man suddenly came back to life, but in the data of the core department of the organization, he was still a dead man.
In other words, he completely disappeared from everyone's sight a year ago through the Wang family's own hands. Damn it, the news she conveyed played a key role.
The Wang family actually created a blind spot for themselves.
What will they do next?
The three years she was trapped in the Zhang family and completely disconnected from the organization were probably intentional by the Zhang family.
In the past three years, she had no way of knowing how big a plot the overseas Zhang family and the Kangbalo people had set up together. She even joined the team a year ago and was part of their plan.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and the soft meat in her mouth was almost chewed to pieces.
For such a person who is completely hidden from the organization's core deductions, the power he will exert in the future is simply terrifying.
Zhang Haixing only knew that the organization spent nearly twenty years training him, but for some reason something went wrong.
So the time and energy required to create a perfect spy like Zhang Shuxun is unimaginable, not to mention that they have the natural advantage of longevity.
This is a closed loop that encompasses all the forces from all four directions, and there is no solution!
Zhang Zhu looked at her constantly changing expressions and could roughly guess what she was thinking about, "It's really touching, isn't it? There are things that the Wang family didn't expect, so you can guess again."
Look, we have already mastered how many of those hidden threads you buried among us."
No, Zhang Haixing suppressed the fear in his heart, and it had not yet reached the fatal point.
Even if the organization does not know that there is a problem with the core deduction direction of this step, at the same time, the people who set up this game can only speculate that she belongs to another organization that is hostile to the Zhang family, and the most important thing in the organization is
Not exposed.
Zhang Haixing breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. The matter has not developed to an irreversible point. As long as she fails to get out of the snow mountain, even if the mission fails, the organization will immediately be vigilant and choose to cut off all the tentacles placed in Medog.
break.
What the Wang family is least afraid of is waiting. If this ten years doesn't work, they will still have the next ten years.
Sure enough, Zhang Zhuxun's words at the next moment confirmed her guess.
"Although you disguise yourself very well, you have two common characteristics like the people from a force I have come into contact with." Zhang Zhuxun curled his lips, "You all want to kill me, but I am
My perception is better, and I found that arrogance seems to be a common problem in your Wang family."
Zhang Haixing was afraid that the other party would find clues from his behavior, so he kept his mouth shut.
"You must be curious why I am so sure your surname is Wang."
Zhang Zhuoxun said without hesitation: "I might as well tell you something more. I met the people your organization released to hunt me down a year ago in the snowy mountains. Among them was a rather special young man. I got him through some special means.
name."
"Guess what." Zhang Zhuxun was looking forward to her reaction, "He is a person who has a close relationship with you, and it was through this person that we identified you, and later we successively speculated on your layout in Medog.
"
Zhang Haixing lowered his eyes slightly and made up his mind to treat himself as a dead person.
"His name is Wang Chan."
Zhang Shuxun finished the second half of the sentence he left behind, then took out a bronze mask from the compartment of his backpack and placed it in front of her.
Zhang Haixing stared at the bronze mask, and was stunned when her eyes touched a small cross mark on her chin. It took her a while to realize what words Zhang Zhuxun just said.
Wang Chan—it’s Wang Chan!
My mind felt as if I had been hit hard by the heavy hammer of a giant drum, and a large white lightning rumbled across my mind.
She raised her head suddenly, her eyes were bloodshot, and her pupils almost shrank into a grain of rice. She looked at him desperately like a female animal trapped in a dry well and dying.
Zhang Zhuoxun's words were like a knife, cutting off the thin thread that had always tied her.
It turned out that the kite on the line had fallen off and fell into the mud. It was trampled until its flesh and blood were broken, and its bones were scattered.
Time seemed to have stopped. She lay stiffly on the ground, pressing her face against the mask. Her throat seemed to be strangled by something, and she struggled to squeeze out a few scattered cries from deep inside.
Fatty and Wu Xie looked at the scene in front of them in surprise, and then looked at the expressionless Zhang Zhuxun, their eyes were extremely strange.
"Pi pi pi." The fat man kept winking at Zhang Zhu, extremely curious.
What the hell is going on? Damn, what did Muyu just say, why did this girl suddenly start crying, darling, this is really scary.
Wu Xie was also confused and vaguely felt that the owner of this bronze mask, "Wang Chan", should have some very deep connection with Zhang Haixing.
"How are the traps set outside?" Zhang Zhuxun asked them in a low voice.
The fat man made a circle with his fingers and said, "Just be patient."
"Okay, let's get out of here first and deal with the corpse of the King of Hell. I'll explain it to you when I'm done."
Zhang Zhuoxun picked up his backpack, told Wu Xie and the others to move out first, and then cut off the ties tied to Zhang Haixing's ankles, "If you want to be a sacrifice, just continue to stay here."
After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the bronze door.
After more than ten seconds, the sound of staggering footsteps came from behind. Zhang Haixing used the blade hidden in his mouth to cut off the straps that tied his hands, and followed him holding the bronze mask.
Fatty and Wu Xie, who were walking in the front, suddenly changed their posture fifty meters away, jumping up and down on tiptoes, and finally ran to a big rock and squatted down, then turned around and waved to Zhang Zhuxun.
"Come on, come on, be careful, this is a series of minefields specially dug by the fat man."
Zhang Zhuoxun walked over and found that there was a large gravel area five or six meters wide in front of the minefield, which was obviously paved deliberately.
"What is this?"
"It took a lot of effort for us to dig the swamp," Wu Xie said. "We estimated that the thing was quite big, so we dug down nearly two meters deep and made it with crushed stones mixed with black mud.
If you step on it, you'll definitely get stuck in and you won't be able to get out."
As he spoke, he picked up a stone and threw it in. There was a muffled sound, and in the blink of an eye, most of the stone was submerged in the black mud.
"This kind of black mud has strong suction and is sticky, like paste. Even if a big monster climbs up, it will hit the lead tied in front of it, bang -"
Wu Xie bared his small white teeth and said, "How is it? It's not bad."
The fat man held a can in his hand and called Zhang Zhu to come over and help.
"Where is the Corpse Holy Incense?" Zhang Zhu walked over and asked.
"Put it here." The fat man happily took out the small porcelain bottle from his pocket, opened the stopper and poured out the contents. It turned out to be several gray-colored sticks as big as thumbs, like the moxa used during moxibustion.
Tower like that.
"Tianzhen said that this is what the murals in the lamasery say. Just light the incense and smoke it, then make a 'riding corpse', and you can seduce the king of hell."
"What did you use to knead this thing?" Zhang Zhuxun pinched a stick and pressed it on the back of the empty can, then grabbed a black mud pestle and fixed it at the end.
"Tine oil, don't you have a small box in your backpack?" the fat man said, "I don't know if the shochu is useful or not. We didn't dare to try it. If it affects the smell of the corpse incense, it will be numb."
"Oh, by the way, why did you let the Lord of Hell's horse go? What will the Lord of Hell ride on later?" The fat man pouted at Zhang Zhuxun's back.
Zhang Haixing stood there with a numb face, and the wound on his leg began to ooze blood again.
Hearing the fat man's words, she turned to stare at Zhang Zhuxun and said, "I can serve as bait. In exchange, you have to return Wang Chan's bones to me."
Wu Xie held it in for a long time and finally asked his question, "Who is Wang Chan?"
"Her brother." Zhang Shuxun paused and added, "It should be, when I used the bell to create an illusion, I heard her call a name, Xiaochan."