Ye Chen muttered something softly and asked, "Have you met the guide?"
"No." The man explained: "I don't know who the guide is. When we arrived in New York this time, when we woke up, we were already in a closed garage, where the organization left the equipment needed for the mission.
As well as some information, the information listed the targets, their kinship and social relationships, as well as the masters around them. Because we knew there would be several high-level warriors, we specially prepared enhanced weapons for us.
He also reminded us what we need to pay attention to and what tactics we should adopt, and then gave us a certain amount of time to familiarize ourselves with the information. Then we waited for the departure notice. After arriving at the scene, the guide informed me of the appropriate opportunity to attack through transfer."
Ye Chen asked: "What does transit mean?"
The man said: "The organization does not allow any form of direct contact between us and the guide, so the guide will communicate the situation to her contact person in the organization, and then the contact person will pass the news to me."
Ye Chen asked him: "How does your contact person convey information to you?"
The man replied: "They left us a communication device, but only my device can hear the person's voice."
Ye Chen asked again: "Is your partner a man or a woman?"
The man shook his head: "Even with a voice changer, I don't know if it's a man or a woman."
Ye Chen said at this time: "So, my third aunt should be the guide you talk about. She reported the appropriate attack time to your docking person, and your docking person then directed you to attack."
The man nodded and said, "It should be. The woman I saw who was carried out seemed to have committed suicide by taking poison. She must be a member of the organization."
Ye Chen asked him: "Then the order you received was to kill all the people inside, or to keep some people alive?"
The man said: "The order is not to allow us to leave anyone alive."
Ye Chen frowned: "Doesn't that mean we have to kill even the guide? Does the guide himself know?"
The man shook his head: "I don't know if she knows."
Ye Chen asked him: "Do you know anything about the guide?"
"I don't know much about it." The man shook his head and said: "Guide and dead soldier are just different identities in the organization. Among them, the dead soldier has the most information, because we have been under the strict surveillance of the organization and are equivalent to prisoners, so
There are almost no additional ways to learn information. We know what the organization wants us to know, and we have no way of knowing what the organization does not want us to know.”
Ye Chen nodded slightly and asked him again: "If your mission is completed, what will be the follow-up process?"
The man said: "After the mission is completed, we will retreat to the garage and receive drug injections there. We don't need to worry about the rest. The organization will take us back."
Ye Chen looked at him and asked, "All of your men committed suicide by taking poison. How will your organization treat your families?"
The man said: "We failed the mission this time. The organization will define us as loyal to the British master, so they will not make things difficult for our families. On the contrary, they will give our families better treatment."
Ye Chen said calmly: "No wonder you and your men were so decisive when committing suicide by taking poison."
"Yes." The man nodded and said: "For most of the dead soldiers, they basically don't have a good death, and most of them die miserably. If you die loyally, there is no pain, and it will be over in the blink of an eye.
If you can bring better living conditions to your family, it can be considered a worthy death."
Ye Chen asked again: "Then how big is the scale of your dead soldiers?"
"The size of the dead soldiers?" The man thought for a while, shook his head and said: "I don't know either... The dead soldier camp where we are located has a total of 1,100 households and 1,900 dead soldiers. The total population is male, female and old.
Altogether, there are probably several thousand people."
Ye Chen asked in surprise: "So, your organization is more than just your dead soldiers?"
"Yes." The man nodded and said, "There are death soldier camps all over the world, but I don't know how many there are specifically."
Ye Chen was increasingly shocked. He pondered for a moment and asked again: "You said you were injected with drugs before you came here, and you were already in New York when you woke up. Do you know how long you were unconscious in total?"
"I don't know." The man shook his head and said: "No one is allowed to know the date and time in the death camp. We can't see the sunrise or sunset. We can only work when the lights are on and stop when the lights are off. Moreover,
I once quietly calculated that our daily schedule in the death camp did not seem to be based on 24 hours a day. They seemed to deliberately make a slight deviation in the time of each day. Today is longer than yesterday, and yesterday was longer than the day before yesterday.
Over time, even if we know the exact time when we go on a mission, after returning for a while, the records will be biased."
Ye Chen asked him: "How did you calculate the time deviation?"
The man said: "I made a very fine hole in the bottom of the bowl and filled it with very fine sand. From the time the bell rang on the first day, it leaked until the bell rang the next day. Then I filled the fine sand again.
Once again, when the bell rings on the third day, the fine sand will sometimes drain out in advance, and sometimes it will drain out too late. Therefore, I guess the time inside is different from the time outside, so over time, we don’t know what is going on outside.
What year and month."
Ye Chen asked curiously: "You do so many things quietly, are you looking for a chance to escape?"
"It doesn't matter." The man smiled bitterly and said: "Even if there is a chance to escape, it is inevitable that he will die. I want to know more about the operation mechanism of the Death Soldier Camp. If there is a chance to escape, I will die in the Death Soldier Camp."
If everything about this can be exposed, it would be great if we can destroy the death camp so that no one will make the same mistakes I did in the future."
Ye Chen nodded and said calmly: "It seems that you have not been completely brainwashed by the organization."
"Brainwashing?" The man shook his head and said: "The organization does not bother to brainwash us. Our own lives and the lives of our families are in the hands of the organization. It does not matter whether we are brainwashed or not. The organization also knows that we are not willing to do it for generations.
Slave, from this point of view, we can be regarded as the people who hate them the most in the world, but they don't care, because they know that we have neither the courage nor the ability to betray the organization."
Ye Chen nodded slightly, knowing in his heart that this person had already said almost everything he knew.
At this time, Wan Pojun asked: "You should know where the garage is when you woke up, right?"
"I know." The man said truthfully: "The garage where we woke up is in Brooklyn, New York."
Wan Pojun looked at Ye Chen: "Mr. Ye, this is the only place where they have interacted with the organization. Those people arranged the garage in advance and will definitely leave information. If we use this as a clue to investigate back, we should be able to find out
Got some clues!”
Ye Chen waved his hand and said calmly: "No need to check."
Wan Pojun asked hurriedly: "Mr. Ye, this is the only clue!"
Ye Chen said seriously: "Then there is no need to investigate. Since the other party is so cautious, the clues that should be dealt with have already been dealt with. If we go there to investigate at this time, we will only expose ourselves, and even if we find any clues, we will not be able to find any clues."
It makes no sense. We are far from powerful enough to compete with such an organization. What we know now are only dead soldiers and guides, and we don’t know how many dead soldiers, how many guides they have, and more.
We don’t know what other organizational structures they have besides dead soldiers and guides. Maybe the other party’s true strength is greater than we imagined.”
Wan Pojun hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.
Even Ye Chen said this, so he didn't dare to act rashly.
Ye Chen looked at the man and said calmly: "You cooperated very well today, but I am not ready to kill you yet."
After that, he said to Wan Pojun: "Pojun, I'm leaving. You secretly take him to Syria and take good care of him. Don't let anyone except the core members of Wanlong Palace know his existence."
Wan Pojun nodded without thinking: "Don't worry, Mr. Ye, I will make arrangements!"
Ye Chen looked at the man again and asked, "What's your name?"
The man said with a grateful face: "Go back to Mr. Ye and order another five-four-seven!"
Ye Chen asked him: "Which five? The Wu of martial arts, or the Wu of single-standing people?"
"None of them." The man smiled bitterly and said: "It's a number. I don't have a surname or a first name. Even my ancestors don't know what their original surname was. We were just given a number by the organization when we were born, and then we use this number.
Just for the sake of fame.”
Ye Chen felt mixed emotions in his heart. He was silent for a moment, nodded slightly, and said seriously: "You live well, I will let you see the complete destruction of this organization with your own eyes!"
Wu Siqi's eyes suddenly shone with an unprecedented light of expectation. He stared at Ye Chen and asked respectfully: "Mr. Ye, I have answered so many of your questions. I hope you can tell me for the sake of your cooperation.
How on earth did you completely seal the power in my body?"
Ye Chen smiled coldly and said, "My power is far stronger than that!"