Pirate’s Brood Order

His head felt a little dizzy and dull, and the bones and muscles all over his body seemed to be rubbed against the ground by someone. There were bursts of burning pain. Star slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the white ceiling. , moving his eyes slightly down was an iron bed with a cold tone, and he was lying flat on the bed, the clothes on his body were very wrinkled and wrinkled, as if they had been soaked in water and then smoked dry indiscriminately.

"Where is this?"

He sat up from the bed with horror in his heart, and quickly observed the environment in the room. The room was cramped and very monotonous. The most important piece of furniture was the bed under him, and then there was the toilet in the corner.

It is a closed environment with no windows, and the only exit is the iron door, above which is a fence-like window. He walked over and looked outside to see a gloomy corridor, which is lined with rows of tightly closed The cell door, every few cell doors are guarded by burly jailers wearing the same uniform.

"This is a prison!"

A strange thought popped into Star's mind: "Why did I appear in the prison? Is it the 153rd branch of the Navy? According to the intelligence I found, there is indeed a prison built in the 153rd branch."

Star frowned. He carefully recalled what happened last night, but it was difficult to find any useful clues. He felt as if he had passed out and was brought here.

coma? !

Star noticed something was wrong. As a well-trained intelligence officer, his own vigilance is very high. Even if there is a slight disturbance in his sleep, he will be awakened immediately. It is absolutely impossible for him to be unnoticed in his sleep Take it away, and judging by the various bruises and scratched skin on my body, the other party's actions can't be called gentle.

"Unless I am passed out by someone's medicine?"

Star's face darkened, and he had some bad associations in his mind. At this moment, the sound of "tapping" footsteps came from the corridor, judging from the frequency of the steps, it was two people.

"Investigator Star, we finally meet!"

The moment the iron door was pushed open, a strange man's voice came in. Star's right hand smashed the wooden bed board, and his feet quickly rushed towards the crack of the door. Come stabbed.

Fierce, fierce!

Laughter!

The exposed figure showed an elegant smile, and the outline of the body strangely revealed the shadow of black air, which infiltrated all the surrounding air like ink, and the bared teeth and claws seemed to have life.

Star could see with the naked eye that the sharp and uneven wood stubbles were quickly polluted black, and then assimilated into dripping black juice that fell on the concrete floor, spreading out like a puddle of fermented liquid.

A palm stretched out from the shadows, gripping Star's wrist, an unshakable terrifying force climbed up along the fascia of the wrist, and the traces of shadows also eroded strangely, the skin on half of the arm The blood vessels became hideous and raised, revealing an ominous black.

Star felt an unusually cold breath coming from his arm, he was horrified, he shuddered suddenly, pulled out his arm vigorously, retreated back to the base of the wall, stared at the prison door with extreme fear, and stepped on the door step by step. Enter Yarlin who came in.

Yarlin let go of his palm and put it back on his trouser legs gracefully. He stared at Star with a grin on the corner of his mouth and said: "There is a price to be paid for impulsiveness. Fortunately, I am a very generous person. I don't want to hurt you."

Star's pupils contracted. He looked at his half arm that was as dark as poisoned, and stared at Colonel Yarlin, the target of the investigation mission, with a slight chill in his heart, and his heart was overwhelmed.

It really is the prison of branch 153!

I'm exposed!

Why was the obviously secret investigation discovered!

I was caught here by being stunned by drugs!

What on earth did Gilas and Faulkner do!

A series of doubts accompanied the current dangerous situation, and Star's mind was running fast. Some fragments that he had ignored seemed to be in shock, and they were rolled up from under the sea by the surging waves in his heart, but these were still difficult to answer. Shocked in his heart, but he can be sure that there must be something wrong with Gilas and Faulkney.

"Although you wrote some words that slandered me in the report, I still can't bear to let you die like this without knowing it." Yarlin stepped aside, and Crowe walked in from behind, from the letter paper Take out the investigation report and hand it over to Star.

"Navy Headquarters Intelligence Investigation Report - Targeting Colonel Yarlin, Division 153"

Personality traits: 1. Ambitious and will do whatever it takes to achieve the goal.

2. Good at careful planning step by step, the city is quite deep.

3. Cold and rational, absolutely utilitarian personality, will not commit impulsive actions, and know how to restrain anger.

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Star immediately recognized the title and his own handwriting. He stared at Yarlin, and the investigation report made on the target actually appeared in the target's hands. This is simply the worst possible situation.

"Why did this report appear in your hands, Colonel Yarlin!" Stahan said, "Do you know what kind of felony it is in the navy to kidnap and imprison an intelligence investigator?"

"His demeanor and tone, as well as his impulsive reaction just now, and the frequency of his breathing don't seem to be acting." Yarlin narrowed his eyes and analyzed in his heart: "Contact the information that Crowe overheard for comparison. If so, then you can basically be sure that what Gilas said that day was not just talking nonsense."

"The identity of the intelligence investigator can be confirmed, and the identity of the world government spy organization Cp6 is also likely to be true." Yaerlin immediately judged two important pieces of information from Star's answer, and he laughed: "Why did the report appear in the In my hands, the Investigator Star should have some guesses in his mind right now!"

Staring at Yarlin's smile, his heart kept sinking to the bottom, he gritted his teeth and said, "It's Gilas and Faulkner, what did they do?"

"Helping me tamper with the contents of this report in the hope of getting some benefits from me should be regarded as nothing more than a strange transaction."

"What is the specific content of the transaction?"

"You don't need to know the specific content too much, you just need to know that their last clause is to let me kill you, um..." Yarlin spread his palms: "To be precise, it should be to create an accident , and plant your death on the revolutionary army."

Star had a sullen face, and after a while he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't believe a single word you said!"

"Hey, you're lying, you've already believed it." Yarlin sneered, and suddenly appeared next to Star, with his left hand on his neck, countless surging black silk wrapped around him like a woven cocoon, "Don't be nervous, I'm not trying to hurt you, it's just to make you believe all this."