Chapter 1279: Lao Zhou's identity

Seventh district, the first war zone military supervision branch.
"Mr. Yan, the Special Military Intelligence Department sent the information." An officer took the information and placed it on the desk of the sub-director.
"So little?" The sub-director stretched out his hand and picked up the thin data sheet, and looked down.
The officer waited on the sidelines without saying a word.
The sub-director frowned after seeing it for six or seven points, and said: "Zhou Zheng, a Chinese in the European Union, the president of Miller Entertainment, was founded in the fifth year after the Era... This information is nothing special, it's just a The skin of an ordinary merchant."
"Yes." The officer nodded.
"It's a bit strange that an ordinary businessman was kidnapped, but no information was revealed." The sub-director slowly put down the information: "There should be something under his skin, what did the Special Military Intelligence Department say?"
"They are investigating more in-depth information."
"Notify the northwest side and interrogate him." The sub-director put down the information, held up the water glass and ordered: "Pry open his mouth as soon as possible!"
"Yes, I will make arrangements right away." The officer said after saluting.
...
In the evening, in a certain living village in the planned area of ​​Tibet.
Lao Zhou sat in the dimly lit private house, his hands and feet were shackled, and his head was down without saying a word.
In the table next to the door, a middle-aged man looked down at the information and said with a smile: "Zhou Zheng, President of Miller Entertainment, hehe, big boss!"
When Lao Zhou heard this, he slowly raised his head and looked at the other party. Although there was no change in the expression on his face, his heart was beaten. When this day is not up, his identity has been leaked?
The middle-aged put down the information and stepped forward: "What are you doing in District 5?"
"I am a businessman, of course I am here to do business." Lao Zhou replied plainly.
"How many days have you been tied up?" the middle-aged asked with a smile.
Lao Zhou frowned and did not reply.
"Your big boss is tied up. Why don't you seem to be moving at all from your company's subordinates and partners?" The middle-aged man said softly with his hands behind his back, "It's strange that there is no information about you in the news."
"What's weird about this." Lao Zhou looked up at him and replied: "Not disclosing my information to the public is to prevent the kidnappers from jumping over the wall and imposing more stringent conditions."
"Haha." The middle-aged smiled without refuting.
"Who are you anyway?! Do you want money?" Lao Zhou asked.
The middle-aged pulled a chair and sat down, tilted his neck and looked at Lao Zhou: "Who am I, don't you know?"
"I am not sure!"
"I am the same person as you." The middle-aged man pointed to Lao Zhou, his face suddenly became serious: "When you get to this place, I advise you to give up the idea of ​​fluke. First, you can't run out of here, second It doesn’t matter if you don’t say it now, because we have enough time to communicate. For ten, twenty, even fifty years, people like me will be with you!"
Sweat dripped from Lao Zhou's forehead and did not refute.
"If you can't provide us with any useful information, confession, and help, you will be detained indefinitely, and the place where you are detained is not an ordinary prison." The middle-aged man took out a cigarette case and asked briefly: " Have you heard of the iron cage in District Seven?"
When Lao Zhou heard this, his mouth twitched.
"Do you smoke?" The middle-aged asked with a cigarette.
"Pump, puff!" Lao Zhou nodded slowly.
The middle-aged reached out and put the cigarette in Lao Zhou’s mouth to help him light it, and continued:
You are a smart person. We can determine your identity within a day. It’s just a matter of time before you pick up the thing under your skin. , What do you say?"
People who engage in information and intelligence activities are different from ordinary prisoners, because fools can’t do this work, and everyone’s will is very firm. If you put pressure on him from the skin, he will not necessarily give in. If you want him to speak, you must first let his heart collapse, so the middle-aged did not use extreme interrogation methods, just like chatting, talking to him.
Lao Zhou took a deep breath, watching the middle-aged still not open his mouth to speak.
"Are you Chinese?"
"Yeah." Lao Zhou nodded.
"At your age, you should have lived in your hometown for a long time, hehe, why don't you have any feelings?" The middle-aged smiled and asked, "Is it corroded by the capital market?"
Lao Zhou reached out his hand to remove the cigarette from his mouth, lowered his head and said, "Is the one who tied me to military affairs?"
"No, it happened. The person who tied you has something to do with us. You can understand that he sold you to us." The middle-aged replied.
Hearing this, Lao Zhou couldn't help cursing: "I'm fucking, my gold bars are fed to the dog."
The middle-aged smiled: "It is a good thing that he handed you over, otherwise your life will be lost."
Old Zhou was silent.
"Will it be consumed?" asked the middle-aged man with his legs folded.
Lao Zhou stretched out his chubby palm and wiped his cheek: "I said it, there's no chance."
"That's not necessarily true, you can work for us." The middle-aged smiled and shook his head: "You are covered with such a big skin, obviously you are valuable."
"Do you want me to be the bait?" Lao Zhou asked.
"Look at which line you are walking." The middle-aged replied with Erlang's legs tilted: "If it is important, it's okay to put you as bait."
"I want to think about it." Old Zhou took a deep breath and replied.
The middle-aged slowly got up, walked to the window, stretched out his hand and opened the curtain.
Lao Zhou looked up, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com saw the middle-aged man pointing to a helicopter outside the window and said: "There is something on it, if you want to be quiet, I will send you to the iron cage tonight, and replace with you. communicate with."
Old Zhou clenched his fists, the sweat on his forehead was heavier, he knew where was where, there was almost no possibility of going out, and the way of talking would not be so easy.
"How about? Can you communicate?" the middle-aged asked.
After being silent for a long time, Lao Zhou suddenly opened his mouth: "The person in charge of military intelligence collection in the second district of the European Union has died. I was temporarily sent here to take over his work."
The middle-aged slowly turned around and asked with a smile: "Are you the person in charge?"
"Yes." Lao Zhou nodded.
"Then what is your relationship with Kim Tae-soo?" the middle-aged asked again.
"I have nothing to do with him." Lao Zhou replied softly: "He is very well-connected in the five districts. He helps me to settle down here. He wants me to get in touch with him. Use his energy to help me build a reasonable place in the five districts. identity of!"
The middle-aged was a little surprised: "You didn't know him before? Did you two meet?"
"I haven't seen each other." Lao Zhou frowned and scolded: "Someday I went to his company to meet and discuss things, but...but I was by the gang of gangsters by mistake!"
"Where is the one who helped you settle down?"
"Dead, the day I tied me, he was beaten to death in the company?" Lao Zhou replied.
"In other words, no one knows your true identity in the five districts now? That's why no one leaks out the information?" the middle-aged asked with bright eyes.
Lao Zhou paused for two seconds: "Yes, no one knows my identity except for the launch of the EU."
"Ness!" the middle-aged man whispered slightly excitedly.
...
The other end.
Lin Chengdong said to Xiao Liang, "Let's go back tomorrow!"