A few days ago, No. 38, Zi Shui Street.

Fan Zhenbang's right arm and left leg were interrupted.

"I have no violent tendencies, really." Meng Shaoyuan said seriously: "Do you know why I did this?"

Of course Fan Zhenbang didn't know.

The only thing he needs to know now is when he will die.

Meng Shaoyuan was not concerned about this issue: "Zhenbang, people have a strange memory model. For example, if you meet a person in the morning, he is very unique, let's assume his leg is lame.

When in the afternoon, you see another figure from the back, whose figure is roughly the same as that person’s, and his legs happen to be inconvenient, your memory will tell you immediately that he is the person you saw in the morning.”

What's the meaning?

"I want to make things as perfect as possible, Zhenbang, do you find that your height and shape are about the same as mine?"

Just when Meng Shaoyuan said it, Fan Zhenbang suddenly thought of a terrible thing.

"And you, Boss He." Meng Shaoyuan turned his attention to He Jiawang, who was shivering at the side: "Your height and shape are similar to those of my men, ah, his name is Huang Zhong.

The first time I saw you, the most suitable person to complete the final mission with me came to mind, and that was him, Huang Zhong. Because you are his perfect substitute."

He Jiawang was still confused.

What's the perfect substitute?

Fan Zhenbang answered this question for him: "He wants us to die for them."

"clever!"

Meng Shaoyuan gave a thumbs up.

Just when Fan Zhenbang was desperate, Meng Shaoyuan suddenly shouted: "Fan Zhenbang, look at me!"

Fan Zhenbang looked at him involuntarily.

Their eyes met, and Meng Shaoyuan's index finger began to swing: "Do you regret it now?"

Naturally, Fan Zhenbang's eyes fell on the gently wagging fingers.

Do I regret it now?

Of course I regret it!

Because I'm dying.

"Do you miss your parents and family?" Meng Shaoyuan's voice was low: "I think, I miss my wife and children every day..."

Fan Zhenbang suddenly felt like sleeping.

…

Huang Zhong completed the inspection.

The house was filled with explosives.

He was a little scared.

There are so many explosives and they are piled high with flammable materials.

Damn it, don't blow yourself up, right?

No matter what, anyway, what the commander arranged is correct.

This is where Jinzhuxuan previously lived for Tong Lan and her son.

This is also Jinzhuxuan's last place of escape.

On that day, a large number of armed men surrounded the place. When Meng Shaoyuan was in desperate situation, Jin Zhuxuan hurriedly told him:

"There is a secret passage in the room, we can escape from there!"

Meng Shaoyuan rejected this suggestion.

This secret passage was not used that day.

But from that day on, Meng Shaoyuan's escape plan finally perfected the last step!

Su Junwen and Miao Zhixing had already left the secret passage in advance and carefully checked the secret passage.

Now, it's Meng Shaoyuan and Huang Zhong's turn.

Meng Shaoyuan, let yourself be ready for the final curtain call!

…

Fan Zhenbang sat there with his eyes straight.

He was hypnotized.

Meng Shaoyuan turned to He Jiawang: "Now, it's your turn, Boss He!"

…

"You Japanese dog spy!"

Meng Shaoyuan said with a smile.

Boring?

This kind of joke is still being made at this time.

Huang Zhong was muttering in his heart.

Meng Shaoyuan scratched his head: "Your code name, that, that."

"That one" couldn't come out for a long time.

Huang Zhong was afraid that his superior would give him a code name of pig intestines or something, so he quickly said: "Code it is Taihu. Anyway, there are more than a dozen tigers and more than a dozen wolves in the Japanese special agency, and others don't know how many we have captured and killed."

"

"My name is Weihu."

Meng Shaoyuan felt strange, why did everyone's name sound better than his own?

…

Zi Shui Street, 3:30 pm, a good show is on.

"They're coming."

Meng Shaoyuan nodded: "Start!"

Huang Zhong fired.

All the Zhongtong agents fell to the ground.

Huang Zhong, who was wearing gray linen clothes, escorted Meng Shaoyuan, who was wearing a black suit with a detonator tied on his chest:

"Meng Shaoyuan is in my hands. I am an agent of the Empire of Japan, codenamed 'Tailhu'!"

They wear such clothes to deepen each other's memories.

Because they have no way to escape, the people wearing such clothes are Meng Shaoyuan and Weihu!

…

Huang Zhong shot and "injured" Meng Shaoyuan's right arm.

This is the same memory forced into the Central Unification agents:

Meng Shaoyuan's arm was injured.

Therefore, the man wearing a suit with an injured arm is Meng Shaoyuan.

Huang Zhong appeared for the second time.

This time, he "injured" Meng Shaoyuan's left leg.

The memories of Zhongtong agents were further deepened:

The man wearing a suit with his right arm and left leg injured is Meng Shaoyuan!

While the Zhongtong agents were waiting anxiously, Meng Shaoyuan, who was in the room, tied the detonator on Fan Zhenbang's body.

Fan Zhenbang, also wearing a black suit, had his right arm and left leg broken.

He Jiawang was wearing the same gray linen clothes as Huang Zhong.

Meng Shaoyuan looked at the window and found that he had arrived early this evening:

“Act early!”

Therefore, the Zhongtong people could not wait until 5:30.

Fan Zhenbang and He Jiawang appeared at the location designated by Meng Shaoyuan with dull expressions.

Under the influence of sunlight and the location where Fan Zhenbang and He Jiawang were standing, the Central Unification agents were unable to identify them.

But the memory they were repeatedly given clearly conveyed a message to them through their brains:

The man wearing a black suit with injuries to his right arm and left leg is Meng Shaoyuan!
To be continued...