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I have a female friend who studied at a university in the southwest and was tricked to Burma by a trafficker on his trip to Yunnan, who was infected with viral hepatitis and drained of blood.

Before she died, she sent me a message: Zheng Lin, I think I’m dying. I’m sorry.

Mun-ho, it’s my boyfriend.

One.

My best friend, Hsu Ching, is an orphan who went to college with government help.

During college, we stayed together.

On the day she graduated, she said she was ready to go back home to examine civil servants; I chose to stay in Beijing.

We cried so hard when we were together.

But, six months later, I couldn’t get in touch with Sun.

Even though I asked every question, I couldn’t find it.

I didn’t think I’d hear from her one night after a year: Jung-Lin, I’m Xu Ching. I guess I’m going to lose it. Be careful of Mon-ho.

Meng Ho, is my boyfriend.

Three days ago, he ordered me a trip to Yunnan.

I’m packing.

Two.

I’m so excited that Xu Ching finally contacted me.

You know, I’m kind of shaky, but I stop packing, and I turn around and look at Mon-ho, who beats DoTA.

Why be careful with him?

Me and Meng Ho have been talking to me for four years, and Meng Ho and Xu Ching are from a county, and they were very close.

I don’t understand.

So, I called the number that sent the message, but always hinted, empty.

I think it’s weird.

I then called the mobile office, where I was told that it was a virtual number, that the signal was sometimes delayed and that the information received on the same day was not necessarily sent on the same day.

I’ve heard a lot about it.

In the evening, I saw a message from my college friends: “Do you know about the school? A year has passed since they were reported missing, and yesterday they were found on the Yunnan-Myanmar border and blood was drained.

It’s like a hole in the heart and it hurts so much that I cry.

I crawled down with my heart, and I couldn’t hold my arm on several tables.

I don’t believe that she’ll die. She’s walking in front of me a year ago, saying if I went to Yunnan, I’d take me to see where she grew up.

But then, why can’t I find her?

And We covered our lips, and wept, until we were down on the ground,

When Meng-ho came back in the morning, I was crying and my voice was silent. Meng-ho asked me what happened, I choked and told him things intermittently.

He’s going to go over the chat records and find the man who sent the message.

But he never returned.

Two hours later, Meng-ho went down to buy me food, and the man returned: I just heard, specifically, I didn’t know.

I phoned and the man hung up and then took me black.

When Meng-ho came back, he advised me, “Look, Zheng Lin, this man is making a lie, so he is afraid to continue with you. We will soon be going to Yunnan. I will ask you then. I’m sorry.

“Will she really die? I’m sorry.

Meng-ho shakes his head: “No, don’t worry. I’m sorry.

Late in the night, for the first time in years, I had nightmares, and in my dream, Xu Ching ran and spit blood, and let me save her.

I woke up, woke up, sweated and my hands were shaking.

I couldn’t sleep, I took my cell phone, I opened the mail, I looked at Xu Jing’s head, and I sent her a message: “Where are you? I miss you so much!”

And the tears were not restrained, and soon the screen was wet, and I cried with my lips covered and whispered.

When I cried for some time, I suddenly remembered the voice-calling man, the QQQ, which I remember, I used to use a micro-mail search to add, and it turned out I saw a painting of Garrett’s back.

I thought of Meng Ho, whose favorite star was Kevin Garnett.

Think of Xu Ching’s words and watch out for Mon-ho.

My heart is full of cuckoo.

I opened up QQ, and the alumni were withdrawn.

What’s going on in my heart? I’m sorry.

Meng-ho is still awake: “Yeah, I’m afraid you’ll be upset when you see it.” I’m sorry.

And We tightened our fingers and eased them for a long time: “Shall you not return? Can I have the name of the one who has sent the rumors?” I was so sad during the day, I forgot to add him, and I checked his QQ number for any registered tweets that could be found. I’m sorry.

Meng Ho didn’t send the QQ in ten minutes.

Just, like I remember, this time, no results.

Apparently, this number belongs to Meng Ho.

In 10 minutes, he shuts down the “addition through the Q Q” in the permission of his Twitter friend, and that’s the painting image of Garret.

In other words, it’s him who says he’s been drained.

In the dark of the night, we watched Meng-ho’s tweets, and twitched.

I’m leaving for Yunnan in seven hours.

Hsui Ching is obviously in danger.

But I’m well aware that the clues are minimal.

If the police were to be called at this time, it would not only alarm the police, but also waste the police force.

If I go with Meng Ho, I might get a new clue.

I decided to take a risk.

I pray from the bottom of my heart, “Shu Ching, please don’t do anything.

And so it continued, and the sky began to shine.

At 7:00 a.m., Meng Ho arrived, four hours before departure.

Zheng Lin, you’re ready. There’s a lot of traffic in Beijing. Let’s go a few hours early. I’m sorry.

I looked at his familiar face, and there was a fear in my heart.

Four years together, maybe a demon.

I can only pretend to laugh: “Well, I’ll call my mother and explain. I’m sorry.

I went to the balcony, dialed my mother’s number, and Mun-ho followed me, and he started to guard me.

Six.

“Mom, I’m going on a trip to Yunnan with Mon-ho. Don’t worry, come and help me feed the fish, and I’ll write it down on the table.” I’m sorry.

Hang up the phone, and I laugh at Mon-ho: “Why are you with me every day? I’m sorry.

Meng-ho smiled at me and said, “What? Then what? I’m gonna be tired of you for the rest of my life. I’m sorry.

I said, “Well, for the rest of my life.” I’m thirsty.

My pretext is that Meng-ho’s heart is very uncertain, that he is so vigilant, that he may be prepared and that if I touch the red line, I may be threatened.

I have to find a way to deliver the message.

In the middle of Meng Ho’s juice, I went to the bathroom and texted my mother: Mom, after I went to Yunnan, I’ll report you three times a day, morning, middle and night, and if you don’t call the police, please call the police.

After three seconds, my mom called.

But before I answered, I heard Meng-ho from the outside saying, “What’s going on? Oh, it’s okay. She had a nightmare. I called her out.

“Hmm! I’m sorry.

I’m holding the table and sweating.

After going out, Meng-ho smiled and looked at me: “Your mother said you sent a message to the police or something, Zheng Lin what happened to you?” What are you worried about?”

And I saw clearly that he had a creepy smile, and that smile was instantaneous.

I know I must be pale at this time, but I can’t panic, and I look him in the eye and cry, and I run to him, and I hold him, and I hold him: “Mung-ho, I dreamt that she was dead, I dreamt that I was dead, I dreamt that I was dead…”

Mun-ho touched my hair and comforted me over and over and over again: “Be good and fear not, I will protect you.” I’m sorry.

I choked, I looked at the lemon juice on the table, I held my hand tight, and there was a cotton sticker from the bathroom.

I’m gonna use it to leave a message to my mom.

The real danger is coming.

Deep in my heart, I also wandered, and I should not follow Meng-ho, and now I can’t help but come out of my tears on the pretext that it’s the safest place to leave.

She’s my best friend in the world and I have to fight her once.

Make up my mind. I asked Mun-ho why my mom called me and he’d answer.

He said, “You don’t remember, you were drunk that day, you had to use my iPhone on your iPhone’s ID to synchronize our address book, and I didn’t go back, so your mother called, and I’ll show you that I picked it up.” I’m sorry.

I covered my lips, and I didn’t speak.

He knows I’m not going to see the iPhone authorization, so he’s been planning to get me info.

I followed his words: “When did I get drunk, do I not remember?” I’m sorry.

Meng-ho took a moment of shock and I took his place: “No, I don’t remember, but now I have my ID. I’m sorry.

Meng Ho didn’t say no.

Drinking the lemonade gap, I wrote to my mother about the fish, and then secretly left a message on the back with a cotton-marked lemon juice, as long as she could see the text as soon as she approached the heat source.

Meng-ho did look at the note again, “It smells like lemon.” I’m sorry.

I grabbed the note, “Because I spilled lemonade. Look, look, look, look at the fish, see? I’m sorry.

I swayed the note from Meng Ho’s eyes and put it back on the table.

Meng-ho is the only one who has no interest in me.

When I left the house and got out of the garage, I purposely gave Meng-ho’s suitcase to hold it, then I flew all the way to the security booth and told the security guard: “If my mother comes to feed the fish, remind her that my fish likes to play games, the games I played with her when I was little, the fish likes to play…”

The guard smiled and noded.

Before you got in the car, Meng-ho said, “What did you say to your uncle?

He smiles so bright, but I’m cold.

He’s careful as he can be.

I looked right next to him, and his watch was down there, and there was something about it, and I pretended to take a picture of his watch, and then I searched it, and it showed a foreign brand of a recording camera.

Mon-ho left this watch at my house until the message was sent.

I can’t believe what happens if I call the police!

I was so scared, I kept breathing, I took a few more photos.

I told myself, don’t be afraid, Zheng Lin, you dropped your ID and browsed Meng Ho can’t see.

But I didn’t realize that the centimetres were still missing, and soon after I got on the plane, I was unconscious.

And I heard a saying, “You know what? That security guard is my uncle. I’m sorry.

Wake up.

Meng-ho’s voice was in his ear: “Hey, Zheng Lin, we’re in South Umbrella. This is Xu Qing’s hometown. I just called my uncle. He said that he had seen Xu Qing go there and go there if he wanted to know the details. I’m sorry.

In Burma, a strange and dangerous place for me.

“Call my mother to peace.” I’m sorry.

Mengho said, “I’ve just had a video with my aunt. I’m sorry.

I pretended to be calm, nod my head.

In sight, Meng-ho has my cell phone and his mouth is full of laughs.

I understand that from this moment I fell into a cage.

It’s the only thing I can do.

I asked Mengho, “Do we have a south umbrella in our trip tickets?” I’m sorry.

Meng-ho touched my hair: “No, but you’re looking for Xu Ching.” I brought you here. Maybe soon, you’ll be together. I’m sorry.

He smiled more and more.

I tried to stay calm, “Well, give me my phone, and I’ll pay for the hotel, and I’ll pay for my treasures and I’ll clean up.”

Meng-ho refused: “You look like you’re in such bad shape, and I’ll take your cell phone. I’m sorry.

Eleven.

Meng-ho cut off all contacts between me and the outside world.

Even at our hotel, I can’t borrow my cell phone or charger.

I speculate from the bottom of my heart that this hotel may be one of Meng-ho’s strongholds and that, while I do not know what kind of illegal activities Meng-ho is engaged in, it must be of great strength to infiltrate our highest school.

He was with me for four years.

When I think about it, I’m fighting my teeth.

Late at night, I couldn’t sleep in bed.

Because I was afraid, I was breathing very hard.

And I pray again in my heart and in my heart, Qianqing, and pray to you that peace be upon you and do not fail in what I have come to you.

I’ve never fought for anyone in my life, and I want to fight for you, my sister, please!

There’s a glass of water on the table and I can’t drink it either.

At 2:00 a.m., it was ringing outside, and I was listening.

The door locks of a simple hotel sound “creaking” and a cursing, “Fuck, Mun-ho, why is the door so difficult to open?” You fight!”

My body starts to tremble, I get up fast and hold the headlights tight, and if they come close, I’ll smash them.

“Break, squeak…”

“Hum, hum…”

The door was opened under a very fast twist, and I saw Meng Ho’s face and another man.

Men’s eyes shine.

My heart beats faster, like I’m gonna jump out and I can barely breathe.

“Mong-ho, who is this man? I had nightmares again. I wanted to call my mom. I was scared.

Meng-ho came to me: “This is the hotel owner, our room is locked and he’s fixing it. There’s a bad signal. There’s no way to call. Jung-Lin, you’re sick and you need rest…”

He held me and comforted me with care.

And I, I don’t believe at all.

I was shaking my teeth and I said, “Did you bring my phone?” I want to see pictures of my mom. I’m sorry.

Mengho shakes his head: No, baby, the phone is outside. I’m sorry.

I grabbed Meng-ho’s clothes, sweated behind my neck, and my eyes were on the apple phone that men had.

Men seem impatient: “Moon-ho, don’t talk to her, she doesn’t drink water … How can this be transported? It’s gonna be 48 hours. What if her family calls the police? I’m sorry.

That’s when I took a man’s phone and yelled, “Siri, call the police…”

The man was pissed off by me, he grabbed me, he pulled my hair, and he hung up with his eyes and eyes.

He stepped on me with his shoes and scolded me, “I’ll fuck you, you little bitch!”

I’m too weak to get up.

He kicked me in the stomach with one foot.

My whole back is sweaty and my mouth is mumbling: “Siri Siri call the police…”

Menghuula said, “Don’t kick her, she’s needed at the top of the hierarchy, and this kind of high-level intellectual is the killer at the top of the chain of interests. I’m sorry.

Meng Ho had already taken off his disguise.

His eyes were cold and he looked at me like a dog.

I looked him in the eye and I said nothing.

Meng-ho laughed: “You found out, didn’t you? Jung Lin, I should have known that you were the smartest student in our class. Yes, I’m the one who sent you the message in the virtual number, and I’m the one who spread the rumours in the crowd, and there’s a secret that I want to tell you…” “Don’t believe Xu Ching! I’m sorry.

I’m talking about my lips, and my whole brain is confused.

Don’t believe Xu Ching. What do you mean?

I wanted to wake myself up, but the man grabbed my jaw and poured that glass of water I didn’t drink into my mouth.

Soon, I lost consciousness again.

Wake up, your ears are buzzing.

And I opened my eyes blindly, and were surrounded by thin grapefruit, and I was lying on earth.

I saw the most memorable scene of my life.

These are two large shredders that are operating, with a dozen girls standing next to them, who look young, but they look thin, and some are thin and almost unstable.

On both sides of the breaker, a few big men are scolding.

I kept my eyes open and I kept my eyes on the girls walking.

The girl went to the crusher and two men took off her clothes and threw her into the grinder.

Hiss, Hiss… is the sound of a tape moving.

My head is dead. I feel like I can’t see. I can’t sound.

In the air, blood splattered, as if on my face.

I touched my face, and it was blood, and my heart was in a state of panic and chaos, and I climbed up and ran, screaming, “Are you Chinese? I’m going crazy.

My head is going to explode.

I can’t stand it.

I want to blind myself.

It’s not true. It’s not true.

No, no, no.

Someone pulled me down and put me on the floor, and I threw up.

And I breathed and cried, and I saw another girl thrown into it, and her upside-down feet faded into my sight.

Hissing, Hissing…

Blood was splattered, and blood and flesh was sifted into one large barrel.

I just keep vomiting, almost spitting out the gall.

I can’t cry anymore I’m holding my head and I’m going down on the ground.

I told myself what I saw was fake.

Fake…

They don’t exist…

But the noises kept swirling in my ears, and I couldn’t help it.

And suddenly I saw a familiar figure, Quqing, standing at the end of the line.

Her hair was dry, her cheeks fell and she was wearing a yellow dress.

I gave it to her before she went home.

I told her yellow was a bright color and girls should try different colors.

I also told her that her life would be as bright as that.

I’m so happy I finally see my girl!

I’d like to call her, and I’m going to say the word “sing” from my dry throat, but it’s silent.

I watched her step by step.

I wanted to save her…

But I can’t move, my leg. Why can’t I move?

Why can’t I say her name?

Why?

My tears slid so fast, my throat roared so thick that I wanted to reach out and touch her.

But I can’t…

They don’t listen.

I had to grab the ground and make noise from my mouth.

My girl noticed me, and her empty eyes slowly raised a little light, and she had a broken lips, “Jong Lin…”

She wanted to run to me.

They grabbed her arm and turned behind her.

And We hate the rise and the fall of our breasts, and know not where the strength has come from, and have broken free of the shackles.

When I was running towards Xu Ching, I was kicked up in the back and I fell down.

I opened my hand and stretched in the direction of the clear, and the tears slipped to the corner of my mouth.

Someone grabbed my hair, and another stopped: “Don’t hurt her. This woman has a great forensic ability, a master of medicine. She’s to be left by name, joined the organization, examined the girls’ organs, sewed them…”

What organs, what stitches?

I’m luminous towards the remaining few girls.

At that point, the guards on both sides of the breaker took off their clothes and picked her up, ready to go to the breaker, and I put my head down and my lips were torn apart, but I couldn’t say, “Well…”

The man who pulled my hair dragged me even harder: “The woman is your friend, if you agree to join us, I will release her immediately!” I’m sorry.

Let her go. What do you mean?

What organization?

I turned around and looked at the man who grabbed me, and he smiled, “The girls from the big city don’t know the dangers, right?

He slaps me in the face, “Are you scared? Look, the girl on the left, we dug her kidneys, and then the surgery didn’t work. She had a bad immune system and had a red hyena. If we get infected, it won’t work for us. What if the police find her body? So, we’re gonna have to feed these girls to the dogs.

I bit my teeth so hard I didn’t make myself cry.

Over there, the two men holding Xu Ying began to put their heads in the crusher, and I couldn’t take it any longer, and I didn’t want me to find her but to end up like this.

Finally, I shouted, “Stop, stop, stop.”

I yelled at the air like I was mad, and it was dumb all over my voice.

The men behind him did not know what instructions they had made, but they dropped Xu Jing down and twitched naked on the ground.

In my tears, I find a problem. Why is it that the sun is yellow and not thin?

In the ear, Mon-ho’s “Don’t believe in Xu Ching” echoes again.

I’m out of my mind.

Do you know how that feels?

When you’re determined to do something, you find it more than you know, and you’ve never even seen it.

That sense of helplessness spreads all over the limbs.

And I put my hand in my heart, and I said to myself, “Calm down, Zheng Lin, and there will be no death in this state. Are you afraid of death?”

No, you’re not!

You don’t have to be afraid!

But I’m still shaking when I see these big buckets of flesh and blood with foam.

I have absolutely no control over fear.

The guy who shot me in the face held me on the shoulder: “How about we take our kidneys, cut our hearts, and collect blood plasma, and let your friend go?” I’m sorry.

How could I look at the flesh on his face so easily?

He’s an animal.

He doesn’t deserve to be human.

I look at these girls, who look like a vegetable, and I cut my heart like a knife, one of them, which was a beautiful body, which was destroyed to death, and then I’m going to die in another country.

My hands were shaking, even though I tried so hard to calm myself: “If I could help you let these girls go?” I’m sorry.

And he looked at me like he heard a joke and said, “Why are you so naive? Of course not. See, this is what I’ve arranged for these girls. First, let them pick up their clients and get sexually transmitted diseases, and then cut their organs for sale. They’re all poor girls, not in so many places…”

He smiled very happy and ordered people on both sides of the crusher in a language I couldn’t understand.

In the next minute, the remaining girls were put in, except for Xu Ching.

I stood in place and watched the flesh spilling out of the barrel, shaking, and even the stinging of the belt was not heard.

Finally, I left with the group.

A few other girls left together, and I did not notice them behind.

They look pale.

One of the girls, who was in shock as a result of psychosis, had a continuous tremor of her body, had a large part of her dress wet, had her eyes turned upside down, had convulsions on her limbs and had a clearly epilepsy.

The group of people looked up and laughed, “Fuck you, you scared the shit out of you, these girls are gonna die, next time a couple of guys come over…”

When the person who shot me came up, he lifted up a girl’s dress: “Ha ha ha, it’s piss, it’s medical, it’s an autopsy. I’m sorry.

I endured the discomfort: “She has an epilepsy, she needs help, let me…”

And before I finished, I was pulled by the Qing who shook my head.

I didn’t say anything.

The next minute, a few shovels were taken from the car, dug a pit on the side, dug a depth of about one person, threw the girl directly into the car and then filled the soil.

Girls are like a broken doll.

Gradually, the earth did not pass her waist, her neck, her eyes, her head.

She didn’t scream at all, but the fear in my eyes was like a thorn.

I bit my lower lip, I didn’t say anything until it was full of blood.

At this point, I have only one thought in mind. I must avenge these girls. I must let the beast die, no matter what the cost!

“You’re not going to worry me like her?” If you run, we’ll tie you up and bury you alive! I’m sorry.

I heard the neck hairs up, and I tried to hold my breath and not to shake myself.

After his ears, he said, “Nan, the police have taken care of it and can take the group to work in the main camp. I’m sorry.

This is, Meng Ho’s voice.

My heart’s hate almost stings my eyes.

But I know that I have to endure the tragedy that I have seen so far.

It’s over!

Meng-ho came to me and said to the man who pulled me, “Nan, I’ve left my phone at the head of South Umbrella, you make a call to see if there’s anyone who can pick it up and bring it back.”

He looked at me and said, “This little girl was very alert, and he knocked my phone off, and he was looking for her, and he didn’t notice.” I’m sorry.

He put a sweat on the edge of his white shirt and thus exposed his abdomen, which were already sweaty, with a small opening and red flesh.

The man named Nan took a look at it: “Where did he get hurt? I’m sorry.

Meng-ho’s finger wiped the edge of the wound and his face was flat: Yunnan entered Burma and was surrounded by a ground snake…

Nan started dialling his cell phone.

Meng-ho opens his lips and says, “Big brother, you’ve got to change your virtual number. I’m sorry.

Virtual number, 748?

My heart snapped.

Send me a message that Xu Ching is dying, and tell me to keep an eye on Meng Ho’s virtual number, exactly 748.

In South Umbrella, Meng-ho said he had sent a message.

This Nan guy has a cell phone.

If it wasn’t a coincidence, it was Meng Ho who lied to me in South Umbrella.

Finally, Meng Ho’s cell phone was not reached.

A group of us were loaded into a cape truck.

Sitting in a seat, I kept looking at Mon-ho and trying to find a lace in his face, unfortunately, nothing.

He kept holding my hand and leaning on my shoulder: “I’m sorry Zheng Lin…”

I shook my head and comforted her: “You’re my friend, my best friend… it’s okay…”

In the middle, we switched three waves.

When I was in the fourth wave, the man who made me drink in South Umbrella.

He had a watch on his hand. Meng-ho was found in a taxi.

When he came up, he filmed Meng-ho: “You left it at the front desk of the hotel when you paid for it on your watch. It’s not like you. I’m sorry.

The man looked at me, and laughed.

For a moment, my head was like something came in and my back was cold, but my heart was so clear.

I closed my eyes to remember what happened that day.

In the hotel room, Meng Ho came in without a watch on his hand, and if it was used to monitor me, he must have avoided surveillance and wiretapping.

The most important sentence he said was, “Be careful.”

He left his watch on purpose.

I was told the virtual number was Nan’s.

Why?

We opened our eyes and looked at Mon-ho, and his pupils were black and white, and there was no clearer.

I keep guessing about why.

All the ideas were guessed, and there was only one possibility … To think of that possibility, my heart began to tremble and tears came out.

And We smote our lips so that We would not shed tears again.

Nan smiled and grabbed my cheek: “What? I saw my boyfriend cry. You know, Koko’s a pain in the ass, so we had a high-ranking man who said he was gonna kidnap you to blackmail your family. Later, we recruited medical talent, and Hoko said you’re smart and a medical student, so that we can blackmail, then exploit, then sell our organs? Ha-ha-ha-ha.”

I looked at Nan in a state of indifference and calmly: “Then you people know me well.” I’m sorry.

He paused and immediately reacted: “Not to know you, but to know a lot of rich people. The security guards in your neighborhood are ours, and many of ours are rented in your right-hand neighborhood.” I’m sorry.

His lips are opening up and coming to me slowly: “If you hadn’t been brought to Burma by Koko, we would have kidnapped you and killed you, and we’d have found a lot of dead men and terminal cancer patients to do these things. Hey, now, you want to live a few more years? I’m sorry.

And I looked at him with his grotesque eyes, and I slammed him in the face, and I drove him away. I’m sorry.

Deep inside, there’s only one question: is this high-ranking position a woman? Is it not… ..I turned my head and looked around and her face was full of fear?

I hold her hand tight and I shout.

I have to understand.

There was another wave of cars, which allowed us to walk across a thick forest, with a river behind it, across it, through the shades, and several large buildings.

I looked around the floor, about eight floors low, but with a wide area surrounded by Myanmar armed forces, who were armed and patrolling around.

The fear that I had been pressuring was rising again.

Living within the country, calm and calm, but Myanmar itself is volatile, and the competition between forces and occasional anti-China opposition is disturbing.

But I need one thing now — the identity of Monko.

He’s tall, nearly a metre, and even on the edge of the crowd, he looks like a chicken.

I looked at his neck, and he had a short hair, and I ran over it, and I yelled, “It’s all you, you, you caused me, Meng-ho.”

Some are pulling me, others are scolding me, but I hold Meng-ho, and I bite his ear in disguise.

And he whispered in his ear, “Are you undercover?” I’m sorry.

I heard him say three words: “Sinzhou speaking…”

My hand lost its strength in an instant…

About a year ago, I saw a news story that “Drug Police can’t reveal their real names.”

After the death of his father, his 18-year-old son inherited his clothes and died in the service of his family.

When I cried, Meng-ho held me in his arms and slapped me in the back: “My dear Zheng Lin, I tell you, I’m an undercover, really called Shenzhou’s words…”

I grabbed his clothes and whispered, “Well, if you had an accident, I’d change my boyfriend. I’m sorry.

Listen, Meng Ho’s eyes are red.

The handsome face, with a sturdy frame, shows a loss, but he still has his lips on his lips: “Absolutely, but let me see if he can take care of Zheng Lin.” I’m sorry.

And We were angry with him: ‘Dream, you cannot change unless you die.’ I’m sorry.

Mengho came to me with a big hand over my back and he couldn’t breathe.

At that time, I thought he was joking, and I didn’t think it was a hint.

And I cried with my throat and my chest vibrating.

Crying. Crying.

I’m afraid. I’m afraid I’m afraid I’m going to say something.

Meng-ho’s lips were opened and he laughed: “Look, I’ll say this girl is a bad girl.

“Mong-ho, this is your girl, get in there and fuck her so she knows what a man is and can’t piss off! I’m sorry.

Meng Ho’s evil lips, unprovoked, dragged me to a house next to the guard post, and Xu Jing tried to pull me, and Meng Ho blocked me.

In order to make the status quo more real, I fell and crawled on several occasions and was dragged forward by Meng-ho.

As soon as he went in, he closed the door, and said, “Wait a minute, just scream, okay? I’m sorry.

He put me softly on the bedboard, and sweated with sharp drops of the jaw in my heart.

I bit my lips and pulled out his belt, “Take this.”

Meng-ho’s hands are shivering: Zheng Lin? I’m sorry.

I nodded firmly: “The organ-trading man cannot be gentle, but when he is tender, he is fatal… They will doubt you. The reason I just provoked you was to get close to you, and you should have noticed that I wanted to ask you a question.”

At this point, there’s a noise out there: “Mung Ho, let’s hear the girl’s voice, isn’t it hard enough for you?” I’m sorry.

“Mung Ho, use your strength! I’m sorry.

I grabbed Meng-ho’s belt so hard, “Strike!” I’m sorry.

The thick belt hit me in the face, my cheek swollen slightly and swollen quickly, and I accompanied by screaming and crying.

In the middle, I whispered to Mon-ho, “Did you find anything on the top of your head while you were here? Do they have a high-ranking woman? Was Hsu Chiung from this high-ranking woman, or from Division? I’m sorry.

Mengho shakes her head: “She should not be at the top, but she tried to work for the organization, and it was dangerous. I’m sorry.

Hsui Ching wants to work for Division?

I wrinkled, “Now what?” I’m sorry.

Meng-ho lamented: “It’s time for her not to work, but her desire to work has been on the rise, so I remind you not to believe her… As for your guess, remember when the crowd told me that Xu Ching was dead, I went down to buy you something to eat? It took me so long because I was notified by the Myanmar side of a high-ranking official… She directs the whole North China… do you know who that woman is?

I shake my head.

Meng-ho’s eyes were hesitating, and later he said, “It’s your mother.” I’m sorry.

My mother?

The woman with no rooster in her hand, for me?

She’s in the top of organ trafficking?

How is that possible?

My head is buzzing.

Look at Meng Ho and make no noise.

Meng-ho touched my face: Zheng Lin she was watching you, and she built your neighborhood. That day, you sent her a message in the bathroom, and she called to make sure you had any doubts about my plan. If there’s any doubt, you’ll die, and I’ll take it for you. I’ll take it from her. I’m sorry.

Suddenly, I understood.

Meng Ho was protecting me, so linked me to iPhone’s ID to avoid my mother’s doubts.

Nan said there was a high-ranking official who tried to kidnap me and blackmail my family.

She and my dad were second-rate, and she knew my world best.

But it’s beyond my understanding.

For example, when she was with me, why was she the top of the organ trafficking group?

For a while, I couldn’t figure it out.

I was shocked to think of the information I left with lemonade: “I left a hidden message in the fish farming instructions. I’m sorry.

Mun-ho kissed me in the face: “The security guard in your neighborhood is my uncle.” He’s a double agent who’s profiting from that. That’s what he’ll clean up. I told you when I got on the plane that his identity was just for surveillance. I’m sorry.

By the way, the door was kicked.

The clear shadow appeared in sight, and she said to us, “They said you were silent and asked me to come and see.”

Behind her, Nan smiled, “Moon-ho, you can’t do this, you’re quiet, you don’t know what you’re talking about! I’m sorry.

Meng-ho rises and wears a belt: “Nan, the girls are like this. I’m sorry.

He pushed me forward, and he said, “Back to you next time!” I’m sorry.

I was brought into the building by a local Myanmarer in a kimono.

There are many air-conditioning hosts outside the building, and windows on each floor are covered by curtains and cannot be seen at all.

There are lightning rods in the west corner of the building and some fall in the wall, which looks like a thunderstorm.

Get into the building, me and Xu Jin are divided in two directions.

Xu Ching suddenly grabbed my hand: Zheng Lin, I want to be with you Zheng Lin, I am afraid Zheng Lin

“Can she be with me?” I’ll work for you. I’m sorry.

Nan smiled and suddenly became serious, and he slapped me and knocked me straight to the ground: “Here, there is no value to the living, there is value to the organs … Don’t ask if you want to be cut for a while. I’m sorry.

I’m holding on to the pain.

In the light, Hsui Ching’s face was filled with a flashing smile.

There’s an idea in my heart that Xu Ching has been working for the organization, and she lied to Mon-ho.

My heart was hit over and over again.

A friend who wants to find is probably a bad person.

Being with my mother could be a devil.

Why?

Huh!

In a few days, it’s over!

My heart keeps stinging.

I was on the ground for a long time.

Nan kicked me in the foot: “Get up here and be weak and die.” I’m sorry.

Qiu Qian, “Don’t be mad, she didn’t mean it, she didn’t mean it…”

She shakes her head, her lips wrangle, and her eyes sparkle with fear, contrary to the woman who was laughing.

I’m confused. Why would Hsui-hyun switch between two emotions?

Then Nan suddenly changed his mind: “Come on, you’re Hoko’s woman, he’s the one who proposed that we threaten you with the Qianqian, you two can live together, save the trouble!” I’m sorry.

Trouble? I cannot understand that word.

But Nan didn’t say much.

In the end, Xu and I were taken to the lower floor of the basement, a “cage” with only one window.

On the other side, close to the other medical students I brought with me.

In the middle of the night, there was a horrible sound of hissing.

Hsui Ching was scared. I was pacifying her all night.

She was in my arms like a scared bird, and I touched her hair over and over, and at this moment I was hoping that I was wrong, that Xuqing was just scared and she was okay.

But, the next day, in the middle of the confusion, I saw Xu’s hands strangling me and I blinked and she shrunk back with her hand.

When I woke up completely, she returned to the frightful state of yesterday.

I looked her in the eye.

Look, look, eyes are suddenly sour.

How long has it been since I saw her? It’s been over a year and almost two years.

I bowed my head and laughed, and when I looked up, my tears fell, and I tried so hard to keep them from getting too violent, but they couldn’t help it.

I’m starting to choke, and I’m holding Xu Liang.

“You know, I value friendship and I find you so hard, don’t disappoint me, okay? Xu Ching, please… really please don’t make me despair I’m really scared But I…”

I don’t know what to say. She’s my best friend. I’m the one who left too much to find, but she’s unidentified.

And We snorted and fainted.

I can’t cry long, Nan doesn’t like cowards.

He needs an emotional machine.

When he came in, I just sorted out the mood, and he smiled, and he said, “Hey, are you ready? The little girl’s had surgery. Come on, come with me. I’m sorry.

He took me to a third-class clean-up room next door, about 30 square metres, with an electrocardiogram, blood flow, and a central oxygen supply.

“What about the patient?” I’m sorry.

Nan looked back.

I followed his eyes and Meng-ho was lying on an operating bed, pushed in by two big men.

His abdomen were red and even covered in white shirts.

His forehead is cold and sweaty.

And his lips are pale.

Nan looked down and said in my ear, “… yesterday the doctors were busy, Meng-ho took anti-inflammation pills, and the wounds were worse. If you join our organization and work for it, you have to have the guts to find someone who can help you with your guts. I’m sorry.

I didn’t return him. I asked, “What about the anesthesia?” I’m sorry.

He said, “Why are you so drunk? You don’t need anesthesia for this little operation, and Hoko can survive it.” I’m sorry.

I croak, I don’t talk.

Why did he lead the girls to base camp because he was extremely keen to observe and judge?

He suspects Meng Ho and warns that if I hook up with Meng Ho, I will die.

I looked him in the eye, and the bottom wave was pouring, and I wanted to kill him.

I lifted Meng-ho’s shirt and my abdominal blood was fuzzy.

The wounds, which were clearly man-made, had been broken with their fingers, and should have been inflicted by members of Nan.

And We contain the hate from the heart, and dealt with him with it with calmness, and suture.

Meng Ho’s pain was cold and smooth, but he never spoke.

After the stitching, my sterile hands were already covered in his blood.

I looked at Nan: “Is that all right? I’m sorry.

“I don’t know if you’re smart or cool.” But you’ve handled your emotions so quickly and so clean, and she’s right.

Who’s this?

I know.

Nanko is polite, must be superior, and knows me. The combination of the two should be my mother.

I’ve been shaken to the point where I’ve lost my mind for a while.

Nan said I could leave after this little surgery, and tomorrow I’ll start with the British doctor to teach me how to do organ removal.

Walking in the hallway, I’m thinking of Meng-ho.

The sound of footsteps slowly behind me, Nan, came near me and laughed: “Oh, Zheng Lin, someone told us Meng Ho was an undercover police officer. I’m sorry.

I turned around and said, “So you abused him yesterday and opened his wounds? I’m sorry.

“How do you know I did it?” I’m sorry.

I looked at him without moving: “I’ve seen a lot of news before, and the man who worked in the cartel was the most ruthless, and I thought it was a lie until I saw you, the most ruthless I’ve ever met, except for you, and I can’t think of a second. Besides, his wounds were torn to pieces. I’m sorry.

He said, “You’re smart, she’s right. Anyway, it’s a lesson, see? This is the end of anyone who is suspected by the organization, whether he or she is one of his or her own. I’m sorry.

I asked, “Who is she?” You mentioned her several times. I’m sorry.

Nan can’t tell you for now that she’ll be here in a while…

I didn’t ask again, but suddenly there was some suffocation, which was a feeling of hopelessness to break through.

I look at the walls not far off, and the lightning rods.

In order to stay away from surveillance, there is some remoteness, along with many thunderstorms in the summer, which can easily draw thunder, and the broken walls are evidence, so the lightning rod is used above that position.

If the voltage remains unstable, the operating room can’t start.

And We covered our lips, and observed them without a sound.

Nan came up again and said, “What if you want us to find out if Mun Ho’s undercover, and if you can’t, we’ll kill him? I’m sorry.

As if I had anticipated the end of Meng Ho.

There can be no treachery in this place of sin.

He’s a purified white deep.

Either he is dragged into the abyss, or he is cast out.

I swallowed up my mouth and looked at Nan, and my lips wrinkled, and finally I couldn’t say a word.

Nan said, “Oh, I can’t remember. I’ll take you somewhere. I’m sorry.

As soon as his words were completed, there were sporadic footsteps.

I slowly turned back, and the girls I came with were all eccentric, some with blood on their hands and not yet washed.

Apparently, they, like me, had just been forced to practice courage with some living person.

The girl in the front is particularly afraid, even if she wears thick glasses, and can see the eyelids that keep moving in fear.

Her hands were squeaky and she couldn’t fit in her pockets several times.

I just wanted to remind you that Nan is gone.

He said nothing, opened the window, picked up the girl and threw her out of the window.

“Pop…”

Do you know the sound of a water-filled balloon bursting on a concrete floor?

That’s a thousand times more heavy than it is.

I walked to the window.

The girl was lying on the ground next to something that was bloody, and she kept convulsing and twisted her whole face.

A large amount of blood spilled out of her mouth and she choked and her eyes were soared that the whole person was gone.

“Aah…”

The other women screamed in the crowd.

Nan was just about to walk over and I grabbed his hand.

My heart sank down like ice: “Will you take me somewhere?” I’m sorry.

Nan looked at me and looked at the girls: “Whoever displays the fear of war will end up like her. Do you know how many girls have fallen? We don’t need people…

The girls got scared together.

Nan looked back and said, “Go,” and I followed him away.

He took me to a place with “Lab” — a lab with a skull.

Some have broken, perhaps broken, perhaps broken…

He asked me, “Do you know whose skulls are? I’m sorry.

I shake my head.

Nan said, “These are undercover policemen who sacrificed their lives to protect the people. If Mun-ho is undercover, then the next show here is him. Now, do you have a plan?”

I looked at the skulls one by one and bowed deep inside.

Until then, I never imagined that the world would have such a bad side.

My heart is so cold.

I went back to Nan in numbness. I’ll test Meng Ho. That’s the way! I’ll make sure he’s not undercover. I’m sorry.

In my heart, I know that recently either Nan died or Meng Ho died.

Or?

Thinking about this possibility, my heart gets heavy again.

Nan is still enjoying his masterpiece.

He took a small black bucket from the side, unplugged the lid, pulled something oily from it, rubbed it on the skull, and waxed it.

I stood behind him, and my heart was already stunned.

If I had a knife in my hand, I wouldn’t hesitate to stab him and dissect him!

Nan wipes and whistles in his mouth.

I looked around, and the lock in this house was an electronic lock, a lock that was completely out of use without knowing which circuit was connected.

And from what I’ve seen, Nan is a superior, narcissistic personality, as can be seen from the lack of a design keyhole in this lock.

After a while, Nan wiped those skulls and took me to the other side.

It’s a three-row box lamp, each of which has a dozen bottles of broken limbs, some hands, some ears, some mouths, some horrors, some life.

At the end of the can there was a seemingly liver-like jar with a vein attached to it, but the liquid in it was somewhat vague and looked like the liver of a pig that had been cut with numerous knives.

I almost threw up.

At the same time, a plan was formed at the heart.

I’m going to kill Nan with “Formalin.”

Nan turned back at that moment, and I almost missed his eyes.

He pointed at these jars and asked me, “Do you know who these are? I’m sorry.

I said, “I don’t know! I’m sorry.

“These are my brothers who were born and died.” Look, that foot was interrupted by your Chinese undercover police in the Philippines, where Manila is the largest underground heart trading market in the world. And that ear, too, was bit by your Chinese undercover police… you Chinese policemen are not afraid to die… with so many shots fired by us and still protecting the people…”

He pointed to me every time I pointed at him, my heart grew a point.

And he said, “Do you now know why we hate the undercover? Once we know his name, we will kill even his offspring and make him extinct.” I’m sorry.

I’m in the bottom of my heart.

One of the voices in my head flashed, but I couldn’t catch it.

And the next second, Nan went to the last glass with a heart in it and groaned, “What’s wrong with this? I’m sorry.

It is well known that there are different levels of FF, different ratios and effects on the activity of the specimen.

I stung my lips, and said, “You have the wrong solution. I can make you a solution that will keep your organs alive so that you can remember what your brother used to be.” I’m sorry.

“Really? I’m sorry.

I nod my head.

He took a breath and said, “Hey, this heart is my best brother Shenzhou.

The sound of my ear, the sound of my ear, began to grow.

Shenzhou?

Isn’t he Mun-ho’s real identity?

Meng Ho’s original name was Shenzhou.

Shen is the best brother of Nam?

I looked at the coronary artery on that heart and felt the headaches.

It’s like there’s a needle in the head slowly.

Ever since I came to this place, countless puzzles have filled my mind.

“If he’s not dead, his daughter should be about as big as that, how old are you?” Did you change your age? I’ve been watching you for a long time, you’re young, you’re experienced, you look nervous at first, but with a clear purpose, you’re much better than that.

He looked at me, and his eyes got weirder and weirder: “I always felt like you were a man…”

“Who am I like? I’m sorry.

Nan’s lips are ripped apart and smiled.

I didn’t answer him either.

He’s using psychological tactics against me.

He must be suspicious of something, but there’s no proof, so he wants me to show off.

After that, Nan opened a locker, which was thick and covered with cycling sutures, and where he slowly looked.

Finally, turn out the file bag.

Open, five big words on it — the Shenzhou Journal.

But he didn’t turn over the cover of the diary, thinking, “Hey, look at our glorious history again tonight. I’m sorry.

As it stands.

Two issues are uncertain.

First, when did Nan suspect Meng Ho?

Second, is this diary fake? But it’s so thick, it can’t be done in a short time.

“Is he not your brother?” Did the police catch him? I’m sorry.

Nan’s face became dim.

That’s not gonna make it any worse.

I didn’t miss this change.

It’s hard to lie about people’s micro-expressions.

There is only one argument.

Meng Ho, is lying to me.

He’s not Shenzhou at all.

So, who is he?

I’ve got a web in my heart, and it’s getting thicker.

After going out, Nan asked me, “Do you really have a way of doing this? I’m sorry.

I swear to God, “Well, I got it. I’m sorry.

Nan smiled, “I think it’s funny that you should be scared to see me torture those girls. Why are you so calm? I’m sorry.

And We turned our backs: “Because I did not turn back.” I’ll stay here. There are only two ways to die or to obey you. If I obey you and become your executioner and take the organs of the girls, even if I be saved, I will be sentenced. So I have only one way to join you. I want to join you! I’m sorry.

This is one of my plans for myself.

It’s just a matter of time.

But, after that, I was in the bottom of my heart.

Like, I said that.

And then Nan came over and said, “Well, well, well, that’s cool. If only you were one of our women. I’m sorry.

Me? A woman?

For a moment I was surrounded by fear.

I promised Nam to identify Meng Ho and to make him a fixed liquid, and he was pleased to let me go.

Go back to the room.

She sat there with her head in her arms, and she looked at me and looked down at me, “Where have you been? I’m sorry.

I’m telling the truth.

She ran and grabbed my collar: “Did you give in?” You gave in to them, didn’t you? Jung-Lin, since you’ve come to save me, why do you submit to them? Jung Lin, you’re not like this…”

I was just about to say something.

She smiled: “Yes, Zheng Lin, you did the right thing, you should yield to them, or you will die, and you should be an accomplice and an accomplice…”

She looked down at her hand, her eyes were thin, and she was crazy.

I realized something was wrong.

She didn’t show up before, and now she looks like she’s having a mental problem.

And I touched her forehead: “Hew, don’t be afraid, I’m here… don’t be afraid I’ll protect you…”

And Xu Qing became gentle from his loonyness, and she leaned in my arms, whispering, “Will you really protect me?” Will you get me out of here?”

I noded, “I’ll get you out of this place, and I’ll take you back to where you grew up. I’m sorry.

This night I’ve been calming down.

Hold her like the first night and talk in her ear about the fun that happened before.

And I said, “Chou Qing, do you remember the first time you came to our dorm with a bag of flowers in your hand? I’m sorry.

“What did you say? I’m sorry.

I said, “I don’t like sweets.” I’m sorry.

Hsui Jin Ha laughs and sleeps slowly on my shoulder.

I also slowly closed my eyes.

The next morning, when I woke up, three people stood at the door.

Meng Ho, Xu Ching, Nan.

Qianqing pointed at me: “Nan, am I right?

I’m staring at Hitch.

She’s breathing a little fast, staring at Nan, not looking at me.

And Meng Ho, his eyes hold me like eagles.

“You want to run?” I’m sorry.

I’m not looking at Nam, I’m still looking at Meng-ho, and he’s giving me a stomp — lying!

I’m still thinking about what Nan said yesterday that Shenzhou is his brother.

So unconsciously frowned.

“You want to run?” I’m sorry.

I smiled: “Do you believe what you say to a madman? Brother Nam, I’m guessing she’s mentally ill. I’m sorry.

I can only use my guess against Nan’s doubts.

If the truth is as I guess, Nam can’t be unaware of Xu Ching’s situation.

But now that it’s clear, why do you question me with the words “I don’t know if it’s true or not”?

I didn’t think, “How do I know you really want to run, I want to use a polygraph?” I’m sorry.

I can’t hide!

Because, in my heart, I wanted to kill Nan.

This time, I didn’t return him.

“I believe in instruments more than people.” I’m sorry.

And I grabbed him, “What about the two things that I promised you yesterday?” I’m sorry.

Nan took away my hand: “When you pass the polygraph, I will believe you, Mon-ho. Look at her!” I’m sorry.

The moment his figure disappeared in the room.

I finally realized how careful he was.

I have red eyes, a shirt that grabs Xu Qing: “Are you working for trafficking? Hsi-chan, why did you tell Nan? Why? I whispered to her and slapped her so hard, “That’s what you did to me when I came so far to save you? I’m sorry.

Xu Ching looks scared.

She looks at me and laughs at the ground and laughs at the ceiling.

Suddenly, she held me in her arms: “Don’t kill me, please I will listen, I will obey, don’t kill me I didn’t mean to do it… Zheng Lin, let’s work for the organization together.

I sucked my nose and she grabbed her clothes: “Tell me, are you crazy or are you pretending to be crazy?” I’m sorry.

Then Xu Jing pushed me away, saying, “No, they will still kill me, and you are one of them. Zheng Lin, you are the bad guy.” I’m sorry.

“You’re the bad guy’s daughter, you’re like the bad guy, you’re like…”

She’s so confused, she can’t find any useful clues.

I turned around and asked Meng-ho, “You didn’t realize she was crazy. I’m sorry.

Mengho responded with a slight response: “She became like this after you came.” I’m sorry.

I’m more confused.

Did I stimulate Xu Ching?

Why am I so excited about Xu Ching?

I don’t understand.

I was crouching on the floor with my hands on my forehead and suddenly I felt tired.

Meng-ho sits next to me: “You’re too close to Nan and your intentions are too clear, and he’ll doubt you, Jung-Lin. Do you know what he’s going to do? I’m sorry.

I thought about it and assumed that he might do two things.

First, he wanted to make sure that I was determined to join the organization, so he tested me for a polygraph.

Second, he wanted to test me for lying about Mun Ho’s undercover.

Mengho looked at me silently: “I received information from the source that Nan is aware of my undercover identity and that the evidence is conclusive. I’m sorry.

Evidence?

I was surprised to see Meng Ho.

Meng-ho understood and laughed: “Jong-Lin, Nan is testing your loyalty, and once you answer that I’m not undercover, you’re dead. I’m sorry.

“Mung Ho, who the hell is Shenzhou?” I’m sorry.

“Do you not know what she said?” You know him well, didn’t you? Hey, hey, I read about it in the Shenzhou Journal.

Her words are light, like floating in the sky.

I’m all sweaty.

Did you see me in the Shenzhou Journal?

Didn’t I come to base camp for the first time?

My hands are shaking, my heart is shaking.

Meng-ho held me in his arms: “Shen-Chou is the first police undercover in Manila, Philippines, where he died six years ago, and where he was not found. At that time, Nan was at the top, and later the police decided to allow other undercover agents to carry out the unfinished tasks of Shenzhou. I’m sorry.

So now, the Shenzhou Word is an operational code?

Meng Ho nods.

He grabbed my hand, “Did you not find it?” Nan won’t hide me from you. That’s the clearest sign I’ll die sooner or later. He doesn’t care. I’m sorry.

I shake my head and my tears fall down.

Looking at his clear eyes, I put my hand on his wide shoulder, and I couldn’t stand it: “Why bring me here now that you’re dead? Just ’cause I’m at home too? But you brought me here. Why are you sure I’ll live, Mun-ho?”

Meng-ho’s eyes flashed a little hesitation.

“Do you have any other reason why you brought me here?” And what does Xu Ching mean by saying I killed Shenzhou? I’m sorry.

Meng Ho took a breath, looked at me and looked at Xu Liang.

Finally, explain: “I don’t know what it says, when she missed Nango’s collection. I’m sorry.

That word, it’s full of holes.

No matter how strict Nan is.

The Shenzhou Journal is the most cherished of Nan, and it is difficult to hide so private that it is necessary to bypass the impregnated Formalin specimens, with alarms around them.

They lied to me!

They’re watching me!

They don’t trust me!

I squeezed my fingers and took a deep breath: “So only Hsui Chien knows the truth, do you not know? I’m sorry.

Meng Ho nods.

The corner, a strange smile.

I’m not asking any more questions.

After all, Meng-ho says Hsui-hyung has gone crazy since I came here.

Even though I have a headache, I need a little time.

Now, the most important thing is Nan.

I need to fix him.

Then go and see what the Shenzhou Journal wrote about me in his locker.

Meng-ho asked me what my plan was.

I told him, “I observed when I went to base camp, there were thunderbolt marks on the side of the east wall air conditioner, and it was followed by a flash rod. If I could put a small piece of metal on the outer shelf, pull the lightning to the air conditioner, then the line would burn.”

Meng-ho’s eyes flashed a little light and smiled: “I thought I’d let the voltage slide, but the pressurizers here were too frequent to be found soon. Jung Lin, you’re smarter than me. I’m sorry.

I went back to him and said, “You’re smart enough to know what you and Hsui-Chong want to do, and I’m in a state of confusion, and I’m going to do it after Nan’s polygraph. Mun-ho, do you know what circuits in Nan’s collection are connected to? I’m sorry.

Mengho looks at me: “The entire right-hand circuit is a line, including the operating room, the side of the air conditioner and a thunderstorm next week. I’m sorry.

I nod my head: “But I’m going to pass the polygraph first, and if it’s on my own, I can’t do it. I need a sedative. I’m sorry.

After that, I looked at it again, “Can you watch her well?” I’m afraid she’s going to write again. I’m sorry.

Mengho said, “Well,” “I can’t stand it.” I can finally see him. I’m sorry.

“See him, see who?”

I frowned and asked Mon-ho to hold me.

He’s shaking. I can feel his hot tears falling on my neck.

My hands got stiffed, and finally, I held him back.

With Meng Ho’s help, I got the sedative.

The lie test day.

Nan asked me two questions.

When he sat down, he asked me, “Are you going to run away or stay here and become a lord?” I’m sorry.

I said: Stay here! I’m sorry.

A “ok” gesture was given to Nanco by people who monitored it outside the room.

Nam smiled symbolically and then asked, “Mung Ho, is he an undercover? I’m sorry.

My heart walks on a wire, one by accident, the abyss.

What should I say?

If I return – Yes, Meng Ho is 100% dead!

If I go back — no, the sedatives don’t work that well, they certainly change my heartbeat, my pulse, my brain’s beta.

I feel like I’m suffocating. It hurts so bad.

I tried to calm myself down and decided to gamble.

I’m about to get out of my mouth — no, Nan threw away the polygraph, “Jong Lin, don’t do it, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.”

He laughed like a madman: “I knew Meng Ho was undercover! I’ve done so much just to see how bold you are, what you’ve done, what you’ve done, what you’ve done.

He’s got his hands on the table and he’s got a red blood in his eyes.

My heart hurts more.

I have a bad feeling about this.

And the next second, Nan said, “Mung Ho, you’ll kill him. I’m sorry.

I sat in the chair and I stepped on the ground hard.

If not for the utmost restraint, I think the hatred I see will surely come out.

I looked directly at Nan and asked, “Why do you want me to be your successor?” I’m sorry.

He looked at me and said, “Your mother is a Chinese and South-East Asian logistics worker. Your business is not small. You’ve been missing for a while. We haven’t heard anything so far. I’m sorry.

My hands hold the table, and my chest shrugs.

I feel like my hearing, my smell is gone, like someone’s calling me from afar.

Nan doesn’t know what he’s talking about.

I feel that call is getting closer.

Nan suddenly shook my face with his hand.

I blinked, I looked back, and I said, “Because she was one of you!” I’m sorry.

Nan smiled: “That’s a bold guess. Your mother and I, and your father, started a trafficking ring, and now they’re on a big scale. I’m sorry.

Brilliant?

The skull of millions of people?

But isn’t she my stepmother?

If you see my doubts, Nan explains: “JUNG is your biological mother, who was hunted down by the Filipinos when she was pregnant, and who gave birth to you, put you in front of a professor who came to the Philippines to communicate, and your father died in pursuit, and your current father is the professor.” I’m sorry.

After that, no explanation, I understand.

My mother found my father and married him.

Huh!

No wonder I’ve always felt that she treated me like a special friend.

Turns out it was all premeditated.

She’s been lying to me!

Tears fall down the corner of my eyes and I tremble.

Nan shot me on the shoulder: “That’s why I treat you so special, Zheng Lin, you’re smart, but you have a big psychological problem, two-way emotional disorder and schizophrenia. I’m sorry.

Schizophrenic?

At first.

I can’t even react.

I watched Nan with shock.

Nan looked outside and the people came in with a report.

It’s all about my diagnosis.

It shows that I do suffer from schizophrenia, with a maximum of four personalities.

But it was cured.

The man who cured me was Shenzhou.

I flipped over, turned to the end… and my hands were shaking…

When I’m done with everything, I’m all stuck.

Nan laughed: “You have to go through this, don’t you? Zheng Lin, your mother and I both think you’re gifted. I’m sorry.

I grabbed his collar, and I said, “So, you deliberately sent Meng-ho a message with a virtual number saying that he was dying and then lured me here?” I’m sorry.

Nan’s laughing, “Yeah, that’s what I talked to your mother about. The second person who is more than capable of trafficking in human beings is who you really are and that’s why we’re treating you with “situation re-emerging.” Jung-Lin, you’re a perfect criminal! I’m sorry.

I hold the table and my hands shake and knock on the table.

No, I don’t want that.

I’m not a criminal, I’m not!

I’m not a criminal.

I’m a good man!

I’m not a bad guy!

I’m scared, I’m crawling around… and I’m condensed.

Nan’s voice is still in her ear: “This treatment seems to be working so far, your eyes have changed, and she really calls it a good doctor. I’m sorry.

Her?

Who is she?

According to Nan, the treatment works, and he must know me well.

The person before I came here was a normal first person.

After coming here, only Xu Ching and Meng Ho can affect me.

These two, who’s the doctor?

If it’s a doctor, it means he’s Nan.

It means he can cure me and not make me a second person.

Thinking about it, I can’t stop thinking about it.

That’s when Nan’s cell phone hit.

I saw six words on the screen: kill Meng Ho as soon as possible.

I was in a state of total disarray.

I held my breath and watched Nan turn on a chat software called Telegarm and make a calm voice: no problem, I let him die in two weeks.

My wounds were filled with hearts slowly tearing out a bloody mouth.

If you want to kill Mon-ho, the doctor must be Xu Ching.

But she’s crazy now.

Thinking of Nan’s idea of treating me with a re-emergence of scenes, did my second personality once become so crazy?

The more I think, the more I panic, the more my heart jumps.

At that time, Nan took a slap on my shoulder: “Mung-ho seems to have contacted the police outside, handed in some information, and your mother was anxious to kill him. Hey, you don’t have much time, Zheng Lin, let’s talk about what you intend to kill him.” I’m sorry.

I’ve been staring at him for a long time.

Nan smiled, “Yes, it’s like this,” and he looked up and almost had to squeeze his eyes out and look so excited and scary.

He stood up to the table and looked at me like a puppet. Jung Lin, do you know what you’re like? You look like a pervert. If you had a knife, you’d stab me, wouldn’t you? Oh, that’s you, Zheng Lin…”

I’m holding my hand slowly under the table.

I looked at him, bended my lips and tried to act like a pervert: “No, if I had a knife, I would stab Mon-ho.” I’m sorry.

Before I kill the enemy, I will endure with great patience.

Nan stopped.

I had my fingernails crossed and I felt pain to keep myself calm.

We said, “I need the most powerful metal in the camp, and in 10 days I will have Meng-ho tell me what information he has given and whether he has any associates.” I’m sorry.

“What do you want to do with the most powerful metal?” You want to electrocut Meng Ho? Jung Lin, I don’t know how much you’re capable of being a second person right now, but I can let you try. I’m sorry.

I nod my head.

On the way back, I’ve been chattering.

In the room, Xu Qing remained in the corner as usual.

“Are you a doctor or an undercover? Xu Ching, are you working for a trafficking group? I’m sorry.

Hsiu smiles strangely, and she snuggles her teeth and opens her mouth like she’s gonna rip her mouth open: “Hey, hey, Zheng Lin, let’s go home, let’s go home, let’s take you to Yunnan, hey…”

I’m really angry and heartbroken.

I can’t even get an answer from her.

She’s more like a real lunatic now.

And all of a sudden, she hugged me: “What do you say, doctor? Yes, there’s a doctor. She’s a bad man. She’s in Nan’s collection room.

I’d like to keep asking.

Hsui has begun to turn upside down again.

I fell down, and I held her in my arms: “We are friends, friends for many years. I’m sorry.

But finally, I came to nothing.

At night, I had another thought, and the doctor could be a third, and he or she was neither Mon-ho nor Xu Ying.

It was Nan who revealed it to me on purpose, making me wonder about Meng Ho and Xu Ching.

If Xu Ching is undercover, then I’m the tool Nan used to kill them.

Just like he asked me to test Meng Ho’s cover, but it doesn’t matter. He knew the answer.

He’s just testing my guts, my conspiracies to let me kill Mon-ho.

He’s like a line, hold me.

I have to cut this line and kill him.

This is an urgent matter.

One day, Nan sent me a piece of silver.

Silver is very long, and conductivity and heat are the strongest in metals.

I asked Nan to give me the most electrical metal, not pure silver, but mixed, and it’s very safe for me.

He asked me, “What do you want to do with the most electric metal?” I’m sorry.

We lied to him: “To deal with Mon-ho. I’m sorry.

Actually, I used to kill him.

Formerin is alive with specimens, the main component of which is a water solution for formaldehyde.

formaldehyde, as we all know, is more or less the course of renovation.

The possibility of cancer and leukemia increases if the renovation is unventilated and the room is kept in place for a long time.

Normal, if formaldehyde is exceeded, it can be smelled as a reaction to vomiting, nausea, abdominal pain and, worse still, a possible shock.

I want Nan to die of formaldehyde.

But it is important to ensure that he cannot call for help after he has been poisoned.

That’s why we need to burn the line to Nan’s collection so he can’t open the door.

That silver mix is the key to burning down the line.

But I need someone, someone to trust me.

I thought of Meng Ho.

Should I trust him?

But I don’t seem to have anyone else to use.

I have to find him.

In the afternoon, I went to Mon-ho.

He was a little thinner than he was two days ago, and when I saw him, he had a blood stain on his mouth, one hand over his stomach and looked in poor condition.

My eyes can’t be red by themselves.

HEY.

Why?

Why are things human?

He loved me and protected Meung Ho.

Why can’t you see now?

Thinking of the message that Nan received — killing Meng Ho as soon as possible, my heart is cut and my breath hurts.

I want to hug him, but I’m really confused.

Meng Ho came to me first and touched my hair like he used to: “How is this look?” Nan told you to kill me, didn’t he? I’m sorry.

My nose is sour, my tears quickly blur the eyes.

Meng-ho smiled: “I won’t let my Zheng Lin get dirty. Listen, Zheng-Lin, I know you have a lot of questions, you know that you don’t believe me now, but I won’t hurt you…”

“Mung Ho, why?” You tell me, what are you hiding from me? Why did Xu Ching become like this, you know that, right, Mon-ho? I’m sorry.

Meng-ho dryed my tears softly: “Sorry, Zheng Lin, I won’t tell you anything else, but one thing I can say is you’re a invisible informant to the police. I’m sorry.

Invisible informant?

Meng-ho explained: “You were schizophrenic, Shen-gu said you were cured, he was an undercover officer of the police, who would send us news intermittently… When he died, the trafficking syndicate was so aggressive that we couldn’t break through, that we decided to use your personality to get inside the base… your current personality is good, and if you come to the base camp and your personality is not a second person, then the investigative skills and compassion in your bones will enable you to try to save the girls and be our insider. In the worst case, you’re a second person, and the rest of our undercovers will use you as much as they can. I’m sorry.

Huh!

Nan is telling the truth.

Shenzhou has cured me.

He and my mother wanted me to be second.

Meng-ho has made a double plan.

Turns out I was just a tool.

A tool they use.

Huh!

I look at Meng Ho and I can barely speak.

And my heart started stomping, and I was like, “Mung-ho, so you pretended to be nice to me, to help me, to be sweet, to pretend to be…

Even though I’m still holding on to the tremors, “You are using me, you’re lying to me, because my mother is the founder of the trafficking group and I will not be killed.” So you’re using me with no regard? I’m sorry.

Meng-ho tried to come near me and I pushed him away: “Don’t touch me! Don’t touch…”

I’m afraid.

I’m really scared.

I’m afraid my heart will break when he touches me.

I’ll never be strong again.

I bowed my head, I could not even look at him, and I choked, and I said, “Are you a good man?” You’re trying to save those girls, aren’t you? I’m sorry.

Meng Ho is also sobbing: “Yes!” I’m sorry.

I bit my lips, and it took me a long time to open my mouth: “Well, cooperate with me and kill Nan and then hope that we will be strangers.” I’m sorry.

There’s footsteps coming, Meng-ho is still approaching.

I was whispering, “Don’t come, don’t come. Please, you’re right. I’ll try to save those girls. I’ll save them. Don’t come any closer…”

But who will help me?

Who’s coming?

Ha ha ha ha.

My heart really hurts.

Finally, I told Mon-ho about the plan.

Because he said that the outside air conditioner in the west corner of the building was a line to Nan’s collection.

As long as the out-of-air air conditioner is burned, Nam will lose power in his collection.

At that time, he could be locked in the collection room.

But the controls are strict, there can be no artificial power outages, and there must be natural force.

The field of the out-of-air air conditioner, which was originally a thunder-frequency zone, has been turned into a very thin metal wire, placed on the out-of-air-conditioning machine to conduct electricity, induce lightning to come and hit it.

I explained in detail, “It’s the rainy season, starting tomorrow with a high frequency of medium-sized thunderstorms, and when I change Nan’s old flammel, you put the wire on the air conditioner, and then move the pin a little. I’m sorry.

Meng-ho’s “Uh-huh” answered the wire.

I turned away.

Behind me Meng-ho whispered to me “Jen…”

I stopped: “From this moment on, I will not believe anyone, including you.” I’m sorry.

And for the next few days, I’ve been in the lab with FFL.

I’ve been thinking about how to get Nan hooked, poisoned.

The only thing that can be used is his brother, Shenzhou.

Nan has 40 specimens in his collection.

On behalf of his 40 dead brothers.

These people, though important, are far less than Shenzhou.

So I’m going to move my hands and feet on the FFL in Shenzhou, so that the PVC is higher than normal.

I tried it for about four days, changing the ratio of glycerine to oxygen, to get a special fixture that smells like a normal fixed snot.

On the day Nan finished, Nan brought a label with 40 names and sent professionals to check it out.

Of course they can’t check out.

Only when the temperature is reduced and the oxygen in it is sunk will the high concentration of formaldehyde in this fixed liquid be completely volatilized.

But Nan is still worried.

Zheng Lin, can I trust you? I’m sorry.

I’m gonna be cool, nod my head.

Nan asked those people to put the tags on and put them in one by one.

I saw him stick the name of Shenzhou on an ordinary fixed fluid.

In fact, it’s a random probability that his name will be placed on a special fixed liquid.

I’m having a heart attack. I can’t. I have to change it!

Nan also noticed my eyes: “Is there a problem with this bottle of liquid?” I’m sorry.

I shake my head.

He showed a profound smile.

At that time, the sound of thunder came out of the “blasting” outside.

Nan approached me slowly: “Oh, Zheng Lin, I’m really curious what you’re doing with metal silver. Nan is your uncle, can you tell me? I’m sorry.

I opened my mouth and I was so nervous: “In the next few days you’ll know the answer, I have my own ideas. I’m sorry.

Nan was busy noding his head: “Okay, okay, I’ll wait.” I’m sorry.

Late in the night, I went back to the lab, changed the tags in Shenzhou and put his name on a special fixed fluid.

The next morning, lightning struck.

Nan called the dozens of girls I was abducted with and asked them to move the falmellins to the collection room.

That’s how I found out about his collection.

There’s not only a small laboratory in it, but there’s a high-tech wall for formaldehyde.

He’s really careful.

After the girls left, there were only me and Nan.

Nan locked the door and looked at me, “Oh, Zheng Lin, can you tell Nan what you did at the lab last night? Why are you carrying Nan? I’m sorry.

I took a breath and looked at him without looking at him: “Look at the state of the liquid.” I’m sorry.

“But I saw you tearing the tags from a needle-hole camera. Is everything all right?”

Nan’s head came a little closer to me, almost to my face.

“No problem. I’m sorry.

Nan smiled, “Hey, so, I’m gonna get someone to open the bottle with a Shenzhou tag and move it to a lower temperature.” Guess what? Just shake the bottle a little bit, and the oxygen in it sinks, and the smell of a sniveling nose comes out, a dozen times more than normal. By the way, I told the girls I kidnapped to smell, one of them can’t stand it right away and wonder if he’d die. I’m sorry.

And he looked with his eyes, and with his lips he smiled, as though he had seen through my conspiracy a joy that was unparalleled.

I’m not talking, shoulder shrunk.

“Why are you so nervous, Zheng Lin, until you become a second person?” I’m sorry.

After that, Nan said I’d make it up to you and asked me to put those organs away.

I put it all together, careful.

At this point, a lightning burst near the collection room, and then a “blasting” struck, a thunderbolt over the west corner of the wall, and the whole building hit.

I know. Meng-ho put my wire on it.

Nan shrugged his shoulder: “Oh, my God, today’s thunder is against the sky…”

He pulled out his cell phone and started calling: “Achchi, you check the pressurer, the filter, the pressurer, and the detonators upstairs.

I’m listening in my ear, and I’m going to speed it up.

It’s finally time to put the heart of Shenzhou.

Nan still doesn’t mean to do it personally.

I slipped, and the heart of Shenzhou fell on the floor.

And We lifted the mask in panic: “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry.

I look scared and stand still.

Nan smiled, he liked me scared, he liked his authority scared, and he laughed, “How much is this?

His face suddenly got ugly.

He came slowly.

He’s going to bend over to pick up the heart of Shenzhou.

As soon as he grabbed his heart, I pulled the mask off his face and cut off the heart of Shenzhou.

Everything is so unexpected.

Nan was on his knees and he was coughing.

I kicked that heart to his nose and he started to puke.

♪ Boom ♪

Thunder, again, this time, closer.

The thunder from the corner of the west wall almost broke my eardrum.

Nan can’t breathe. Run to the door.

All of a sudden, there’s the sound of “hot”… out of the hallway, and it’s the sound of an excessive, instant blackout.

The storage room was out of power and the door was locked.

Nan can’t hold on any longer. He’s starting to faint and vomit.

Slowly, he fell on the ground.

I looked at him with my mask on my face: “You may not have the chance to forgive me later, uncle!” I’m sorry.

Nan can’t make a sound.

His mouth twitched like he had something to say.

He’s throwing up again.

He wants to side the body.

I stepped on his heart and kept him from turning over.

His disgusting vomit piled up in his mouth and neck.

I said, “Do you know where you lost? Losing on your ego, you like to fight alone, you think I’m scared like those girls, and I don’t think I’m gonna fight you, do you? I’m sorry.

“Ahem…ahem…”

Nan’s vomiting is increasing, and vomiting is increasing.

He’s starting to choke.

I laughed, “I swear to God I’ll kill you from the bottom of my heart when I see those girls die and I want you to die in hell!” You know what? I was going to put my hands on that bottle of flimlin, but then you sent someone to check, and I thought, “What if the gang goes through?” Is there something you don’t want others to touch? There’s only one answer, the heart of Shenzhou. So I injected 95% formaldehyde in his heart… ..the change of name labels at night just to confuse you. I just stepped on my heart, and formaldehyde was all waved out.”

“Cough, cough, cough…”

Nan’s eyes are getting darker.

He opened his mouth and said, “You don’t want to be a bad person, save me I tell you, Doctor…

I bowed my head: “What did you say, tell me who the doctor is?” I’m sorry.

Nan nod his head.

“Cough, cough, cough…”

He’s got a very high bulge in his chest.

I pressed him so hard.

His vomit sprayed on my mask.

One second, one second, he’ll die of vomit suffocation.

Just one second…

But I wanted to know who the doctor was, and I let him go slowly: “Who is the doctor, I will spare you.” I’m sorry.

Nan pointed to the locker.

That’s the box with The Shenzhou Journal.

I moved him to the counter and opened it with his fingerprints and iris.

In addition to the Shenzhou Journal, there is a secret information — my psychiatric assessment report and the document on the cure, signed by Lily in the lower right corner.

Apparently, Lily is a woman, the doctor in Nango’s mouth.

I asked Nan, “Is she Xu Ching?” I’m sorry.

Nan shakes his head.

I went on to ask, “Where is she?” I’m sorry.

Nan has the strength to explain: “She sent us the treatment a year ago and then disappeared. I’ve never seen her… ..I’ve mentioned the doctor in front of you, the re-emergence of the scene, just to make you think that she’s one of us and that you kill each other.”

Huh!

I knew it, Nan was setting me up.

But who is that woman, Lily?

If she could be found, she might cure me.

Well, I don’t have to become a second person.

I want to find her at all costs.

He’s coughing again.

I looked at him unheeded and swept down the organs that were originally contained in the falmarin.

Water piles, ears, nose, arms.

Organizations are scattered.

I looked around and the tears slipped.

Those dead girls are around me like watching me punish Nan.

We stepped on Nan’s chest with our feet, and watched him die, and watched him turn his eyes upside down, and saw his eyes almost burst out.

Finally, he can’t breathe, he’s dead.

His hands were cast softly on the ground.

I’m all wet, I can’t help it, I’m crying!

I really killed him!

A few minutes later, there was noise outside.

I unmasked my mask, I lay on the floor and I was poisoned with Nan.

Someone picked me up.

Someone’s calling Nan.

I know it’s Meng Ho who holds me.

I got gastrics, I got stuffed.

I finally survived.

In the room, Meng-ho stood by: “Your mother is here. I’m sorry.

I’m staring at the sheets and I’m not moving.

I have no time for my mother.

I have countless question marks in my head.

I’m thinking.

At the moment, Meng-ho is one of the most open to me, and his cover has been confirmed.

Hsui-hyung, acting weird and being weird.

Meng Ho doesn’t seem to know who she really is.

The doctor, the mystery.

It never happened.

Thinking about it, I didn’t think, and I said, “Do you know who Lily is?” I’m sorry.

Meng Ho was a little surprised, too, “You know, Lily? She’s undercover with Shenzhou, mysterious, no one knows who she really is, who she belongs to, and she disappeared after Shenzhou died.”

Disappear?

I wrinkled: “She was in touch with Nan a year ago, assessing my mental condition and teaching him how to turn me into a second person, how to disappear?” Besides, if she was undercover, how could she contact Nan? I think she has some kind of connection with Lily, and I never believed she was crazy. I’m sorry.

Meng-ho looked at me and laughed so hard: Zheng Lin, I can’t think about this for you, you need to think for yourself. I’m sorry.

I turned my head, looking at Mon-ho, and his handsome face was determined to die.

I came up with something.

My mother sent a text message.

She’s going to kill Meng Ho!

Now, if Nan dies, she’ll be more anxious.

I woke up when I was in the plan: “Mung Ho, you need to get out of here! I’m sorry.

Meng-ho shook his head: “It’s too late, Zheng Lin, from the moment I was undercover.” Besides, Nan is dead and needs a man to take the fall. I know you have a well-planned plan to explain Nan’s death, but your mother, she’s a terrible woman, and she needs reason to put herself in a trafficking ring. I’m sorry.

I couldn’t help looking at Mon-ho.

Mengho explained: “Nan is not the worst man, your mother is.” Do you know what she did to undercover? She’ll give them pills, which will affect the β waves in her head, and make people tell the truth without knowing, and she gave me the pills six hours ago… I can’t tell you the whereabouts of other undercovers, Zheng Lin. My identity has been revealed long ago. I’m sorry.

As soon as his words were completed, the door of the ward was forced to open.

A group of people in black protective clothing broke in and took Mon-ho without saying anything.

I panicked.

My mother fed Meng Ho’s medicine while I was in a coma.

They want Meng Ho to tell the truth.

I was breathing from my bed and I followed Meng Ho in the direction he left.

But as soon as I got to the hallway, I stopped.

I can’t go!

The girls in the camp need my help, and once I get down, I’m totally involved with Mon-ho.

It’s going to be labeled as if it’s another undercover.

Even if I was the daughter of the boss of the trafficking syndicate, I’d be targeted by Nan’s men.

Meng Ho…

I’m moaning in my heart.

My back leans against the wall.

I’m trying to convince myself.

Jung Lin, you can’t go down.

You can’t be emotional.

You can’t, you can’t!

I keep insinuating.

It’s a pain in the heart.

And then there was a noise down there.

I turned my head slowly and saw two local people in Myanmar taking off Mon-ho’s shirt through the curtain gap.

He was hanged with his hands tied to a tall grapefruit in the yard.

He had sharp scars, long, short, dark brown, light brown, pink meat.

My eyes wandered on those scars, a moment of confusion.

I think I’ve flashed something.

As if someone had said to me, “Oh, Zheng Lin, the worst thing I ever did was have a son. Hey, that little boy’s got guts. He wanted to be a cop at a young age. What if he was undercover like me? Being an undercover agent in a trafficking and drug cartel is killing death.”

And I held my head, and the sound came nearer: “O Zheng Lin, I went to my son, a faithful child, as if he had been undercover.” Hey, he’s not as smart as you. He’ll lose. I’m sorry.

I bowed my head and kept my mind down, and it began to sound in my heart, and it said, “I speak in Shenzhou, it’s only Meng-ho’s son.

My head is so messy, my chest is up and down.

The head hurts.

It hurts my sweat.

It’s like there’s something out of your head.

The cuddles by the temples are “breathing”.

How can I have such memories?

Is it about the second person?

I was staring at the yard and I kept crying.

There were two people rolling a black thing close to it, and it was not until I found it a drum to attract the herd.

They slowly untie Meng-ho’s ropes and place his body in a barrel, leaving only one head outside.

They’re knocking on the buckets, they’re shaking and the bees are flying.

Soon, the beehive climbed over Meng Ho’s body.

He’s in pain, he’s biting his teeth, he’s shaking.

That’s when I saw a familiar back, my mother, Jung-hoon.

She saw Meng Ho in cold blood: “You killed Nan, right? Mun-ho, you’ve been in this group for so long, and you’re familiar with the group, but I didn’t think you were undercover, and I had to tell you something.”

She knocked the bucket herself, and the bees began to climb up and wandered around Meng Ho’s Eye Week.

His eyes were closed and he was shaking even harder.

I took a deep breath and I was tired of breathing.

My teeth bite on my fingers to contain the shivering shoulders.

But I couldn’t stand it.

I turned my back, my head down, my lips covered, and I cried.

I can’t look. My heart hurts too much.

It really hurts!

I want to go down and I want to save him.

But I can’t.

Once I get down, everything will be ruined.

I don’t know how long it’s been, but there’s cheer again.

I slowly turned around.

Meng-ho is just not human. He’s got a lot of bubbles on his body and face.

His mouth looks like he’s bleeding, just like when I saw him the other day.

My heart is strangling.

I suddenly remembered, a long time ago, he told me exactly what he said: [Jean Lin, you know? If I were an undercover agent, I would swallow the medicine before being tortured to force it out, and there would be a drug that could be placed deep in the throat, the main ingredient of which would be cyanide, wrapped in pharmacological clothing, at a critical moment, where it would cause death on the spot. _Other Organiser

And when We said: “Is it not for the undercover to flee?” _Other Organiser

Meng-ho smiled: [The drug needs to be tested a week in advance, and if it is serious, it will bite; if it is not serious, if it can escape, it will spit out, and it will not melt with gastrointestinal fluid. _Other Organiser

No wonder I went to him that afternoon.

His mouth was covered in blood.

Turns out, then he started testing.

People around Zheng Yuan have also noticed Meng Ho’s anomaly.

He went straight to Meng-ho’s mouth: “Cyanide, boss.” I’m sorry.

Meng-ho bit his teeth and refused to let him squeal on his neck, where he earned a gust and a blister, and almost blood from his eyes.

Zheng Jun saw him, drew a knife and put it in his stomach.

“Uh-“

My throat made a terrible sound, and I shuddered my lips and wept a drop of tears to the back of my hand.

I can’t see, Mun-ho.

I can’t see you.

It’s like a tailor’s fabric, and it follows Meng-ho’s stomach and cuts to his ribs.

Blood surged and Meng Ho got his jaw shaking.

That woman, she’s a monster.

The sour eyes were so swollen and my fingers were so wet that I felt I broke the meat.

And that’s when the mouth of Meng-ho shouted, “Boy, Meng-ho started to talk, to be honest, your medicine worked. He said there was still a mole in the camp. He, fuck, be dead, boss…”

I’m suddenly black.

I’m closed, I’m shaking, I can’t open.

Nope.

No! No!

Meng Ho.

It shouldn’t be like this, it shouldn’t be…

I shouldn’t have.

I was paralyzed by the glass and looked at the knife on him, and it was so obvious.

His head was down and he was hanging and his mouth was bleeding down.

He’s waiting for me to save him.

Huh!

He’s waiting for me.

Look at me.

I feel like I’m out of my mind.

My eyes seem to have lost focus.

“I’m sorry, Mun-ho, I’m sorry…”

Look, he was hanging on a tree and his stomach was cut open.

The blood, it’s all from him.

He says he’s an undercover cop. He wants to protect people with his life.

How could he die?

How?

My tears seem to be out of control, I walk forward barefoot, and my whole body is tilted.

Yo, there’s a guy who stopped me.

It’s Xu Ching.

She’s standing there in a white cork.

The whole person is in a different apathy than usual.

She’s not crazy anymore.

She looked at me and ordered those behind her: “Put her down, she’s in a precarious state. I’m sorry.

I looked down at her, and laughed at her, “Look at you in cold blood, you were already part of the trafficking organization, right? Who are you working for? Nan or Zheng Yuan?”

Hsui-Chong ignored me. She looked behind her back.

The man behind her stood right in front of me and took me to the room.

Like Meng Ho hanging outside.

I have no resistance.

I was tied to my bed and injected with an unknown sedative.

I keep shaking my body to resist.

But soon, I lost my energy.

Hsui Qing stood by the bed and didn’t laugh.

And We held on to her: “You lied to Mon-ho and made him think that you were just insane, that you were hiding your true purpose with insanity, and you were not stimulated by my presence.” You’re lying to Mon-ho, and you’re lying to me!”

“I lied to Mon-ho because he thought I was frightened by the brutal scenes in the camp.” I’ve always been one of your mother’s, and she wants you to be a second person, and my “mental disorder” is playing you. Because I’ve seen the Shenzhou Journal and other documents related to your psychiatric assessment, cure and so on in Nango’s collection, and now Meng Ho is dead, and I don’t have to pretend. I’m sorry.

She doesn’t have any feelings, like a machine.

I don’t understand why the laughter has become like this.

I looked at her and I couldn’t understand.

I woke up with red eyes: “But you and Mon-ho have known each other since you were a child, Xu Jing. He’s dead. He’s hanging outside, Xu Jing. Do you see?” I’m sorry.

My head’s starting to hurt again, like a couple of knives in there.

I’m holding my head and shaking.

Ouch.

There’s a voice talking again.

And it became clear and clear.

I saw a gentle face, and that was– Shenzhou.

I screamed like a madman.

It’s just like Hsui-Chong.

Hsui-Chong came and gave me another sedative: “It seems that the effect was not enough.” I’m sorry.

I looked at her in the dark: “Why do you study communications and do the work of a doctor?” When did you meet my mother? I’m sorry.

Xu Jing is still indifferent, but told me clearly: “I have known your mother since I was a child, I grew up on the border between Yunnan and Burma, she has funded several primary schools in South Umbrella, and I am one of her sponsors, so is it not normal for me to work for her when I grow up?” Don’t look at me with that look. I’m learning double-professionals, communication and psychology. I have indeed deceived you, but also to heal you. If you want to be a good sister, we will continue to be sisters. I’m sorry.

I laughed, “Sister?” Open the window, look outside, look at Meng-ho’s blood. I’m sorry.

And as Xu Qing turned away from me, she turned aside and said, Quietly: I observed that you were moving towards the second person, and in a week we would test you, and see if what Lily had written was really helping you to turn into the second person. I’m sorry.

She accidentally picked up a tip of her clothes.

I saw a little bug there.

I almost reacted. She was acting. She was acting to me!

It’s like there’s a bucket of ice on the head.

My thoughts are calm at once.

My mother gave Meng-ho pills to stimulate the β-waves of the brain, and he told the truth when he was hanging and said, “There’s an undercover in the camp.”

Hsui-Chong is now exposed to me as my mother’s therapist.

Just now, she gave me a sedative. Why can’t it work?

There’s only one reason.

She did it on purpose!

She’s sending me a message.

She wants me to stay awake.

But what is she going to pass on?

Meng-ho’s “there’s an undercover in the camp” resounding in his ear again, and I snapped.

Xu Ching, undercover?

But she left the room.

I was lying there and my head was going to explode.

It seems that everyone has a double identity.

And Xu Jing said that he treated me the way Lily recorded, then, obviously, she wasn’t Lily.

Lily, who the hell is this?

I can’t think of anything.

At present, it is imperative to identify Xu Ying and then let her avoid my mother’s investigation.

I know my mother well.

She will find another undercover in Meng Ho’s mouth in a short time.

My mother came in.

She smells like blood. It’s Meng Ho’s.

I’ve got her eyes, only one desire in my heart to save those girls and put the devil in hell.

She came slowly to me and hugged me: “Sorry, honey, Mom’s late, and Mom’s always believed you’d play around here and hey, you didn’t let Mom down, did you kill Nan? I’m sorry.

How did she know I killed Nan?

My red eyes looked straight at her.

She slowly pulls out of me: Isn’t that right, baby? You and Meng-ho’s plan mother knew about O’Mun-ho. I’m sorry.

Listening?

I looked at her in cold blood, and she seemed to have pulled out the stored audio.

It did show me and Meng-ho’s plans, including metal wires, including Formarin.

But the recording is incomplete.

In other words, the recording was modified.

I was careful to speculate, “Is Xu Ching watching our people for you?” Did she give you this recording? I’m sorry.

Zheng Zhou laughed: “She is also on my command. Don’t be so mean to her. I know you are here to save her, and I am disappointed, but my mother is helping you to grow up.” I’m sorry.

Almost immediately I realized that Xuqing was the undercover.

She is an expert in communications and can easily modify her contents.

But I can’t be quite sure.

My mother should know more than I do.

I decided to test four or two kilos: “Have you ever doubted Xuqing?” It’s probably her. Maybe you raised a white-eyed wolf. I’m sorry.

Jung-hoon’s face is full of surprises.

She paused for a moment and answered: “No, it’s not possible. I’m sorry.

She’s very, very confident.

I’m a little confused.

Jung-hoon is a suspicious man. It’s hard to trust others. Why do you trust Qing?

In a moment, two types of cynic warfare.

So I said, “What if she’s undercover?” I’m sorry.

JUNG laughed, “Bring me the proof, I’ll believe you.” I’m sorry.

The smile on her face stings me.

I thought Meng-ho was still hanging out, and my heart was sore at her.

My eyes are red and I look out of the window through the open door: “I want to bury Meng Ho myself.” I’m sorry.

JUNG seems disappointed: “You haven’t changed from first person to second person.” I’m sorry.

This time, I didn’t respond.

It is clear to my heart that the images that are constantly appearing in my mind and that are linked to Shenzhou are implying that I am in a transition phase, and I fear that soon I will become a second person.

There’s only one way to stop this transition, find Lily.

But for now, I don’t have a clue about Lily.

Except for the dead Nan and my guess.

I’ve decided to make sure that Xu Ching is undercover and then formally hit my mother!

As I was thinking, Zheng Yuan beat me on the shoulder: “Mong-ho has given it to you, this is the last time I have tolerated your kindness.” Zheng Lin, in this world where the weak are strong, heartless is the foundation. I’m sorry.

Meng Ho was taken far away.

I don’t want to bury him near base camp.

And when it was buried, I took his body and whispered in his ear, “I will take you home. I swear, wherever you are, I will find you.” I’m sorry.

We left from his ear, but We found something wrong in his ear, like a drum, like a sign of inflammation.

I saw something stuff in it.

I pulled a small piece of cloth out of it with the tools I brought with me.

Open, it says a line: I left my phone in a bun store in South Umbrella, and Xu Ching is not a good person.

On these two lines, once again, I’ve broken my mind.

I was just guessing that he was undercover!

But there’s also the possibility that Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zhu Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zheng Zhu Zhu Zhu Zheng Zhu Zhu Zheng Zheng Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zheng Zheng Zheng Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu Zhu has mixed Zhu Zhu

I’m thinking of which.

Now, whatever I do, I have to judge in two directions.

I have carefully identified Meng-ho’s handwriting.

There are two scenarios.

He knew that Xu Jing had been watching me for my mother, so every time I asked him, he didn’t say his identity so clearly, but finally put it in my ear.

On the other hand, he didn’t find anything wrong until he died.

So, I should be more sure of the identity of Hsing.

I took a breath, and I spilled the earth down.

Gradually, the earth is not beyond Meng Ho’s closed eyes.

He was buried in the ground.

I’ve been holding on to it, and then I’ve been on my knees, all over my body, crying.

He knows. I’m the last one to deal with the body.

I put dirt on my head and apologized: “I’m sorry I didn’t protect your son, I’m sorry…”

It’s sweet from the mouth. I picked it up with my hand. It’s blood.

I laughed!

It’s like a light in my head.

Like, my memories are getting clearer.

On the way back, I was thinking of setting a trap for Xu.

I thought of Meng-ho’s phone.

Back at base, I told Zheng Joo, “Mung-ho lost his phone when I was taken away, and he told Nam that he could not find it. I thought he should leave it in South Umbrella, and I wanted to look for it in South Umbrella, where there might be a lot of undercover information. I’m sorry.

JUNG didn’t respond directly to me, and she looked at me and said, “You’re the first person, right? I’m sorry.

I nod my head.

She goes on: “How do I know that my good daughter is not calling the police? Well, I’ll let you go, but what do you think, when you come back, you’re gonna take my pills for testing? I’m sorry.

She’s like a spring wind.

I’m cold as a cold, and I’m dealing with my own daughter with an undercover, like a “pussy” drug!

I don’t even have the tools in her eyes.

However, I did not resist: “Yes!” I’m sorry.

Because she may not know that I am in a state of “psychiatry” and that this drug has no effect on mental illness.

Three days later, Xu Ching and I went to South Umbrella to find a cell phone.

By observation and speculation, I found the bun store very quickly.

It’s just around the hotel in Monhoding, where there’s not a lot of traffic, but where we can monitor the situation around the hotel.

I said, “Did you find a cell phone? I’m sorry.

“Oh, I’m afraid that after all this time, I’m afraid that no one will look for it and charge my phone every day. I’m sorry.

She seemed to have a look at it and went inside to get her cell phone and hand it to me.

I looked deeply at the boss’s wife, answered the phone from her, entered the password, checked it.

Photos and browsing records and screens are the same as before.

Looks exactly like Meng-ho’s phone.

But not Meng Ho’s phone.

She knew Xu Liang and was guard against me.

But I didn’t pierce it, and I said to her, “Bossy, I want two buns, one vegetable bag, one meat bag. I’m sorry.

The boss still gave me two buns very enthusiastically, and I paid a thousand more when I did the sweep.

I turned on my phone and showed it to the boss’s wife: “This is for your credit, thanks for keeping it so long.” I’m sorry.

The boss lady was staring at my phone.

It will be a few minutes before you say: “No thanks, no thanks, yes!” I’m sorry.

Get out of South Umbrella.

She’s a little nervous.

I looked at Meng-ho’s mobile phone screen and whispered, “Why am I here? I’m sorry.

Chill shakes his head.

I said, “Because I want to get you out, I want, I want, I want, I want, I’ve been thinking about you, I’ve heard about you, my heart hurts, I’ve seen Meng Ho die, and I want to save you… So tell me, who are you? I’m sorry.

Xu blinked, didn’t speak.

I laughed: “If a man picks up someone else’s phone and doesn’t give it to the police and keeps charging it, what is the reason?” She doesn’t ask for a reward…

Look me in the eye.

I flipped the phone, “Do you think it’s real?” I’m sorry.

Hsui Ching’s getting more nervous.

I laughed again, “What are you nervous about? I’m sorry.

“What are you trying to say?” I’m sorry.

I swallowed the water: “The buns were spread out in a low-flowing place, close to the hotel Mengho brought me to, and apparently was a scout… In other words, they could be undercover or informants… The way your boss looks at you clearly means you’ve been here. Did you say that I was right?”

And as though he had heard, and sat on a needle, “I did not know her, but I lived here, and she looked at me as though I were familiar. I’m sorry.

I got close to her one point: “I don’t have a wire, don’t worry. I’m sorry.

Hsui is surprised.

I held her shoulder: “You gave me sedatives the day Meng-ho died, you accidentally unzipped your clothes and showed me listening equipment, and you showed it to me, didn’t you?” Also, you’ve been monitoring Me and Meng Ho, but you’ve changed the data for my mother’s data without me and Meng Ho talking about the plan. I’m sorry.

It’s amazing.

I’m groaning: “Don’t look at me like that, and after all this, everyone gets more vigilant. My mother is not a trusted man, and now you have to go back to base and think of Mon-ho.”

Xu Ching sat there and started shaking.

It took a long time for her to say, “Oh, Zheng Lin, the smartest one in the class is you, and the second one is me, and you’re always on me. I didn’t believe before, and now I do. That’s right, I’m an undercover. That’s a secret place for us to communicate with the police. I’m sorry.

I was silent for a long time: “What is your other status besides undercover? I’m sorry.

Xu Jing did not hide: “I am a double-faced undercover, working for the police and for your mother, so I swim between the right and the wrong.” I gave you a sedative that day, showed you a wiretapping device to help me deal with your mother, who was really a crazy woman and I was scared.”

I stopped for a few minutes with my lips on my lips: “Let’s get out of here, go far away. Mon-ho is dead. I don’t want you dead. I don’t want to see your body. Now go to the people of the bungalow and let them take you away and I’ll go to my mother’s, please go away. I don’t want to deal with you when I become a second person. I’m sorry.

My tears came out again, and I grabbed her hand: “I came to get you out of here!” Xu Ching, I want you to be a good man…”

Hsui-chan looked at me, this eye, long.

Finally, she turned away.

100

I watched her walk away from her back, and it hurt!

There’s a lot of images in my head.

Those images stuffed my brain.

And I was paralyzed in pain.

Why are there so many things?

I’m holding my head in my corner, and I’m shaking in my eyes.

It took me some time to open my eyes.

Like, everything was different.

I know, I became a second person.

101

After 18 hours, Xu Ching was arrested.

I ratted.

Jung and I stand in front of her.

Zheng’s eyes are full of smiles: “Huh Ching, I didn’t know you were undercover.” I’m sorry.

“Are you lying to me?” I’m sorry.

I laughed, “Yes! I didn’t think you were such a liar that you’d go away and sit your cover. I’m sorry.

“You’re second now?” I’m sorry.

I don’t know how she sees it.

But nod your head.

Joo-hyun’s surprise: “Hi, are you sure? I’m sorry.

Hsu Qing became calm from his fear: “Godmother, no more acting, I’m sure.” She’s in the state she’s going to South Umbrella, and we can run her in-depth. I’m sorry.

102

I was caught in the middle of a sudden shift.

Zheng Hao laughed so deeply: “Well, it’s good to waste the second phase of our treatment…I didn’t think she would recover so soon.” I’m sorry.

Phase two?

What do you mean?

Zheng Zheng Zhou groaned and explained: “In fact, when I killed Mon-ho, Xu Qing was watching you in the dark, and she felt that you were becoming a second person. Later, you asked me if it was possible that Xu Ching could be an undercover agent, and in accordance with your character, to confirm that I would plan and agree to take her to South Umbrella. If you let her escape, you’ll still have your first personality, but then suddenly you come back and tell me something. Our second phase of treatment is “The Bloody Stimulation” and “The Betrayal Stimulation” and Lily’s diagnosis says that these two scenes will constantly stimulate your brain. So we killed Meng-ho and turned Xu on you after pretending to be an undercover. I’m sorry.

103

She smiled proudly.

I can barely breathe.

Turns out it’s the middle end.

I took Xu Ching to South Umbrella to make sure she was undercover.

Later, when she escaped, I began to suspect that she was a fake undercover.

A real undercover, at this stage, she is the only one left in the camp, and she will never escape because, if she escapes, she will break contact with the entire organization and let the police plan burn.

At this point, she must be determined to die.

I’m more partial to her.

So I told my mother to arrest her.

If she is my mother’s, then I will punish her.

If she doesn’t defect, I’ll find a chance to work with her to get those girls out.

So the tip was my second test.

But I didn’t think.

These two are so good.

It was all a lie.

They have only one purpose, which makes me a second person.

104

Huh!

I was wrong.

It was I who tried so hard to think of Hsiung as a good man.

I underestimated the darkness of humanity.

I looked at two people in cold blood.

Look at their smiling faces.

Finally, Xu Ching reminds me that when Zheng Lin took me to South Umbrella, she found her source, the maid of a bun store, and the bun was laid on the corner of XX, you can have it disposed of! Besides, Meng-ho’s phone was brought back by Zheng Lin, and I can decrypt the communication for you. I’m sorry.

105

Hsui Ching said it calmly.

And she was as though she had read, and she remained silent.

But the waves inside of my heart roll down one by one.

I turned away.

It’s coming.

In the hallway, I stopped, “You don’t have to follow me. You just have to test me to see if I’m a second person. This is the end of friendship. I’m never going to miss it again. I’m sorry.

Behind you is a sighs: “Remember? Once at the college, my leg broke, and you bought a lot of cucumbers, and you took the seeds out for me, and you said that the old people said that cucumber seeds could catch bones, so that my fracture would be faster and I would eat them all. Jung Lin, do you remember what I said? I’m sorry.

I took a breath: “Sorry, I don’t remember. I’m sorry.

Actually, I remember!

I’ll never forget that.

106

Go back to my bed and think.

I brought back a fake phone.

So the real phone is still in the bungalow and the boss has it.

Jung-hoon’s been acting so fast, she’ll find someone to deal with her boss’s wife.

I had to save her.

I’m glad I told the boss in the day.

During the day, I pretended to show the boss’s wife a payment page and kept working on the side, so I didn’t let her look.

Actually, I showed her a hot name for my phone: Evacuate as soon as possible. _Other Organiser

That’s why the boss’s wife stayed so long.

This is the plan I had before I went to South Umbrella.

Meng-ho’s phone must have landed on “the police agent.” There, whatever his identity, the contacts will not be safe.

If you think about it, I turn on the phone and remove the hot name.

And he tried to find Meng-ho’s real phone in a historical mandate because his phone was connected to me.

Soon, I reconnected.

At this point, if I take a picture on my cell phone, Meng-ho’s real phone will synchronize my picture with our album.

I can send messages with pictures.

107

I just took a picture of the naked wall, clicked to edit it and wrote on it: “You’re in danger, get out of here.”

I don’t know if they’ll believe it.

Five minutes, no reply.

I took another picture, and I wrote it: “Mung Ho is dead. _Other Organiser

Half an hour later, a new picture appeared in the album — the white wall, with a line: [We know, we will leave as soon as possible.] _Other Organiser

It’s taken by the boss’s wife.

I’m still going back to a white wall photo with words: [Many girls are being held in XXXX, you contact the police to take note of the yellow Chinese-Myanmar logistics vehicle (my mother’s logistics company) that entered Myanmar from Yunnan. _Other Organiser

Just 30 seconds, photo deleted.

The iPhone has a replica function, and I’m going to return those photos to the bald wall with words.

After that, the authorization of Menghou’s cell phone was revoked.

Everything, quiet.

108

Thirty minutes later, I learned from the rest of the population that the maid of the bun store ran away.

Jung won’t be happy.

She didn’t find anything on Meng Ho’s fake phone.

Except for browsers, albums, and partially unusable data for recovery.

She came to check my phone.

There are only three bald white wall pictures.

109

One day later, my mother fed me her medication and, under the supervision of Xu Ching, admitted that I was now a second person.

And she ate a pill.

But a little.

I don’t quite understand.

Now that I’m a second person, why do you remember everything about the first person?

It’s like I can swim around between first and second.

110

Two weeks after Meng-ho’s death, I officially began the process of organ removal.

Looking on the price list, a normal heart of 150,000, first-rate of 900,000, my heart shivering.

Look at the kidneys, the price is $300,000, the eyeballs…

My eyes look down slowly, 3,000 apiece…

Only $3,000 for a live eye?

I was reminded by someone who said, “Mrs. Cheng, how are these prices adjusted? Recently, many police patrols along the border have made it difficult for people to come in … There is a need to raise prices. I’m sorry.

I noded my head. I was thinking, “There’s a lot of patrols on the border.” I’m slow to say, “Put it there, I’ll read it and sign it.” I’m sorry.

That guy left.

I speculated behind my heart that my mother’s logistics were very large and hidden, and that the police might have followed me after I reminded the owner of the bun store of her home base address.

Isn’t that right, soon, they’ll go into base camp?

Thinking about it, I’m a little happier.

I unwittingly signed on the price list, and when I saw the name of the signature, and I felt like I was signing Lily.

111

What do you want, Lily?

It’s a natural signature. It’s a bone.

I was scared, my fingers were shaking, and I cut it off.

Now I can remember my past, even though I’m a second person, but I can’t remember all of it, like how Shenzhou said to heal me.

I have to read his diary.

But when I was slightly poisoned, the diary was taken away by my mother when I didn’t read much.

Jung-hoon will definitely read it.

What would she find out?

My whole heart is upset to think of that.

112

The next few days, no matter what I think, I can’t remember.

I decided to find a reason for Zheng Yuan to show me the Shenzhou Journal.

JUNG Zheng was upset during the last few days because of increased border police patrols.

At the meeting table, while I was trying to find a way, I gave her new advice: “You can get by sea, since the border patrols have intensified and organs cannot be transported by land. Recently, China and Myanmar have been working on oil pipelines, and you can transport organs to the southern Myanmar Sea under the pretext of transporting materials and then borrow them from the Myanmar Sea by launch. I’m sorry.

Zheng Yuan frowns: “There’s not yet another undercover in Mon-ho’s mouth. Why are the police so active these days? It’s never happened before. It’s like going from you to South Umbrella.”

Slowly, she didn’t speak again, as if she had thought of something.

113

My heart is restless.

For some time, she laughed at herself: “Well, I underestimated her, the only one who knew me the most. I’m sorry.

I don’t know why, but the hunch is that she’s Xu Liang.

JUNG didn’t say much. The subject is back on the transport.

She endorsed my proposal to allow others to begin to examine the environment surrounding the Central Myanmar oil pipeline.

She left in a hurry.

114

I know Xu Ching was beaten and locked up the next afternoon.

The person below said that Huo Ching was being held in a second basement prison.

I went to see her. She was lying down.

Blood in the mouth.

She’s been shaking her head, constantly shaking her head.

I think I lost several teeth.

Jung-ho, you’ve abused her!

I’m slowly approaching, crouching on the floor, and my voice is dumb: “You’re exposed? I’m sorry.

Hsiung didn’t talk. He was lying there and his head was shaking.

She should have hurt her head.

I touched her head: “I remember the cucumber seeds and bones and remember what you said when you said, “Jean Lin, whatever happens after that, I will believe you unconditionally. Likewise, I will never lie to you…”, Xu Ching, since you asked me if I remember, I have thought a lot. Why does the maid of the bun store have two identical cell phones, which require technical support? Later, I thought, in this world, knowing my mother and knowing me, only you… you’re the best at being with my mother, so that you can help me, right? I’m sorry.

My tears were dripping on the ground: “So, you see, then I started to get away from you but you were hurt.” I’m sorry.

He coughed, never answered me.

But I had the answer in my heart.

I had to save her.

115

At night, I went to see Jung-woo.

She showed me Meng Ho’s fake phone: “This phone has a virtual locator simulation, and if it is connected to a charger, it shows where it really is, where it goes and where it is.” That’s why the police stepped up their patrols, and it’s all done. I’m sorry.

I tested the phone the other day. It didn’t even have a virtual location.

If it’s loaded, it must be these days.

She must have done it after Jung didn’t find her boss.

She wants to blame.

Whether she acts with me or with my mother, she protects me.

Just like Meng Ho, protecting me.

The first rule of undercover is to protect people who can support the big picture.

Meng-ho once told me a story where he said there were two undercovers, A and B, B and B, and A was a double undercover, A to protect B, and he didn’t tell B the truth until he died, and instead made B think he was a bad guy.

Meng-ho knew that I was the first person in the world, that I might have thought that Hsui-Chong would have hurt me, so he left a warning.

He wanted me to stay away from Xu Ching.

They put all the chips on me.

They were ready for sacrifice.

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Monk Ho is undercover, Xu Ching is double undercover.

What am I, Lily?

I thought about it with my head and never remember.

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Late in the night, my cell phone received a request for permission to associate.

I guess the police.

Once agreed, the message is still sent in the form of a photo and text: [Five days later, our police will launch an attack, and if you can, Comrade Zheng Lin, I hope you will find an opportunity to meet us. _Other Organiser

My heart is warm: [All right, Zheng Yuan has recently planned to use the China-Myanmar oil corridor to hide the transportation of organs. We will meet at the Chinese pipeline near Kachin State.] _Other Organiser

After that, I’m still returning the picture.

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Since then, under the pretext of delays in the transport of organs by sea, I have personally visited, secretly met with members of the police and finalized a new plan.

Even though Zheng was more careful, she could not guess that her daughter had betrayed herself in a situation where she had recovered her second personality and had worked hard.

Three days later, the border patrol police withdrew.

Jung is in a better mood.

She felt that the police could not find it because the base camp was in the middle of the mountains and was not well located.

I didn’t know it was me who fired smoke bombs to lower her guard.

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A day later, Zheng Yuan met to discuss how to deal with Qing.

She decided to make Xu Ching the same as Mon-ho.

This time, I won’t give her a chance.

I’ll keep Xu Ching alive and I’ll put her in trouble.

I stand against her: “Hu Ching is a man, she has contacts with the police, get information and kill. We have plenty of time…”

“How did I find you left behind, Zheng Lin?” If you do this again, I will punish you. I’m sorry.

I stood up and grabbed her wrist: “Punishment? You’ve got that power. Nan is better than you, right? If it wasn’t for you to kill him and blame Meng-ho he’d still be alive! I’m sorry.

“What did you say? I’m sorry.

She sits across the street with many men who have followed Nan.

Just a few words would make the atmosphere dangerous.

She wanted to put me in danger, and I gave her back.

Nan’s men were standing at the table at once.

I laughed, “I don’t think you deserve to be the leader of a trafficking ring, but you’ve got no other power. I’m sorry.

Zheng Yuan looked at me and looked at me in an inch: “You’re shaking their faith in me? I’m sorry.

I laughed and threw a recording.

That’s where I found Xu Ching last night and asked her to make a deliberate statement.

She said: Zheng Zheng Zhou instigated me to kill Nan, and then caused Mon-ho to rise up for himself.

She said, ‘She was not an undercover, and Zheng Zhou could not find an undercover, and then she confessed.’

She said, ‘It is Zheng Yuan who is the undercover.’

Although all of this is false, it is enough to cause a wave.

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After all, Jung-ho left the trafficking ring for too long.

It’s all Nan’s business.

Her reputation here is low, and as soon as I show up, Nan is dead, and now her land transport logistics is on its back.

It’s just when everyone’s yelling.

I threw out my cell phone, which contained some forged material about Zheng Joo’s defection to the police.

I don’t care if it’s true or not.

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Late at night, Zheng Yuan came to me.

She came to question me.

I asked her to use the Shenzhou Journal in exchange for me to re-establish her group trust.

Jung-ho gave it to me.

The latter part of the report describes the treatment of my illness.

Chapter 3025:

Lily’s recent treatment of Zheng Lin has been very effective. She doesn’t want to be a bad person. I’m guessing she’s about to recover as a first person. She wants to be a good person.

Chapter 3040:

Lily was actually an undercover, but she betrayed the police, and she became a total bad man… For the price of Zheng Lin’s treatment, I promised to help her out of the trafficking ring and to pay her back, she had leukaemia, and she probably died soon. _Other Organiser

Why would I automatically write Lily’s signature, since Lily was someone else, and it’s exactly the same handwriting as Nan’s collection?

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I wrinkled and pretended to say yes.

“I don’t believe you! Is your first personality still in your head? I’m sorry.

I shook my head, “Didn’t you test it? I’m sorry.

I coughed hard, and there was blood on my hands.

I paused, and JUNG laughed, “The drug you took was not something like a “pussing potion” but a mixture of broken lungs… I think you’ve lost half your lungs, don’t you think? Are you telling the truth? What I need is to hold you back, you’re harmless to me, and I’ll give you the antidote. I’m sorry.

I watched her carefully and suddenly remembered what I said with Nan.

Genetic schizophrenia!

Zheng Yuan is also schizophrenic, but she has never been treated.

Oh, just.

To deal with crazy people, you need crazy talk.

I kept pretending to be threatened.

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The following day, I did not clarify for her, but sat down completely against her group.

The group demanded that she be kicked out, and Zheng Yuan disagreed: “Don’t you want an antidote? I’m sorry.

I said, “Do you know that I have only half a lung?” I’m sorry.

Jung-hoon looked at me incredibly.

She doesn’t understand.

Then Zheng Wen was tied down by the group and put into the trap.

The same way Meng Ho was treated — the end of the traitor.

Next thing you know, they’re gonna deal with me.

Unfortunately, the police are about to raid.

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Late at night, I’ll bring out Xu.

She shut down her home base early warning system.

At 2 a.m., Chinese police joined some local armed raids in Myanmar.

Guards inside the camp were beaten up.

There was a heavy exchange of fire.

I command other senior and part-time personnel to escape to the Central Myanmar oil pipeline, where transport vehicles are available, leaving only two or three top commands.

Those inside the first order: “The girls who are being trafficked should be shot, shot, poisoned, in short, not left alive…”

I appeared to have promised to shut the brakes off from the outside when the group entered the elevator and sealed them in the elevator.

While fighting took place, I opened the gates of the dungeons to keep the girls away from the escape route and ran along the north, where many police officers responded.

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Make it all right, I’ll meet Hwang.

Hsu Ching is still weak.

I took the gun and let her come with me.

If we don’t go, they’ll kill us soon after they find out.

The sky was suddenly “blowing” like a storm.

I ran north with Xu Ching.

Slowly, I’m out of strength.

There’s a shot coming in the back. There’s someone else coming.

I pulled the sun around the bamboo forest and breathed. When you used to swim, I was behind you add cheers, and I said, erm… ..don’t look back at the other rivals… and this time, too… ..don’t look back, run forward, whatever you hear.”

Hsu Chiung said yes.

I’m happy to laugh: “Remember what I’m saying right now, my mother’s computer code has changed to your birthday, because once it’s entered wrong, the disk will be emptied, and I’ll lock the computer in the safe, and you’ll take the police to find it and open it. I’m sorry.

Hwang nods his head.

There were shots coming back and my heart jumped.

I’m still working my ass off to catch up.

She ran fast.

Another shot, and I shouted, “…help me… help me look at Kunming’s sky, look at Beijing’s flag and help me live.”

But she didn’t seem to hear it.

My girl, that was fast.

Her back seems to be fading in the eye.

Bang…

I heard shots.

I think I saw Shenzhou, and Mun-ho, and the Lily — the same woman I look.

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End:

Jung Lin is dead.

There was a lot of rain that summer in Myanmar and lightning.

The day she died, the rain was particularly heavy.

Her hand was guarded on a hill, where a flower was opened, called the Dragon Boat.

Her face was also full of rain, as white as paper, which washed to the north, which was the direction of her home.

She’s home in Beijing.

It’s a place where people are looking for the five-star red flag.

She had a flag in her arms.

The police who found her picked her up, and a policewoman shot her in the face, “Jong Lin…”

She closed her eyes and didn’t respond.

The policewoman shouted, “Jong Lin…”

She’s still closed.

The policewoman then shouted, “Jen…” The policewoman’s voice began to swallow, and tears were already full of tears, and she was too light and almost thin.

The policewoman covered her lips, but she couldn’t bear to cry. She took out the flag in her arms, covered her cold body, and pulled away her messy hair: “We have come to take you home, and your task is done.” Zheng Lin, we, come, take you home, I…”

The policewoman couldn’t cry … After that, there was nothing but a “ho-ho-ho”.

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The time of Zheng Lin’s death was officially assumed to be 18 June 2019 and 28 years old.

She was buried in Kunming, a four-seasonly spring.

She will sleep under the ground with those who protect the country, silent and dedicated.

She won’t be alone anymore.

In order to protect Zheng Lin ‘ s family, the police concealed Zheng Lin ‘ s identity information, with only one codename: 0.

But her name will remain in the hearts of those who have experienced it.

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Hsiang’s ending:

Fifty years later, the detective class.

A white-haired professor stood in the classroom talking about one of the greatest undercovers of the new century.

She’s telling a story called “0”.

On the big screen, there’s a real edition of the famous journal of Shenzhou in the field of investigation.

Journal Chapter 3025:

Today is the sixth year I’ve been in a trafficking organization.

In addition to myself, I have an ally who suffers from schizophrenia and is not stable, but who was cured by me and her second personality, Lily, daughter of Jung-sung, the head of the Transnational Organ Trafficking Organization, whose name is Zheng Lin.

Today, it’s her second year in a trafficking organization.

Chapter 3040:

The insides of a trafficking ring are too much.

Nan is robbing the British market with Zheng Sung.

I know I’m probably gonna have to die.

But I can’t reveal my cover.

That would affect Zheng Lin.

Then she will replace me in my unfinished business.

My diary will be locked in the bank safe and handed over to the police.

Please believe that Zheng Lin will make a perfect plan and even deceive the police.

The diary was handed over to the police on June 18, 2020, when it coincided with the first anniversary of Zheng Lin ‘ s death.

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The bank said that the diary had been sent by the Swiss bank and deposited by a client named Lily-zheng.

It was only then that a group of police officers quickly contrasted the handwriting of Zheng Lin and Shenzhou and found that they were identical.

Turns out that the diary in the base camp was half-real, Zheng Lin imitated Shenzhou’s notes and tampered with some of them to confuse Nam.

The whole police station is silent.

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With the diary, there was also a video.

Zheng Lin’s oath was opened.

She looks serious, heading east.

Standing next to Shenzhou.

Shenzhou said: “Same Zheng Lin, repeat your oath. I’m sorry.

Zheng Lin’s young face was unswerving and unswerving, and she raised her hand to the temple, saying, “I will always be faithful to my motherland and guard it’s people, and I will dedicate my life to this land, and I will not retreat nor hesitate…”

Shenzhou talks about tears in his eyes: “Okay! You are qualified, Comrade Zheng Lin. I’m sorry.

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The last two paragraphs of the tape are Zheng Lin’s monologue.

She sat in a chair, quiet and gentle.

She looked at the camera and laughed sweetly.

First paragraph:

I’m 20 years old and I’m suffering from genetic schizophrenia. I’m called Jung Lin first and Lily second. Lily is a doctor, stronger and better known as an undercover, and Lily is trying to treat herself, and she’s turning herself into the first person, and Lily is also Zheng Yu’s favorite personality, and she’s asking Shenzhou to evaluate the effect of the treatment, and Shenzhou is going to put it in her diary.

Second paragraph:

[I was stimulated by the death of Shenzhou, and I was infected with an unknown virus, half of my lungs, about five years old…] So I made a plan, and I hid the exact time of his death from the police, and the information that he sent back was essentially mine, including a suggestion to spy on Meng Ho as an informant and lure her to base camp. When I become Zheng Lin, I will find the opportunity to become Mon-ho, Xu Ching’s classmate… If you see this video, you take my advice on behalf of the police, and I contact Nan as Lily and give him the fake Shenzhou Journal, hoping my plan will succeed…

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Let’s finish.

She said, “That’s when she told me to run, and I kept running, and I wanted to run fast, first, I didn’t even look at her, and when I looked at her again, she was lying on the floor, and she was my sister, and I left her.”

The students watched the old professor, “0” undercover twice, and the second one undercover, and she lied to everyone? Right, Professor?”

The clear nods, and suddenly there’s a tumble.

She seems to have seen the girl.

Case number: YX11mRPxPNR

I don’t know.

Keep your eyes on the road.