The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Everything for today.

It is destined to become your lifelong nightmare.

George Watt admitted defeat. He knew that, in the words here, it was called admitting defeat. He didn't want to go through this kind of mental torture anymore.

Originally, he wanted to hold out until Britain intervened, and use the mediation of the diplomatic department to strive for something, or make an exchange, so that at least he could return alive.

Who would have thought that this would happen? His death was announced directly in the newspaper. Everyone was stunned.

How can I resist? To the outside world, I am dead. If I really hand over the body, the fake death may become real death.

Whether he died from torture or really died from radiation sickness.

According to the usual practice of the gentlemen in Downing Street, the mission was not completed and he was caught red-handed. The most likely result is that he took the initiative to put the blame on the corpse or even on his own head.

He knew the conduct of those London officials, and his faith collapsed in an instant.

The retreat route was cut off by a knife, and the foreigner's golden body was smashed to pieces. What was the point of resisting?

Perhaps, the gentlemen in London might doubt the authenticity of the death news.

But the importance of making the country take responsibility must outweigh my own safety. In order to make me shut up forever, there is a high probability that they will urge me to hand over the body as soon as possible, and use the hands of the people here to make me really shut up.

If you don't tell me, someone might die.

In the end, everyone is happy and I am happy, the misunderstandings on both sides are resolved, and a world is achieved where he is the only one hurt.

The soldering iron was put back on the stove. Li Feng clasped his hands in his arms, stood by the stove, and watched coldly as Mr. Watt poured the beans out of the bamboo tube.

"Name~!"

"George Watt~!"

"I'm from London, England. I'm not a technical expert. Before I became an MI6 employee, I was a secret police officer of Scotland Yard (Metropolitan Police Department), responsible for Lord Street (London's Chinatown). This operation...!"

Once the psychological defense line was breached, Watt's spirit suddenly became much weaker. He faced the recorder cautiously, and stared at Li Feng with lingering fear in the corner of his eye. Mainly, this guy was too scary.

Even the place where the two people exchanged suitcases was revealed. In his eyes, that meant that he had been targeted for a long time.

Now that he's here, it's no wonder they dared to shoot him at the airport.

"Wait~!"

Li Feng cleared his throat, and this sound made Watt tremble uncontrollably. This guy was more vicious and cunning than the devil.

"What is Military Intelligence Six (MI6)?"

"Army Intelligence Division Six~!"

Watt was a little surprised and looked at Li Feng timidly. Maybe the previous deterrence was still there, so he honestly reported the name of his unit. It was a famous foreign intelligence agency, so it was normal that the officials here did not know about it.

"I haven't been in the company long. They hired me because I have been in charge of Chinatown work and have the language advantage!"

Seeing Li Feng's dangerous look, Watt quickly waved his hands to distance himself from the matter.

It can be said that because of this gentleman's performance today, he finally changed his image of the yellow race being weak and vulnerable.

"MI6, is there a man with dark brown hair, about or years old, your colleague, who drives a luxury car and brings a woman with him? He is very eye-catching!"

"How do you say high profile and flamboyant in English?"

"High-profile~!"

Li Feng tilted his head and looked at the interrogator who knew English. He had a bitter face and didn't know whether Li Feng's question was related to the case, but he still gave a suitable word. The silly foreigner must have understood the word and pondered for a moment.

"Codename 007, MI6 ace agent. You should be asking about him. I have never seen him. I have only heard of him. He only likes to flaunt when he is on a mission."

One is an ace agent who is being trained with emphasis, and the other joined halfway from Scotland Yard just because he can speak Chinese. Damn it, he would not be sent for such a dangerous mission or in such a dangerous place.

"Okay, remember this name, or code name"

Li Feng nodded, then stepped back to the side and knocked on the one-way glass on the side, signaling the people inside to remember the code.

This guy sent gypsies to steal a submarine toy. Li Feng encountered him when he went abroad to track him. He had already recognized it as Bond at that time, but he was not supposed to know Bond's name or even his code name.

He still remembers this debt. Even if Li Feng cannot pay it back, as a national intelligence department, he will always find an opportunity to get it back in the future.

"Who is the composition of your intelligence team~?"

After getting the general idea, the interrogators gradually started to get to the point. Expecting to find the number one target at the Capital Station through sketches was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Target number one must be captured, and the intelligence team behind George Watt must also be captured.

"The name of the organization is Canary, but I don't know who is in it...!"

Watt began to hesitate again. The consequences of betraying the organization would be disastrous no matter where he went. At least, even if he could survive, he might not be able to return to London.

"Look at your right hand. Is this caused by us? You'd better think it over carefully~!"

Seeing that Watt was starting to have problems again, Li Feng grabbed his right wrist with one hand and pressed the back of his head with the other, allowing him to see the consequences of radiation burns up close.

"Your country is deceiving you, and your organization is also deceiving you. They told you that this mission is not too dangerous. As long as you come here and serve as a technician, and then take the things out, you can go home. Yes, they must have told you so~!"

"But in fact, you were almost killed by them. Look at your damn right hand. If we hadn't stopped you, when you returned to MI6 with the damn box, your right hand would have to be amputated. The excessive radiation would cause you to live no more than two years~!"

"You will eventually fall into a coma due to infection and blood loss. You can only lie in bed, struggling to survive until death comes. There is no medicine to treat nuclear radiation. And those officials are so happy about the box you brought back, because you helped them get promoted and also gave them honor~!"

"In the end, you will be forgotten by everyone, George Watt, He is who (who is he), oh, that bug from Scotland Yard, he has returned to his sewer, those people will continue to toast, savoring the joy you brought them back, behind them is a luxurious banquet~!"

"And you, in order to avoid excessive radiation in your body, will be locked in a lead coffin and thrown into the sea, or will you watch yourself turn into a pile of rotten meat and make the final scientific contribution to nuclear radiation?"

The seduction and instigation from Li Feng's words made Watt's head explode instantly.

All that was left in sight was the right palm covered with iodine. In order to avoid friction, extensive peeling remained on it. The new skin was dark in color and very tender. Although it did not hurt, it did not look like a normal person's palm.

Watt trembled all over, not knowing whether Li Feng's words had touched a sore spot. He clenched his left fist and slammed it hard on the table.

He knew that what the man in front of him said was true. The people at the airport were wearing protective clothing, the flashing red lights of the Geiger counters, the piercing alarms. In contrast, the organization had not prepared anything for him.

The feeding tools in the box were his only equipment. Once he opened the box and started feeding the mice, he would be in close contact with the dust brought by the mice. Under the invisible influence, even if he succeeded in bringing them out, he would be destined to become the only victim of this action.

"Are you willing, you stinky bug from Scotland Yard? The gentlemen in Downing Street continue to enjoy the feasting and revelry, what does it have to do with you? From the moment you were sent here, you were destined to be a pitiful victim. Your mother will lose you as a son, and your wife will lose you as a husband~!"

"Think about it, your mother loves you very much, but you were deceived and died helplessly. Your mother will be very sad. She will never know how her son died~!"

"Give me a name, I just need a name, tell me, hand those damn liars and those hypocritical gentlemen over to us, tear off their ugly masks, they are the ones who should be hanged~!"

Li Feng looked at Watt's lifeless eyes, put his head close to his ear, and reminded him softly, as if the devil was whispering.

Then she looked straight into his eyes, as if she could see through his heart.

"Lutz von Hüderling, Peter Decart." (End of chapter)