Reborn in 1993, Dark Sea

The killer, whose trachea had been slit, coughed for more than 20 minutes before slowly dying. The whole scene was extremely gruesome and terrifying. The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, and within a meter or two in front of the corpse, there was a strange purplish-red glow.

An Xiaohai sighed inwardly. Everything he had just said was something he had learned from Doctor Yu before leaving, and even the scalpel was something he had taken from him.

If Dr. Yu knew that the scalpel he used to save lives had ended a person's life, I wonder what he would think.

An Xiaohai glanced at the reactions of the four people he had brought. Only the Wild Man looked calm, while the other three were clearly on the verge of collapse, especially Zhou Xun, whose forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Alright, I've already demonstrated. There are exactly four people left here. It's your turn," An Xiaohai hardened his heart and gave the order.

The savage grinned, stepped forward and stood behind one of the men. He grabbed the man's hair with his left hand and drew a curved knife from his waist with his right, slashing the man's neck without hesitation.

Blood spurted out instantly, and the man's body began to convulse violently.

The savage kept pulling on his hair until he fell silent, then released his head, wiped the blood off the knife from the man's body, and swaggered back.

If what had just happened was a long ordeal, the savage's methods gave everyone a violent sensory shock.

The splattering blood, the agonizing convulsions, and the terrifying smile on the savage's face combined to create a soul-stirring shock.

A living, breathing person was slaughtered by being held by the head, just like a chicken.

"Ahhh!..."

Several assassins, unable to withstand the pressure, screamed desperately. Although they had undergone similar training, at this moment, they truly understood the fear and pain of the victims.

An Xiaohai glanced at the other three with some concern. Alahan was alright; apart from having more cold sweat on his forehead, there was nothing else wrong with him.

Ahmed's face was flushed, which was a stress response; his problem shouldn't be too serious.

Zhou Xun was in the worst condition; his face was deathly pale and he was drenched in cold sweat. An Xiaohai was really worried that he would be unable to hold back his vomiting.

An Xiaohai had anticipated that the kind-hearted Zhou Xun might not be able to handle the scene, and originally didn't want him to come in, but Zhou Meng interfered and forced him to come in.

"What are you standing there for?!" An Xiaohai asked, hardening his heart, his eyes turning dangerous.

Alahan and Ahmed gritted their teeth and stepped forward to finish off the two assassins, choosing to sever their carotid arteries in the shortest possible time.

Seeing Zhou Xun swaying precariously, An Xiaohai was thinking about whether to use the excuse of failing the test to drag him out. But then Zhou Xun suddenly rushed forward, pulled out a dagger, and accurately stabbed the man in the heart. After pulling out the dagger, she stabbed him again from behind, stabbing him in the back of the head through the neck.

Zhou Xun ended that person's life in the shortest amount of time and with the least amount of pain.

Zhou Xun released the dagger and quickly walked back, constantly wiping the blood splattered on her body with her hands, as if trying to wipe away all her sins.

"Remember that time? That time in prison? If we had been caught, they would have been much worse than us!" Seeing Zhou Xun's tears were about to fall, An Xiaohai suddenly spoke, his voice icy:

"Everyone must understand this clearly: you can die, but you must never fall into the hands of the enemy. Otherwise, you might very well be praying for that kind of ending!"

Zhou Xun was slightly taken aback. Of course, he knew exactly what An Xiaohai meant by the time he mentioned prison.

Thinking of his comrades' tragic state and the blood and fire of that night, Zhou Xun felt much better. He stopped wiping the blood off his body, wiped his hands on his pants, and stood behind An Xiaohai.

An Xiaohai propped himself up on his knees and stood up: "Alright, you've passed the first test. Now for the second test, good luck!"

"You!" An Xiaohai pointed at Zhou Xun: "Although you took down the target, you didn't follow my instructions. I'll deduct one point from your score. Do you understand what that means?"

"Understood!" Zhou Xun nodded.

"Good that you understand. You have half an hour. If you get the results within half an hour, you've passed the test," An Xiaohai said and walked towards the warehouse door. The masked man standing at the door quickly opened the iron gate for him.

As the iron gate slammed shut, Zhou Xun and the others each grabbed one of the assassins and dragged them into a small cubicle.

Outside the warehouse, An Xiaohai suppressed the turmoil in his heart, took a cigarette and put it in his mouth. His hands were trembling, and he couldn't light the cigarette after two attempts. Just as he was about to light it for the third time, a lit lighter was offered to him.

It's Zhou Meng.

"Useless thing!" Zhou Meng muttered under his breath after lighting a cigarette for An Xiaohai.

"Uncle Zhou! Do you really think I'm heartless?"

"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about that kid, the useless piece of trash!" Zhou Meng's eyes bulged, and he angrily stuffed the lighter into his pocket.

"I don't think you can say that about him. Zhou Xun is a warrior. This is not a battlefield. It's normal that he can't bear to do it."

"You're actually taking his side?! How can this not be a battlefield? Besides, who are those people?! Forget it, I'm not going to argue with you about this anymore. Everything's ready, come on over!"

Zhou Meng stormed off, and An Xiaohai took two deep drags on his cigarette before following him.

Zhou Meng led An Xiaohai around to the side of the warehouse, where there was a small door leading to a small monitoring room. The monitor showed Zhou Xun and others interrogating four Japanese assassins.

The reason for staging this whole thing was to obtain the hand gestures used by the assassins in various areas of Caos to identify themselves; this method was a last resort.

Based on previous experience dealing with the Caos killers, these people are all die-hards who are prone to suicide, making it extremely difficult to extract useful information from them.

An Xiaohai's first task was to break down their psychological defenses.

Once these people are captured, the surveillance is not actually that tight. If they really want to commit suicide, they still have a chance. Those who do not commit suicide are easier to break through.

None of the nine Japanese Caos assassins chose to commit suicide; this is the first layer of screening.

As soon as An Xiaohai entered the warehouse, he made them raise their heads; it was the second layer of screening.

Assassins chosen to carry out missions in China should at least know some Chinese; otherwise, they'll be unable to move an inch. Those who obediently raise their heads indicate they still hold hope and are somewhat cooperative; those who pretend not to understand are harboring rebellious intentions.

In that case, let's use these people for a third round of screening.

The purpose of making it look like training assassins was twofold: first, to frame Ahn Cheol-ho; second, to lower the assassins' guard and provide a rationale for their actions.

Caos assassins certainly wouldn't want to cooperate with the authorities, but if they encountered another assassin organization, they might just give in.

After all, this is a feud between gangsters. If they have a chance to get out alive, their organization won't be too harsh on them when they investigate in the future. There might still be a glimmer of hope.

This is the underlying logic of this operation.

The four television sets corresponded to four interrogation scenes. Three of the scenes appeared somewhat violent and bloody, but the fourth scene was completely different, looking exceptionally harmonious. An Xiaohai's attention was mostly focused on the fourth scene.

The fourth scene features Zhou Xun and Igawa Jiro.

Jiro Igawa was explaining to Zhou Xun in broken Chinese the interrogation gestures used by the Caos assassins in various areas.