Battlefield Contractor

"What's wrong, boss?" Scarface heard Lin Rui's voice, and immediately walked over.

"Re-interrogate Emil. This person is not that simple." Lin Rui said immediately.

"Okay, I'll bring him here at once." Scar nodded. A few minutes later, he took two mercenaries and escorted Emil to Lin Rui.

"Sit down." Lin Rui said very concisely.

Emil sat down in front of him with his head down, "I've said everything that should be said. What do you want?"

"Have you really said it all? Emil, maybe I should call you Isad. The CIA's undercover agent in Africa.

I think the resumes of your participation in terrorist organizations should be forged or used to cover your true identity. Lin Rui whispered.

Ishad raised his head, the despair and frustration on his face had been swept away, replaced by a cold smile.

"Your work efficiency is really high enough. I found my true identity so quickly. I am also very curious. How did you find out?" Isad said coldly.

"So you admit it?" Lin Rui looked at him.

"Yes. So what? I'm just an agent. I heard that you are going to hand me over to the Malian government?

To be honest, it was just a waste of effort, just a phone call, I can be released from them. The Americans still use me, so they will help me solve it.

So if you don't let me go, it is the result. "Isad looked at Lin Rui coldly.

"I'm afraid, I haven't finished speaking yet. In addition to these two levels of identity, you probably have another level of identity." Lin Rui stared at this Isad firmly.

"Oh, what else do I have? I don't even remember it myself." Ishad smiled mockingly.

"You are a member of the secret agency, and they are ambushing inside the CIA.

It's really interesting to think of it. You drink some extreme organizations and have close contacts, because you are a CIA agent who is ambushing in Africa.

And you are in the CIA, but you are helping the secret agency to inquire about intelligence. You are a multiple spy. The secret society organization is your real boss. "Lin Rui said calmly.

"Are you making up a story? But this story is not interesting at all, it's too old-fashioned." Isad shook his head. "I don't want to answer any more questions, please take me back."

"Sit down first and listen to my last few words. You can decide if you don't speak at that time." Lin Rui smiled.

Isad glanced at Lin Rui, "What do you want to say? I don't care what you say."

"The more a person's secret identity, the more he has more concerns. I don't believe you don't care.

Once your identity is pierced, every force can make you dead.

If the extreme terrorist organizations in Africa know that you are a spy for the CIA, do you think they will let you go?

There is also the CIA. If they know that you are helping a third party, how do you think they will treat you? You must have heard of how they deal with the methods of defecting agents.

Even if you take a step back, they don't believe you are helping the secret society. But your identity has been exposed, you have lost the meaning of existence.

The same is true for the secret society. Once you sign up, you must die. Because they never believe that any living person can keep a secret. In contrast, dead people are much more reliable.

As long as I want, I can reveal all your identities. When the time comes, even if I want to let you escape, you dare not leave. Because you know in your heart, those people are much scarier than me. "Lin Rui said coldly.

Although Isard was still smiling, the corners of his mouth were obviously twitching, and there was no smile in his eyes.

"If you don't want me to do this, you'd better be obedient and tell me everything I want to know." Lin Rui lit a cigarette and sat across from him looking at him.

"You want to drive me to a dead end?" Ishad whispered, "I am the strongest fighter in the organization. Don't think that I will give in."

Lin Rui laughed loudly, "You are not a warrior, you and warriors have no contact at all. What is a warrior? A person whose goal is to fight.

And you are just a despicable spy, a spy without shame and principle. He is also a multifaceted spy who lives by betrayal and betrayal.

No matter how high-sounding you say, it will not change your personality. I have long felt that you are not so simple, the truth is that I guessed it right.

And you have fallen into my hands. "

Lin Rui's words were like sharp spikes, which deeply stung Ishad. Ishad gritted his teeth and said, "Do you think I'm afraid of death? Then you probably don't know me much.

I have never been afraid of death, and I am the most determined fighter in the organization. The big deal is death, I have nothing to fear. "

"Want to die? I'm afraid it's not that easy. Once your identity is exposed, no one dares to let you die easily in the three camps you work for.

Because they don't know how much you betrayed them. They will find a way to get you back, and then try to torture you.

Find out how much information you have betrayed. No matter how much you explain, they will think you are not enough. You want to die, can you do it? "Lin Rui sneered looking at him.

"You... mean!" Ishad gritted his teeth.

"Despicable only describes a person's conduct, and what I do has nothing to do with personal conduct. I am a soldier, and war only cares about winning or losing, not moral character." Lin Rui looked at him coldly.

"What do you want?" Isad looked at Lin Rui and said.

"You have two choices now. One is to tell me everything you know. Then I can deliberately assume that I don't know your identity.

I will hand you over to the Malian authorities tomorrow. In your special capacity, people from the CIA will definitely help you mediate. Maybe I will hand you over to the Malian authorities tomorrow morning, and you will be able to come out before the evening.

Of course, you can also make another choice, which is to resist me to the end.

In this case, I will spread your identity and everyone will know that you are a despicable multifaceted spy.

I will throw you on the street, and if I let you go in the morning, you will fall into one of the hands in the afternoon.

Maybe it's a secret agency, maybe it's the CIA, maybe it's the terrorist organizations you've worked with. They will try to figure out from you how much information you have betrayed.

The person who toss you is not like a human, and a ghost is not like a ghost, and they will not be satisfied finally, because no one will believe that a person who has betrayed him.

In our age, trust between people is simply a scarce commodity. As long as a person betrays once, there will be no more trust. "