The Divine Eye for Appreciating Treasures: Starting from Escape from Northern Myanmar

The existence of Starlink has solved many problems, including this assassination. If we still used Xia Country’s network communication, we would have become a corpse.

The people in Mossad are very good at assassinations and can think of all these methods. Therefore, some things must be controlled in one's own hands. It was wise not to sell Starlink in the first place.

Zhang Fan was also thankful. He came to the police station to see the interrogation situation. These three people were still stubborn and refused to confess.

Stepping into the slightly gloomy interrogation room of the police station, the air was filled with a tense and depressing atmosphere.

The dim light in the room shone on the faces of the three suspects handcuffed to chairs. There was a mixture of fear and indomitable spirit in their eyes.

These three people were obviously well-trained. Even when faced with tremendous pressure, they still gritted their teeth and tried to fight to the end.

Zhang Fan's eyes were as sharp as torches as he slowly swept over the three people. His eyes contained both unquestionable majesty and a sharp insight into people's hearts.

For these professionally trained agents or spies, conventional interrogation methods are often ineffective, and their weaknesses must be found in order to break through their psychological defenses.

"Do you think silence can protect your secrets?" Zhang Fan's voice was deep and powerful, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the three people's tense nerves. "But don't forget, there is no impenetrable wall in this world. What's more, what you are facing now is not only the sanctions of the law, but also the special care from your 'neighbors'."

Having said that, Zhang Fan deliberately paused, his eyes became even deeper, as if he could see into the deepest fear in people's hearts.

"Who is your neighbor? This name should be familiar to you, right? I think you have heard of their methods. If you continue to choose to remain silent, what awaits you will be an even harsher environment than this one, as well as their pervasive investigation methods."

As Zhang Fan finished his words, the atmosphere in the interrogation room suddenly dropped to freezing point.

The faces of the three men turned pale instantly, beads of sweat appeared on their foreheads, and their eyes began to waver.

They seemed to begin to realize that what they were facing was not just a simple interrogation, but a battle of life and death.

"Now, I'll give you one last chance." Zhang Fan's voice became even colder. "Either you confess and try to get leniency, or you'll be prepared to receive a 'special gift' from your 'neighbor'. The choice is yours, but remember that time is limited and the opportunity is fleeting."

After saying that, Zhang Fan turned around and was about to leave, leaving the three people with an unfathomable back.

At this moment, the air in the interrogation room seemed to freeze, and the only sounds that could be heard were the heavy breathing and heartbeats of the three people.

After a moment, someone finally spoke. The voice was trembling and weak, but it marked the turning point of this psychological battle.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Zhang Fan's lips, he had successfully found a breakthrough.

The subsequent interrogation will go more smoothly, and the conspiracies and secrets hidden in the dark will gradually surface.

One of them spoke, and the other two, although afraid, did not speak. In this case, someone was very interested.

I don't have time to waste here with them.

If you want to kill me this time, then wait for my revenge.

The whole world is watching.

How to retaliate is a science. You can't just retaliate. You also have to see how to achieve the maximum lethality.

Zhang Fan glanced at his phone and left the police station.

As night falls, the lights of Phoenix sway gently in the breeze, casting a mysterious and charming veil over this city where the ancient and modern are intertwined.

On such a quiet and beautiful night, Zhou Xiran stood on the threshold of the villa, as if she had become the gentlest bright spot in the night.

The silver dress she was wearing sparkled with a soft and noble light under the moonlight. The hem of her skirt swayed gently with her every subtle movement, like the rippling surface of a lake, both elegant and lively.

Zhou Xiran's hair was carefully styled into naturally drooping waves, and a few strands of hair gently brushed across her fair cheeks, adding a touch of casual charm to her.

There was a faint smile on her face, but the blush was like a newly blooming peach blossom, inadvertently revealing her inner shyness and expectation.

Whenever her eyes accidentally met Zhang Fan's, her bright eyes would flash with an even brighter light, as if she had thousands of words to say, but she swallowed them back shyly.

Zhang Fan walked towards Zhou Xiran step by step, and every step seemed to step on Zhou Xiran's heartstrings.

His eyes are gentle and deep, as if they can see into the deepest secrets of human heart.

When their eyes finally met, time seemed to freeze at this moment, everything around them became blurry and distant, leaving only the reflection in each other's eyes.

As Zhang Fan got closer, Zhou Xiran's heartbeat accelerated and the blush on her cheeks became more obvious.

She lowered her head slightly and fiddled with the tassels on her skirt with her fingers, trying to hide her inner panic and shyness.

But even so, the girlish feelings that radiated from the inside out still allowed everyone present to feel the innocence and beauty.

As you enter the villa, a warm and familiar atmosphere hits you.

In the kitchen, Zhou Xiran's father was busy preparing dinner. His figure looked particularly tall and kind under the light.

Hearing the footsteps of the two people, he turned around with a warm smile on his face: "It's a good time to eat and have a drink?" This sentence is both an invitation to the two of them and a tacit recognition of their relationship.

Zhang Fan nodded, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Of course, he knew that the visit of this super boss was not accidental, and his purpose was obvious - to lay the foundation for the future system of Phoenix, and at the same time to test his bottom line and position.

But Zhang Fan did not show any panic or anxiety, as if he had already made up his mind.

The dinner went very pleasantly. Zhou Xiran picked up food for Zhang Fan from time to time. The tacit understanding and sweetness between the two moved everyone present.

The bookish man didn't say much. It was impossible for a man of his level to reveal anything easily.

Every word and action represents the highest official attitude. This time, everything that should be said has been said, and everything that should be tested has been tested.

Stability is still the most important thing now.

"I'm drunk. I'm going to go upstairs to rest. You guys take your time eating."

The bookish man stood up and touched his head a little drunkenly.

Was drunk?

The two of them drank a pound of white wine. To reach his position, he must be able to drink more than that.

Seeing her father going upstairs, Zhou Xiran's cheeks turned even redder. I wonder what she was thinking about.

It seemed that the atmosphere was slowly becoming ambiguous.