After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Yi slowly opened his eyes and regained consciousness. He found himself in a small, dark room.

He felt a splitting headache and tried hard to recall what happened before he fell into a coma. His eyes suddenly widened and he looked around vigilantly.

The room was dimly lit, and he could barely make out a row of iron fences not far away. Through there, he could vaguely see the emergency lights in the corridor emitting a faint green light.

Zhang Yi tried to stand up, but his body was extremely weak. He approached the iron fence with difficulty, grabbed the railing with his hands, and looked out.

The scene outside made his heart sink; this was obviously a secret prison.

He began to wonder why he was imprisoned here, who brought him here, and what was the purpose?

Just then, the sound of footsteps came from a distance, which was particularly clear in the silent environment.

Zhang Yi's heartbeat accelerated instantly. He pressed against the wall, nervously waiting for the other person to appear.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Zhang Yi's nerves were tense to the extreme. Finally, a figure appeared in his sight.

The person who came was a man wearing glasses, wearing a black uniform, with a grim face and holding a folder in his hand.

Zhang Yi was not unfamiliar with this person, as he was Lan Xincheng, Zhu Zheng's assistant.

Is it really Zhu Zheng? So they arrested him and brought him here to target Deng Shentong?

Zhang Yi stared at the other person, trying to interpret some information from his expression.

However, Lan Xincheng just looked at him expressionlessly, then opened the folder and read out his name.

"Zhang Yi, your identity is unknown. You are suspected to be a spy from Japan. You are secretly colluding with Deng Shentong, the captain of the God Squad, and want to steal confidential information from our Jiangnan region." The voice of the man in black was cold and ruthless.

Zhang Yi's heart was shocked. He had no idea how all these charges were put on him and Deng Shentong:

"I'm not……"

He tried to explain, but the man in black interrupted him.

"Your defense will be made in due course. For now, you just need to stay here."

After saying this, the man in black turned and left, leaving Zhang Yi in the darkness in deep confusion and fear.

Zhang Yi looked at the receding figure and asked, "What on earth is going on? How did I become a spy? And a spy for Japan?"

He rubbed his temples, trying to recall everything that had happened recently.

"Could it be..." Zhang Yi suddenly thought of something. Deng Shentong is now fully grown, and he has been competing with Zhu Zheng for a long time.

Even in the minds of the people of Blizzard City, the young and powerful Deng Shentong was the popular choice, while Zhu Zheng was gradually overshadowed by his dazzling light and faded out of people's sight.

If all this is Zhu Zheng's way of targeting Deng Shentong, then it all makes sense.

Zhang Yi's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat. He bit his nails subconsciously, and a panic surged in his heart.

It must be admitted that Zhu Zheng had hit upon this mistake. Zhang Yi really couldn't produce any evidence to prove his innocence.

If they forcibly put the hat of "Neon spy" on Zhang Yi's head, he would have no way to defend himself.

As for Deng Shentong, it is even more impossible that he has anything to do with him.

After all, it was still unclear whether Deng Shentong knew Zhang Yi's true identity. If he rashly tried to rescue him under such circumstances, wouldn't that be an admission of guilt?

The word "Neon" is like a bomb in the Jiangnan region. Whether it is the Eclipse Organization or the God of Love, every incident has cast a heavy shadow on the people of Blizzard City. And these incidents were all solved by Deng Shentong without exception, so his prestige is so high.

If someone suddenly comes out and says that Deng Shentong is colluding with Neon, it may sound hard to believe at first, but upon closer inspection, it does seem to make sense.

The more perfect something is, the easier it is for people to subconsciously explore its dark side. Obviously, Zhu Zheng seized on this point and tried to reverse the situation in one fell swoop.

Zhang Yi subconsciously grasped the small white bone on the collar tightly, his mind working rapidly, trying to resolve the situation.

In fact, it is very simple to prove that he is not a spy. All you have to do is use a truth serum and then record your confession publicly. However, Zhang Yi cannot use this method because he has too many secrets in his heart.

If Zhu Zheng asked about Deng Shentong, he couldn't guarantee what answer he would give in his out-of-control state.

If he made a slip of the tongue in front of the jury, Deng Shentong would still be humiliated because of him. This result was exactly what Zhu Zheng wanted.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He had to find a way to get out of the current predicament and not let Zhu Zheng's conspiracy succeed.

……

In fact, everything Zhang Yi worried about was unnecessary for Zhu Zheng.

At this moment, Zhu Zheng was sitting in his seat, drinking tea leisurely, in a very happy mood.

Because he had just learned that Zhang Yi had been detained, which made him extremely excited.

Zhu Zheng smiled as he watched Zhang Yi's panicked look on the surveillance camera, his heart filled with pride and satisfaction.

"Haha!" Zhu Zheng suddenly sneered disdainfully, as if he was laughing at Zhang Yi's stupidity.

In fact, Zhu Zheng did not need to use truth serum to obtain the so-called evidence.

As a commander, he had enough power and means to easily fabricate testimony in his favor.

He was already familiar with this little trick and could do it effortlessly. But Zhang Yi knew nothing about it and was still racking his brains to think of how to prove his innocence.

Zhu Zheng took a sip of tea with satisfaction, then slowly put down the teacup with a sly smile on his face.

His goal has never been such harmless rumors. He has bigger secrets of the Deng family in his hands.

Zhu Zheng is really concerned about the experiments conducted by the Deng family in secret and the mysterious flower garden.

If the boy surnamed Zhang was just an ordinary person, he could be easily executed if he was mistaken for a Japanese spy. Deng Shentong would not turn hostile just because of a servant, and he had to hurry to clarify that he did not know that this person was a Japanese spy.

Zhu Zheng was also betting that Zhang Yi's identity was not ordinary.

If Deng Shentong offered to rescue the person, wouldn't that just mean that this kid had mastered some unknown secret of the Deng family? It wouldn't be too late to use the truth serum then.

Not only that, he also had to ask Deng Shentong for something in exchange.

Anyway, the person is in his hands now, so he can put forward any conditions he wants and leave the problem to Deng Shentong to choose for himself.

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