fear game

Lance hung up the phone, and said to Qi Mo in the most calm and normal tone possible: "I'm going to the hut, Gu An wants to ask me for some advice..." He pretended to be mysterious and ambiguously smiled, "Some personal things about him and Coco Question. As you know, some people are easily addicted to doing that kind of thing. It’s refreshing to do it once in a while, but it’s hard for Gu An to pull people to do it all day long. He wants to ask me how to make Ke Ke Lighten up some of this addiction. You know, it’s better for me to go alone for this kind of private matter. Xiao Hei waits for me to come back obediently here, okay? "

Lance touched Qi Mo's cheek affectionately and coaxed him softly.It was thanks to him that he could come up with such a "reasonable" excuse, which was very real, but also able to get rid of Qi Mo without making people suspicious, and it could also explain why Gu An's voice was so soft when talking on the phone.

Qi Mo winked at Lance, and Lance couldn't understand whether there was belief or suspicion in those eyes.After Qi Mo said "yes", Lance immediately turned around with a guilty conscience, put on his clothes and left.Fortunately, at his strong request, Gu An had already added a ladder to the tree house where they lived temporarily.

When Lance entered the cabin, the godmother was not in the living room, and seemed to have gone to bed early in her own room.Gu An waited outside alone, stood up immediately when he saw Lance, and explained to him: "I know you must be curious, why did I call you here alone in the middle of the night. Please stay calm and listen to me —we caught a man."

So Gu An told Lance about a person with unknown identity and unknown purpose, who had probably been wandering around the edge of the forest for several days. The other party seemed to have some purpose and refused to leave for a long time. Tracking and monitoring someone, but not daring to get too close.Ke Ke was not there some time ago, so with the sensitivity of Gu An and Lance, they naturally did not notice his existence, but as soon as Ke Ke came back, he naturally felt the approach of strangers.With the level of agility he showed when he fought against Ke Ke, he was definitely not a simple character, and the opponent was actually carrying a gun.However, in terms of Ke Ke's proficiency in manipulating wolves, a gun in front of a group of ferocious wolves will definitely not get any cheap.After some fighting, the opponent could only be caught without a fight.At this moment, he is tied up in the room inside, and Ke Ke personally detains and guards him.Of course, Ke Ke tried all kinds of intimidation methods, but the other party just refused to explain anything. When Ke Ke was about to torture that person, the other party suddenly said: "Let Dr. Lan come, I have something to say, just Tell him."

Lance's heart trembled - he was basically sure that the pair of eyes stalking behind him that he would feel every time he left the hospital was this person.In this way, he really knows himself, and he is purposefully tracking and monitoring his every move.There was a rapid drumbeat in Lance's heart, getting faster and louder, and he seemed to be able to hear the answer that was about to surface - he had an intuition that the answer was about Qi Mo.

Lance collected himself, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door of the room.Ke Ke sat on the head of the bed, crossed her legs, and stared fiercely at the man whose hands were tied behind his back on the chair.Seeing Lance coming in, he got up and walked out. Before leaving, he still threatened: "Be honest! Since you have to explain, you should explain to Dr. Lan that you are satisfied, otherwise..." He tried hard Pushing the man's head, Lance felt that the man's neck was about to be broken by his hard push, "Master, you can't eat it! Our wolves like to eat you the most." Waste meat—eat it alive! Not even a bone will be left!"

The young man's eyes were very fierce, and Lance could see that the man tied to the chair really believed his words, and his expression was obviously a little frightened.

After Coco left, Lance sat tenderly on the edge of the bed, looking at the man, just like every time he started his psychological counseling conversation, trying not to make the other party feel oppressed, but trying to establish a smooth and relaxed communication atmosphere.

"What's your name?" Lance pushed his glasses calmly and asked in a friendly tone.

The other party was a middle-aged man who looked about 40 to [-] years old, wearing a simple gray shirt and gray trousers, the most common unobtrusive short hair, and his appearance was also the type that was buried in the crowd and could not be found at a glance—— The perfect stalker profile.

Lance suddenly had a little impression of this face.Perhaps, he had glimpsed such a face in the gaps between the dazzling array of food products across the shelves of a certain supermarket in Chinatown; In front of the Cantonese dim sum stall, the other party just happened to be standing there to buy a basket of steamed dumplings; maybe, in front of a convenience coffee shop in the terminal hall, the figure of this man once flashed in front of the coffee machine; maybe, In front of the small church collection box, this man with a public face once pretended to drop twenty dollars into it.But maybe the opponent's anti-reconnaissance level is too high, Lance's suspicious eyes never fell on that face.

"I don't have a name, I only have a code name. For convenience, you can call me K."

Dishonest and uncooperative, Lance didn't like his attitude very much.So he changed his tone and asked coldly, "How long have you been following me?"

Surprise flashed across the face of the other party for a moment, and then he quickly accepted the fact that Lance discovered his stalking: "I thought I was very careful and tried not to disturb you, but I didn't expect you to notice me .”

How do you say this, as if it is reasonable for people who follow and monitor others?Lance became even more angry: "Mr. K, right? If you insist on not cooperating, I believe you have heard what the young gentleman said just now. I can only choose to let his wolf talk to you. Oscar is that wolf who stands about as tall as you. Its teeth are sharp enough to bite off the neck of any human being. Think about it, before you have time to see whose blood is spraying out, You're out of breath..."

"Don't scare me!" The man interrupted loudly, as if he couldn't stand this kind of pictorial imagination, "If I can tell you, I will tell you, and if I can't, I won't say a word. Talk more—because," he said firmly, narrowing his eyes, "that's my job."

"Work?" Lance's heart skipped a beat.What kind of job requires such a degree of secrecy, even at the expense of one's own life?Isn't that answer already on the horizon?

"Yes, to tell you the truth, my real identity is an agent, I work for the US government, and I work for the CIA (Central Intelligence Agency)."