The God[Quick Transmigration]

A man in a long robe got off the train, his face was covered by a hood, only his white and slender hand that was exposed to carry the suitcase could be seen clearly.

As the crowd walked out of the station, the man lowered his head all the way, and he didn't seem to notice the two people behind him who had been following him not far from the left and right after he got off the bus.

After leaving the station, the bustling crowd gradually dispersed, and a pair of familiar leather shoes appeared in the man's lowered forward gaze, and then the man's pace stopped suddenly.

After a while, the man chuckled, raised his wrist, took off his hat, and raised his face. To the surprise of passers-by, the young man had a stunning face under the ordinary robe and hood. delicate face.

Facing the three people who were obviously not friendly at this time, the young man's face was still stained with a lazy smile. It's also nice to hear: "Please trouble Minister Wu to pick up the station in person, it's really frustrating Shen Fan."

The middle-aged man originally had a cold face, but when he heard this, he nodded with a half-smile: "The subordinates are all useless—with Mr. Shen's skill, how can you rest assured if you don't come to pick me up in person?" ah?"

Shen Fan shook his head and smiled: "Minister Wu's words are correct...I led Wang Shouyue's life back to receive the reward, so why did you talk about skills?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, and put away his smirk, "If you have any sophistry, you'd better wait until there! —Take it away!"

The two people who had been following Shen Fan all the time came up without any explanation and took Shen Fan to the ground. Seeing that Shen Fan was not struggling, two ordinary men came out from the crowd watching from the sidelines, and went forward to arrest Shen Fan. Searched from head to toe, then stood up and shook his head at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes flashed, then he waved his hands, turned around and got into the car parked on the side of the road, and the four of them escorted Shen Fan into the car with the help of each other.

"Do you know where we are going to pick you up at this stop?"

After getting in the car, the middle-aged man sneered at Shen Fan, who was looking at Shen Fan in the front mirror with a faint smile but no trace of panic.

Shen Fan, who was originally looking out of the window, turned his face sideways and smiled slightly: "... Thank you Minister Wu for your enlightenment?"

When the words came to his lips, the middle-aged man choked, and even his voice became cold after a while, "This is the way to the prison, Colonel Shen doesn't know him?"

After speaking, he stared closely at Shen Fan's expression, hoping to see some uneasiness or panic on that person's face, but to his disappointment, there was still a smile on that handsome and handsome face. It was the same smile as before.

The middle-aged man was a little reconciled, and forced a smirk: "This 'prison' has a reputation of being in and out, Colonel Shen, right?"

"Follow the wind and wash away the dust...Why is there such a big show?"

Shen Fan smiled softly, but actually closed his eyes and remained silent.

The face of the middle-aged man sitting in front changed, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and turned his face away... After entering the prison, he saw if this man could still be so stubborn!

The criminal prison is the place where the northern government/government detains important hostile military/government personnel. As the middle-aged man said, in this criminal prison, only people who enter vertically and come out horizontally.

In the years before lurking next to the young marshal of the Tang family, Shen Fan, as a rare outstanding member of the Special Training Bureau, has been to this place more than once, and has seen the bloody, brutal, and terrifying here...

At that time, he was still young, but his mind was far superior to that of his peers - the destruction of the Shen family made Yao'er, who was cared in his hands, grow up overnight. At that time, all he had in his heart was the hatred of family ruin and death. He didn't even care how many people's blood would be soaked on the road to revenge - he looked coldly at these captives who were instilled in him as "enemies" by the Special Training Bureau, and watched them suffer and humiliate to death. Too many family ruins and national hatred and family hatred have awakened for so many years, and they have become nightmares that he cannot erase or escape...

To this day, he himself is chained to the rack.

Facing the room full of horrific instruments of torture, Shen Fan felt that his heart was never at peace.

——After all, no matter which side he chooses, no matter whether he still has a trace of conscience and humanity, when he embarked on this road, he had already seen his own end.

After so many years of tossing and turning, when it came, it was nothing.

As for dying here... ending at the beginning of everything, it should be regarded as atonement for oneself.

Thinking of this, Shen Fan laughed with relief. He raised his eyes and looked at the dignitaries of the northern government/government who walked in one by one. A carefree young man who was also protected in the smoke of gunpowder.

Facing the unusually clean and delicate smiles of the young people on the torture rack, the moods of the few who came in were obviously not as good as their faces.

"Shen Fan, why are you so stubborn?!"

At the forefront is the person in charge of the Special Training Bureau, who is also a powerful figure who also holds an important position in the government.

"Ms. Zhao." Shen Fan hooked his lips, "...Long time no see, how is your health?"

As if at a high-class social banquet, Shen Fan was so calm and calm that he couldn't see the slightest bit of embarrassment, and even his smile was so decent that people couldn't fault it.

"...As expected of the 'No. [-] Scholar' who came out of the Special Training Bureau back then, the colonel who was exceptionally promoted," the older middle-aged man standing in the middle looked at him with a cold look and was called "Zhao Zhao" by Shen Fan. "Teacher" glanced, "Zhao Fengqiang, what a good student you have taught!"

Zhao Fengqiang bowed his head: "Ashamed of my humble position."

Shen Fan had never met the person who spoke before, but seeing that he was in the leading position among the crowd, and calling Zhao Fengqiang, who was a major general, by his name, Shen Fan could probably guess his identity.

"Ms. Zhao, I wonder if I can allow the students to ask." Shen Fan took the conversation unhurriedly, "Student Yu Biandu got rid of Wang Shouyue, the most wanted criminal by the government, and came back to return to his command. Why did he get such treatment? "

"—a joke!" Before Zhao Fengqiang could answer, the middle-aged man surnamed Wu who stood aside spoke first, "Colonel Shen thought you were in Biandu, and the government didn't know what you were doing? Shangfeng faction You went to the side of the young marshal of the Tang family, you spent several years without any achievements, but let that Tang Yimao gradually control Biandu after returning to China—do you dare to say that there is no fake public and private interests of yours?!"

Shen Fan smiled and raised his eyelids: "Why don't I dare? - I, Shen Fan, have no false public interests, no, yes, - Can Minister Wu hear you clearly?"

"Shen Fan—!"

This time it was Zhao Fengqiang who scolded Shen Fan with complicated eyes.

Knowing that it was his former teacher who still had illusions about his survival, Shen Fan obediently restrained his pretentious posture just now.

The middle-aged man surnamed Wu had already had an enmity with Shen Fan before he left because of his eldest son. Naturally, he would not let him down when he got the opportunity to make trouble, "Shen Fan—this is shameless for you, then I I don’t care about anything! More than half a month ago, in Biandu, in the 'Night Color' dance hall under the name of Tang Yi, Marshal Tang, oh no, it is known to the public that the mysterious boss Feng shot and killed an important person in the Sun family Chen Weidong, the news that he was angry with the crown and turned into a blue face has recently flowed to the newspapers in the north, are you still quibbling?!"

Shen Fan's eyes froze, but his smile didn't fade, "It's just a show, Minister Wu has been in charge of the intelligence department for many years, and you can't even see this?"

The middle-aged man surnamed Wu made Shen Fan choke, and became even more angry. At this moment, he couldn't care less about the many people on the side, so he sneered and said: "At that time, Young Marshal Tang gave you a plan to remove super-level enemies for the government. Given the opportunity, why doesn't Colonel Shen take it?"

"..."

This process was not reported in the newspapers, but these people learned about it. Shen Fan knew that what he thought that day was correct - that night, he was definitely not the only one lurking in the northern government/government in the "night".

This has been expected for a long time, even though he knew that these people would not be merciful based on this alone, Shen Fan still did not show the slightest bit of strangeness on his face, "I have been with Tang Yi for so many years, his suspicious character makes me wonder How can it be unclear? In that gun, I guarantee that there is only the bullet that was fired."

After saying this, he had already restrained his smile, but there was some joke "If you don't believe it, go to Tang Yiyao to verify it" in his eyes when he looked at the middle-aged man surnamed Wu.

The face of the middle-aged man surnamed Wu was a little distorted: "So, Colonel Shen was taken upstairs by Tang Yimao that night and used as a woman for a whole night-to prevent him from being suspicious? Then Colonel Shen really sacrificed a lot. Why not—"

"okay."

The one standing in the middle interrupted the middle-aged man surnamed Wu, "I didn't come to listen to these useless things; since Shen Fan has already defected, there is no need to waste your words. - Minister Wu, you are in the Intelligence Department The time is indeed not short, this time if you can pry open the mouth of our 'champion scholar' who came out of the special training bureau..."

Although the rest of the words were not spoken, the eyes of the middle-aged man surnamed Wu already seemed to be filled with excitement and distorted cold light.

After a few people left one after another, the middle-aged man surnamed Wu sneered and ordered the people below to invite the special doctor of the criminal prison to wait outside the door. Picking out one, he looked at Shen Fan with gloomy eyes: "I know these things can't pry Colonel Shen's mouth open, but Colonel Shen probably only has one chance left, so he has to try them one by one."

He picked up a steel hammer that was one and a half inches wide and narrow, and walked straight towards Shen Fan, his eyes fell on that slender and beautiful right hand——

"In the beginning, you used this hand to destroy my son, Colonel Shen?"

…………

It was a very ordinary day in the prison, and the tortured voice tore the suppressed throat and turned around in the prison until the victim had no strength left to groan/groan.

In countless repetitions of fainting and waking up, in the vague and chaotic consciousness, Shen Fan's eyes revolved like a lantern revolving around the experiences of these years... A figure dispersed and then gathered... Going around... Unconscious pain and numbness Nerves have been unable to control the memory stall——

"...Seal... dry..."

...It would be great if I could get to know you a few years earlier.

Sorry... honey... I can't go back.