I don’t know how long it took, but Zhang Qinghuan slowly opened his eyes, and there was darkness in front of him.
The boss of the small club tears flowed out of his eyes when he thought of his brothers' tragic death.
In the darkness, someone sat opposite him and asked calmly: "What is your relationship with Qingchen?"
Zhang Qinghuan was stunned for a moment: "What Qingchen? What are you talking about? I am just a mechanical smuggling body. How can I get involved with Qing?"
The person opposite sneered: "If it doesn't matter, why would you provide him with supplies? Let me remind you, the steam train."
"It's unfair, it must be the Hei Shui Society slandering me," Zhang Qinghuan cried and shouted: "I'm detained by someone, and then I exchanged the goods for them with supplies!"
It was not until this time that Zhang Qinghuan knew why these people came.
Yes, it is reasonable to have more than 30 genetic warriors involved in the inspection.
"Oh? Is that right?" The person opposite sat in the dark: "I heard that you want to join them. Inspector Qingchen said he would send someone to find you, is that right?"
Zhang Qinghuan shut up and didn't talk.
The person opposite sneered: "Give you a chance to survive. When his people come to you, you will be an undercover agent for us..."
Zhang Qinghuan was silent for a moment: "When I told Superintendent Qingchen that I wanted to join, there was no one around me. So he sent you."
Silenced in the darkness, Zhang Qinghuan still maintained a calm mind under extreme pressure.
But Zhang Qinghuan continued, "You may want to test me, then use me to do things, use this club as your shell, and lay your nails in the north. If it were the past, I would be very happy, but now my brothers are dead. This made me realize that in fact, you are no different from others. I will not do things for you, just kill me."
Zhang Qinghuan became more and more angry the more he spoke.
A laughter came from the darkness of the imprisonment: "It's interesting, what do you think?"
Someone said with a smile: "It's interesting, quite talented, a little axial, and a little brainy."
“But not much…”
With a bang, all the lights in the house were on. Zhang Qinghuan was pulling thick curtains on the windows in a dilapidated apartment building.
And his brothers were still lying not far away in a coma, none of them died.
Zhang Qinghuan's mouth slowly opened wide and looked opposite him.
Sitting opposite him was Luo Wanya.
"Well, I have interrogated your little brother. You really haven't told you about the matter related to Qingchen's inspection. At least you're quite strict," Luo Wanya smiled and said, "What I fear most is to meet a waste, and you don't have any advantages."
Zhang Qinghuan was a little confused. He clearly heard the sound of a throat slashing, the sound of a knife stabbing into his body, and the sound of an inverted breath. Why aren't any of the brothers dead?
At this time, a silver family member's mouth moved slightly not far away, and then simulated the previous sounds.
Zhang Qinghuan was shocked. There were actually art here who was good at ventriloquism!
Luo Wanya asked, "Your art club...it's really weird to give this name to the club. I've seen the Black Dog Club, the Protein Bar Free Club, and the Base Club every day, but to be honest, it's the first time you've seen a club like you. It's a bit of injustice in seriousness, and it's like an art troupe."
A family member said on the side, "Where can we go seriously at the parent meeting..."
"..." Luo Wanya thought for a while and said, "Next, you have to cooperate with us. We have to act as members of your club to do some things. By the way, what are you who are working in clubs doing in your daily life."
Zhang Qinghuan was stunned for a while: "Brother, we usually go to jail."
Luo Wanya: "?"
Zhang Qinghuan hurriedly said, "We usually smuggle some mechanical limbs and occasionally go to nursing homes to be thugs."
"It's interesting," Luo Wanya signaled his family to loosen the ties for Zhang Qinghuan and others: "I was ordered to come to City No. 22 to do something. It was a necessary process just now. Nowadays, being more cautious is to be responsible to the brothers. I hope that if the brothers don't care, they will be a family in the future."
"Okay... OK," Zhang Qinghuan slowly stood up.
He was a little confused. What was the inspector Qingchen who sent so many genetic warriors over here?