This man's voice was not Officer Wang's! She was sure of it! Moreover, Officer Wang was not that tall or strong. She said that she felt something strange from the first moment she saw him. It turned out to be a fake!
Therefore, after listening to the sound, she was very suspicious that this person was the one who escaped on the island that day!
But how can he speak Chinese? Is this another killer?
Qian Xiaojiu's eyes were full of danger and warning, but the other party was not afraid of her powerful actions. Instead, he smiled coldly, looked down at her and asked in a low voice in fluent English: "Nine,
Did you really not recognize me?"
Qian Xiaojiu was startled. She looked at the pure Chinese face in front of her. The accent sounded like a French one... And there was only one French man she knew in the world whose movements and sounds were so familiar!
"Anthony." Qian Xiaojiu looked at the man in front of her coldly and called out his name soberly.
Maia’s master was also her former boxing and fighting coach, and later became her good friend. He is a French man who grew up in Germany!
The man seemed happy because she guessed correctly. He winked at her and smiled: "Hi, Nine, you didn't expect me to come to you in advance, did you?"
Only then did Qian Xiaojiu realize that this face was really terrifyingly stiff.
So Qian Xiaojiu stretched out her hand to touch the man's face and said: "What on earth did you put on your face? You actually learned to disguise yourself? What was that on your face a few days ago? You didn't tell me earlier.
Identity, what do you want?****!"
Anthony quickly grabbed Qian Xiaojiu's hand and shouted: "Oh, oh, I can still go out with this face, please don't catch me."
Qian Xiaojiu stopped, but stepped back, looked at Anthony defensively and said: "How can I believe that you are Anthony? After all, the face you have now is not his! And Maia said
, one day I will go to you myself, you know a secret about me. Now you can prove your identity, after all, what is the secret that you know that I don’t know? "
Anthony touched his chin and smiled mysteriously and said: "You are still the same as before. You are as sensitive, lively, smart and quick to react as before. In fact, I felt it that day. You are so bold. I was almost harmed by you."
He’s dead.”
Qian Xiaojiu frowned. She was not happy for Anthony's praise. Instead, she immediately turned cold. She stared at the man in front of her defensively and asked again coldly: "Who are you? You are not Anthony.
?”
On the contrary, the man was dumbfounded: "Don't you already know who I am? Why do you still have doubts? Is it because I only called you stupid and stupid before, so you are not used to me praising you?"
This is indeed the case, but Qian Xiaojiu still cannot trust the other person immediately. She is not suitable to trust any stranger now.
Anthony touched his face. He really couldn't show his true face now, so after thinking about it, he had to unbutton his police uniform jacket, then quickly pulled up the hem of his clothes and pointed to a very obvious scar on it and said:
"Do you remember this scar?"
Of course Qian Xiaojiu remembered that this scar was the longest and most distinctive scar left on Anthony's body.