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The person in front of me was completely covered except for his pair of sparkling eyes.

Kimura could only judge from the masked man's exquisite and delicate figure that this mysterious person should be a woman.

Kimura's throat tightened and he began to swallow involuntarily, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

This is a natural reaction of a person under extreme fear, and he cannot control his instinctive body reaction at all.

This fishing boat sailed all the way across the ocean directly from the island country, and did not even stop at the shore during the journey...

Moreover, the security on the ship is very tight. Kimura dares to guarantee that even the most powerful agent in the world today cannot sneak onto the ship silently without alerting any guards.

Then...how did this masked man get on board? !

What is her purpose in looking for me?

In just a few breaths, countless questions flashed through Kimura's mind, and his mind was in chaos.

"Heh, you're still alert..."

All Kimura heard was a clear and teasing voice from the masked man in front of him.

"You are Chinese!" Kimura was suddenly shocked.

God knows, he originally guessed in his heart that the person in front of him was sent by other factions on the island to deal with him.

Or maybe this person was a spy who had been lurking on the ship for a long time.

But Kimura never thought that this masked woman might be from China!

Thinking that their actions might have been noticed by China, Kimura was immediately filled with panic.

What is going on? Why are there Chinese people on the ship?

Where did the mistake go?

How long has China been observing them, and how much does it know about their plans?

The more Kimura thought about it, the more worried he became.

"Madam, our fishing boat is now on the high seas. I don't think it has violated any Chinese law, right?"

Kimura rolled his eyes and asked tentatively.

Feng Lingyu knew at a glance that Mucun was playing dumb, and immediately sneered and said, "Is there such a heavily guarded fishing boat in this world? Come on, stop playing tricks on me! Otherwise... the knife in my hand is not vegetarian!"

As she spoke, the dagger in her hand immediately moved forward a little.

But this one point instantly caused a bloody mark to appear on Kimura's neck.

"Ma'am, this is on the high seas. No matter how many people and weapons we have on board, it has nothing to do with you, China!"

"I am a citizen of an island country. If you attack me, it will be a violation of international law. You Chinese will be condemned by the entire international community!"

Seeing that the masked man did not move, Kimura thought that what he said had worked, so he endured the pain and continued: "Madam, I don't care how you came to our ship, but you must know how serious the consequences of your current behavior will be!"

"As long as you put down your weapons now, I promise that I will let you leave safely!"

After Kimura finished speaking, he stared at the masked woman. If this person was an official from the Chinese government, she would definitely have some concerns after hearing what he just said.

The Chinese care most about their country's international image. Once she knows that it will arouse international public opinion, she will definitely not dare to take action against him!

But if she remains unmoved, it means she is not an official of the Chinese government.

If that was the case, Kimura would feel unsure.

Her unknown origins meant her purpose was unknown!

"In our country, there is a saying: Don't believe in lies... When you Japanese invaded us, the common people said that we should drive the Japanese away. This shows the image of you Japanese. Haha, do you think I will believe what you say?"

As Feng Lingyu spoke, he glanced at the sky outside. At this time, a golden beam of light was already shooting out of the sky.

There is no time to waste here, we need to make a quick decision...

"I'll ask you a few questions. As long as you tell the truth, I'll spare your life. Don't worry," Feng Lingyu said sarcastically, "We Chinese are different from you islanders. We always keep our promises."

Kimura was a little annoyed by Feng Lingyu's disparagement of the Japanese, but now the knife was on his neck and the situation was stronger than him, so he could only swallow his anger: "What do you want to ask?"

"Who is the young man you just met?"

"Why did you steal so many Chinese antiques?"

"And how many spies are there in China? How do you contact them?"

"How did Ling Qingyue become your person? What is her status in your organization?"

As Feng Lingyu asked questions one after another, Kimura could no longer maintain the calmness on his face.

“Who… who are you?!”

"How do you know these things?"

The fact that she could ask these questions meant that this woman already knew a lot of their secrets.

But... these things are top secret even within the island country, and people without a certain status and position have no way of knowing these secrets.

Their plan has been progressing steadily over the years without any mistakes, and even the Chinese officials did not notice it.

So how did this woman know these secrets?

How much does she know exactly?

Whenever Kimura thought about how someone had quietly mastered so many secrets without anyone noticing, he felt a surge of panic.

No, he must keep this woman steady.

No matter how much information has been leaked, the most urgent thing now is to survive and spread the message.

otherwise……

Kimura didn't dare to think about the consequences of continuing like this...

Without their knowledge, someone has been secretly watching their every move...

"It doesn't matter who I am, just answer the question I asked!" Feng Lingyu lowered his voice and the dagger moved forward a little.

This time, Kimura clearly felt a sharp pain in his throat. His pupils dilated rapidly with fear and his fingers sank into the bedding beneath him.

If the dagger had moved a little further, his throat would have been cut!