Four of them were holding up one person, who was still struggling, but it was obvious that his struggle was useless.

There were houses on both sides of the road, but the lights were off.

Occasionally, when the light comes on, there will either be a strange figure standing at the window, staring at you, or you will see a person holding a knife, chopping meat in the house.

Lin Mo even stopped to look at this scene for a second or two.

My mom and brother came over and asked you what you were looking at.

"Have you ever seen minced meat? Have you never eaten dumplings in the middle of the night?" asked my mother.

Lin Mo shook his head and said it was not about chopping meat and making dumplings, but this scene and the sound, which he seemed to have heard and seen somewhere before.

But I just can't remember it.

"It's okay. As long as we can break the situation, the stolen memories should be able to be recovered. Then, we'll be able to remember everything."

My mother comforted me.

Keep moving forward.

In fact, Lin Mo and the others didn’t know where to go, so they just walked forward and looked around.

After a moment, it stopped.

There is no way to go forward.

It is a city gate, but it is tightly closed and guarded by many Japanese soldiers. There are also searchlights. There are six visible machine gun positions alone, and it is unknown how many more are invisible.

If a fight breaks out, the chances of winning are very slim.

Stand back.

They changed the route and encountered a few Japanese patrolling soldiers on the way. This was when the value of the black skins worn by Lin Mo and the others was revealed.

When the Japanese soldiers saw that they were from the detective team, they did not stop them and just let them go.

It was a close call.

"This place is really big." Lin Yuan had been observing the surroundings, with surprise in his eyes all the time.

Lin Mo also knew why his brother was so surprised.

Because it's so big.

302 An obsession can actually affect such a huge area and cause memory recall. This kind of power is probably something that nothing can resist.

But it also shows from the side how firm 302's faith is and how strong his will is.

And it also proves one thing.

Sometimes, obsession will slowly dissipate over time, just like the shelf life of food. After it’s expired, it can no longer be used and has lost its original effect.

But some obsessions, like fine wine, become more mellow with time.

302 undoubtedly belongs to this category.

They stopped again, and in front of them was a large group of Japanese soldiers.

There must be about one or two hundred people.

This road is no longer passable.

Change again.

But obviously, if you keep wandering around the streets, something bad will happen sooner or later.

I found a room at random, pushed the door open, and hid inside.

There is someone in this room.

The other party should be a family of three, sitting around a square table, seemingly having a meal, because there is food on the table. But the strange thing is that this family of three sits there like puppets, motionless.

Even when Lin Mo and the others came in, they did not alarm the family of three.

They just sat there, holding their bowls in their hands, without moving.

The most important thing is that there is no light in the room, and there are only three people in the dark. How can this not be creepy? Lin Mo took a look and asked if we should greet the owner of the house when we came in without knocking. This is the most basic courtesy.

Lin Yuan took one look and said goodbye.

"Those three of them knew something was wrong. They are ignoring us now, but you rush over to disturb them. Aren't you forcing them to take action? I think it's best to ignore them and keep out of each other's way."

Lin Mo thought about it and agreed.

It is better to have less trouble than more.

I finally found a place to stay, so I'd better keep a low profile.

Fortunately, this family had an inner room, so they thought you guys eat your food and we hide in ours without disturbing each other, so Lin Mo and the others went into the inner room.

Although there is no door, there is a door curtain. With it hanging, there is some privacy.

good.

very good.

302 was still being held tightly by the four paper men, with a cloth strip stuffed in his mouth, so he couldn't make a sound. But he was no longer making a fuss and had become much more obedient.

Lin Mo also asked the paper man to cover the other person's ears.

"Next, let's make up a play and see if we can gain 302's trust."

Lin Mo pulled his mother and brother aside and whispered.

My brother and mother both nodded.

The three people discussed how to perform this play and how to allocate roles.

"Let the elder brother play a positive role. He can read minds and can play a role to some extent."

Lin Mo suggested.

When the elder brother heard this, he shook his head and said, "Mom said that it was me who tried last time but failed, which means I have no talent or I am just unlucky. Let's do it this time."

Lin Mo immediately felt a huge pressure.

Just go up.

My brother may not be able to do it, but maybe I can.

"I think this play should be performed like this..."

"Find a few paper figures, and then I will pretend to be one. Let the paper figures bring me in, and beat me up first without saying anything. Of course, this must be done in front of 302, and the beating must be hard. If not, he may not believe it. After the beating, it is time for interrogation, but this interrogation must be done next door, in the room outside. I will discuss it with the family of three later. I think they are easy to talk to and should not disagree. Of course, I must win the trust of 302, so I must not confess. I must act like a tough guy, who would rather die than surrender, and show a firm belief and strong will. Only in this way can 302 identify with me. In addition, during the interrogation, you inadvertently revealed my identity as an underground worker. I think 302 will believe it and regard me as one of his kind. At least, he will not be too suspicious of me, which will be conducive to further contact in the future."

Lin Mo talked non-stop as he recounted the play he had choreographed.

When I first heard this thing, it didn't seem very reliable.

But you know what, after listening to it all, I felt that it wasn’t that bad.

If you think about it more, you may find it's not bad. In fact, if you substitute 302 carefully, you will be very likely to be tricked by such a self-torture tactic.

"I'm telling you, the best part of this play is yet to come. We intentionally or unintentionally revealed another contact of mine, and at the same time let him know that his contact is dead. In this way, he won't wait for that contact anymore. In order to pass on the information, he will definitely try to find other ways, and we told him the way. Of course, we didn't tell him directly, but let him figure it out himself. Only when he figures it out himself will he trust it."

"This method can be feasible." Mom was the first to nod.

There was a sense of pride in my eyes that my son was so amazing and smart that he could come up with such a wicked idea.

"And then?" The older brother paid more attention to the actual results.

Although what Lin Mo said just now was good, in fact, if the other party does not believe it, or even does not take the initiative to say it, it still cannot solve the problem.

"Then, of course, we need to continue adding more ingredients. This matter cannot be rushed. We need to make adequate preparations and take our time until everything comes naturally." Lin Mo paused at this time, and then said that the next step was the climax of the play.

"Kill me in front of him!"

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My mother and brother were completely dumbfounded.

"Kill it? You mean..."

"Brother, you don't understand. Just kill him, really kill him, and then my role will be finished."

They've all been killed, how can we not wrap it up?

My mother and brother were not stupid either. After a quick thought, they understood what Lin Mo meant.

At that moment, his eyes lit up.

Just as Lin Mo said, this scene is the real climax and the most exquisite part.

"In other words, your previous role was just a tool. Your purpose was to use your death to make 302 believe in your identity, and by extension, the people you were in contact with."

"Yes, that's what I mean. I have the curse of the undead, so I can't die. So I'm the most suitable person to do this. Then, I'll play the role of the contact person. Think about it, if you were 302, would you believe it in this situation?"

Lin Mo asked seriously.

My mother and brother answered very seriously.

"meeting!"

"I will believe it."

Indeed, as long as you think about this problem seriously and put yourself in 302's shoes, you will basically believe it.

After all, a life was lost.

Even the Japanese could not act out such a tragic scene.

"Since everyone thinks it's okay, let's act it out like this."

Lin Mo made the decision immediately.

Of course, this plan still needs to finalize some details, and also needs to make some reasoning about possible situations, taking various situations into consideration. If corresponding situations occur, contingency plans and preparations need to be made.

After making sure there are no mistakes, the performance will officially begin.

Lin Mo made some more paper figures, then he took off his clothes, used local materials, and found a set of old clothes in this family to change into.

By the way, I went to the dining table and discussed with the family of three.

"I'm sorry to bother you guys with your meal, but this is what happened..."

Lin Mo gave a brief introduction of the situation.

Although the family of three still sat upright, they didn't seem to have any reaction, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. And with Lin Mo's way of dealing with such things, basically if you don't say anything, it means you agree.

"Thank you very much, really. Thank you so much. Please make room for us and eat later."

After saying that, Lin Mo called the paper man to come and move the table.

The paper man reached out to carry the dishes and bowls, but just as he touched the dishes and plates, the next moment, the three members of the family who had been sitting still suddenly turned their heads strangely and reached out to grab the paper man's wrists.

With a strong pull, a paper figure's hand was pulled off with a "swish" sound.

This happened so suddenly that Lin Mo was stunned.

The paper figure whose hand was torn off was also stunned.

"What do you three mean by this?"

Lin Mo's face darkened.

His principle is to negotiate if possible, and take action if not possible.

In the end, there was no fight. The family of three then stretched out their stiff hands, picked up the dishes and chopsticks, then stood up and walked out.

Lin Mo understood.

This family is also very particular about people.

It is very particular that bowls and chopsticks are not put into hands.

And they agreed.

It’s a family with unique personalities, Lin Mo likes them very much.