After staying in the detention room for ten hours, the blogger''s suspicious and uncertain heart has long tended to be calm.


    However, it was not until he saw Leon''s familiar and hateful face again that he awakened his deep sense of helplessness


    Everything came so suddenly that it was like a tornado without warning. It instantly destroyed the cause that the bloggers had worked hard to establish for more than ten years!


    As the only hard power under his command, shouhe Hui college has always been the key for him to have a certain voice in the five finger meeting.


    Once he loses the hand and society college, his position in the hand and society will inevitably be greatly affected.


    And all this was given by the brown haired man who looked at him with a smile in front of him!


    In the narrow interrogation room, there are only Lyon and Bo Tu, no one else.


    Sitting in the chair, Leon held his chest with both hands and looked at the blogger who became more haggard overnight with great interest, "how? You should not be unfamiliar with the feeling of being caught and imprisoned by law enforcement agencies?"


    From the Ming Dynasty to modern times, in hundreds of years, both Mrs. Gao and other Kunlun five fingers must have had rich experience in being imprisoned and extorting confessions by torture.


    That''s why Leon didn''t want to use torture to force the disciples to speak.


    He wants to use words and actions to destroy the hearts of the disciples bit by bit


    Faced with Lyon''s ridicule, the blogger looked solemn and ignored it.


    He just slowly raised his head and looked at the surveillance camera above the corner of the room.


    As if he knew what was on his mind, Lyon directly broke the only chance in his heart with words:


    "Don''t look. I''ve asked them to turn off the camera and monitor. Only you and me know what''s happening here."


    "In other words, even if I kill you immediately and claim that you are going to attack me, I kill you in self-defense, the police will find out that I have nothing big!"


    "And you, my friend, what you have been insisting on for 400 years..." Lyon opened his lips slightly, blew gently into his open palm and said, "Hoo! All at once, it will disappear!"


    This understatement shocked the bloggers.


    He had no doubt that the man sitting opposite would kill him mercilessly as he said.


    At the same time, he also understands that the reason why he is not dead and sits here well is that his life is of usable value to Lyon


    Looking at the blogger who was still silent, Leon glanced at each other''s tightly handcuffed hands, leaned forward slightly and said in a deep voice:


    "You are a smart man. You should know that what you are facing now is the only chance to save your life."


    "That is, confess!"


    As soon as the voice was over, Leon paused, spread out his hands and looked indifferent:


    "Speaking, you should be glad that if it weren''t for me, all the criminal evidence and witnesses pointed to you, you would have been thrown into chrysanthemum Township by the police and enjoyed decades of happy time..."


    "Of course, that''s not what I meant."


    Suddenly, Leon frowned and the conversation turned:


    "Remember the last time we talked? Didn''t you ask me what I wanted?"


    "Now, I tell you!"


    Before the words fell, Lyon''s eyes changed, sharp as a hawk and falcon, stared at the blogger and asked word by word: "I want to know who revealed my identity to you!"


    From the moment of being assassinated by the hand and Ninja legion, no!


    From the moment Wesley tipped off, Lyon had a question: How did shouhe know his identity and residence?


    Lyon didn''t have much useful information in his only contact with hands and meetings.


    Hand and meeting should know nothing about him except his appearance.


    Moreover, only Mrs. Gao has really seen Lyon!


    Even with a portrait very similar to him in his hand, he will make a big search in the vast new york city.


    But it''s not that easy to find Leon


    What''s more, as an agent of a secret intelligence agency, his frequency of public appearance makes it more difficult for the other party to find him.


    Therefore, after thinking, Lyon soon came to two most likely conclusions:


    The first one is: Mrs. Gao, the only one who has seen Lyon''s true face, happened to meet Lyon again in the vast crowd of people in New York!


    Then followed him to his house.


    The operability of this conclusion is very difficult.


    What''s more, with Lyon''s [sensitive senses], Mrs. Gao can''t track him silently without being found.


    However, it is not completely impossible.


    The second is


    Someone from s.h.i.e.l.d. betrayed Lyon''s identity and residence to the shouhe society!


    His apartment is a safe house arranged by the s.h.i.e.l.d. for every field agent.


    In order to ensure the life safety of the agent, only the files of the s.h.i.e.l.d. record his residence


    Excluding the first unlikely assumption, the rest is often the truth!


    Lyon suspected that nine times out of ten, the Hydra lurking inside the s.h.i.e.l.d. was afraid of him, so he sold his information to the hand and meeting, and wanted to use the hand of his assistant and meeting to eradicate him, a restless guy!


    However, doubt is only doubt, not facts.


    He wants to confirm this doubt with his own ears from the mouth of the blogger, whether it is right or not!


    The two confrontations with Lyon have cast a light shadow on the heart of the blogger.


    I can''t beat him again, but I can''t escape from his palm


    No matter how many years he has lived, a blogger is just a coward afraid of death.


    In the face of irresistible death threats, his integrity and dignity are often quickly abandoned


    "If I confess, will you let me go?"


    Hearing this, Leon couldn''t help but pick his eyebrows and gently pull an arc from the corners of his mouth, "it depends on your intelligence. Is it worth it..."


    Looking at the expression on Leon''s face quietly, the blogger couldn''t understand the other party''s intention.


    Whether it is to retaliate against the behind the scenes of all this, or to fight for the peace of his opponents, there is only one choice he can do when he is so slaughtered


    "I said..."


    "The man who revealed your identity and residence to us is a middle-aged man." Botou paused, looked at Leon''s attentive appearance, and then said:


    "We don''t know his identity and origin, only that he belongs to a very large organization..."


    Leon knocked on the table with his finger, made a sound of "bang" and "bang", and interrupted the words of the blogger: "name! I need a name!"


    "Although he didn''t leave his name, we heard his men call him..."


    "Clairvoyant!"