Otherworldly Conquest Manual

"Name?"

"Yang Qi."

"Native place?"

"Assimilation city."

In the interrogation room where chixian city is stationed, Du Jinlong looks at Yang Hengjun in front of him with a thoughtful face:

"Oh, you're still with me, Yang Qi, assimilation City, aren't you?"

His answer was an innocent look from Yang Hengjun.

Although he seems to be watched by people in Chicheng County, Yang Hengjun thinks he should not reveal his secret after careful thinking.

After all, considering the possible divine detection, he deliberately stopped the carriage twenty miles outside the city, which was the limit range of the eighth and ninth floors of jiedan territory!

Since then, the makeup and circuit are the optimization results of essence, and there can be no problems.

Therefore, in Yang Hengjun's view, the soldiers may have mistaken themselves for a thief with similar appearance, and the misunderstanding should be solved soon.

Seeing that the spy was still innocent with a look of "I'm a good man", Du Jinlong stopped playing with him and took the lead directly:

"Well, brother Yang Qi, we know that there is a wheat ear hanging on the left of a carriage on the hillside 20 miles outside yangbei city and chixian county.

The two servants of the carriage were tall and short, the tall one had a scar on his face from left to right, and the short garlic nose triangular eye had a sarcoma on his arm.

What's the name of the second concubine of the city master? "

Although Du Jinlong's words are generous, in fact, he knows that he has to use this mixed tone to deal with this kind of hob meat, supplemented by the content to directly destroy his psychological defense line.

indeed.

When he heard the first few words of these words, Yang Hengjun was surprised. He reluctantly comforted himself with the other party's fried beard, and stubbornly maintained the calm of his face.

However, after hearing the description of the carriage waiting to receive the news in the depression, Yang Hengjun could no longer calm down. Under the nerve stimulation, his waist and spine were stretched straight subconsciously!

Then, as Du Jinlong spoke word by word, his waist began to bend slowly from the tight state, and his strength seemed to be pulled away.

When Du Jinlong finished the last word, Yang Hengjun was unable to crawl on the interrogation table, his face was bloodless and sweating.

The frequency of legs shaking is like jumping D.

As a spy, Yang Hengjun was found to have run away once or twice, but it was the first time he was caught without a shot.

As a spy, Yang Hengjun has rich experience and action ability, but in addition to the two, his psychological pressure resistance is the same - if he can even resist pressure, he will not be called a spy, but an agent.

Yang Hengjun is not an agent, so he is in a panic now.

Because whether it's local or Mo world, once the spy industry is caught, it basically means that you're going to be cold.

It's even more serious in the Mo world.

After all, there is no extradition or political asylum in the world of mo. the immortal Xia world is much more brutal in this regard.

Du Jinlong hugged his head and snorted coldly:

"Sun zei, do you still pretend to be an assimilator?"

Seeing Yang Hengjun lying dead on the table without saying a word, Du Jinlong sneered and continued:

"I'll give you another chance to tell you everything you know. I promise to keep you alive."

When Yang Hengjun heard the speech, his eyes showed a trace of anger, but as an adult, of course, he was not so naive, and his tone was suspicious:

"Are you serious, my lord?"

"Believe it or not, if you don't pull it down, it's a big deal. We'll take a snack to find the two people over the mountain depression..."

"I said, I said!"

After listening to Du Jinlong's words, Yang Hengjun realized that the rabbits actually had alternatives. He was so excited that he didn't care whether the promise was true or false. Even the handcuffs were rattled.

People in the spy business may be very clever and have unique skills, but you really can't expect them to be loyal except the dead.

After all, the person who specializes in selling people and jumping upside down, no matter what the reason for his degeneration, he must have a problem.

In the face of inevitable death and possible death, they will certainly choose the latter.

Seeing that Yang Hengjun's psychological defense line had been broken, Du Jinlong nodded with satisfaction and asked:

"Name, native place?"

"Yang Hengjun, native place of Tianshui City, is now a spy of Mo's family in yangbei city."

"The purpose of coming to Chi county?"

Yang Hengjun hesitated for a moment and said:

"Explore the situation of chixian City, determine the type of mineral veins in chixian City, and then... Collect the injuries of high-level practitioners in the Wei family. If there is only one base building combat power in its heyday, it will be a long time..."

In the headquarters, Lin Li was also happy to see Yang Hengjun entrusted truthfully:

"Good guy, the Mo family is not only eyeing chixian city... It just wants to swallow us."

As Lin Li said, the meaning Yang Hengjun wants to express is very obvious:

If there are too many casualties in the high-level cultivation in Chi County, and only one of the Wei family owner and Wei Shudu can do their best, then they will rush up and swallow this half fat meat.

Considering that this matter involves other cities, Du Jinlong dared not neglect it and asked Yang Hengjun:

"You said that yangbei city once collected some intelligence? What else except the fall of the second ancestor? Tell me all about it!"

Yang Hengjun recalled the information he had seen and shook his head:

"Except the one who built the eighth floor of the foundation with the strongest combat power fell, the intelligence only recorded the fight against the animal tide in chixian City, and there was nothing else."

Du Jinlong stared at him closely, his eyes as sharp as hawks and falcons:

"No news about the owner?"

Yang Hengjun shook his head decisively: "No."

In the headquarters, the polygraph recorder raises his hand:

"Report that the object is not lying."

Then Lin Li looked at three behavioral psychologists who came to help.

The three shook their heads equally:

"There is no sign of lying."

Dai Chaohong, who was the first person in the camp to analyze that Chicheng County might face foreign enemies, once again showed his extraordinary judgment:

"I think what Yang Hengjun said should be true, which involves a problem of poor information."

Then he looked at Lin Li and further explained:

"Chixian city was strictly sealed off by us after the animal tide. At least at the level of practitioners, no one can escape.

There are some refugees, but their escape time is somewhat special.

Lin Dui, do you remember that after the purple robed old man fell during the city defense, the refugees first fled in rout for a period of time, and then returned to the city wall to resist the animal tide when they were about to win.

Some of the refugees escaped from the city at that time. At that time, head Yan was still charging head-on and had no time to control the whole city.

However, the number of these refugees was small. They didn't know what we were doing - the concept of home ownership didn't spread at that time.

Therefore, the important information they can provide is that the purple robed old man fell, and then they look at and know the success of guarding the city from a distance. "

Then Dai Chaohong paused and explained the concept of information difference in detail:

"If the Mo family had gone to Ziqiong city to sell monster materials this time, they might have noticed some abnormalities, but don't forget that there were no monsters attacking yangbei city this time, so they naturally couldn't go to Ziqiong city.

Without the information exchange of the caravan, the information obtained from the refugees is extremely one-sided.

This comes and goes, which leads to a blind area of information in the Mo family. "

As Dai Chaohong said, the current Mo family is in a very special information blind area, that is, the stage of information fragmentation.

Under normal circumstances, this blind spot is actually very, very easy to eliminate - as soon as Yang Hengjun arrives in chixian City, he can find out about the "owner's home" in less than half an hour.

But the bunny opened the country hanging, directly to Yang Hengjun to live, this directly broke the Mo family's only eye liner.

As soon as the three special situations are superimposed, an unknown fog of war appears in front of yangbei city.

It's like when you are playing games at home, you suddenly hear someone ringing the doorbell, and your mother answers to open the door.

Before the door is opened, the information you have is limited to "someone knocked at the door". As for whether this person is a courier or a community or a relative of your family, you don't know until the mother opens the door - and it must be your mother who knows the identity of the other person first.

This is a very typical information progressive structure. Once your mother sees the guest, she closes the door behind her hand and goes out to chat, you will be in an information blind spot.

This kind of information progression is very common in life, so it's really strange that it can't be found in yangbei city - who can think that the link of opening the door is limited?

Then Du Jinlong continued to ask:

"What is the strength of the practitioners in yangbei city? What evil have they done? What are the resources yangbei city has?"

"Lord Hui, the master of yangbei city is called Mo family. The highest practitioner is mo lisen, the old master of the eighth floor of the base. It is difficult to meet an enemy in the same realm, so he is called Ji Bawan Mo lisen, followed by his brother Mo Yun..."

Yang Hengjun obediently introduced the information of Mo's family, but concealed the fact that he jumped into the pit to kill the small family:

"... then the resources include a vein flame, two mu of spiritual field, an iron mine, a group of light cicadas and several wind chasing horses..."

"Wait!"

Du Jinlong pressed the earphone with his index finger and repeated Lin Li's words:

"Iron ore? What kind of iron ore, how large?"

Yang Hengjun thought for a moment:

"... that iron mine needs to be mined by 3000 or 5000 refugees every year. One person needs to produce at least 30 kilograms of ore a day. The whole pit has been mined for more than four years before a small layer has been leveled. As for what iron ore is, I don't understand..."

Du Jinlong was not angry either. It was really difficult for the indigenous people in the Da Mo world to distinguish the types of iron ores. He directly pulled out several pictures from the tablet:

"What kind of ore are you looking at?"

Yang Hengjun took the tablet and quickly pointed to a picture and said:

"That's it! I'm sure!"

Du Jinlong looked at the picture in front of him and raised his eyebrows:

"I'll go, hematite?"

In the headquarters, Lin Li slapped the table heavily and said to Wei Fan:

"Clan leader Wei, it seems that you and the old master Wei have died once."