"Let this real Red Flower Thief find a place to secretly imprison it, and don't let anyone know." Shen Mo pointed to the unconscious guy lying on the ground and said to Wan Zilin.

"I want to do something with his identity. If you let him go, or the rumors of him in another place will be revealed, I will be dead!"

"Don't worry, just look at the Marquis, I can't let you die!" Wan Zilin looked at Xu Mo's disguise with enthusiasm while smiling at Chongfuhou next to him.

"Shen Mo, are you going to pretend to be the Red Flower Thief and enter the cell No. 4 of Tianzi to find the secret spy from the Jin Kingdom?"

Chongfuhou looked at Shen Mo in surprise, and in a short while he curled himself into another person. He asked Shen Mo in surprise.

"I not only want to find him, but also want to run out with him." Shen Mo had already drunk a cup of medicine at this time. His voice immediately became hoarse and dim.

"Then he sees that you are very talented, and he may have a desire to recruit you and bring you into their secret spy organization?" Chongfuhou said as he looked at Shen Mo.

"Yes!" Shen Mo nodded. He picked up a rough stone and made his nails uneven.

"Either let me figure out their plans, or let me find out all their members. In short, as long as they catch their details, when we close the network, their plan will be dead."

After Shen Mo finished his nails, he stuffed dirt into the cracks of his nails again.

Afterwards, he thought about it, pulled out the knife and cut a few thin cuts on his lips.

"Is it necessary to make it so similar?" Chongfuhou looked at Shen Mo and made him sting blood. The marquis asked with a frown.

"A death row prisoner, he washed his hair yesterday, and there was the smell of soap kettle on his head. His nails were also clean and neat. Will you believe such a person?" Shen Mo turned around, smiled and looked at Chongfuhou and said:

"The person who is now locked in the cell No. 4 of Tianzi is not an ordinary criminal, he is a top figure among the secret spies in the Jin Kingdom."

"Did my voice become hoarse like a prisoner who has been repeatedly questioned? Am I exhausted by the tolerance? After I entered the cell, my heart was filled with despair and anger? Let me tell you, that guy can tell at a glance!"

Shen Mo picked up the needle tube and found that there was still a little residual geese red grass juice inside, so he dripped it into his eyes.

In an instant, countless bloodshots appeared in his eyes, turning into a congested look.

Shen Mo took off his waist knife, and then he took out all the snippets of the ninja star mark, treasure bags containing small equipment such as hemostatic forceps and scalpels, and all the bits and pieces on his body.

After that, he took off himself naked in a few strokes.

Then, he covered his body with dirt and oil, and wiped it evenly with a cloth towel. Then he took off all the clothes and pants of the thief on the ground and put them on his body.

Only half of the leg of this set of clothes was left, and the remaining parts were covered with dry blood scabs, and the sludge rolling from the ground. Several places were torn apart from all sizes.

"It just so happened that it saved me a lot of trouble!" Shen Mo looked at the clothes he was wearing with satisfaction.

After he changed his clothes, Mo Xiaoluo turned around shyly and helped Shen Mo clean up everything and make it into a big bag.

After that, Wan Zilin put the heavy shackles on Shen Mo. Now Shen Mo is present in front of everyone, he is already a prisoner who is like a fake!

Shen Mo turned his wrist, and soon his hand was on the iron buttons of his hands, and countless blood marks were polished, and the blood immediately covered his wrists.

Then, he said hoarsely to Wan Zilin: "Okay, we can go to the prison cell of the Ministry of Justice now."

When everyone watched Shen Mo walking out with a torture instrument, everyone looked at his back for some reason, for some reason, everyone felt a tragic feeling.

A feeling of sadness and emotion filled these people's chests in an instant.

Now Shen Mo is alone and penetrates the enemy's nest. He has no weapons on his body and no companions around him. Only this heavy shackle firmly locks his hands and feet!

But he still walked towards his own battlefield without hesitation.

"This kid is such a bad guy!" Chongfuhou stood behind him and looked at him from a distance, saying with emotion.

Just at the door, Shen Mo stood in the sun and turned toward the hall.

When his eyes touched Mo Xiaoluo's tears, Shen Mo smiled hoarsely and said:

"Don't worry, I... am born to be an undercover agent!"

At this moment, time was frozen in everyone's eyes. People quietly looked at the man's back and the heavy shackles on his body.

Mo Xiaoluo suddenly realized that these things on him had never been taken off. Not only did he have such a heavy shackle on his shoulders, but he also cared about the rise and fall of the whole world!

...When Shen Mo reported his name, the bald-headed dragon Ding Buping smiled and scratched his head with his little fingernails and said, "The Red Flower Thieves are famous in the world. This is the first time I have seen you myself and know what your real name is. If it weren't for the famous Red Birthmark, I would have

I really can't recognize you."

Then, Ding Buping gave in to his body, leaving a place on the thick straw under him, and signaled to Shen Mo.

"If it weren't for your head, I wouldn't recognize you!" Shen Mo said, then walked over and sat next to him.

In this cell, position is identity and status. Just now, Shen Mo had already obtained an equal position with Ding Buping in this cell.
Chapter completed!