1941, Shanghai. Song Yuanqiao was put into No. 76 By the military commander as an undercover agent. On the first day he reported for duty, Division Chief Chu Xiaoxian put a gun to his head and interrogated him for three hours. He gritted his teeth and smiled, cursing ten thousand times in his heart. Life was like walking on a tightrope. During the day, he acted among traitors, and at night, he hid in the rental house and stared at the blood stains on the wall. Until that day, when he saved his life in the interrogation room No. 76, A voice suddenly appeared in his head. 'Ding, the sign-in system has been activated. Please complete the check-in at your current location. ' He glanced at the blood that had not dried yet at his feet and took a deep breath. Okay, just sign, I want to see what kind of flowers can come out of this wretched place.
