On the third day after the men of No. 76 dragged him into the dungeon, they clamped his index finger in a pair of pliers.
Just then, a line of text flashed through his mind:
[Dead-End Deduction] Five times a day, reload and start over.
He closed his eyes. Three seconds later, he opened them again, having already lived through three different ways to die.
He looked up and smiled at the people outside the door.
"I want to see Li Shiqun."
The Military Statistics Bureau offered two gold bars for his head. The Central Bureau of Investigation used him as a pawn. The Special Higher Police called him a rare talent. The men of No. 76 patted his shoulder and said they trusted him most.
Six factions. Six lists. All after the same life.
No one knew that this man, who had just presented his token of surrender, was truly codenamed "Chang Geng."
