Chapter 2484 His name is Liu Sheng, and he's an undercover agent.

Chapter 2484

The man looked up and said, "If you go any further, you'll fall into a trap. There are traps all around me."

"Anyone who tried to get close to me is dead."

He paused, then said, "Do you see those patches of grayish-brown stuff at your feet?"

Hai Jing looked down and indeed saw large patches of grayish-brown material, which looked like they had dried on the ground. He immediately realized that they were bloodstains.

It must be that the people who came here before died.

The person was dragged away, but the bloodstains were not cleaned up, and over time they turned into this strange color.

At this moment, Hai Jing realized that this person's identity was probably not simple.

He even had a vague suspicion.

However, confirmation was still needed, so he simply asked bluntly:

"Who are you? What's your name? Why are you here?"

The man's voice was somewhat hoarse, and he spoke slowly.

There were even a few words that were not pronounced very clearly, which showed that he had to put in a lot of effort to say the sentence.

His appearance conveyed a deep sense of brokenness, which made Hai Jing feel a pang of pity.

It seems that he was tormented severely by the Qiao family, which is why he turned out this way.

Hai Jing hesitated for a moment, unsure how to answer the question.

Normally, he shouldn't reveal his identity.

But then I thought again, since this person could be locked in a secret room and tortured like this, he must be an enemy of the Qiao family.

The other party might not easily believe his identity. If he reveals that he is the son-in-law of the Qiao family, the other party will be wary and will not tell the truth.

But if I reveal that I am a Chinese military officer, he should believe me!

After hesitating for a moment, Haijing decided to tell the truth.

Since the head of the Qiao family also knew that he was now a Chinese military officer, there was nothing to hide.

After all, the four words "Chinese officer" are synonymous with justice.

With that thought in mind, he stood before the man and spoke clearly and firmly, word by word:

"I am a Chinese military officer. Currently, I am at the brigade commander level."

The man opposite him was stunned for a moment, not expecting this answer.

He looked up and saw Hai Jing's upright posture and straight back, and when he saw his short buzz cut, he silently curled the corners of his lips.

At that moment, a surge of intense joy welled up within him, and he whispered:

"That's great! I can still see my own people before I die. That's wonderful!"

Hai Jing frowned; he had gleaned a lot of information from that one sentence.

He stepped forward.

Just as he was about to step down, he hesitated for a moment, then took a step back and stood on the boundary line, asking:

Who are you? How can I help you?

The man said in a low voice, "My name is Liu Sheng."

"I am a trusted confidant of the Qiao family head, his secretary, and also his driver and bodyguard."

Hai Jing's heart skipped a beat, her pupils contracted slightly, and after a moment of contemplation, she said:

"Since you are the patriarch's confidant, why are you here? How can I save you?"

Liu Sheng said, "It's no use. There are too many traps here. Without the key and the password, there's no way to get me down."

He paused for a moment, then said, "Since you are a Chinese officer, you are a trustworthy person. I feel at ease entrusting important matters to you."

"I'm afraid I won't be able to leave here alive. But I'll need you to take care of the rest."

After he finished speaking, he gently moved his fingers and tapped a few times on the wooden board next to him.

The sound was very faint; if one didn't understand, one would assume that he was in too much pain, and his fingers were twitching unconsciously.

However, seeing this seascape made his pupils shrink again, and his body trembled violently.

Their faces were filled with disbelief.

Without any hesitation, Liu Sheng quickly relayed the message he wanted to convey to Hai Jing, and finally looked up at Hai Jing and said:

"I'm afraid I can't hold on much longer. This man is torturing me relentlessly just to get this information."

“I have persisted for three years, and during these three years, I have been constantly tormented.”

"Several times I've been afraid I wouldn't be able to hold on. Now that you're here, give me a quick and easy way out."

Haijing shook his head and said, "No, I will come to save you. Just hold on for a few more days, trust me."

"Now that I'm here, I'm sure I have a way to get you out of here. Even if I don't, someone else will."

"You must trust me."

The man opposite him wanted to say something more, but his words had exhausted all his strength. He no longer had the strength to struggle, and he felt his life slipping away.

Most importantly, he hadn't had a proper meal in a long time.

He felt pain all over his body, and Haijing knew he was in bad shape; it seemed he was really about to die.

The problem is, how could he bear to let his comrades die here?

Just as he was getting anxious, he suddenly remembered what Jiang Wan had given him, and he hurriedly rummaged through his pockets.

Finally, they found a small porcelain bottle. After opening the bottle, they poured out a pill.

Haijing said to the man, "Open your mouth, and I'll flick this into your mouth. This can save your life."

The man opposite him seemed a little surprised, but he still opened his mouth.

After getting a good look at the seascape, she flicked her finger and sent the medicine straight down his throat.

With just a slight movement of his throat, the pill rolled down his throat.

In an instant, he felt a surge of heat flowing from his stomach outwards.

The life force that had almost dried up seemed to suddenly sprout again.

Joy welled up in his eyes as he eagerly looked towards the sea view.

Hai Jing then said, "I'm leaving now. We'll talk about the rest after I rescue you."

He paused, then added, "Three days. I will definitely find a way to get you out of here within three days."

The man opposite him paused for a moment. Although he knew it was impossible, he still nodded in agreement.

Hai Jing glanced at him, then turned and left.

When he returned to the room, Qiao Ya was sprawled on the bed like a pancake, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Those who know her well know that she was very depressed and desperate at this moment.

It seemed she no longer wanted to do anything to upset or trouble her, and only wanted to passively resist, or even just wait to die.

Many years ago, she had experienced something similar.

Now she's in this state again, feeling that these things are just too difficult, as if there are mountains blocking her way.

What she needs to do now is to overthrow these mountains one by one.

She didn't know if she could do it; she had absolutely no confidence in herself.

Upon seeing Hai Jing return, Qiao Ya suddenly sat up and asked anxiously, "Did you find it?"