"Bring someone over!"

With the command of the eternal war, a warrior came over with a young man. The young man was a little afraid of timidity. The soldier said, "Tell what you know again!"

"Yes!"

The young man spoke and said the Chinese language. "After we were caught here, we were brought together. Once someone had seen us. He wore a mask and spoke English when talking to the people who guarded us. But when he left, when he talked to a person around him, he said Chinese."

Ji Feng immediately asked: "What did they say?"

The young man said: "The masked person said that after we have finished this batch of treatments, we must immediately train and say what time is urgent. The other person calls the masked person a small son."

Ji Feng and the eternal war, the little son appeared here.

"Can you see what the little son looks like?" asked Shen Yong.

"No, he wears a mask and can't see it, but he is talking about Chinese, and it's a man..." the young man recalled.

"What about the prince?" asked Ji Feng. "Is there any information about the prince?"

"They mentioned the name of the prince when they spoke, and said that Wang Ye was not convenient at the moment, so Xiao Gongzi came to see him," the young man said.

Ji Feng listened, and the brow could not help but slightly wrinkled: "So, you only know the little son and the prince, but have not seen their true face?"

Seeing that the young man nodded, Ji Feng was somewhat disappointed. Just now he heard the news about Xiaogongzi and Wangye. He thought that the people here knew their identity. But they only heard a few words. When they saw Xiaogongzi, they only saw him wearing a mask.

"retrial!"

Ji Feng said: "Since these people who have been arrested have seen Xiaogongzi, I don't believe that there are so many prisoners in the base, no one has ever seen a little son!"

Nod to the battle forever: "Review!"

So, before the retreat, another round of assault trials began.

The armed men belonging to the dynasty, especially the leaders of the armed personnel, as well as the managers of the base, became the focus of the interrogation.

Even the captured prisoners have seen the little son, no one in the base will ever see it?

Certainly no one has told the truth!

This season, Feng Feng and Yong Yong are very clear. Therefore, at this time of interrogation, Ji Feng’s stroll in a room and a room is to see who did not tell the truth.

However, the results were somewhat unexpected. According to these people, the person in charge of the base was not in it!

I asked several leaders in succession, saying that the person in charge of the base left a few days ago. No one knows where to go. Some people guess that the person in charge should go to the headquarters.

Where is the headquarters, no one knows.

"Wang Ba Gu, I really don't believe it!" To Yong Yong, biting his teeth, "So many people have seen the little son except the person in charge? The little son never took the mask? Even eating, sleeping, taking a bath and going to the toilet Are you wearing?"

Ji Feng frowned and contemplative, but it was a table for the war: "Review all the leaders! Especially responsible for logistics, responsible for defending, etc. Anyone who can get close to the little son is raised separately. ,retrial!"

With the order to the eternal war, those leaders were listed separately and were taken care of.

But half an hour has passed and there is still no gain.

"Start from the monitoring!" Ji Feng suddenly said, when he came, he saw that the base has a very complete monitoring system. Since the young son has been there, the monitoring will be able to shoot.

"There are too many monitors. It is not easy to find out the figure of a little son in a short time!" Shaking his head to Yongzhan. "This is going to go back and say that the young man can’t remember exactly what day he saw. They were imprisoned underground, and they didn’t know how long they had been in the dark..."

Ji Feng slowly shook his head: "If you go back and look for it, I am afraid it will delay the time. Now it may have not received the news after being attacked outside, but if we go back, the news will definitely leak. When the younger son is ready, Maybe we will fight empty!"

After a meal, Ji Feng said: "That way, you come to interrogate, I am responsible for viewing the monitoring."

Nod to the battle forever: "Alright!"

But what disappoints Ji Feng is that the monitoring on the island actually only saves one week of content, but the young man does not remember when the little son came from, and Ji Feng can only pick up the monitoring on the route that Xiaogongzi passed. Look carefully.

As a result, no useful information was found. Ji Feng judged that Xiaogongzi should not come within this week.

"Can you fake the person in charge of the base and contact the younger son? This base must have equipment to contact the outside world!" An officer suggested.

"I have already asked, the only person in charge of the base who can contact the outside world!"

Shaking his head to Yongzhan, couldn't help but bite his teeth, and finally got the news of Xiaogongzi, but could not find any clues. Nothing is more depressed than this.

Ji Feng did not say anything, but his eyes were swept away from the captives and he was musing.

"Ji Feng, withdraw it." To Yong Yong said, "Broken all the equipment on the base, we return."

"Wait a minute, I think there is something wrong." Ji Feng shook his head.

"Where is it wrong?" asked Yongzheng.

Ji Feng shook his head and said: "I don't know yet, but..."

When he said that he suddenly paused, his brow wrinkled. "Old-fashioned, the little son is a mystery, but you can't remember the young man said before. The young son is because Wang Ye has been inconvenient recently, so he replaced Wang Ye. of."

To the eyes of Yong war: "So, Wang Ye should come here more than once!"

Ji Feng said: "It seems that the direction we are tracking is wrong."

Immediately rose to Yongzheng and shouted: "Command, re-examination, focus on the matter about the prince!"

Things finally made a breakthrough. When more than 20 minutes passed, there was news of Wang Ye.

The person who provided the news was a white man in charge of logistics. When he saw Ji Feng and his eyes on the eternal war, he carefully said: "Two..."

I immediately asked in English to Yong Yong: "Do you know the prince?"

The white man nodded quickly: "Yes, every time the prince comes to the base, I am responsible for taking care of the prince's diet..."

"So you have seen the true face of the prince?"

"Yes."

The white man nodded and said: "When the prince is dining, I will serve next to me."

Immediately asked Yongzheng: "What does Wang Ye look like?"

"He is a yellow man, it should be a Chinese person..." The white man described the look of the prince, but Ji Feng and Yong Yong could not help but frowned.

Because the white man described by this white man is very ordinary and very vague.

"You, I let people paint!"

Turning the hand to the eternal war and interrupting the white man, he knows that in the eyes of foreigners, the Chinese people are almost the same, but this does not hinder, because the special forces have a variety of masters, proficient in various skills, The portrait is just one of them.

Therefore, a warrior who was proficient in portraits was immediately called to Yongzheng, and the white man began to describe.

However, the warrior first drew a contour and whispered to the perpetual battle. "In fact, the portraits are also skillful. Different races and different looks are different."

Ji Feng nodded slightly, although the white man has not yet begun to describe, but the warrior has already painted an Asian look, but the details are not painted.

"The height of the prince is about one meter seven or five, black hair, and the eyebrows are a little light..."

As the white man described, the soldier in charge of the portrait quickly added details to the cardboard, about half an hour or so, and a person's facial portrait came out.

However, some of the details were wrong. The white man pointed it out and made changes.

After repeated revisions several times, the white man had nothing to say, but when he was identified as not like the image, he was also unsure, just saying it was very similar.

"This should be a middle-aged person, but there are not many features in appearance. This kind of person has a lot of people in China!" Looking at the portrait to Yongzheng, I couldn't help but frown.

Ji Feng stared at the portrait for a while, and seemed to feel some familiar, but did not know where it was.

"Does he have other characteristics?" asked the eternal war.

The white man shook his head and said that he did not remember.

Ji Feng pondered for a moment and said: "Draw a whole body image!"

With the head portrait, the whole body image is much easier to draw. As the white man describes, a Chinese man wearing a black coat and a medium figure is on the paper.

"A little familiar!" I couldn't help but look at the portrait.

"Do you have this feeling too?" Ji Feng asked strangely.

"Some familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen it!" Shaking his head to Yongzheng, the portrait is only a portrait, it is painted by the description of the white, naturally it is impossible to be like a sketch.

Ji Feng stared at the portrait and asked the white man about some of the habitual actions of the prince. He felt that since he was familiar with the portrait, he should have seen this person. If he said some of the habitual actions of the prince, he might think of it. .

With the description of white people, the image in Ji Feng’s mind is more clear.

Looking at the portrait, he suddenly said: "Give this person a pair of glasses!"

The soldier in charge of the portrait immediately took care of it, and soon he drew a pair of glasses and then got up.

When the warrior removed his body, Ji Feng saw the portrait suddenly and his eyes lit up. Huo Ran got up: "There are seven points similar!"

Immediately asked Yongzheng: "Have you seen? Who? I am familiar with it, but I can't remember it!"

Ji Feng looked at the portrait and said one word at a time: "Wang Wengao!"

A sudden change to the eternal battle: "Is he?!"