Charlie stared at the photo seriously for a long time, the horror in his eyes deepened, "It's him, it must be him, these vertical knife scars on his chest were left during that interrogation. Those Afghan soldiers were simply inhuman. They sliced our flesh one cut at a time, then sprinkled salt on the wounds, making us writhe in pain on the ground, suffering until we were on the brink of death... I have them too, look..."
Charlie tore open his clothes, and sure enough, his chest was also covered with dense, crisscrossing knife scars, identical to those on Leng Xiao's... Meeting Xiao Mo's puzzled gaze, Charlie confirmed once again:
"His English name is Green, and he also has a Chinese name, Leng Xiao... He's different from us; he comes from a wealthy family, his father is a high-ranking official, and he didn't come to execute the mission in Afghanistan for a substantial bounty like we did... Wait, this doesn't make sense, this is impossible."
