Jiang Cheng frowned when he heard this. He knew Lin Wan'er's methods well. As long as this matter really existed, she would definitely be able to dig out the information.
Without any more nonsense, Lin Wan'er hung up the phone. At this moment, she was in a cold concrete room. Not far in front of her was a steel cross as tall as one person, and a shirtless man was tied to the shelf.
The man's whole body was covered with bloodstains, and his gray hair was already stuck with the blood. However, even with this miserable appearance, the man's momentum remained unabated. After being splashed with ice water, he cursed at Lin Wan'er, and the ferocity in his eyes made him want to kill her. She was cut to pieces, "Lin Wan'er! I should have beaten you to death with one blow! You rebel, you will not end well! Ah...ah!"
"
Listening to the man's scolding, Lin Wan'er picked up the tea cup in front of her indifferently. After blowing away the heat, she took a sip to moisten her throat and said, "You don't need to worry about whether I will end well. Besides, with that With your abilities, you can’t beat me to death.”
The next second, a strong electric current penetrated the man's body from the soles of his feet. The man's whole body twitched from the electric shock. After a few rounds, his tone became much softer, "I don't know, I really don't know. If you don't believe it, I'll kill you." Kill me! I beg you to kill me!" The man wailed helplessly.
Hearing this, Lin Wan'er put down her tea cup and looked at the man intently. After a moment, she suddenly smiled, "I remember that the head of the Zhong family has a daughter, right?"
The wailing man stopped immediately, and for the first time there was unconcealable fear in his eyes, "You...what do you mean?"
Lin Wan'er smiled and said nothing, and leaned back easily on the chair. The intelligence showed that Zhong Tiankui had a daughter, and he was very attached to her daughter. Zhong Tiankui kept this news very secret, even most members of the family did not know. .
Seeing Lin Waner's look like this, Zhong Tiankui suddenly panicked, and even his voice trembled, "Lin Waner, please speak clearly! I'm warning you, don't touch my daughter! If you don't harm your family, you...are you still human?!"
"Have you ever regarded us as human beings in these years?" Lin Wan'er sneered, "Aren't we just tools that can be discarded after use in your eyes?"
Zhong Tiankui was speechless for a moment. Indeed, this is the existence of Crimson. If Crimson hadn't successfully defected later and the Night Watch still needed Lin Waner to supervise Zero, then Lin Waner, Crimson's instructor, would also have to be silenced.
"Winter, winter, winter, winter."
There was a light knock on the door, and the person who knocked seemed to be in a good mood.
Before Lin Wan'er could agree, the big black iron door was pushed open, and then a girl wearing a small skirt walked in.
The girl looked delicate, but her eyes were mischievous. She was holding a rectangular box in her hands, and behind the girl... she was carrying a big saw.
The man who is the head of the Zhong family recognized at a glance that the person who came was No. 8 in Crimson, that crazy loli with cruel methods.
No. 8 handed the box to the man with a smile, raised his head, and looked at Zhong Tiankui with very innocent eyes, "Old man, guess... what's in the box?"
Zhong Tiankui swallowed. He suddenly had an ominous premonition. He smelled a strange aroma. The aroma was very familiar. It came from a specially prepared spice, the one his daughter used!
Seeing Zhong Tiankui's eyes turn red instantly, No. 8 showed a satisfied smile, with two cute tiger teeth showing at the corner of his mouth, "Congratulations, you guessed it right!"
As the box was opened, Zhong Tiankui was stunned, and then let out an indescribable scream. There was a severed hand inside.
The severed hand was still very fresh, the box was stained with blood, and there was a bright ruby ring on the slender index finger of the severed hand. He personally put it on his daughter on the day of her coming-of-age ceremony!
"Ah! Ah! I'm going to kill you!" Zhong Tiankui roared desperately but helplessly, "You devils! Devils!"
"I'll ask you one last time, the latest accurate time and coordinates!" Lin Wan'er said coldly, "Otherwise, next time, what you see will be your daughter's other hand!"
No. 8 seemed to be impatient, and pulled out the big saw behind him. There was still fresh blood on it. At this moment, No. 8's face became ferocious, "Sir, no
Don't talk nonsense to him, hey, I'll be right back. "
As No. 8 turned around and was about to drag the bloody big saw out, Zhong Tiankui collapsed, crying and shouting: "Don't go! I said, I said...please, please don't hurt my daughter." !」
No. 8, who had his back to Zhong Tiankui, grinned like a smile after a conspiracy had succeeded.
Lin Wan'er raised her hand to press the record button on the table, raised her chin to Zhong Tiankui, and said calmly: "Let's get started."
…
Just below this interrogation room, which is separated by two floors, there is another room of similar size, but the layout here is much better. There is a bed, a table, and a small room, but it is placed here. A small wooden cabinet that looks very awkward.
The cabinet has double sliding doors and looks very old, like a product of the last century.
A 20-year-old woman was sitting next to the bed. She had a delicate face and was well-dressed, but her fear could not be concealed under her elegant makeup.
Although she tried her best not to show it, the two hands on her knees, subconsciously twisted together, still betrayed her.
And not far in front of her, there was another person sitting, a man. The man was sitting on a chair, and behind him was the old wooden cabinet.
The woman couldn't help but swallow her mouth. She noticed that a rough-made cowboy hat was formally placed in the middle of the table in front of the man. She couldn't figure out what it meant.
This man was not handsome, but there was a rare melancholy in his eyebrows. He basically ignored her and spent most of his time staring at the cowboy hat on the table in a daze.
She had been "invited" here for some time, but the man in front of her didn't ask for ransom, let alone hurt her. It seemed... he just didn't allow her to leave.
until--
No. 2 slowly sat up straight, pressed the Bluetooth headset in his ear with his hand, and nodded, "Succeeded? Okay, I understand."
Finally, No. 2 stood up. The woman became nervous for a moment, but she was stunned the next second because she saw the man turn around, open the sliding door on the right side of the cabinet, take out a cup of milk tea, and cover it with his hand. After covering it, he handed it to himself with a slight frown on his brow.
[In view of the general environment,
"Sorry, it's already cold. You can just drink it." No. 2 said in a relaxed tone, "I'll take you home in a while, and I'll treat you to something hot on the way, a big cup."
"You..." The woman opened her mouth subconsciously.
"Don't ask questions." No. 2 interrupted her, "It's not good for you to know too much, but today I want to thank you. Thank you for not making it difficult for me."
The woman was holding milk tea in her hand and was a little at a loss for a moment. He was convinced from the man's melancholy eyes that the other party had not deceived him, but she would not make it difficult for him... She really didn't understand this sentence. After coming here, , he basically didn’t speak to himself.
Opening the door, the woman walked out cautiously. There was no one in the corridor outside. But at this moment, the woman suddenly panicked. She turned around subconsciously and looked into the room through the gap in the half-open door. She saw the man opened the left side of the cabinet. Side sliding door.
At that moment, she suddenly saw clearly. There was a large rusty saw standing inside, as well as a rectangular box decorated in cute pink.
The next second, the man raised his leg and crushed the box with a strong kick.
