Xu Chuan looked at the nylon ties tied to his hands and tried to break free twice. Well, it was quite strong.
"I found that this kind of thing is much easier to use than handcuffs, thanks to modern industry." Martin Vanyel looked well-dressed. Although the anesthetic gas could not be used, he still forced them to tie each other with a pistol.
Martin felt that the three of them could no longer pose a threat to him, so he put the P228 in his hand on the cabinet nearby, pulled Blomkvist to the ground and beat him violently, "Why can't you go home? "Millennium" Magazine needs you, and together we can make it a great magazine that we could have worked with for many years.”
It can be seen that Martin is very angry. The Vanyel family had previously planned to invest in the magazine founded by Blomkvist.
Xu Chuan grinned on the side, his attack was so cruel. I wonder, this kick was intended to make him extinct, but it missed the target.
I have no intention of saving him. 007's life is not in danger yet. If a cat catches a mouse, it will not eat it directly. It will definitely play with it.
Salander was hung from the ceiling, struggling hard, but her thin body was of no help.
Martin was tired and stopped breathing heavily. Blomkvist curled up on the ground, "Why?"
"Why?" Martin asked.
"Why do you do this?" Blomkvist tried to nod around.
Martin bent over and held Blomkvist's collar with his hand, raising his head to meet his eyes.
"Because it's too simple. Women disappear all the time, and no one cares. Immigrants, women from Russia. Tens of thousands of people come in and out of Sweden every year."
"Remember what I just said about Yin Linna? The time you and I had dinner, she was locked in this cage. The meal seemed to be very enjoyable that night, do I remember it correctly?" Martin stroked the steel cage, There was inexplicable excitement on his face.
"What do you do with the body?"
"My boat and dock were right down here, and I sailed it far out to sea. Unlike my father, I left no trace. But he was also very clever and left victims all over Sweden."
What followed was a perverted mental journey, which roughly explained how his father Gottfried taught him to kill as a teenager, QJ, and even Martin himself at that time was his father's tool.
"Michael, you can't understand the sacred feeling of having complete control over a person's life and death." Martin looked intoxicated.
Blomkvist couldn't help but close his eyes. He felt acid gushing out of his throat and had difficulty swallowing. His internal organs and chest seemed to be in more pain, "Martin, you enjoy killing women."
Martin shook his head, "No, no, no, if I analyze my situation rationally, I should be regarded as a serial kidnapper rather than a serial murderer. In fact, I am a serial kidnapper first, and killing can be said to be a natural result, because I had to hide my crime.
"Do you know what part I like the most? It's their disappointed expressions." Martin looked at Blomkvist's confused look, stood up and walked around behind the table, watching the three people in front of him enjoying this feeling of superiority.
"They thought they could survive as long as they pleased me. They obeyed my rules, began to trust me, and developed a friendship with me. They hoped that this friendship would have some effect in the end. But they were naturally disappointed when they found out that they had been deceived."
"The real excitement is planning the kidnapping. It's not a spur of the moment thing, because the kidnapper will be caught sooner or later, but a science that weighs countless details. I have to find the prey and outline her life in detail. , who she is, where she comes from, how to contact her, what I need to do to be alone with my prey without my name being revealed or appearing in future police investigative reports.”
"I will save your little girlfriend until the end. Thank you so much for bringing her here." Martin became more and more excited as he spoke, but was suddenly interrupted by someone, "Ahem." A cough sounded, and all three of them He looked towards the source of the sound.
Xu Chuan sat on his knees by the wall and looked at them apologetically, "I'm sorry, I mean, I may not have enough time, and there is a small problem now." He raised his hands tied with zip ties, "You It’s not tied tightly.”
Salander's eyes were filled with hope again, (this chapter is not over yet!)
Chapter 398: Are you lacking calcium?
She knew that this man was a mercenary, and maybe there was something he could do..., and then she saw this guy bite the end of the zip tie with his teeth, and pulled hard, making it tighter in an instant.
"You see, this is much better." Xu Chuan waved his hands, and the other three people looked at him speechlessly, including Martin.
"Fk", Salander, who was hanging up, really wanted to smash open this guy's head to see what was inside.
"Haha." Although Martin didn't know why, it had no impact on him. "It seems that we ignored another guest." Martin, who was confident of winning, did the most wrong thing in his life and walked to Xuzhou empty-handed. In front of Sichuan.
Xu Chuan nodded, "Although according to common sense, I should let you explain the entire process, but like I said, time is running out."
Martin's face was full of sarcasm, "No, we have a lot of time. No one will find this place. The surveillance will show that you drove away from the island. Who knows where you went?"
Xu Chuan shook his head, "I'm not saying that, I mean these things are really not as strong as handcuffs." As he spoke, he raised his tied hands and punched his upper abdominal muscles backwards. It looked very strong. The thick tie fell apart immediately.
Martin's eyes widened in front of him, and his reaction speed was not slow. He did not try to fight with the young man in front of him, but rushed directly to the P228. But how could Xu Chuan be slower than an old man who was several decades old? He almost bounced off the ground and launched a low whip at the same time.
"Ah!~", with a scream, Martin fell to the ground sideways, with the right half of his face hitting the hard ground. He held his calf with both hands and twisted it unnaturally.
"Huh? I didn't use too much force!" Guess, did this old guy touch porcelain? Xu Chuan squatted down and pulled up Martin's right leg, eliciting another burst of screams. Well, it was indeed broken. "Did you You're deficient in calcium. If you have osteoporosis, drink more milk." Xu Chuan picked up his collar and glared angrily at Martin, whose face was half swollen.
The ups and downs of life were so fast and so exciting that Blomkvist felt that he seemed to be a little behind the pace, but no matter what, it seemed that he was at least saved now.
"Hey, Mr. Grylls, can you help us untie it." He struggled to look up at the Asian man.
"Michael, don't talk.", interrupted Salander, who was hanging.
Xu Chuan looked at the two of them. One was lying on the ground with his hands tied behind his back with a bruised nose and face, and the other was hanging from an iron ring on the ceiling, struggling to find support on his toes.
He grinned and said, "Don't worry, this is fine." He obviously couldn't let these two people interfere with what he was going to do next.
Salander stared at him nervously, she already knew that this guy might also be a madman.
Chapter 398: Are you deficient in calcium?
