Before Poland Snow Tree could react, the gray-haired young man started chattering to himself:
"Don't worry, the operation was successful...but the torture methods used by Mojito will still cause irreversible damage to you, especially your hands and elbows."
"Don't even think about sniping. You probably need to retrain your marksmanship. Personally, I suggest you stay in bed for a week—"
"Are you really an undercover FBI agent?"
Poland Xueshu asked in a hoarse voice, interrupting the gray-haired young man's thoughts.
Kawakami couldn't help but rolled his eyes. He gently picked up Poland Snow Tree's hair with a caring approach, touched the blood on his hand, and then wiped it on the sheets calmly.
"Isn't this stupid? I came to country A from Japan less than two weeks ago, and that FBI undercover agent has been lurking in the mojito industry for at least seven or eight years. Just judging from the time, we can immediately rule it out My suspicion."
Just after asking about the exit, Poland Xueshu also discovered the loophole in his deduction. After confirming that Kashasha was not an enemy, he looked at the ceiling with blank eyes.
"I'm very sorry."
Kawakami yawned lazily and ate a lemon candy:
"It doesn't matter. I can see that you are very disappointed now. After all, the gap between reality and imagination is too big, right?"
"The second before you woke up, you might have hoped that you would see Mr. Esposito with a guilty face."
"Then that hypocritical guy will hold your hand tightly and explain that he made a mistake, or that they were acting, and they were afraid that you would reveal the secret, so they kept it secret. And after today, you will still be Mojito's right-hand man, in the field. The leader, Miriam..."
The gray-haired young man laughed happily, and he whispered in the ears of the Polish snow tree like a devil.
"But - you think better."
"Because you have indeed been abandoned~"
Poland Xueshu's eyes finally rolled, and a little anger finally rose in his heart.
The last bit of luck was captured by Kashasha, consumed and played with, and used as a tool for the other party to talk about and ridicule. Even if he is completely despairing now, he still cannot be without anger.
"So, are you proud to see my joke, Kashasha?"
Kawakami shrugged indifferently and ate another lemon candy. In fact, the current state of the Polish snow tree made him relieved - it still responded to his sarcasm, indicating that Milian could still be saved.
If he was really half-dead and silent, the gray-haired young man would probably have no choice but to squeeze out the information and deal with him. Encouraging the dead to die would be torture for them.
"It's not that I'm proud. To be honest, your jokes are not worth appreciating. But I did find out the clues before you. When I first arrived in country A, I was thrown into the slums... It was obvious that Mojito wanted to kill me."
The gray-haired young man said,
"But - what makes me curious is, why did he want to kill you? Kill a subordinate who is capable at work but loyal to him? Can you tell me, Polish Snow Tree?"
Poland Snow Tree shook his head: "I don't know."
"Eradicating potential threats or using you in exchange for greater benefits? It's possible, but Mojito didn't plan to make you an FBI undercover from the beginning, but wanted to kill you directly. So I think it is most likely The answer is both."
While deducing Mojito's thoughts, Kawakamiji's hands were not idle, and he used restraints to tie the limbs of the Polish snow tree to the armrest next to the bed.
He carefully avoided the wound, and after fixing it, he took out the voice recorder from his pocket and turned it on.
In the Jackson Gang, a recording emerged of Mojito instructing another of his subordinates to kill the Polish Snow Tree. The gray-haired young man saw the Polish Snow Tree's face became a little grayer again.
"You have a potential threat to Mojito, but you didn't realize it yourself - most likely, you inadvertently saw or heard something you shouldn't know... What could it be? The transaction scene? A certain contract? Did you eavesdrop on him flirting with his mistress? "
"——Ah, it seems you have remembered what it was."
Tsumugi Kawakami captured the momentary change in the face of the Polish snow tree. But the strong man controlled his expression instantly and looked at Kashasha warily.
"I didn't think of anything, and even if I did, I have nothing to say." Poland Snow Tree said coldly.
"Even if you are tortured in every possible way by the person you are loyal to, you are treated as a pawn?" The gray-haired young man asked in surprise, "You are really loyal... It seems that I partially understand the stray dog that was abandoned on the road and chased the car. It’s a dog.”
"Kill me, Kashasha."
"No, I'm not a Mojito kind of person. Since you have the organization code, you are my colleague. As long as you don't betray the organization or cause harm to me... I have always been tolerant towards my colleagues."
Kawakami Tsumugi said, using the blind spot of his vision, he secretly injected a tube of reagent into the vein of Poland Xueshu's hand. The anesthetic has not worn off at this time, so the Polish Snow Tree will not notice it.
Polish Snow Tree closed his eyes and stopped looking at Kashasha. He seemed to be determined to resist. And this was what the gray-haired young man expected:
"Of course, if you choose to continue to protect Mojito stubbornly, then I will have to use some less gentle methods."
Kawakami walked around to the side of the room and pushed out a metal mesh with rollers. The mesh was covered with various torture instruments. He placed the mesh in front of the Polish snow tree and then pulled it out from the corner. A stun machine was pushed in.
Not long after, the gray-haired young man attached the small iron pieces attached to the end of the electric shock device to various acupuncture points of Poland Snow Tree, and then raised the angle of the hospital bed to ensure that Poland Snow Tree could see the instruments around him.
Kawakamiji patted the strong man's face with his hand:
"Okay, okay, come to your senses - or do you want me to cut off your eyelids?"
Polish Snow Tree opened her eyes and glared at Kashasha fiercely. Then he watched helplessly as the gray-haired young man injected a tube of unknown liquid into his neck.
"What are you talking about?" Poland Snow Tree couldn't help but ask.
"Confessions, the more popular ones. Of course, people like us tend to be resistant to confessions, so this can only be said to be an appetizer. Well...it just so happens that the medicine has taken effect and still has some effect, so I'm waiting. Let’s talk during the time.”
The gray-haired young man said lazily: "Millian, apart from understanding his secret - do you know why you were abandoned by Mojito?"
"Why?"
Even though he knew that this malicious Kashasha wanted to break through his psychological defense, Poland Xueshu still couldn't help but ask.
"Let's take our time." Tsumugi Kawakami smiled, "If Mojito asked you to break into a gang single-handedly and kill them to pieces, you would do it without hesitation, right?"
Poland Snow Tree nodded hesitantly.
"If you were asked to kill a scumbag who is not within the scope of your business, but is keen on bullying men, dominating women, and embezzling money, you would do it without hesitation, right?"
Still nodded.
"But if you were asked to kill an ordinary person, would you also follow the order?" The gray-haired young man continued to follow the instructions.
Still nodding.
"Then let me elaborate: the ordinary person you want to kill is a lovely girl. She has just entered into the marriage hall with her true love. It didn't take long for her to have a child of life. When she was preparing for the baby in her belly, Do you use your hands when your child sings a lullaby?"
Poland Snow Tree froze, as if he had never thought of such a scene when he took the gun.
"For another example, the ordinary person is a young man from a poor background. He has lived in a slum since he was a child, but he spends all his time studying and hopes to see the outside world. In order to save money, he uses all his free time to work part-time. Finally, he got the admission notice from the university of his choice... When his dream is about to come true, will you take action?"
Polish Snow Tree finally couldn't help but retorted: "Mr. Mojito would not give such an order!"
"But before that, Mr. Mojito wouldn't push his henchmen out as chess pieces." Kawakami shook his head, "Tsk, you can't even stand this level, how can you become a great person?"
"The Mojito guy knows this, so he won't give you this type of task... Think about it carefully, like the pregnant women and students I mentioned, are they really not possible to become obstacles to Mojito? ?”
A few days ago, Polish academics could confidently say no, but he had just passed away.
"This is your biggest betrayal... Milian, you have a moral bottom line. Your morality is destined to not fully gain Mojito's trust."
From the beginning, it can be seen that even though Kashasha is very likely to be loyal to Cointreau, Polish Snow Tree still chooses to protect him. Bermude also investigated and found out that this strong man would not attack civilians unless it was unavoidable when performing tasks.
"What Mojito wants is a mad dog that can be beaten anywhere. What it wants is a mad dog that can even bite its own mother to death with just one command... But you can't do that."
"So after the secret was discovered, his first reaction was not to ask you to keep the secret for him, but to kill and silence him."
Having said this, the gray-haired young man clapped his hands with a smile, still wearing a smile that was not too big to watch the excitement:
"In a word, you are a good and loyal dog, but you are not enough of a dog, so you were thrown away."
