Soon there were some people watching on the side of the road, but Xiu En acted as if he didn't see it. He didn't know whether it was because he had accumulated too much resentment and needed to vent during his long period of being under surveillance, or because he had been under too much pressure recently. In short, he needed a way to vent. There is no doubt that torturing an informant who has deceived oneself is undoubtedly a good way to relieve stress. He walked up to the little man and glanced at the sharp leg bone that had been exposed through the muscle above the knee. Xiu En sneered a few times, and the body of the guy who laughed was shaking violently.
"Come on, keep running. As long as you can run a hundred meters from here today, I won't care about you cheating on me before, and I will send you to the hospital. But if you can't run a hundred meters, you know what are you up to!"
Not to mention a hundred meters, even ten meters was very difficult. Pain was torturing this poor guy all the time. He pinched his thigh tightly with both hands and looked at the blood oozing out of the wound in horror. Du Lin suspected He wasn't listening to what Xiu En said at all.
Sure enough, when he looked up at Xiu En with tears in his eyes, there was only confusion in his eyes besides hatred and fear. Xiu En lifted him up again with some shame and anger, and then pushed him hard again. The poor guy's broken leg was going to take some force in the fall whether he wanted it to or not. This has nothing to do with control, but an instinct accumulated over thirty-four years.
He howled miserably and fell to the ground again, pinching his thighs and rolling in pain. There were also gasps from the crowd watching.
Xiu En looked up at the crowd of people around him. These passers-by who didn't know the truth took a step back. Only then did he realize that he was no longer an agent. He was the main person in charge of an organization, and he could also be regarded as a "face" figure. . He glared at the guy on the ground fiercely, grabbed his good leg, and dragged him into the car. In the process, the guy struggled feebly for a few times. Unfortunately, after his face came into close contact with Xiu En's soles a few times, he gave up his futile resistance.
When people saw that there was no excitement, they dispersed naturally, and the two cars drove out of the city one after the other. The unlucky man lying on the bottom of the rear car was crying and begging for mercy, but Xiu En seemed determined to set an example this time. The only thing to blame is that he was unlucky and fell into Xiu En's gun, becoming a typical "role model" set by Xiu En.
The further the car drove toward the suburbs, the louder the guy's begging for mercy became. He was afraid that if Xiu En got to the suburbs and something went wrong, he would kill him and bury him somewhere. The more timid a person is, the more he cherishes his own life. If it weren't for the inconvenience in his legs, he would have liked to crawl out and kneel in front of Xiu En to ask for his forgiveness.
The car finally stopped at the edge of the city circle. The outside between the road and the road was covered with grass. If it was summer, there would be many short shrubs and some tall plants, which would completely block the wilderness. Xiuen dragged the guy out of the back seat of the car, then took a cigarette from his pocket and lit it for himself, and then took out a pistol. He said to the guy's other intact leg: "If you don't want to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair in prison, I think you should provide some valuable information, such as who asked you to give me a wrong Intelligence, delayed my opportunity to check the warehouse? "
The unlucky guy with a cold sweat just answered a little late. From the time Xiu En finished asking the question to when he started to answer, there was less than five seconds between them. A bullet penetrated his thigh, and the hot bullet casing penetrated his thigh. It was left between his skin and the sand. He didn't feel the pain of the gunshot wound before he felt the pain of the burn. His body shivered, and a stream of fishy yellow liquid overflowed from his crotch pants.
"The second time, who asked you to give me wrong information, what is his name, where does he live, and where does he like to hang out. If you still let me wait, my bullet will penetrate you the third time. Head, you have three seconds, you can answer now!" Xiu En raised his arm and looked at the watch on his wrist. Before he reported the first number, the guy immediately returned to him. s answer.
"His name is William. He lives next to the 'Connlaile Club' two hundred meters north of the intersection of No. 7 Street and No. 5 Street. He spends one night in the club every day. You can find him there!", he told He jumped forward and hugged Xiu En's leg, almost letting Xiu En shoot him and smash his head. "Please, do you see how much blood I am bleeding? My head is very dizzy now, and the wound is numb. I It’s very uncomfortable. Please take me to the hospital. I feel like I won’t last much longer!”
Xiu En shook his legs but did not shake them off. He pointed the muzzle of his gun at the unfortunate guy to scare him away, then shook his head and said, "Not enough, not enough, keep going, I've been deceived by you more than once!"
Sometimes only such brutal law enforcement methods are the most effective in places far away from the core of the empire. Although it may make people feel that what Xiu En is doing is too much, these people just accept this method. Here, if law enforcement is civilized like those "civilized" cities in the core of the empire, this guy will not only not cooperate, but will also most likely find trouble for Xiu En with confidence. The further away from civilization, the more barbaric nature becomes. It is precisely this kind of barbarism that is the law of life that people living here fear the most and believe in the most.
Under the fear of death, the unlucky man reported three names in total, William was just one of them, there was also a bartender named Glenn, and a teacher named Luland.
After getting the answer he wanted, Xiuen dragged him into the car again. Then with his expectant eyes, he walked to Dulin's car, opened the door and got in.
"I want to congratulate you on regaining your freedom. How about it? Did the loss of freedom make you feel that freedom is so beautiful?" He took out a cigarette and handed it to Du Lin, and then took a deep breath himself. He said, "Did you see it? The whole city is full of people like this. Sometimes I really want to send them to jail and serve them for decades or hundreds of years. It's best not to come out for the rest of their lives and keep them in there." Slowly rotting!"
"You heard what he said just now. Do me a favor. You can check the one named William for me and see whose orders he is following. I'll go find the other two guys. Things are troublesome here. is you."
Du Lin understood Xiu En's meaning as soon as he heard it. Generally speaking, the first person to be confessed has two special factors. The first is that this person may be an unimportant little guy who doesn't know what he means. Something of value, by using such a confession to transfer the pressure on yourself, he will not be held responsible if something goes wrong in the future. The second is that this person may have some kind of hatred with him, and he hopes to use Xiu En's hands to repair this guy.
No matter which point it is based on, or whether he is really telling the truth, it means that William is not an important person, and he needs to find the most important one!
(End of chapter)