early morning.
Joseph's apartment in Lower Manhattan.
Today is Saturday, a day off, and the weather outside is nice.
According to usual habits, he should get up at this time and turn on the old-fashioned record player at home and play his favorite classical music.
Then, I lay lazily on the bed and enjoyed the rare leisure that I could only enjoy once a week.
After spending the whole morning like this, they went to Colin's house for a meal, and the two of them were looking for a place to have a good time, and the day passed happily.
This is their old life.
Since Colin entered the hospital, this kind of life has completely become a thing of the past.
And it will not happen again in the foreseeable future.
Turning the record off slightly irritably.
Music that usually made him relax now only made him anxious.
He looked up at the clock placed in the living room.
I silently calculated how long it would take before I could make a phone call to ask if I was safe.
He sighed for a long time.
He really would rather stay with that bastard Colin and endure the danger than stay at home alone, unable to do anything.
It made him feel like a loser.
Ding dong…
The doorbell sounded at this time.
Joseph cheered up, walked to the bed, put the gun under the pillow behind his waist, and asked loudly.
He was not usually so alert.
But so many things happened during this period that he had to be more vigilant.
No one answered at the door, as if the doorbell he heard before was an illusion.
Just when Joseph reached for his waist, he was about to pull out a gun.
The next second, the wooden door was kicked open.
Then, more than a dozen elite personnel wearing body armor and holding rifles rushed in, surrounding him.
Looking at this posture, Joseph carefully placed the pistol on the ground and raised his hands.
When the elite personnel surrounding him saw this, they unceremoniously kicked him to the ground, then picked up handcuffs and cuffed him behind his back.
Joseph did not resist and allowed himself to be manipulated by the other party.
Perhaps he had already prepared this in his heart, but he was now in an unexpectedly calm mood.
Looking at the people who were rummaging around in his house cautiously, he said calmly: "No need to search. I want to know where that bastard is now even more than you do."
No one in the room answered.
The action team, which is fully on the verge of war, is comparable to the most elite special forces in the world.
And before they are sure of their own safety, they will never change their purpose because of a few words from others.
outside the house.
Bullseye walked in with a toothpick in his mouth.
Looking at Joseph, who was kneeling on the ground with a calm expression and a gun pointed at his head, he said thoughtfully: "Did you know we would come?"
"There are some. After what my brother did, I knew that someone would come to me sooner or later, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."
Saying that, Joseph asked again: "Who are you? The Ku Klux Klan? Kingpin's people? Or, the FBI?"
"Oh, you will know." Bullseye did not answer, but looked at Joseph with interest and asked: "You still call him brother, I thought you would immediately accuse us that you are not familiar with him at all."
"Is it useful?" Joseph raised his head, looked at the bullseye and said, "If it is useful, I can tell you this now."
"Haha! It's completely useless!" Bullseye laughed twice, turned to the people who were searching in the room and asked: "Are there any clues about the target?"
"Unfortunately, no, there are only traces of one person's life here."
The team member who searched the room thoroughly answered.
Speaking of which, they also felt a little regretful.
After all, before coming, Bullseye had already said that this operation was likely to encounter a superpower who was so powerful that he was not afraid of bullets.
They were also on heightened alert, and were mentally prepared to deal with such a legendary figure with excitement and nervousness.
But the result was a bit disappointing.
"That's really a pity..." Bullseye said with some regret, but in a flash, he looked at Joseph and smiled cruelly: "But I think our friends should be able to help us achieve what we want, right? ?”
All eyes in the room were staring at Joseph.
Joseph clenched his teeth and said nothing.
Bullseye smiled after looking at it, "It doesn't matter if you don't say anything. We have enough time to ask slowly. Now, let's close the team!"
After giving the order, within thirty seconds, everyone disappeared from the house and entered the car outside.
After Yoser looked at more people hidden in the vehicle, as well as many deadly weapons including anti-material sniper rifles, rocket launchers, etc., his heart suddenly dropped to the core.
If he had hoped that Colin could save him before, now he has given up this expectation.
The long motorcade drove smoothly to the interior of the building belonging to Jin Bing.
Yoser, who had not had his eyes covered along the way, also knew which force had caught him.
When he was taken to an interrogation room, he looked at Kyle who was locked up in another room, and his lips moved.
"He told you?"
"Of course, how else do you think we knew your brother did those things."
Bullseye, who was leading the way, paused and replied with a smile.
Yoser became erotic after hearing this, and when he entered the interrogation room, he suddenly said: "I can tell you everything I know, and I can even help you lead him to the location you want, but I There is also a condition!”
Bullseye, who had just picked up the torture instrument and wanted to introduce it, was stunned for a moment. He looked at Joseph and said in amazement: "It's really interesting. I thought it looked like you. You have to let me entertain you anyway." I would say, I didn’t expect you to choose this way.”
"Can you tell me what you think? I'm really curious."
Bullseye played with the torture instrument in his hand. Joseph looked up and said calmly: "It's nothing special. I just feel that I have done enough for him and I don't want to die for him."
"Well, I don't want to die, that's a simple reason."
Bullseye walked around the room twice and suddenly asked: "Tell me your conditions?"
"You can let me go free afterwards, or even let me listen to you in the future."
"Is it that simple? You can consider adding something more." Bullseye persuaded.
"I just want to live!"
Joseph raised his head and spoke word by word.
Bullseye looked at Joseph's eyes without any evasion, and suddenly smiled and said: "You really have a strong desire to survive. Now I kind of believe what you said."
"Then, just tell me the source of his ability, its strength, and how to contact him."
"As long as your information satisfies me, I promise you that I will never kill you!"
(End of chapter)