Chapter 84 Chapter 84: An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth...
RWE Group's suburban branch.
Five underground floors.
This is a completely enclosed interrogation room, the air is cold and pungent.
The walls were constructed of heavy concrete, using the hardest bricks that were least likely to be stained with blood.
There was no decoration on the surface, only a few pale fluorescent lights hanging from the ceiling, emitting glaring light, making the entire space bright, depressing, and suffocating.
In the innermost room, Earl Baker was tied tightly to the wall, his former arrogance long gone.
His body was hunched, as if all his energy had been drained away. His old skin was covered with wounds of varying depths, some of which were still bleeding, while others had formed dark red scabs.
The nobleman's clothes were tattered, stained with dirt and blood, and he looked extremely miserable.
Earl Baker's head hung limply, his messy gray hair covering most of his face, leaving only a pair of cloudy and lifeless eyes exposed.
There was no longer the arrogance and calculation in his eyes, only a confused and bewildered look, as if he could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion.
“Huh…huh…”
The sound he made was like a broken bellows, hoarse and unpleasant.
It's true that evil will be punished.
The once arrogant and domineering Earl of Baker now looks like a vulture with its feathers plucked out.
Earl Baker's embarrassment and misery were nothing but a silent judgment of his past actions.
The pain and suffering he had inflicted on others was now finally returned to him.
It's just this little bit, less than one percent.
In the other corner of the room, Perrance sat elegantly on an armchair, out of place in the bloody and dirty surroundings.
He was wearing a neatly tailored silver-white suit, the fabric shone with a delicate luster under the pale light, and was spotless.
Her hands were covered in white silk gloves, her fingertips resting lightly on her arms, her posture was calm and reserved, as if this was not an interrogation chamber but an elegant banquet.
"Count Baker, I hope you can be more sober next time. After all, it's not me who wants to see you."
Perrance raised his eyebrows slightly, his lake-blue eyes hidden behind the cold lenses, emotionless.
Her iconic long silver hair makes her look like an elf in a snowy night, with an unreal coolness.
He crossed his legs, the tips of his shoes swaying slightly, his movements light and casual.
He wore a pair of thin-framed silver glasses on his nose, his eyes behind the lenses were calm, and the glasses chain hung on the side of his ear, swaying gently with his movements, flashing a subtle light.
There wasn't a trace of blood on his body, and even his every move seemed so calm.
If you observe carefully, you will actually find that Perrance is in a good mood now.
To be honest, these injuries on Earl Baker's body were not caused by him personally. After all, Perrance did not like to dirty his hands.
His mysophobia is still very serious.
"Ahem...cough cough..."
Earl Baker, who was tied to the wall, raised his head with difficulty, his cloudy eyes looking even more dull in the dim light.
When he saw Perrance sitting in the corner, his old eyes moved suddenly, as if they were lit by some strong and vicious resentment.
His cracked lips trembled as he squeezed out a low, hoarse curse with all his strength.
"Oh... bitch... you bitch..."
"Perrance...you...despicable...go to hell-!"
His voice was hoarse and broken, as if it was squeezed out from the depths of his throat, and every word was filled with strong hatred and unwillingness.
Earl Baker stared at Perrance, his cloudy pupils burning with resentful anger, as if he wanted to burn the other person to ashes.
Unfortunately, his curses seemed so powerless in the empty interrogation room that they were swallowed up by the cold air before they could even travel far.
Perlance just raised his eyes slightly, his gaze behind the lenses cold and distant, as if he was looking at a dying ant.
He didn't say a word, just sat there quietly.
Naturally, there was a grudge between them and they wanted revenge. What was the blood connection? Pearlance had half of Earl Baker's blood in his body - that half of the blood made Pearlance feel disgusting and dirty.
It's too dirty.
It's so dirty.
The blood of Earl Beck flows in his veins,
It's like every breath is filled with disgust and guilt.
In the corridor outside, the elevator arrived with a "ding" sound.
Perrance rose from his chair without hesitation.
He said:
"It seems that His Excellency Jin Er has arrived."
——
Outside.
Louis took Jin'er directly to the 5th underground floor. After a brief greeting between Jin'er and Perrance, he walked straight into the room.
His steps were steady and calm, his face expressionless, but his cold emerald eyes revealed a suppressed chill.
Louis did not leave with Perrance. Instead, he stood at the door, his eyes closely following Jin'er's back, his brows slightly furrowed, looking a little uneasy.
He was really a little worried, so he followed.
——Although Jin Er said that he would not really kill Earl Baker, Earl Baker was still useful after all.
But when people are really angry, it's not surprising that they do anything, not to mention that the Second Prince hasn't woken up yet.
Louis leaned against the door frame, his hands in his pockets, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing together.
His eyes occasionally swept towards Jin Er, and then glanced at Earl Baker who was tied to the wall.
He knew Jin Er too well - the man who was usually calm and composed, but at this moment, there was an almost dangerous edge hidden in his eyes.
Louis couldn't help but worry that Jin Er would pull out a gun and end Earl Baker's life the next moment.
No, no, no, that shouldn't happen. It would be too easy to kill him with one shot.
So Jin Er would never do that.
"Bullets have no eyes..."
Louis muttered silently in his heart.
Inside the room, on the other side of the wall, the entire wall was transformed into a huge weapons display rack.
Various types of guns are neatly arranged on it.
From exquisite pistols to powerful rifles, each one exudes a cold metallic luster.
The guns were arranged in an orderly manner, like some kind of cold work of art, which was intimidating.
And in the corner of the wall, there were many boxes of bullets piled up.
The boxes were of different sizes, some were open, revealing neatly arranged bullets inside, the copper shells gleaming faintly under the light.
There are all kinds of bullets available.
From ordinary pistol bullets to special large-caliber bullets, there are even some special-purpose ammunition.
Those bullets were cold and sharp, yet full of silent power.
I heard footsteps coming in.
Earl Baker raised his head with difficulty, and his cloudy eyes looked through his messy hair at Jin Er who was standing not far away.
He looked at Jin Er with cloudy eyes and laughed weakly:
"How come... the explosion at Count Reynard's mansion didn't... kill... you and Amiya... that bitch..."
"I'm so lucky... Oh... No..."
"Given Amiya's... personality... if he didn't come, does that mean... hahahaha... he's dead? Hahahaha!"
Earl Baker's head hung weakly, and every word he spoke was filled with deep resentment.
His voice was low and hoarse, but full of vicious curses.
"Amiya... that bastard... if he's not dead yet... he'll die a more miserable death than you can imagine... and you... you too... you... you'll all... go to hell..."
Even though his body was extremely weak, Earl Baker's eyes were still filled with crazy resentment, as if he wanted to pour all the curses on Jin Er.
The old man's breathing was rapid and weak, but he still refused to stop, as if this was his last strength and his only revenge.
"I curse you... I curse you... You will never have peace..."
His voice gradually lowered until it was almost a whisper.
But that resentful look never left Jin Er, as if he wanted to turn this hatred into substance and carve it viciously into the depths of the other's soul.
It's just a struggle to survive.
Jin Er ignored those vicious and boring words.
His gaze slowly swept across the guns on the wall, his cold emerald eyes like a sharp knife, tracing the outline of each weapon inch by inch.
Finally, his eyes fixed on a rifle, and he reached out and took the rifle off the wall with quick and decisive movements.
For him, the family's former heir curriculum formed the basis for shaping most of Jin'er's behaviors and habits.
The heir courses are very complicated, but you have to learn each one if you have one, including shooting and firearms.
And Xirui happened to be attending that course.
With Xirui's participation, the course was not so boring.
certainly,
Jiner graduated perfectly in every course.
Jin Er walked to the bullet box in the corner, bent down, and took out a row of bullets from the box.
His movements were methodical, his fingertips steadily pressing the bullets into the magazine one by one.
The sound of metal colliding was particularly clear in the silent room.
As the bullet was loaded into the gun chamber, Jin Er's eyes became increasingly stern.
His finger was lightly on the trigger, his breathing was steady and deep, and his whole body exuded a chilling aura.
It was like a ferocious beast ready to attack, ready to tear apart the flesh and blood in front of it at any time.
…
Louis had been leaning against the door, watching the first few shots with concern, and found that Jin Er's aim was really good, as so many bullets only hit his legs.
It was as if he was going to use countless bullets to smash Earl Baker's legs.
As the saying goes, an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
It seems that Jin Er is holding a grudge - he remembers Amiya's legs and the steel nails in Amiya's legs.
It was so long afterwards that Louis became a bit bored, and to be honest, the scene was... a bit too bloody.
So Louis withdrew his gaze, opened the terminal, put on headphones, and picked a movie to watch.
Two-thirds of the way through the movie.
The gunfire inside stopped.
Jin Er came out.
Louis was startled and quickly stopped the movie: "Boss Jin, are you leaving now?"
Hearing this, Jin Er's brows were filled with the smoke of war that had not yet dissipated. He asked back:
"Don't you want to spare his life? What's the point of just killing him? There are other guys behind this."
After saying that, Jin Er didn't stay any longer, perhaps because he felt that it would be a waste of time to stay here, so he strode towards the elevator.
He said, "Where is Perrance? I want to talk to him about something."
Louis turned his head and glanced into the room, his pupils shrinking in an instant at the shock of the scene before him.
The walls of the room were splattered with dark red blood. Looking closely at Earl Baker...
vomit……
His stomach churned and he quickly looked away, not daring to look any further.
Louis took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and quickly caught up with Jin Er's pace.
This is... really violent.
This is what is called a thousandfold return. The ground is already piled with bullet shells - so densely packed that there are no longer enough to count.
horrible.
Louis muttered to himself, shook his head, and shook off the bloody images from his mind.
He followed Jin Er:
"Perrance should still be upstairs. I'll take you to his office here."
——
Rhine Group specializes in the supply of high-tech arms, so Perlans can be said to be involved in both business and political circles and is very well-informed.
Jin'er talked with Perrance for a long time this time, mainly speculating about the suspect behind Earl Baker.
Before leaving, Perrance gave Jin Er a message.
"Your Excellency Jin'er, I have a friend who works in the Senate. Next month will be the succession and enthronement of the First Prince. I heard that His Majesty Atalan intends to have the Second Prince leave the main planet."
"This is the tradition of the Zerg royal family. Your Highness, if he does not have the right to succeed the throne, is not allowed to stay on the main planet."
"One reason is to ensure the sole succession to the throne, and the other is naturally to weaken the power of the other princes."
Finally, Perrance asked Jin Er a question seriously:
"If Your Excellency had to choose between the two princes, I'm sure you would side with the Second Prince, right?"
This is an extremely acute issue.
But Perrance did not hear Jin'er's answer.
Because, at that time, Jin'er's terminal happened to receive a call request.
As soon as Jin Er opened the terminal and put it to his ear, Xirui's anxious voice came from inside:
"Something terrible has happened! My sister-in-law is hurting herself! Something doesn't feel right, please come back soon!!!"
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