Chapter 10

Chapter 010 He Hates "Rats" the Most

After Smino finished speaking, he sat down opposite the man with a bench in his arms, staring at the man who was still conscious.

Next second.

The man's eyes flew open, his body struggling violently, and his eyes looked like they would explode in the next second.

Looking at the man's mouth covered with blood, Smirnoff raised his eyebrows. Only Gin would do such a rude act. After all, Gin would not have the patience for such things.

Sure enough, the interrogation aspect still depends on him. Thinking of this, Smino hummed happily.

However, he did not notice that the eyes of the people around him were looking at him with increasing disapproval, until Rye walked over with a frown and looked at the man's bloody fingers.

He shifted his gaze without any hesitation, and finally put his hand on Smino's shoulder: "Are you going to sit here?"

"I have always interrogated people in this style. I like to see the pain and despair of those rats who betrayed the organization the most."

Smino said this, then stood up and looked at the man who raised his head in pain because of the electric current, his voice was dry and intermittent.

Smirnoff didn't even blink at such a horrific scene. He then turned around and looked at the Scotch and Bourbon next to him, and curled the corners of his mouth.

"This is the fate of those who betray the organization, so don't betray me, or I will torture you myself."

After Smino said this, he glanced at Rye who remained silent beside him.

His eyes did not look at the man struggling in pain, but fell on his body. After Smino looked away, he found that Rye looked at him with even more despair.

But this despair is not the despair that Smino wants to see. What Smino wants to see is fear.

But the emotions in Rye's eyes were fixed on him, and he was the source of that heartache and despair.

As soon as he saw this, Smirnoff hurried to look at Scotland and Bourbon not far away.

——The same eyes, the same heartache, and even the same pale face.

It might be better if these people's eyes were not on him, but now everyone's eyes were on him.

This made Smirnoff hesitate to speak.

no!

Didn't he just make his attitude clear?

Didn't he say that this is what happens when you betray the organization?

He was just about to say "If you dare to leak the organization's secrets, I will kill you"!

Hence why the look they gave him was even more painful.

"System! What the hell is going on!?"

[The host is not in a hurry. He detects that everyone's sympathy for the host is increasing sharply. 】

"What's the reason? I want to hear the reason!"

[Host, didn’t you say that 놙놚 would be in big trouble if he betrayed the organization? 】

"What's the problem? I want to kill them!"

[You are the host. You are in front of them. Aren’t you from the red camp? If you betray the organization, won't your fate be miserable? 】

"I... am not, you... are... fucking..."

Smino was so angry when he heard the system's explanation. Could it be that these people couldn't understand what people were saying?

he! Pure wine! Pure bad guy!

The kind of bad guy who kills people when he gets angry!

Thinking of this, Smino sighed, and then he heard the man behind him move a little slower. He thought of how to change his image.

He walked to the desk without looking back, looked at the scattered documents on it, then turned around and touched Scotland with his finger.

"Scotland."

"I, Senior."

Scotland turned his head to look, and Smino saw the worry that was about to overflow from Scotland's eyes, and he had evil thoughts in his mind.

Then he slowly said: "You are responsible for examining this man. If the man still doesn't speak, dig out his eyes."

Having said that, Smino looked at Scotland, whose face turned pale instantly, and the curve of his mouth became bigger and bigger.

Bourbon next to him turned his head and looked at him in surprise. Even Rye not far away was surprised by Smirnoff's words.

The three people's stunned expression was within Smino's expectations.

Smirnoff approached Scotland with a chuckle, and while straightening Scotland's collar, he opened his mouth again.

"Gin is watching from the other side of the camera. Scotland, I remember you are in the action team. If you perform well at this time, maybe you can impress Gin."

After saying this, Smirnoff saw with his own eyes that Scotland had calmed down, and the previous panic turned into calmness at this moment.

Before he could express his doubts, Scotland reached out and held the hand of Smirnoff who was adjusting his collar.

"Senior, I won't hold you back."

"So senior, I will complete the task."

Smirnoff: Huh?

"System, did Scotland comfort me just now? Did I say something wrong again?"

[This is for them to understand what the host said - Gin is watching the camera, do something to dispel suspicion, otherwise he will be noticed. 】

"When did I ever think of that?"

Smino said he was very tired, he was really tired.

He really didn't mean that!

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Smirnoff sat at the table, Rye next to him crossed his arms, while Bourbon was on the other side watching Scotland's movements.

The atmosphere is very weird.

Scotland hesitated in his move to dig out the man's eyes, and Smirnoff could see Scotland's fear.

But it's not uncommon. After all, compared to a gunshot to the head, digging out someone's eyeballs with your own hands is really disgusting.

Seeing Scotland's movement, the man's struggle gradually subsided, but Smino knew that the man who was hanging on by the recovery agent would not die immediately.

Thinking about it, he swung his legs and said directly, "Come here."

…

"Gin broke your teeth, which shows that you are very stubborn and won't say anything. But everyone in the organization who knows me knows that I never ask for information in the form of a rat."

Smino's voice rang out at this time, sounding particularly abrupt in the empty interrogation room, and Scotland's movements also stopped.

Then he stood aside, and the man's blind look was exposed.

——His eyes were bloody and missing eyeballs, his mouth was covered with yellow-white flesh, and his fingers were red and swollen like a piece of rotten meat.

Even so, I am still alive.

——The recovery agent in the organization can really hold on to its last breath.

Seeing the man like this, Smino curled his lips in disgust, then jumped off the table and took out a black pistol from Rye's waist.

He kept muttering while he was laughing.

"I hate rats more than Gin does. Besides, it's too ironic to get information from rats. They didn't tell the truth when they were alive, but now that they are dying, they are telling the truth?"

After saying this, Smino walked up to the man, looked at Scotland's fingers that were still bloodshot, frowned slightly, and looked away.

Then he raised the gun and pointed it at the man's head. "I never get intelligence from rats, but from rats' families."

"I think your wife, who is five months pregnant, and your child who is still in elementary school will be down to accompany you soon."

"Goodbye, mouse."

Smirno didn't give the man a chance to recover and shot him in the head. Even though blood stained his body, Smirno didn't frown.

After he did all this, he took another look at the mess in front of him and finally turned around.

"Leave the Bourbon and Scotch to deal with the dirty stuff. As for the rye, let's go check out the Gin Bar first."

"That guy may still be waiting for my report." At this point, Smino sighed helplessly.

"I'm afraid Gin is mad as hell."

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