Chapter 259 A Deeper Mystery, A Larger Situation



As expected, the group was taken to the CIA for investigation and interrogated separately.

During the interrogation, everyone naturally told the truth and denied everything.

The interrogation of Lu Zhufeng was the most difficult, as he had the worst English and gave irrelevant and rambling answers.

The investigators called in an interpreter, who then spoke in a mix of Chinese and English.

Interpreter: "Mr. Lu, are you aware of this matter?"

Lu Zhufeng: "No, I don't know."

Interpreter: "Mr. Lu, all the evidence points to you as the perpetrator."

Lu Zhufeng: "Dog fart, don't cover your shit basin."

Translator: "Mr. Lu, your English is terrible."

Lu Zhufeng's fusion of East and West, a double dose of national essence: "Go to your mother, I fuck!"

...

The CIA investigators were clearly not fools; combining the accounts of others with the videos they saw, they naturally noticed numerous suspicious points.

The locations of the attacks spanned a wide area, but the time intervals between them were too short, which is clearly illogical.

According to their investigation, Chu Liyue and Chu Nanfeng, in particular, were of extremely noble and prominent status, making it difficult to explain why they committed multiple acts of violence in the street in one night.

In particular, Chu Liyue's mention of the Deadpool caught their attention.

After comparing the video using various methods, the person in the video matched everyone perfectly in terms of appearance and bone structure, but the only thing missing was a hollow look in their eyes, which was not like the look a normal person should have.

Despite the doubts, the video had already been circulated. Even though they tried their best to intercept and delete it, it still caused public panic to some extent. They could not easily release the person before the matter was investigated.

In the detention room, Xiao Wujie sat on the bed with his back against the cold wall, one leg dangling over the edge of the bed and the other bent, one hand supporting his forehead and gently pinching his brow.

I was woken up in the middle of the night and taken to this secret place of confinement. There have been continuous interrogations and investigations for more than ten hours now.

He slightly emptied his mind, and his thoughts began to wander.

Judging by the time, under the protection of his invisibility talisman, Lin Qingyi should have already arrived safely at the Chinese Embassy.

Given Chu Liyue and Chu Nanfeng's distinguished status, the embassy would inevitably intervene upon receiving the news and engage in negotiations with the US federal government.

This case is riddled with doubts and loopholes, and with pressure from China, the CIA can't detain them for long.

As long as the news is suppressed and the illusion that they have been imprisoned is created, Lin Qingyi's whereabouts will be exposed, and Vito Rosso will be left to take the bait.

Logically, it's flawless.

But it was precisely this feeling that everything seemed acceptable and feasible that made Xiao Wujie wary and suspicious.

If Vito Rosso were really that easy to deal with, they wouldn't have been unable to pinpoint his location even after being in Boston for so long.

Even with their whereabouts about to be exposed, in a desperate situation, such behavior seems far too crude and rudimentary.

This is nothing like Vito Rosso's insidious, ruthless, and cunning style.

Judging from the current situation, it was Vito Rosso who orchestrated their imprisonment and took the opportunity to kidnap Lin Qingyi.

However, Xiao Wujie had a vague feeling that Vito Rosso's target was not Lin Qingyi, but rather that he was trying to hinder them.

But what was he trying to do by holding them back?

Escape?

Boston had long been a trap set by them; if he could have escaped, he would have already done so.

If they're not running away, then they must be setting up a much bigger scheme.

But he had already broken his wings to almost nothing. He was like fish on the shore, barely surviving. How could he possibly have the ability to set up a bigger plan?

As he went through everything that had happened since arriving in Boston, a strange and effeminate face suddenly appeared in his mind.

The old witch who gave him an extremely dangerous feeling, Aisie Hall.

Since they arrived in Boston, their relationship with Vito Rosso has been like a pure cat-and-mouse game, with Vito Rosso always in a completely passive position.

All he could do was hide desperately, showing no sign of or ability to retaliate.

Only that mysterious and enigmatic old witch was the instigator of their encounter in Boston.

That so-called seminar must have been a scheme orchestrated by either her or Qian Shan, or even both of them.

What connection did they have that made her go to such lengths to cut off his path to survival?

Lately, everyone's attention has been drawn to his body and Vito Rosso, leaving the most dangerous old witch completely overlooked.

Just because Vito Rosso lacked the ability to retaliate doesn't mean the old witch couldn't either; just because Vito Rosso lacked the ability to orchestrate a larger scheme, what about the old witch?

Perhaps she is the big fish they've been searching for, the one standing behind Vito Rosso...

As his thoughts drifted to this point, he felt as if he were enveloped in a thick fog, and the largest fish hidden deep underwater seemed about to emerge, yet he had a feeling that he couldn't quite grasp it.

This was, after all, just his guess.

But what is certain is that after this incident, the opponent will definitely have a backup plan, and that old witch must have a deeper connection with him and Chu Liyue.

They're bound to clash sooner or later.

The constant exertion took a toll on my body. My mind was racing, and waves of fatigue washed over me.

The physical strain forced him to stop thinking and rest.

Taking matters into his own hands seems to be the best course of action he can think of given the current uncertainty.

He pinched his brow hard, then lay on his side on the bed and closed his eyes tightly.

Despite his exhaustion, he was unable to fall asleep.

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