Chapter 195 Red Brick Lane
"The Zmangers...were they the mafia who took Sonya away?"
Although it sounded like a gangster's name, Angel still asked just in case.
"They're more than just a gang. Although 'Zimang' means 'warrior' in the Highlands language, and most of their members are from Feysac, they've long been controlled by Intis's intelligence agency, becoming their tools for gathering intelligence and doing dirty work. This time, they're trying to capture Sonya, most likely with the instigation of Intis Republic spies, and they're after the Difference Engine manuscript."
As a former intelligence officer, the Dominican Federation was very familiar with these gangs in the East District and quickly told Angel the background of the Zmanger Party as if reciting it from memory.
"Then how did they find this place? They couldn't have relied on divination, could they?" Angel continued analyzing. "That's certainly possible. Sonya, a Sequence 9 diviner, was able to find clues to the manuscript. Intis's intelligence agency might not lack Beyonders of higher sequences. They then followed the clues and found you."
"They may not yet know that the manuscript was sold to Mr. A, or they may already know but think you have a copy, so they kidnapped Sonya to try to extract information."
"Damn it! Where did we get a copy? I can't even understand that..." The Dominican Federation cursed, but worried that the neighbors might hear due to the poor sound insulation, he lowered his voice and continued, "We have to rescue Sonia quickly. If they're sure she doesn't know the whereabouts of the manuscript, they'll probably kill her to silence her."
Not only will they kill to silence the witnesses, but if there are Extraordinary People, they might even try to communicate with spirits... After all, the dead cannot lie.
Angel thought to himself and did not tell the Dominican Federation about this possibility.
Of course, during the divination just now, Sonya was only imprisoned and still sleeping. For some reason, the Zmanger Party had not yet interrogated her. This might be the last chance.
Wearing a cloak to hide his face, Angel watched as the Dominican Federation picked up the pistol, dagger and dagger on the table and hid them in various places under the cloak, fully arming himself. Then the two of them left the apartment building, and the latter led the way to the Red Brick Lane in the divination.
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In a windowless room, two burly men in windbreakers were surrounding a boy who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, holding sticks in their hands and swinging them around him from time to time.
Every time the stick passed by him, his whole body trembled, as if the threat that missed him was causing him unbearable pain.
"Boy, I'm running out of patience. You know our methods. If we really use them on you, you'll spend the rest of your life lying in bed, if you even have a second half of your life."
One man ran out of patience and threw the wooden stick in his hand to the ground. The sound made the boy tremble again, but his hands were tied and hung from the ceiling. His feet could only barely touch the ground. He stood on tiptoe to support the weight of his body. He could do nothing but beg for mercy and tremble.
"...I, I really told you everything. Didn't you find Gao Li? Didn't he tell you anything?"
The two men looked at each other. The one who threw down the stick went to a corner of the room, opened a metal box, and rummaged through it. The occasional sound of metal collision made the young man's face look even more desperate.
"You think you're the only one with the clues, so we wouldn't dare do anything to you, huh? I'm telling you, there's someone in the next room who also knows where the manuscript is. Once our executioner has chopped you into pieces, I'll go find her and ask her about it, then let her go home. And you, on the other hand, will just rot in the sewer, just like your boss."
The other man kept uttering threats, pinching both sides of the boy's head with his hands and pressing hard, making the latter look painful.
"I've already told you everything! Didn't Gao Li steal the manuscript? And now someone else has taken it away. Ah ah—stop pinching me, how would I know who it is? It's no use even if you kill me!"
The young man spoke incoherently, tears streaming from his eyes, whether from pain or panic, but it did not move the gloomy man in front of him at all.
"Cut off three of his fingers first, then I'll ask again."
He said to another man who was busy in the corner.
"Okay, I'll be right there."
The man who was rummaging through the tools answered casually, rummaged carefully in the box, took out two rusty pairs of scissors, tried them out with a "clicking" sound, and then turned back.
"I'm so sorry, the scissors are a bit rusty, so it might hurt..."
Halfway through his words, he was stunned and looked towards the center of the room.
The man who was talking to him just now has fallen to the ground and his life or death is unknown.
Apart from the young man who was still hanging from the ceiling, there was no one else in the room.
"What's going on? What did you do?!"
Looking at the only young man in the room who might have taken action, the man had a panicked look on his face, waving the scissors in his hand and roaring in a cowardly manner.
The next second, he felt a sharp pain at the back of his neck. His eyes went dark and he fell to the ground. The two pairs of scissors slid far away on the ground.
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After easily dealing with the two strong men, Angel lifted his invisibility and looked at the stunned boy.
"I can put you down, but I hope you won't scream or do anything irrational, otherwise you'll end up like them."
Angel warned, and when the boy nodded hurriedly, he took out a dagger and cut the ropes that tied him to the ceiling.
"Bang--"
The boy's legs went limp and he knelt on the ground. Then he struggled to get up, reached for a pair of scissors beside him, cut the ropes on his wrists and ankles, and regained his freedom.
He's very mobile and his hands are very nimble... Although he was frightened, he remained rational, which is better than most adults.
Angel assessed the boy's movements.
"Thank you, ma'am. Are you from MI9? I've only seen this kind of magical ability from them."
He's referring to my invisibility? But the Dominican Federation said that this "MI9" is an organization that fights against foreign Beyonders' infiltration, so it must have quite a few Beyonders of its own...
"No, I'm not." After a moment's hesitation, she still didn't pretend to be an official. "I just have some personal grudges with the Zmanger Party. Have you seen a woman they captured? About seventeen years old, with long brown hair, about your height."
"They mentioned a woman next door awaiting trial, but I don't know if that's the one you're talking about."
Rubbing his wrists which were slightly red and swollen after being tied up, the boy pointed to the wall on the side.
"By the way, my name is Ian. May I ask..."
"Ian, you wait here, or find a way to escape on your own."
Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Angel turned around and left the interrogation room. Outside the door was a long corridor, which was dimly lit and empty.
"The Dominican Federation is already making a commotion at the front gate. We need to find Sonia quickly and leave here..."
Listening carefully to the faint gunshots and shouts coming from downstairs, Angel looked in the direction Ian had pointed, where there was a tightly closed iron door.
“Click——”
I pressed the door handle and it was locked.
Using a lock picking tool would take about 2 minutes, but this way...
Angel kicked the door lock, and the fragile lock fell apart with a "bang", and large and small parts fell to the ground. The whole iron door opened inward, rotated 180 degrees and hit the wall on the other side.
In her dark vision, in a pitch-black room, a disheveled girl was lying on the ground, biting the rope that bound her hands with her teeth. Frightened by the sound of the door opening, she shrank her head and curled up like a frightened quail, looking over here.
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