She closed the doors and windows, took a shower, lay down on the bed, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
At first she couldn't sleep, always worried about what was happening outside, but then she thought, what does the dirty deeds of human beings have to do with her, and after a while, she actually fell asleep.
At the same time, the interior of the central building was brightly lit.
Ling Lang was leading his men to capture someone. Seeing that the person was cornered and about to shoot himself, he suddenly shot the supernatural power in his palm towards the other person.
The gangster was instantly forced to drop the gun in his hand because of the heat, and was kicked by Ling Lang the next second.
Ling Lang stepped on his chest and took out all the bullets and weapons from his pockets. Then he found a bag of still-warm human organs in his pocket. He was extremely angry and kicked him hard: "You commit crimes against the wind. Should I say you are awesome, or are you not afraid of death?"
The man on the ground was kicked so hard that he couldn't speak. Soon he was pinned to the ground, his arms were tied behind his back, and he was handcuffed.
"Bring him to the water prison."
Ling Lang took the things and rushed to the water dungeon angrily.
On the way, I met Xia Jingyu who was also leading people to investigate a case.
The two met.
Xia Jingyu asked: "What's going on?"
"What's going on with you? Shouldn't you have died long ago?"
"Something happened. I need to find out before I go back."
"Whatever you say." Ling Lang was so angry that he didn't bother to say another word.
Xia Jingyu followed him, "Dianshui Prison?"
"Um."
"I'm coming to take a look too," she said. "There's something I can't quite figure out. People in the dungeon, did you capture any intelligence spies the other day? I just wanted to ask around and find out a little bit."
Ling Lang ignored her and left with his men.
The inside and outside of the dungeon were stained red with blood.
The execution ground outside was littered with corpses.
Almost all of them were outsiders wearing black masks.
It is not difficult to see that a prison break took place here not long ago.
After Xia Jingyu entered the water dungeon, he took over the third floor below ground.
After patrolling through the dark cells, she finally found the know-it-all she was looking for.
But the interrogation is still going on next to here.
She couldn't bring anyone in, so she could only wait on the side.
Qiu Chao was wearing medical blue gloves. As soon as he injected a drug into the prisoner's body, the prisoner began to convulse all over, twisting and twitching in pain. It seemed as if there was a wild beast in his body trying to break free, causing cracks to appear on his skin.
He didn't even blink, and in just five seconds, he had pried the man's mouth open.
Qiu Chao stood up, slowly took off his gloves, and reported the information to the man behind him: "He said the name of a place."
Duan Xiaolin's eyes were indifferent. He sat on a blood-stained chair at the side, flipping through the files. Upon hearing this, he ordered, "Investigate."
Then he marked a few key points on the file. "The missing parts are here. We need to check them carefully. Their escape route and the secret connections between these people and them can be checked together."
Someone behind him took it and said, "Understood."
Ling Lang brought his men in and threw the contents of the bag on the table.
The blood inside flowed all the way to the ground along the gap that was not completely sealed.
Tick-tock——
The smell of blood is extremely strong.
Qiu Chao rubbed his neck. "How come I just interrogated a dozen people and you're already sending me another one, Ling Lang?"
Ling Lang: "You should ask them why they keep acting like human beings."
Qiu Chao signaled him to tie the person on the ground to the cross.
While adjusting the potion, he said indifferently, "I just came here for a trip, but I didn't expect you to drag me here to do hard labor again. Shouldn't the headquarters treat me to a meal?"
"Who told you you're from Franlun?" Ling Lang shrugged.
This time, even the medicine in Qiu Chao's hand was not injected into the patient. After seeing the symptoms of the previous few patients, the patient had already confessed.
Qiu Chao clapped his hands and burned his gloves in the air. "Let's go home after work. It's time to eat and drink. Everyone, please feel free."
He was tired anyway.
Busy all night.
No fewer than ten were interrogated.
Confess everything.
His methods are direct and he never beats around the bush.
If you don't speak up, you will be physically tortured.
After saying this, he unexpectedly saw Xia Jingyu outside the cell.
He adjusted the mask on his face, and the expression underneath was somewhat complicated.
Xia Jingyu also came in and waved away the bloody smell in the air. "My dad asked me to come here to interrogate a few prisoners. I didn't expect to see you here carrying out your mission."
She crossed her arms and said, "It's really hard work. I have to work overtime so late at night."
Qiu Chao laughed: "We are not as lucky as General Xia, who has a marshal father. We are just a bunch of dogs."
Xia Jingyu: "You really know how to praise yourself."
Qiu Chao never cared about these things.
He asked: "Are you okay? I think everything should be fine now."
Ling Lang nodded, "Okay, I'll take care of the rest. You can do it too, brother."
However, the man sitting in the dark corner at the side didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.
Qiu Chao raised his eyebrows.
She pulled a chair over and asked the man for a cigarette. Just as she lit it, she saw him take off the silver-rimmed glasses on his nose.
"Anything else?" He flicked the ash off his cigarette but didn't smoke.
Only then did Qiu Chao realize that there was something wrong with his lenses.
He snorted and laughed, "The lens was dropped? How come it's loose?"
"I fell."
The man snapped on the lenses, then put them on. He then slowly took the gun from the table, inserted a bullet, and silently loaded it.
“It’s a miracle.”
Qiu Chao leaned back in his chair, comfortably enjoying the bloody smell in the cell, but he had to pay attention to his movements.
"Brother Duan, is there anything else you haven't finished?"
Ling Lang also noticed it.
He subconsciously closed the cell door to prevent the people inside from leaving.
I guess he has something to say.
The man's skeleton was strong, but his long, powerful fingers gripped the trigger and slowly aimed at the woman in the cell.
The daughter of the base marshal, Xia Jingyu.
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