The two thugs were interrogated separately, one side was electrocuted, and the other house was a small game of cutting your finger if you answered incorrectly, and soon the answer was there.

However, after the two miscellaneous psychological defenses collapsed and asked some basic questions, and then asked them where they buried the killed reporter, the answer was that they didn't know!

I really don't know, Joseph is playing barbecue on this side, and Yuri and Lin Man on the other side are cutting five claws and peeling a few pieces of skin on the brute's hands, and people go from not knowing to making up nonsense: admit to killing, but at this time, the characteristics of the victim are not right at all.

I had no choice but to give up.

It can be seen that this miscellaneous car really doesn't know, and is already making it up in order to be less tormented.

If these two beasts were confronted with an executioner who only needed one answer, then the case would be closed under inducement, and as for the corpses...

Say whatever you want, like throwing it into the Atlantic, you check the hair!

But what Joseph and others want is the truth, not some kind of answer, and it is enough to ask, no need to induce.

As soon as the two groups of interrogators met, they felt that the situation was a bit difficult, and Joseph said: "We seem to have made a mistake, and I hope the other teams will have good luck." ”

Here, Lin Man said: "The second group has already set off for the city, just their den, do you want to continue?"

Here, Valentin interjected: "Even if you do a good thing, there are still imprisoned people over there." ”

Carlotta doesn't know the exact location of the den, but she does know what's going on inside the den, and there are at least five other women there who are considered sex-nu.

Lin Man was not cold-blooded, but asked what to do next, and heard this: "Then we have to hurry, the second group will finish in an hour at most, the police over there will be soon arcade, we have to evacuate first." ”

Then speed it up.

The two brutes were no longer valuable, and what Joseph and the others needed to know was already clear, so they dragged them out and threw them into the pile hole.

As for the last two prostitutes who are still alive, they have been cleaned up by a group of two guys, and this will be completely abolished.

Originally, he wanted to leave the French with a completely scrapped mouth, but after thinking about the scene he saw when he first entered the bungalow, Joseph decided that it was better not to trouble the police.

Throw the well hole, a hundred.

The concrete mixer truck drove over, lowered the conveying pipes, and poured several tons of concrete into each shaft.

After that, a dump truck loaded with a whole load of muck and the two excavators drove in, and then filled the hole that was not completely filled.

The speed of mechanized construction is fast, and soon the four pile shafts will be gone, and the dozens of miscellaneous debris below will not even have the opportunity to become flower fertilizer, which will disappear.

The girls who were still alive were taken to a nearby hospital, each with some cash from the miscellaneous pieces in their pockets.

As it happens, there is a police station near the hospital.

Those who are delirious can only temporarily leave the entrance of the hospital and let Carlotta go in to find the doctor by herself.

Before leaving the car, Carlotta looked at Joseph, who was still wearing a hood, and asked, "You are not police?"

The hood was put on when he entered the bungalow, and then in front of everyone who would be left alive.

"It's not. ”

"You are good people. ”

"Not really, but not particularly bad.

Forget about us, just say that a group of French special police sent you, and the police won't ask more. ”

Carlotta got out of the car and walked into the hospital, and after a while, Joseph, who was diagonally across the road, saw several doctors running and pushing stretcher beds out, helping the other ten women who were lying or sitting on the ground, and at the same time, two policemen on duty also ran out of the door of the police station not far away, and then drove away.

No one had the time to pay attention to their car.

Even if you notice it, it doesn't matter, the license plate is not the car's.

The car drove to District 18 and received a call halfway through: the second group had cleared the traffickers' stronghold, captured three people alive, killed two, and found seven imprisoned women.

Three miscellaneous pieces had been taken away, and after a brief search of the den, a lot of cash was found, which was divided among the women. In addition to the evacuation and police calling, two people were left nearby to see how long it would take for the French police to arrive.

I called Pavel again to explain the situation, saw a phone booth on the side of the road, parked, Joseph got out of the car and dialed a number.

"Sir, I'm going to call the police, there's a shootout in the fire station under construction north of the town of Grolai, and there are a few dead people you need to deal with.

That's all, thank you!"

Hanging up the phone and leaving, a bit nonsensical, but Mr. Gendarmerie Commander on the other end of the phone should understand what to do.

Joseph didn't have to worry about those three jobs, and the "United Forces" had a branch in Paris, which was on the surface. As for secretly keeping a back hand, such as a safe house, it would be good to use it for interrogators.

Change buses halfway and return to the hotel with a big grin.

As soon as he saw Pavel, Joseph asked, "How is Alexander?"

Pavel, who hadn't left the hotel tonight, would take a cup of Eliza's freshly ground coffee from the coffee machine, and say, "A hundred times more disgusting than you guys."

Also, Kirill led people to do it in Italy, where not only human trafficking, but also the weapon-official trade, you came across quite well..."

Well, Joseph understood why he had to wait, but was soon told to do it, and it was Alexander's side that was in a worse situation.

Something that made Pavel feel dark more than human organs-trade, otherwise he would not have said so.

"What is it?"

"When Alexander made a bloody movie with living people, they found out that two women were dead, and the scum was preparing to torture and kill the third, a 12-year-old girl. ”

"Scum!

German shit!"

Pavel's anger suddenly rose up, which was really a bit overwhelming!

Yes, Alexander was not in France, but in western Germany, in a warehouse between Bonn, the capital of West Germany, and Cologne.

The distance between the two cities is only twenty or thirty kilometers, and they are almost connected.

From 1949 to 1990 Bonn was the capital of the Federal Republic of Germany, and although the capital of the Federal Republic of Germany has changed back to Berlin, the German government is still in Bonn.

"It's time to kill them alive!"

Pavel actually smiled, as if the temperature had dropped a little around him.

"Cut into sticks, Alexander did what we liked best. ”

Joseph was taken aback by this, "Didn't you hang someone at the door of the Reichstag?"

"It's not that crazy, hang it on the street lamp pole in front of the police station closest to the dark studio, and the waste cops have to be busy for a while.

The Germans would go crazy if they were to hang in front of the Reichstag, and that's not what we and the boss wanted.

The film was also brought back, the people had been evacuated, and it would have been interesting to make two copies of them and send them to the German police headquarters and their chancellor when the time came. ”