Chapter Seventy-Two: The Weak Red Inu
"I'm sick to hear you. Kailas's sneer was full of mockery.
Thatch grunted in pain again. At this time, only the sound of "εββ" was heard, and the castle, which had been plunged into darkness, lit up with a faint light. In the dim light, Eric and Chiko saw that in the three or four minutes that the power had been cut off, the eight agents who had surrounded them had been torn open in the chest, and Thatch was dripping with blood struggling to support his body under Kairas's knife. Obviously, Kairaz didn't want to end Thatch's life with a single stab, so every knife he just made avoided the point.
"Put down the knife in your hand. Chiko snatched the rifle that Eric had taken from her and aimed it at Kailas.
Kailas smiled wickedly, "What qualifications do you have to threaten me, even without Thatch as a hostage, are you sure your bullet can hit me?"
"I-" Chiko squirmed her throat nervously, "I'll do whatever it takes!"
"At all costs?" said Kailas, laughing with a mockery of ignorance, "you overestimate yourself, what price can you bear?"
"As much as I hate this vicious dog, if he dies, I'm in trouble. Eric tried to stall as long as he could, "I think you understand that the orphanage director is dead, but her orphanage is still there. β
Hearing Eric's words, Kairas's laughter came to an abrupt end. He looked Eric in the eye and said with a little admiration, "Eric, you are really good, and as old Puffer said, you can always think of something that others can't think of." β
"I can guarantee the safety of this orphanage, in the name of the CIA in country K. Eric assured decisively.
"That's right, I can talk to Director Thompson right now. This time, Chiko did not reprimand Eric for misusing the name of the CIA.
"Do you think Thompson, the big tail that followed Jefferson, can fight this vicious dog of purgatory?" Thatch snorted, unable to hold it anymore, and fell to his knees on his legs.
"But I can guarantee it!" came a striking voice at the end of the hallway, a voice that seemed to have a majesty that would not be resisted.
"Mrs. Hudson!" Chiko shouted excitedly at the voice.
"Kailas, stop it. Mrs. Hudson slowly appeared haggard in the dim light, and it was Caitlyn who supported her.
"Ma'am. Seeing Mrs. Hudson, Kelas's eyes showed a lot of guilt.
"Kairaz, let Thatch go. Mrs. Hudson's tone was a little caring. And it was this fluttering sentence that made the firm knife in Kailas's hand shake slightly.
"I don't need your sympathy. Thatch snarled and tried to get up from the ground.
Kairas looked indifferently at Thatch, who was trying to climb from the ground, and slashed at his shoulder with lightning speed. Thatch snorted and fell to the ground. But he still gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground, or in his eyes, in front of his own subordinates, in front of Mrs. Hudson, to stand up was the bare minimum of a leader.
"That's what you want. Kailas put away her knife and removed a pendant from her neck. This pendant is not a pearl gemstone, but two USB sticks strung together by a keychain.
"The red list, the white key. Keiras left Thatch, who was struggling to his feet, and respectfully handed the two USB sticks to Mrs. Hudson.
"You want us to see?" asked Eric.
"I want Thatch to see, and I want Madame to see, what exactly are you looking for?" said Kelas gave Eric a cold look.
"As I said, I don't care what it is. Mrs. Hudson didn't take the USB stick.
"Madam, because of these two things, I have killed my most beloved relatives in the world. I don't want to lose her cherished orphanage again. Kailas insisted that Mrs. Hudson take the two USB sticks.
"I swear in the name of the Hudsons that I will keep this orphanage no matter what. "Mrs. Hudson has taken over this great treasure of intelligence from Kailas.
"Give it to me!" Thatch staggered to his feet, covered in blood and trembling, the muzzle of the black hole in his hand pointed at Mrs. Hudson.
"You're finally in a hurry. Eric stood in front of Chiko, "What the hell is in this USB flash drive!"
"Give it to me!" Thatch, covered in blood, became even more hideous, like a red-haired monster.
At that moment, a flash of silver light flashed down Eric's cheek and shot straight at Thatch. In the blink of an eye, only a muffled sound was heard on the ground, the black gun in Thatch's hand had fallen to the ground, and there was another gushing blood mark on Thatch's wrist.
"Let's all come to the study, except for Agent Caitlin, all the other agents go to clean up the aftermath. Mrs. Hudson turned to Caitlyn and said, "Go and help Thatch with his wounds." β
"Yesβthank youβ" Caitlin nodded gratefully.
"Eric, you're quick-witted. Mrs. Hudson smiled kindly.
"After all, you are the owner of this castle. Eric winked wickedly.
"You-" Chiko looked at the tacit understanding between Eric and Mrs. Hudson suspiciously.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I used that phone to contact Director Thompson quietly, and I also quietly contacted Caitlyn. Eric pulled out his phone and threw it to Chiko.
"You!" Chiko was about to have a seizure after knowing that Eric was acting behind her back again, but in front of Mrs. Hudson, she did save the situation because of this phone call, so she could only swallow this breath hard. But can't this self-righteous detective consult her in advance?
"For in this castle there is no one but Mrs. Hudson to stop the rampant ripper. Eric smiled at Kairath, "Am I self-aware?"
"So you can live a long time. "Kailas returned to that unfathomable calm.
"Yes, it's a wonderful thing to live for a long time, to meet a lot of incomprehensible people, incomprehensible things. Eric couldn't see what was hidden beneath Kailas's bottomless calm.
"That's the end of admiring each other. Mrs. Hudson laughed teasingly, "We have more important truths to uncover." β
With that, Mrs. Hudson glanced at Thatch, who was pale from blood loss, the weakest Thatch she had ever seen. Although she had seen Thatch covered in blood, he was still like a dog of purgatory that could make people look at him and fear him, but now his weakness came from within him, a fear of the truth.