The old man succeeded in tricking Hima's trust, but Hima told him, "I really don't know those people, and when Rahal wakes up, I'll ask him for you." The old man couldn't, so he had to wait patiently. Seeing that time was passing minute by minute, and Lahal was still asleep, he couldn't wait, he was afraid that if the time dragged on for a long time, those people would not know where they went, wouldn't it be more difficult to find?

He stood up and walked out. The old man didn't want to ruin the kind image he had easily created, and he wanted to find someone to help him carry the black cauldron, so he came to Ari's room. Ari, too, was walking around impatiently, and when he saw him come in, he stopped and asked him, "How is it?" The old man shook his head and said, "No, I haven't woken up yet." "If you haven't woken up yet? When will you have to wait? If you wait, you won't know where to run." Ari stood in front of the old man, glaring at him condescendingly.

The old man looked at him indifferently and said, "What can I do? Ari glanced at him and smiled, "You're a policeman, of course you can't, then let me come." He walked out in a menacing manner and came to Lahore's hospital room. When Seema saw that it was him, he quickly stood up in fright, stepped aside, and Ari strode to Rahal's hospital bed, and as soon as his hand was raised, Shima screamed loudly: "Murder, help." ”

The sound echoed throughout the hallways of the hospital, and the police outside did not enter, but Rahal was awakened, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ari standing in front of him, and he quickly closed his eyes in fright. The old man ran in from the outside and shouted, "What do you want to do? Ari smiled, put down his hand, turned and walked out.

The old man comforted her and said, "It's all right, don't be afraid, aren't there policemen outside the door?" The old man was actually standing at the door just now, how could the two policemen come in without his order, he laughed dryly, came to Lahore, and said, "I am in charge of your case, can you tell me what happened?"

After this period of rest, Rahal's spirits were much better, and he reflected on what had happened in the morning, and began to talk about it as Ari got into the car. Talking about being locked up in that house, the story is similar to what Seema said. The old man had already heard what Seema had said, but he still listened very carefully, and there were some things that he did not understand, and Hima did not know, so he asked Rahal in detail.

The old man wanted to know most about the whereabouts of the three Harmans, and he decided to start with the car, and he asked Rahal: "Where did the car you drove come from, and why is that man so interested in the car?" ”

The old man asked, unwillingly, but what Ari asked Lahore was a point, and he was determined to ask Ari again later, and then he began to inquire about Harman's residence: "Where did you get the car from, and where do they live?" ”

Shema listened to the old man's words, and was a little confused, this old man had just talked and laughed with the bad guy, and now he said that the three Haman were heroes, which of them was true? She gave Rahar a look, meaning to ask him to be careful when he spoke. Without her reminding him, Rahal wouldn't tell the old man where Haman was going, he simply closed his eyes and didn't look at the old man.

The old man waited for a while, but Rahal still didn't mean to say anything, he glanced at Hima, and said, "Do you have something to say to me alone, the girl will go out first." He said to Hima. Shema was very uneasy about him, thinking that this old man was very cunning and unreliable, and if he left, he didn't know what he would do, so he didn't move. The old man glared at her, and shouted out the door, "Take this girl out." ”

The two people outside the door walked in, stretched out their hands and grabbed Hima, who saw their hungry wolf-like eyes and stood on end, and hurriedly hid back. The two walked over with a smirk, and Hima shouted, "Don't come here, I'll go by myself." The old man was disgusted with the anxious appearance of the two fellows, and said angrily, "Let her go by herself." The two of them took two steps back, but did not get out of the way, and Shima squeezed between them tremblingly, and the two went out after them.

When the old man had gone out, he went over and closed the door, returned to the bed, and said to Lahal, "Now it's just the two of us, what do you have to say?" Rahal saw that he had driven Hima out, and instinctively frightened him, but he closed his eyes and did not speak.

The old man was a veteran of torture and was experienced in dealing with such people, so he put his hand on Lahal's newly fixed ribs, pressed it gently, and said, "The doctor's technique is okay." Rahal's head began to sweat, and he gritted his teeth as he endured bouts of piercing pain. The old man took up his hand and said, "If I go into the operating room again, I am afraid that I will suffer even more." ”

Rahal still didn't speak, the old man raised his arm and was about to smash it down, Lahal closed his eyes in fright, the old man's hand stopped in mid-air, he thought that this was too reckless, he couldn't do whatever he wanted like Ari, he couldn't leave a handle. He paced around, and Rahal opened his eyes and looked at him nervously. The old man came to the bed again, and said with a smile, "Speak up, young man, lest you suffer any more." ”

Lahore glared at him, and did not know what he had come up with, but the old man saw that he still did not want to speak, and pulled the pillow out from under Rahal's head, slammed it over his face, and then pressed it down with all his might. Rahal was defenseless, he didn't even have time to take a breath, the air in his lungs quickly drained, he struggled desperately, the two of them lifted the pillow upwards hard, but still couldn't breathe in a little air, he felt that he had fallen into the sea, the boundless darkness was coming at him, death beckoned in front of him, and he didn't know anything.

Rahal stopped struggling, the old man picked up the pillow, looked at the pale Rahal, and whispered, "What a fool, not even two minutes." He sat down and looked at Lahal. Rahal soon woke up, but he felt as if a day had passed, and he opened his eyes to see the white ceiling, and he felt reborn. He turned his head to look, saw no one, and let out a sigh of relief.