Chapter 458, Dragon's Fury! (Medium)

The two cars, one in front and one behind, traveled for an unknown number of miles, before finally stopping at the gate of a nursing home located deep in the mountains.

Qin Luo's mobile phone was searched by them, and he didn't have the habit of wearing a watch, according to his guess, they probably traveled on the road for more than four hours.

Four hours is enough time to move from one city to another. Yanjing is a place where dragons and snakes are mixed, and the forces of all parties are staggered, and there are many inconveniences in doing things.

The entrance was guarded by soldiers with guns and ammunition, and it was heavily guarded. It's not like a sanatorium, it's more like a military-industrial research institute or a military administration area.

After a brief handover, the car started again. The open door of the sanatorium resembles a giant monster that lurks quietly in the dark, waiting for its prey to fall into the net.

Two or three minutes later, the car stopped in front of a small building with lights on.

This small building is located in the corner of the nursing home, and it is very unobtrusive. Its walls were peeling off, the windows were broken, and no one even thought to install them. The surrounding trees are shady, and the weeds are chirping and singing insects, like a haunted house in a horror movie.

Qin Luo knew what kind of place this was. There is such a place in every violent institution.

It used to be called the execution ground, but now it is called the interrogation room.

The two black-clothed men who were waiting beside Qin Luo took the lead in pulling the car door and jumping down, and then shouted to Qin Luo, "Get out of the car." ”

Qin Luo also got out of the car, and then raised his eyes to look at the surrounding environment.

The moon has set, and the stars are sparse and dim. The wind was blowing, and the leaves rustled. Large black clouds began to swell overhead, and the world suddenly became dark and eerie. The air was filled with the smell of cháo wetness.

It's going to rain!

"My name is Zheng Zhen." The big man who had talked to Qin Luo on the road walked over, looked at Qin Luo and said.

Qin Luo nodded and said with a smile, "I don't need to introduce myself, right?" ”

"No, you don't." The man said. He took out the cigarette case from his bosom and asked, "Do you smoke?" ”

"No."

"Then let's go in." Zheng Zhen took out a cigarette and put it on his mouth, lit it and took a puff, and said.

Bang dang -

At this moment, the iron door of the small building was wide open. A group of men in military green uniforms hurried out to greet them.

Walking in front was a middle-aged man, tall and thin, with delicate facial features, who was originally a man who was quite popular with women. However, there is a black mole in the middle of the nose and lips, and there are several hairs on the mole, which seriously spoils the beauty of the face. is like a matchmaker who always dots mandarin duck scores in film and television works.

The matchmaker man glanced at Qin Luo, then looked at Zheng Zhen with a smile and said, "Zheng, I'm bothering you to give it away in person." I'm really ashamed. I can't leave today, our brothers have a good affection and affection. ”

"Rest assured. I'm not leaving. Zheng Zhen said expressionlessly. It's our people who die. I'm going to wait for the results. ”

"Okay. You want results. I'll give you the results. We will definitely give you satisfactory results. The matchmaker man smiled maliciously. Turning to look at Qin Luo, he said, "Why didn't you pick it up?" ”

"No torture. I'm not going to run. Qin Luo said with a smile.

"It's your interest. If it were me, I wouldn't run away. What's wrong? Please come in, shall you? Let's have a good talk. ”

"Let's go." Two men in army green uniforms behind him pounced on him, pointed their guns at Qin Luo, and motioned for him to enter the small building.

Qin Luo smiled and stepped in.

Zheng Zhen was also about to follow, but the matchmaker man intercepted: "Zheng Chu, you came down from Beijing." There will be some programs that are inappropriate for children in a while, don't you look inappropriate? According to me, there is wine, meat and beautiful women in the small building in front, and the brothers have traveled a long way, so it is better to take the brothers to wait for a while. Don't you want results? I'll be in charge of getting you back. ”

Zheng Zhen thought about it and turned to leave with his people.

Under the guidance of the man in the military green uniform, Qin Luo entered an empty room.

This room is big, but it's bare. There was only a table and a few chairs. The miserable white incandescent lamp shook gently under the traction of the light line, causing large patches of yīn shadow tribe in the room.

On a chair against the wall of the table, a man and a woman were seated. And the chair on the opposite side of them was still empty, obviously prepared for Qin Luo.

"Sit down." The matchmaker man walked up to the man and the woman and sat down, and stretched out his hand to make an inviting gesture to Qin Luo.

"Why don't you copy it?" The old woman, whose face was like orange peel, said in a displeased voice.

"Yes. No one has ever come to this place without wearing torture instruments. Another bald man also had a big problem with that. Qin Luo walked in so calmly, as if he was a tourist, which made them feel very insecure.

"Lan Ting's Zheng didn't let him wear it. We can't be too petty. The matchmaker man said. When he arrives at Stone Ridge, can he still run? Unless he can fly. ”

"Let's get started. After the trial, I went back to sleep. The woman urged. She flipped through the case file on the table in front of her and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Qin Luo."

"Where?"

"Yangcheng."

"What?"

"Doctor."

"Do you know Cheng Jianjun?"

"I don't know. I only knew today who Cheng Jianjun was. ”

"Cheng Jianjun was violently attacked and injured to death. You are a direct participant. What is your opinion on this? ”

Qin Luo smiled and said, "I'm just a bystander. ”

"That means you're not willing to confess?"

"I've confessed."

"Qubble." The woman slapped the table and said angrily.

"It's just the kind of 'confession' you want, and I can't confess." Qin Luo said with a smile.

"Torture. Torture him. The woman pointed at Qin Luo and scolded. This bastard is too arrogant. If you don't give him a little hardship, he won't tell the truth. ”

Qin Luo was helpless. Every word I say is the truth. It's just that because they don't believe it, the truth is not the 'truth'.

What is the truth? It really depends on the attitude of the audience. They believe, and that is the truth. If they don't believe it, that's a lie.

The matchmaker man and the bald man glanced at each other, and then the matchmaker man nodded and said, "Torture." ”

So, the two army green men guarding the corner immediately rushed up and dragged Qin Luo-

"Dragon King." The old man in Tang costume stood in front of the dragon king's bamboo chair, bowed slightly, and said respectfully.

The dragon king seemed to be asleep, his eyelids drooped, and he lay there motionless.

Peeling apples from the side, the peel that hangs in the air but does not break is neat, as if it has been torn off by a machine.

"I heard that the Dragon King's body is recovering well, and our old followers are very happy to hear it." The old man in Tang costume was not surprised by the Dragon King's attitude at all, and said with a smile.

The dragon king still didn't respond. It was as if he didn't even know that there was a big living person standing in front of him talking to him.

"When Cheng Jianjun, a first-level officer of the Lanting Information Department, was ordered to handle the case, he was intercepted by Li and Qin Luo and violently beaten until he fell unconscious. Countless spectators at the scene witnessed this scene - although he was sent to the hospital for treatment in time, he died because of his serious injuries and ineffective rescue. The military department is very angry about this, no matter what, this is also the same root and the same species, can you use such a heavy ruthless hand? Is there anything you can't say on the table? ”

"So what?" The Dragon King asked aloud. His eyes were still closed, and his lips didn't seem to move. However, it was clear to everyone that the voice was indeed coming from his mouth.

Even if it's just a question, it can put a lot of pressure on people's hearts.

"So, you need to come with us." The old man in Tang costume said. After thinking about it, he added, "Don't worry, Dragon King. We're just responsible for getting to the bottom of things. If nothing happens, we will never embarrass her. ”

Li sneered, but did not speak. Just bite the bottom half of the apple, put it in your mouth and chew it carefully. The juice is overflowing and it is very sweet.

"It's my goddaughter." The Dragon King said.

"I understand." The old man in Tang costume nodded and said. "Everyone understands this. Anyway, I also went out of the dragon's breath back then. ”

"Now that you know she's my daughter, you're going to arrest her?"

"Dragon King, I was also ordered to run an errand. When a person dies, you must investigate the cause and effect of the incident, right? The old man in Tang costume said with a look of embarrassment.

"What about Qin Luo? You arrested him too? ”

"He's in Stone Ridge." The old man replied.

"Stone Ridge." The dragon king repeated the name. "Good. Stone Ridge. There's a nickname there, right? ”

"Onibuchi."

"yes. Oni Abyss. There is no return, and until now, there is still a record that no one can come out alive. Are you really going to kill him? The Dragon King asked.

"How so?" The old man in Tang costume smiled awkwardly. "It's just a matter of investigating. If nothing happens, it will be returned in good condition. ”

Syllable!

The dragon king slapped on the dragon chair, and he used enough strength to slap the specially made bamboo chair away.

Click, click, click,

After a sound like a dissolution of limbs, the feet of the chair finally could not support the weight of the dragon king.

Syllable!

The chair collapsed into a pile of bamboo chips, and the dragon king's body also fell into the bamboo pieces.

The servants and special guards ran in surprise, and Qiao Mu and several members of the guards who were waiting outside also rushed inside.

But they did not wait for them to rush in. The dragon king slapped his hands on the ground, and his body, which was lying flat on the ground, stood upright.

He held two crutches in each of his hands, and his eyebrows were cold, and he flew backwards. He glared at the old man in Tang costume and shouted, "One is my goddaughter, and the other is my apprentice—what does he want to do?" You go back and ask Huang Qianzhong, what exactly does he want to do? Does he want me to have no children and no grandchildren? ”