The fellow, named Nikolai, had a heavy face, and coughed twice from time to time. It seems that the two blows that Lukovic gave him just now were quite heavy.

"Who are you waiting for tonight?" I asked again.

"Wait for a Frenchman." The man didn't put up any resistance, but said very cooperatively. But it raised some of my suspicions.

"French? What is this person's name? Why did you hesitate to open the door, did you have some code to meet? I continued to ask.

"The name ... The name is ... I do not know. When I opened the door, I saw that you didn't look like French, so I was ready to close the door and turn back. We don't have any codes. The man replied.

This man was clearly not telling the truth, he was playing tricks with me. This guy shouldn't have seen us clearly when he opened the door, it wasn't dawn yet, and we were backlit, how could he know we weren't French? From the accent? So what did he do when he closed the door for a moment? So quickly sure we're not the ones who came? Don't you need to ask more? Apparently they have a way to prove their identity quickly.

I glanced at Lukovic, "He's not telling the truth, teach him a lesson." ”

Lukovich smiled, "I just like to deal with these bastards from NATO countries." After speaking, he opened his bow left and right, and gave this guy two slaps in the mouth.

These two slaps were also very heavy, and the two "pops" were like the sound of slapping the quilt outside with a duster at home. And this guy almost got pumped out of the chair. After barely sitting still, he spat a mouthful of bloody spit on the ground.,No.。。 It should be with foaming blood.

"Hold him up! Give him a few more hits. Lukovic looked at Salim to the side.

Salim came up behind the man and pulled him to his feet, and Lukovich watched as the man took another stance, followed by another thud. This time it was with a fist, and with one punch, it knocked the guy to the ground along with the chair. The guy fell heavily to the ground and didn't turn over from the ground for a long time.

"Pull him up! Fast! I said impatiently. I've never been in a situation before, I used to do things with information and instructions at my disposal, and now I'm stuck in a situation where I don't know what to do. This made me a little irritated and uneasy. Actually, I don't like interrogators, and I don't like this kind of torture, but all I can think about at the moment is to pry open this guy's mouth and let him tell me what he wants to know, or to be precise, I am eager to know what I should do next. I suddenly felt like I had experienced the psychological state of those vicious Kuomintang agents in spy war dramas when they tortured underground workers.

Salim set up his chair and pulled the guy up from the ground. The man's head drooped back into the chair, drops of blood dripping onto his thighs.

"Go on!" I glanced at the man and said.

"Still fighting..?" Just as Lukovic was about to make a move, Ah Liang, who had been watching from the sidelines, spoke.

Lukovich glanced at Ah Liang, he didn't know what Ah Liang was talking about, but anyone could tell from Ah Liang's expression that he didn't want to continue to be violent against the guy named Nikolai in front of him.

"Go on. Until he said it. I ignored Ryo, but looked at Lukovic and asked him to continue.

Lukovic nodded and glanced at Salim, who thoughtfully grabbed the guy by the hair, causing his drooping head to lift up and face at Lukovic. At this moment, this guy's face has been deformed, and a large opening has appeared above the socket of his left eye, and the mouth is constantly bleeding out, and the blood is flowing down the already swollen cheek, and it has been dripping down the chin.

"Don't... Stop it... Just as Lukovich was about to continue to start, the guy raised his hand and spoke.

"Are you going to tell me the questions I just asked?" I nodded at Lukovich and motioned for him to step aside as I spoke.

The man nodded effortlessly, for his hair was grabbed by Salim, and he seemed to be unable to turn his head. Salim let go of the man's hair, but the guy's head drooped again.

I bent down and looked at the man, "Say it." Who to meet? What are you going to do? “

The man did not raise his head, but lowered his head and said, "The name of the person who came is Master." When he came to the door, instead of knocking and ringing the doorbell, he would call me. Then I was told to buy bacon. ”

"Yes... I nodded, picked up the new phone I had picked up from him, and said, "Is this it?" ”

Salim grabbed him by the hair and lifted his face up to make him look at the phone I had placed in front of his eyes. The man glanced at him and said, "Yes. . . It's this call... Others won't make this call. “

"Good. So what is his purpose in coming to you? Tell me. I asked.

"I'll take them into the La Mission Haut Brion distillery." The man replied.

"Huh. What was he going to do when he entered the winery? Is it learning how to make wine? I asked with a sneer.

"No... Of course not. There's going to be a meeting there, and they're going to arrest someone. The man said slowly.

Hearing him say this, I immediately looked at the old wolf on the side, and the old wolf also looked at me a little nervously and said, "Is this to arrest me?" But I haven't set a meeting with them yet. ”

"Then you can just ask your friends. See what they have to say. I think they'll ask you to meet at this brewery. I said.

The old wolf thought for a moment and nodded, "Maybe so... Shall I contact them? ”

"Don't worry. I'll ask again. I looked back at the guy named Nikolai, "Who are you meeting with?" Do you know? ”

"I don't know... I'm only in charge of bringing them into the distillery and I'm in charge of giving them eyeliner. I won't know who it really is until the target appears. The man replied.

"What do you mean? Are you going to be notified by someone? I asked.

"Yes." Nikolai nodded, "Someone will call that then." Then I can tell Master that they're going to get moving. ”

"I see. So who do you need to report to Masters that they have arrived, have you already converged? I continued to ask.

The guy shook his head, "No. I don't remember such instructions. That's maybe a master thing. I've already said what I'm going to do. ”

I straightened up and looked at the old wolf and said, "Call your friend." Ask them to arrange a meeting place and say we'll be in Bordeaux shortly. See where your friends will arrange you to go. ”

(End of chapter)