By the time I reached the kiosk, the kiosk owner and the messenger were tied up and crouched on the side of the road, guarded by Security Service agents and police.

Wuhua was checking what had been turned over from the messenger's body. When he saw me coming, he shook his head: "I didn't find anything." ”

He put down the clutter in his hand, bent down to look into the eyes of the messenger, and asked calmly, "Where is your upline?" ”

The man raised his head and smiled, his head tilted back slightly, and as soon as his face contracted, he was slapped in the face by Wuhua.

"Want to spit?" Wuhua smiled and grabbed the man by the hair and pulled him under the oil lamp in the kiosk.

It was a swarthy face, and his skin was cracked by the sun's burning sun after a long period of working in the scorching sun near the equator. Some godless eyes stared coldly at Wuhua, and there was bitter hatred in them.

Wuhua whistled and turned back to me and smiled: "An ordinary Nanyang person, it looks like he should be working as a coolie here in Limen." ”

He turned around again, pulled out the short knife from his boot, and slapped the man's cheek with the blade. "To say or not to say?"

The man didn't spit this time, just smiled and said in a dry voice, "Let me speak, I'll call you Daddy." ”

Wuhua raised an eyebrow, shrugged, and waved at the agent behind him.

A man came up with a few rags and put them over the man's face layer by layer. Then another man came with a bucket of water and poured it down.

The man didn't know it at first, but he remained calm in the water that kept pouring down.

Wuhua frowned and looked at the man, and suddenly stretched out his leg and kicked the man in the stomach.

The man's calm was shattered by the blow, and his body jerked to his feet, coughing violently. Then, he subconsciously tried to inhale, but his nose and mouth were sealed with soaked rags, and only the slightest trace of air could be inhaled into his nose. And what enters with the air is cold water.

Even through several layers of cloth, we could clearly see the man's facial muscles twitching sharply. The residual gases from the lungs were swollen with a few small bubbles on a damp cloth and submerged in the poured water.

Wuhua took out his pocket watch and waited for half a minute, reaching out to remove the cloth from the man's face.

When the cloth was lifted, the man's face was full of snot and tears, and he couldn't open his eyes, so he could only subconsciously open his mouth and gasp violently.

Wuhua grabbed the man's collar and dragged him up, still smiling and asking, "Where is your upline?" ”

The man made a "ho-ho" sound, and looked at Wuhua and smiled while hurrying to breathe.

Wuhua's face changed, he threw the man to the ground, and said coldly, "Go on." ”

I looked at the man who was being waterboarded and said to Wuhua: "If he delays any longer, his upline may be suspicious." ”

Wuhua turned to look at me and motioned for me to continue.

I turned my head to look at Haifeng Road, which is connected to the southern end of Binglang Road, and said, "When he first spotted us, he subconsciously glanced this way, and then fled back. If I'm not mistaken, he should subconsciously look at the road closest to his superior, and then immediately realize that if he runs this way, his superior will be in danger, so he runs backwards. ”

Wuhua turned his head to look at the man who was being watered, and laughed: "This is reasonable. ”

"Leave a few people to watch these two, and then go to the police station to ask for support. The rest of them all went with me to the sea breeze. ”

I took the map from an agent and ran my finger over the buildings on Seabreeze Road, finally settling on a bar down the street: "Here, I think this is the most likely place for him to stay on the line." ”

"The first is that the view here is very good, and you can see the direction to the betel road from a relatively long distance. The second is that the bar is mixed, and if something happens, it's easy to get out. ”

Wuhua nodded approvingly, and whispered an order to his subordinates, asking him to take the police to the bar to set up plainclothes.

In order to avoid being discovered by the person's upline as much as possible, I suggested that I pretend to be the person and sneak into the bar to investigate. The reason for this, in addition to the fact that I have specialized in hand-to-hand combat, is also that the height of that life is very small from my body size. At night when the night is dark and windy, it should not be easy to be exposed.

Listening to my words, Wuhua's eyes were a little complicated. At first I thought he was worried about me, but he agreed.

"Be careful." He said.

He asked the police to take off the protective suit with thin steel plates inserted into it, but I didn't say yes, because it was more passive to wear such a heavy and stiff suit when fighting indoors.

"I'll just wear the man's clothes." I pointed to the man.

Wuhua looked at the man who was still holding on, with a cold smile on his face.

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Broken Anchor Bar is the largest bar in Limen, with a height of three floors and a single-story area of thousands of square meters, which can be regarded as the most well-informed place in the city. In many novels, if the protagonist has any information they want, or something illegal, it's a good idea to go to the local bar.

At the moment, I was dressed in a somewhat wet suit, weaving among the young people who were still full of enthusiasm in the middle of the night, and from time to time I had to bypass some of the men and women who worked tirelessly to the percussion of the resident singers.

Outside the bar, I noticed a big bald man looking at me, and I deliberately walked towards him when I came in. Not surprisingly, the big man waited for me to approach, and then whispered, "Mr. Chen is waiting for you, you have been gone for too long." ”

I lowered my head and let the light shine from behind me. This angle was deliberately stepped out of my way to cover my face with a shadow: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, there was some delay on the way." ”

Dahan didn't ask questions, waved me to follow, and turned around and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor.

There were two men in black suits standing at the top of the stairs, and I glanced at the big man, but I didn't come up to check, it shouldn't be the first time I've encountered this kind of thing.

Up the stairs, the noise of the dance floor on the first floor was cut out, and the dazzling lights were replaced by dim oil lamps. The big man took me to the corridor on the second floor, then stopped and said to me, "Old place, 314, don't procrastinate." ”

I'm a little glad that the big man said the place, or else he would have to use some means. After agreeing, I stealthily looked at the signs in each room and pretended to be natural and walked towards 214.

314 is a large private room with a special wooden ladder on the side of the corridor. There was a scarlet carpet on the wooden floor, and there were oil paintings on the walls on either side that I couldn't see the depths.

As I walked up the stairs, Wuhua was standing in front of the second-floor window of the shop opposite the Broken Anchor Bar, staring closely at the second-floor window.

After seeing me casually skimming out as I passed by the window, he breathed a sigh of relief and said to the agent beside him, "Major Li is all safe, notify me to go down and start collecting the net." ”

The agent immediately left, going out to deliver orders. If a helicopter were to look down at the moment, dozens of Security Service agents and police officers would be spotting along the paths, armed and approaching the Broken Anchor Bar, like the lines on a spider's web.