Chapter 1307: Angelykov's whereabouts

Facing Melcha, whose eyes radiated a terrifying gleam, cold sweat unconsciously oozed from Umarov's forehead.

The shadow of the name tree of man.

The "notoriety" of "Orc" Melcha is too loud, there are too many legends about him, and even now, Melcha's "Orc" name is still a legend in the "Vympel" special forces.

"Although I have been in contact with Angelekov, I don't know where he is now. The whereabouts of people like Angelykov will not be known after the deal is completed. Umarov replied.

A cold color flashed in Melcha's eyes, stared at Umarov, and said, "We wasted so much effort to get you back from South America, but not to hear you say these nonsense, do you think that you can't even believe in ghosts, can fool me?" ā€

"I really don't know." Umarov said.

Umarov knows very well that Angelykov's secret is his only means of preserving his life, as long as he bites this secret, he can live, once he confides in Angelykov's whereabouts, he will completely lose his effect, and in the end what awaits him is a bullet, and even the process of going to the execution ground is exempted, and one night, he was quietly executed.

Melcha rushed to Umarov's side with an arrow, kicked Umarov to the ground, pressed his knee to his chest, pinched his mouth with his left hand, and shoved the bottle of mineral water in his right hand into his mouth.

The water in the bottle pounded Umarov's throat, and in an instant he breathed bitterly, and the cold mineral water overflowed from his nose and mouth, and he tried to struggle, but was pressed by Melcha on his knees, and he couldn't move at all.

Only when all the mineral water in the bottle was poured out did Melcha remove the bottle that was stuffed in Umarov's mouth and pull Umarov up from the ground.

Umarov's face was flushed, and he kept coughing, and with each cough, water came out of his mouth and nose. Melcha's bottle of mineral water really made Umarov experience the feeling of being pulled back from the brink of drowning.

Melcha pressed the empty bottle in his hand, threw it aside, and then looked at Umarov, who was still coughing, and asked, "How is it, has this bottle of water made you sober up a little, and has you thought of anything?" ā€

"Ahem, ahem......, I—I don't know where Angelekov is, I really don't know." Umarov looked at Melcha and replied.

"Good!"

Melcha clapped his hands, looked at Umarov and said, "Umarov, I hope your bones will always be so hard!" ā€

With that, Melcha returned to the table and rushed under it to take out an iron cage and a black box.

There are two rats in the iron cage, each of which is thirty or forty centimeters long, because of uneasiness, the two rats keep grabbing the cage with their claws, and from time to time they use their mouths to gnaw on the cage, trying to run out of the iron cage, which is very aggressive.

"See these two big guys? They haven't eaten anything in three days, so they're very irritable and aggressive right now, and if I shove your hands into this iron cage, I think it will only take a few minutes for your hands to be gnawed to the bone. ā€

Melcha picked up a welding torch from the table, sprayed it at Umarov from a safe distance, and said, "Of course, I can also put these two rats on you, and then buckle them with the iron bucket, and then use the spray gun in my hand to bake the iron bucket, which will make these two guys even more irritable, they will scratch your body with their claws, and then burrow into your body, and eat your flesh like crazy." ā€

Umarov's body trembled slightly, and he had no doubt that Melcha would use the means he said on him.

Melcha saw the fleeting panic in Umarov's eyes, put the welding torch back on the table, and then dusted the iron cage containing the big mouse on the table directly to the ground.

In the iron cage, the two rats that were smashed to pieces became even more furious, "squeaking".

"In addition to these two rats, I have a lot of good things that you don't want to try in your dreams. For example, if you are locked in an all-metal room, and then you release noise in the room, your eardrums will be shocked and bleed, your heart will beat faster, your blood pressure will rise, and then your body will be devastated by the noise, and all kinds of problems will occur. However, it takes a while for these means to work, and if you are not careful, you will die. When you die, I won't get what I want to know, so I decided to go for a simple and effective method. ā€

Melcha picked up the black box on the table, which was only the size of two palms, took out a potion from it, shook it in front of Umarov, and said, "Do you know what this is?" I call it 'the most honest confession'. As long as this medicine is injected into your body, all the secrets hidden in your heart will be revealed word for word, including the last time you wet the bed, when was the first time you had sex, who you care about the most, and all the secrets hidden in your heart that you don't want to confide, all will be told to me. And after you tell these secrets, the potion will destroy the nerves in your brain and turn you into a vegetative state. If you tell me the whereabouts of Angelekov now, I can give you a guarantee of life imprisonment. ā€

Boom!

Umarov looked at the small glass bottle in Melcha's hand, swallowed hard, and made a choice in his heart.

Seeing that Umarov was reluctant to speak, Melcha picked up the syringe from the box, sucked the transparent liquid in the glass vial into the syringe, walked up to Umarov, pushed the air out of the syringe, pulled Umarov's sleeve, and said: "Let me see how many secrets you have hidden in your heart." ā€

"I say!"

Just as the tip of the syringe was about to penetrate the vein, Umarov shouted: "I'll tell you the whereabouts of Angelykov, who is in northern Germany, in a dacha on the coast. ā€

"I want the most detailed information." Melcha removed the syringe and said to Umarov.

Immediately afterwards, Umarov told everything he knew, word for word, and even if he was sentenced to life imprisonment, it was better than becoming a vegetative person.

Melcha took the A4 paper printed out by the recorder and walked to the interrogation room, and when he reached the door, Melcha stopped, glanced at Umarov, and said: "The effect of saline is really good. ā€

Umarov, who came to his senses, shouted at the back of the figure standing at the door: "Melcha, you bastard! ā€