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After the wee hours of the morning, near dawn, the elder Duroc welcomed a visitor, a special friend whom he had known for a long time, but who had not seen him for a long time for reasons that everyone understood—if the other party still regarded the elder Duroc as a friend. Old Duroc didn't expect that the two would meet again this time because of such an opportunity, which made him even feel a little less depressed about being imprisoned.

Of course, it is impossible to completely restore the mood. Duroc Sr. was a police detective, one of the oldest detectives in Bablore. He has been working in this place for too many years, and he has always been the one who catches others, which round of people will get him locked up? Not to mention that he was tried as a prisoner. It's a great shame, a great shame. Sooner or later, he will surely make the Donfried family pay for what they have done to him today.

But for the time being, of course, it's just thinking about it, and I can't even think about it in too much detail, I can't think about it too much, and I can't think about more specific details clearly at all. The Donfrey family is in Bablore, which is basically equivalent to the relationship between the member organizations of the Empty Court and Stuttgar, "behemoths", "pulling a hair and moving the whole body", if you do something to them, it will affect the peace of the entire area, which is absolutely not allowed by the old Duroc as a police detective.

And an even more frustrating fact is that even if he can really pull out the Tangfly, sooner or later there will be the next Tangfri who will stubbornly struggle to emerge from the ground from the ground like an inexhaustible weed, because in the final analysis, these gangsters themselves are actually a manifestation of the inferiority of the human species, and as long as there is darkness in human society, there is still filth and filth, these guys will always exist and will never disappear. So the strategic approach pursued by people like the elder Duroc has changed a long time ago, and they are no longer thinking about how to take these people down, but how to live with them. It's irritating to think about.

It's terrible. It's bad enough to have to deal with these people all year round, and it's even worse to get caught and questioned by them. Originally, with the old Duroc's temperament, even if he pulled out all the teeth in his mouth and then planted him back and then pulled them out, he would not spit out a word. However, this time the situation was a little different, Ed seemed to have anticipated this situation for a long time, and had already planned for him to deal with it long before they left the police station to start the most hellish day in their history.

That's – tell the truth. No matter what question the other person asks, there is no need to be stubborn or lying, what is what it should be, what it should be said, just say it, and be completely reconciled, because there is no need to hide it at all, because Ed did not intend to hide anything from the beginning.

Who is Ed? What to do in Barblair? Who asked him to come? Why meddle in the assassination of the Donfrie family? Why are you looking for Little Git? Do you know who the girl you're looking for really is? How is Tabilon doing now? Where is the location? Where did you get him?

All these problems gave old Duroc a strange feeling. He felt that something was wrong, and he vaguely guessed what was wrong. Despite the detailed questions asked by Donfly, Old Duroc guessed that many of them already knew the answers, and even knew them better than themselves. They couldn't have known nothing, or they wouldn't have been the second largest gangster crime family in Barblair. There may be only one or two of these questions that they really want to ask, and no matter what they really want to ask, Old Duroc knows everything.

In fact, even if Ed didn't say it, Old Duroc felt that there were very few things to hide. Who is Ed? This point can be found with a little checking, including the question of what he is doing and who his employer is, which is purely disgusting old Duroc, or simply planning to save time and energy and mobilize resources and manpower to check by himself. And about that girl, there is nothing to hide. Although he and Ed have a lot of speculation, it is only at the stage of speculation, except that she knows that she works for Ed's employer, and the rest is completely mysterious. At least for him, at least for now.

The only thing that made the old Duroc stumble was Tabillon. The Donfrie family wanted Taglon's life, and he and Ed happened to bump into it and saved it, but of course, the Donfried family would definitely not give up. Faced with this situation, Ed's response was to immediately transfer Tabilon to a private clinic in the nearby Wheelner district that he had never heard of, and then completely let it go, as if Tabillon's safety was no longer a matter of concern after making this preparation. And he couldn't do the same peace of mind as Eddard.

He knew that there was only one physician in the clinic, and despite Eddard assuring him of the doctor's skills, and implying that he should not ask more—and he did—he took the matter to heart.

Now that the Donfrie family had asked him to tell him what he knew about Tabilon's location, he told him what he knew without reservation, as Ed had told him before, and then he began to muttered to himself.

At best, things were really what Ed said they were—best he knew what he was doing.

There's no way Don Freery could kill Old Duroc. Although they may have done something like this before, but not this time, but of course they can't just put the old Duroc back. Between them and the Dark Paradise is now a hyper-tense situation of a full-scale cold war and a local hot war, and it is a last resort to attack such a troublesome figure as Old Duroc at this juncture, but since it has been done, it is necessary to consider things comprehensively. If the old Duroc were put back now, then God knows what mess he would make, and it would be really no fun if it ended up affecting the outcome of the war. So after a brief discussion above, it was decided to put the old Duroc behind for a while.

So the elder Duroc was transferred to where he was now—and honestly, he didn't even know where it was—and he felt like a high-ranking prisoner who had been transferred to prison secretly, except that the people who were escorting him didn't taste doughnuts at all.

I have to say that compared with the cold storage in the bureau, the prison arranged by the Donfry family is as luxurious as a hotel shining bright red and gold at dusk, and the comfortable bed even makes old Duroc feel a little lingering when he is called up. But he still succeeded, partly because he knew who he was, and partly because he did accidentally become sleepy after hearing the guard's words and hearing the name he said.

He washed his face in the metal sink inside the cramped room, wiped it with a scented towel, and walked out of the room. The guards handcuffed him and led the way. Old Duroc followed behind, looking at the somewhat tanned back of the man's neck, imagining the scene of a knife inserted, the more he thought about it, the more real it became, and his eyes gradually became sharp and ruthless.

Of course he won't do anything, because he simply doesn't have any guys available. Although he was still wearing his clothes, all his weapons, including the keys, had been stripped of him. These people are all experienced and quite abundant, and it is unlikely that the prey they are holding will have any room for resistance. Whether it's claws or teeth, they'll pull them clean.

In fact, even if there is a guy in hand, the old Duroc will not choose to act recklessly now, at this time. Escaping from a predicament is a technical job, an art that requires considerable skill. Even if he kills the eldest brother in front of him now, it will be impossible for him to escape from this cage without knowing anything about this place, the success rate is very small, and he will completely push himself into a dangerous situation, which will make his next life in this place very sad.

Everything needs timing. Old Duroc knew he had to wait patiently.

Without removing the handcuffs, the eldest brother led the elder Duroc to the door of the reception room, motioned for him to come in, and himself stood by the door. Old Duroc gave him one look, then pushed the door open and walked into the room.

In fact, on the way here, Old Duroc had already realized that he should be in the underground facilities of a certain building, an underground facility of considerable scale. The corridors here are not only long, but they are all lit and cannot be seen from a single window. The room where he was locked up had no windows, and the same was true of the living room in front of him.

There is only one case where this is underground, and there are no windows to see the outside at all.

The living room was small, but it was long, as if it was sometimes used for meetings, and there was a long table in the middle that could seat twelve people opposite each other. A man was casually sitting on one of the chairs, looking up at the door when he heard the old Duroc enter.

He was dressed casually, there was nothing to say, and the most memorable thing was his pale skin and long hair that was scattered over his shoulders, with a little weird and bewitching yin compared to men.

Seeing Old Duroc, he smiled and showed Bai Sensen's teeth.

"Hello, sir." He said, "Long time no see." ”