In fact, these words of Sarina are also part of the temptation before torture, although she did catch one of Ziliang's teammates, but she really knows Ziliang's guy too well, so, at this moment, our little sister of death is still speculating about why Hannibal became her prisoner.

To this question, Sarina already has three answers.

The first possibility: everything is as shown on the surface, this group of people really has no way to take the [power], after all, how strong the white bear is, Sarina knows it, so this group of people is destined to be annihilated by all, and then the [sin] guy once again left his companion and ran away, and this man also fell into his own hands.

The second possibility: This group of people already knew that they had no way to deal with [power], so they used this defeat to set up a game, that is, Hannibal was deliberately captured by himself, and he wanted to use this to convey some false information and lead himself into Ziliang's trap.

Of course, there is a third type: that is, Hannibal thinks that what he is experiencing is the [first] situation, but in fact, it is indeed the [second case], but Hannibal himself does not know, in fact, all this is a game designed by Ziliang, and he even calculates his teammates, so this Hannibal appears in front of him, and it is completely part of this game.

Well, it's not unusual for Ziliang to come up with this kind of trick...... Therefore, whether Hannibal is willing to cooperate or not, the torture of him will continue for a long, long time, and whether he confesses or not, Sarina will not fully believe it, all she has to do is to summarize the information she has obtained to minimize Ziliang's chances of turning the tables.

"Then, as my habit is, start with your eyelids...... "As she said, Sarina steadied the needle and thrust it into the gap between Hannibal's eye socket and eyeball...... Hannibal, who is usually almost immune to pain by self-hypnosis, actually let out a scream because of this thin needle, and the sound resounded throughout the hall, of course, this was only the first second of the torture just began.

......

The words are divided into two ends, at the same time, all over the world, the search for Ziliang is still going on frantically, this kind of situation where countless countries work together to arrest a person may not be rare in human history, if it weren't for Ziliang hiding on Paradise Island, maybe he would have been found out by now.

But...... It may be that in Sarina's eyes, everyone except Ziliang is already dead, or she simply feels that other sin fragments can't enter her eyes, so there is only one target for capture, which also leads to the resurrected Harley. Quinn and Joey Sr. are safe for the time being.

But for the sake of insurance, Kui also disguised herself a little at this moment, she changed her clothes and wore a hat, while old Joey was wrapped in the largest trench coat, but she still couldn't button it......

At night, on a long street.

Quinn walks into a bar with Joey Sr.

As it was not dark at night, there were not many people in the bar, and their eyes lingered on Quinn's waist and old Joey's stomach for a moment, and then fell to their glasses with little interest.

In front of the bar, Quinn knocked on the countertop.

"A martini." She said.

The bartender seemed to be a man of few words, and he just put down what he was doing, turned around, picked up a few bottles from the shelf, and began to make them.

Soon, a glass of wine was retreated to Quinn.

Quinn picked up the glass and took a shallow sip...... "Why is this bar called Iceberg?" She asked.

The bartender frowned: "Probably...... There is a lot of wine and ice here. ”

Queen, who didn't seem satisfied with this answer, drained it all in one gulp, then turned the glass upside down and slammed it onto the table.

The bartender was slightly stunned: "Don't you need another drink?" ”

This sentence seemed to disappoint Quinn: "No need." She shook her head and said, then turned and motioned for old Joey to go.

However, just as they were about to walk out of the bar......

"Hello ma'am...... " came a distinctly old voice.

Quinn turned around and found an old man in his sixties standing behind him, dressed in a waiter's suit that waiters often wear, looking at Quinn with a strange look.

"It's a bar, you ...... You know. His tone was full of anticipation and doubt, but at the same time, there was a strange respect.

"Of course." Quinn said.

"Then you know, it's been twenty years, and no one has ever clicked a martini on the table, right?" The old man spoke, and his tone seemed to be a little choked.

Quinn looked at the old man, hesitated for a moment, and then smiled, she took off the hat on her head, and her red and blue hair fell out, making this originally intellectual woman look weird in an instant.

However, the old man's pupils constricted suddenly, and his breathing was slightly rapid, but in the end, it calmed down.

Then, he picked up a cell phone and dialed a number.

"Young Master...... Quinn...... It's back. ”

......

......

The lights in front of the car push through the night, and a sedan hunks along the edge of the city.

In the back seat of the car, sat Quinn and Joey Sr., who was trying to shrink himself a little smaller.

And they're going to meet someone......

As I said before, although this is the metropolis, there is only one coastline away from Gotham after all, so Quinn is also familiar with this place, and she should still know people in this world.

Of course, none of the people she knew seemed to be likable, so in the nearly twenty years since Superman took charge of the world, her friends should have either been imprisoned or sentenced to death a long time ago.

But...... Quinn suddenly thought of someone who was probably still alive and easy to find.

Because this man is not a criminal in a sense, he is just a businessman, and the 'Planet Daily' where Superman worked before even has his shares.

So, Quinn, on the map, searched for 'Iceberg Restaurant'.

What surprised her a little was that the current Iceberg Restaurant seemed to have turned into a chain restaurant group, and the closest one to her was the "Iceberg Bar" she had just gone.

......

"Sir, ma'am, here we are." The sedan came to a slow stop.

Through the car window, Quinn saw a small villa outside that was not very luxurious, with the surname [Copote] written on the door number.