The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Knowing that Tom would drive in the direction he was leaving, he could fend off the pursuers behind him, so after running out of Tom's field of vision, he took a reins and climbed to the other side of the building and climbed onto the roof.

It's a suburb of New York, and it's empty all around but this abandoned factory building.

Solaso would never have imagined that someone would dare to play with the lights and wait for them to leave on the roof.

Yi Shu walked into the room with the gunman in his arms, not caring at all about the fierce drag racing scene that would happen next, and not caring about whether Tom, who was the military advisor and think tank of the Corleone family, could get out.

It's better to wrap it up a little longer so that he has more time to do his own thing.

Yi Shu happily blessed Tom as he tied the gunman to a pillar in the room, then pulled out a short knife and cut a strip of cloth from his trench coat, covering his eyes firmly.

After doing this, Yi Shu turned around and took a good look at the hiding place.

Perhaps because of the fear that someone would find this place through a phone line, there is no phone set up here.

The living facilities in the room are also quite old, except for the kitchen utensils, a kettle that boils and cools on the stove, an open can of coffee, and seven or eight quilts with coffee stains left on it.

In front of Yi Shu's body, there was a large table made up of two tables.

A large open space had been cleared behind the table, two wooden boxes were placed in the unknown corner, and the rest of the space was lined with mattresses and messy bedding on them.

Seeing this, Yi Shu was thoughtful.

He has seen a lot of videos explaining the mafia family before, and knows that this is a habit of the mafia when it is in flames: when the war between the families tends to be white-hot, the two sides will set up a headquarters in a secret place, so that everyone under them is on a mattress, so as to facilitate centralized and unified action.

Obviously, this is not only a safe house, but also a command headquarters after the situation deteriorates.

Or rather, one of the possible command locations.

After all, Solaso brought Tom here, and then planned to release him back, and it is difficult to say that he did not deliberately attract the attention of the Corleone family, and he took people to hide in another place that was more hidden.

Who said ghosts don't know the art of war?

Yi Shu sighed in his mouth, and looked beyond the mattress to the two wooden boxes.

Yi Shu stretched out his hand and waved, the straps on the wooden box were all broken, and the wooden lid slid open by itself, revealing more than a dozen black munitions inside, all of which were Thomson submachine guns called "typewriters" without exception!

"It's all good stuff!"

Yi Shu's eyes lit up, and he didn't hesitate to close the wooden box and take it with him when he was about to leave.

"Wow-"

Yi Shu carried the boiling water on the stove and unceremoniously poured it on the gunman's head.

The gunman woke up with a spirit, saw the darkness in front of him, and his body was restrained and unable to move, and his heart, which was already full of fear, immediately collapsed.

"Don't ...... Don't kill me! ”

"You...... Do you want money? I have money, I have a lot of money! ”

"Even if you don't want money, anything else is fine, anything, as long as you don't kill me!"

The bound gunman begged for mercy incoherently, his eyes covered by the black cloth gradually moistened, and two tear streaks flowed down the cracks in the black cloth, and soon covered his entire face.

It stands to reason that a gangster gunman like him who licks blood from the knife should not have such a bad psychological endurance.

This situation will occur because he was shocked by Yi Shu with mental power before he fell into a coma, and he is on the verge of a mental breakdown at the moment, and he will find everything if he is a little frightened.

It's just that no matter what he says, Yi Shu always remains silent.

An invisible atmosphere of terror permeates the room.

At the same time, there is also a fishy smell......

Yi Shu was full of black lines, his heart moved, his mind expelled the urine molecules in the air, and he said with some disgust:

"I ask, you answer."

"Uh-huh, you ask, you ask, I must know everything."

The tied gunman nodded his head as if he had been granted amnesty, and there was even a hint of gratitude in his tone.

Yi Shu was a little speechless, and while feeling the strength of his spiritual power, he asked, "Do you know where the stolen money of the Solaso and Tataria families is?" ”

"Stolen ...... Money? ”

"It's cash, antiques, precious calligraphy and paintings, and so on."

"This ...... I...... This ......"

The gunman hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help but collapse and said: "I'm just a gunman, this kind of information, how could Solaso let me know, if you change a question, I will definitely be able to answer a different question!" ”

Seeing the gunman's collapsed appearance, Yi Shu had a headache, and asked in a slow tone: "In this way, let me change the question, do you know where the other safe houses in Solasso are?" ”

"I know this question! I know that! ”

The gunman suddenly seemed to see some light in his eyes, and as he struggled, he spat out some addresses at a rapid pace.

"Shhh

Yi Shu comforted the gunman with a little headache, and then took out a pen and paper from his arms.

"Speak slowly, I can't remember if it's fast."

"Good, good!"

The gunman nodded frantically as his lips trembled as he reported what he knew.

Yi Shu was calm at first, but when he remembered it, he couldn't help but sigh in his mouth.

He didn't expect that Solaso would set up so many hideouts and safe houses in New York.

I thought that this gunman could spit out two or three locations, but I didn't expect to say thirteen hidden safe houses in a row, five of which were in the suburbs and eight in the downtown area.

It didn't take long for him to jot down all the intel that the gunman had spat out.

Fortunately, it was not abandoned when I was in college, and my English level was not bad, and my speaking and listening were particularly outstanding.

"Good!"

Yi Shu nodded with satisfaction, folded the paper full of addresses, stuffed it into his pocket, and then looked at the gunman on the pillar who was frightened and incontinent, feeling a little worried.

He wasn't really sure if the man had seen his face at the time.

Today's shot is mainly for interrogation addresses, and the choice of this person is just a matter of convenience.

Do you want to destroy humanity or not?

Yi Shu's brows furrowed tightly, if he didn't kill him, then his plan to try to fish in troubled waters might be exposed, but if he really killed him......

Yi Shu sighed in his heart, no matter what, he grew up in the civilized world after all, and it was no problem for him to steal something and stun a few people.

But to kill someone, after all, there is still a trace of psychological obstacles.

Yi Shu was silent for a long time, and finally said as if he had made up his mind: "Have you ever killed someone?" ”

The gunman trembled and did not dare to lie: "Kill ...... Killed ......"

"How many have you killed?"

"Six...... No, seven...... No, eight. ”

"How many are there?"

"This ...... I don't know! The gunman was a little devastated, "When the gangsters shoot, it depends on the will of God whether they hit or not, and I'm not sure how many people I killed!" ”

Yi Shu asked calmly: "I'm not asking about this, it's not wartime, it's not a mission, how many people have you killed?" ”

The gunman fell silent, and after a long time, he whispered, "I answered, can you let me go?" ”

"Maybe."

"......" the gunman pursed his lips, "There are only three, one is Depp from the next door neighbor's house, he used to bully me with a group of people and robbed the people I liked, so I found an opportunity to shoot him after joining the mafia." ”

"The second is my first superior, he was greedy and stingy, he often ignored the bounties given to us from above, and used our hard-earned money to eat, drink and have fun looking for women, and in the long run, I couldn't bear it anymore, and conspired with two other accomplices to poison him and kill him at the dinner table."

"The last one is Johnny, a boy, he has obviously started to sell D for us, but he planned to quit just because of his parents' dissuasion, and he also called the police to his parents, but unfortunately it was our people who answered the phone, and he turned around and told us the news, Victor said to teach him a lesson, but I felt that such a traitor must not stay, so I took someone to the door, broke his parents' legs, and then put him-"

"Ga-"

Before the words fell, there was a crisp sound, and the gunman tilted his neck and was silent.

Yi Shu withdrew his hand expressionlessly, turned around and picked up the wooden box, and left the place.