Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 211
"Huh!" That was the sound of a long whip piercing the air.

"Crack!" That was the sound of the whip hitting the skin.

But the body that was beaten didn't let out the expected scream, it just swayed a little, and then hung there again.

"Oh, fainted again." The torturer put down the whip in his hand and walked to the corner of the cell.

The blood-stained bucket was lifted, dragging the bottom, and splashed, and the cold water hit the poor man who fell into a coma, forcing him to wake up.

"Uh, uh" intermittent groans came from the bruised figure.

"Say! What is your relationship with that Li Ang! What is the situation of your organization! How did you pass the news!" The torturer picked up the whip again.

"I really don't know him." The fat body covered with welts writhed and made a weak voice.

"Then why did he stay in your booth for so long? You even went to the backyard secretly! You went there for so long! Tell me, what did you say in the backyard?" The interrogator's voice was stern.

The prisoner's fat face was covered with blood and tears, and his eyes were full of fear: "I've said it countless times. I just took him to the fence in the backyard to pick cattle! He asked for the slaughter himself, so I had to accompany him. I I really don’t know him, I’ve never seen him when I came out, I really don’t know what kind of organization that is, I’m just a cattle dealer who sells cattle for Viscount Ley’s family, I really don’t know about those things.”

"The entire market, and everyone else is under surveillance! Just when you went to the backyard and disappeared for a while, how dare you say you don't know?" The interrogator obviously expressed disbelief.

"Please, please, I really do," the cattle dealer kept begging.

But the whip went up anyway.
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The door of the small black room opened slowly, and the dazzling sunlight came in, and a man in military uniform came in with the sunlight.

He took a big step, sat down at the table, placed the pen and paper in his hands, and knocked on the table again, waking up a strong man who was sleeping on the table.

"Today, I will be in charge of the inquiry. Don't worry, everyone believes you. You just need to repeat what you have seen and heard." The shrewd and capable man in military uniform picked up the pen and tapped it again Desk: "Let's get started now."

The cold-faced strong man across the table raised his head, his face was a little pale, and his throat was a little dry: "Okay, let me say it again. It was about eight o'clock in the evening, and Rich suddenly ran out of the room, saying that the target was missing, and then I went into the room with him, and after careful confirmation, we found that the target was indeed gone. Then we pulled the alarm. I guarantee that he was still there when the shift was changed. I remember that the target was lying on his side on the bed, facing The wall should be sleeping. Then I went outside the door, and Rich was in charge of the room. I can guarantee that the door has never been opened during this time! But the person just disappeared."

"Then how long did it take from when you changed shifts to when you found out that the person was missing?" asked the man in military uniform.

"It should be about an hour. The target disappeared within this hour. I hope to strictly inspect the room again. Maybe there is a hidden secret passage or something, otherwise all this is completely unexplainable." The cold-faced strong man insisted.

"The room has gone through the strictest inspection, and we haven't found any secret passages!" The man in military uniform paused: "Now, let's talk about Rich, how much do you know about him?"

"Impossible! Rich is impossible." The cold-faced strong man quickly retorted.

"Don't worry, let's just chat. I know that most of the iron guards are former His Majesty's personal guards, and some of them are the best of the guards. No matter their family background or their loyalty to His Majesty, they can be guaranteed." The man in military uniform Interrupting the rebuttal of the cold-faced strong man, he said directly: "But, there is no harm in having a chat, is there?"

He smiled, and put the pen on the paper again: "Let's continue, how much do you know about Rich?"

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In the empty warehouse, a large group of people were busy busy.

The originally neat shelves were dismantled and disassembled, and placed neatly outside the warehouse.The ground was swept clean, and the first floor was not stained. More than a dozen people lined up, lying on the ground and scanning carefully.Windows, door frames, door locks, ceilings, roofs, every place is in charge of special people, checking inside and out.

Outside the warehouse, stood a group of people with cold faces.

It is clearly deep winter, but the man in a hard suit is still sweating profusely, and tremblingly made a report: "After these days of meticulous inspections, we have not found any clues, neither the doors nor the windows have been damaged. Only the door lock was destroyed by violence. Judging from the traces on it, the person who destroyed it had at least a master-level cultivation base. With one slash, he cut it into two pieces, and the move was very fast and accurate. Except In addition, all kinds of food materials that were originally piled up in the warehouse, as well as some tools and sundries that were previously placed in the manor in the manor, all disappeared. And there were no traces left, no matter the heavy objects dragged on the ground There are no traces, or scraps that rub against each other, blood left by meat, water marks left by vegetables, none of them. It seems to disappear in an instant, very abrupt!"

"That is to say, there are no clues?" It was a very pleasant and moving female voice, but now, the voice was full of bursting anger.

"Yes. There is still no clue." The well-dressed man lowered his eyebrows, and his tone was full of reluctance and puzzlement.

"Hehe, you said there was no clue in the room; you also said there was no clue in the market; now in the manor, in the warehouse, there is still no clue. There are so many ingredients, all kinds, no less than a hundred kinds, no less than a thousand catties, pile them up properly In the warehouse, how could they all disappear in such a short period of time?" the female voice asked sharply.

"However, no matter whether it is the guards of the warehouse, the patrol team in the manor, the sentries in the open or in the dark, none of them have found that anyone has entered the warehouse, nor has anyone moved anything out of it. This whole thing is really too weird Yes, there is a strange feeling everywhere, completely, completely incomprehensible. I think, the mysterious organization you are looking for should be far more terrifying than we thought!" The man in strong clothes expressed his analysis.

"Forget it, Sophie, since there are no clues, then forget it, no matter what, we haven't lost anything, have we?" A bearded young man with a spear on his back walked over from a distance, and walked up to the angry and handsome In front of the girl.

"Besides, didn't Li Ang leave something for you? Why don't you go and see it? No matter what, it's better than wasting time here." The gunman in black armor advised distressedly.

(End of this chapter)