While the manhunt is in progress

Chapter 868 Death to face
Facing Bethel Pat's doubts, Song He didn't open his mouth to explain. Instead, he smiled at him and leaned over to grab the clothes of a burly man, tearing them violently!
Stab it!

There was a sound of cracking silk, and a tall man's clothes were torn to pieces by Song He, revealing a large area of ​​hairy skin.

Prick, prick, prick!

Immediately afterwards, the sound of silk tearing sounded one after another, and the four burly men who were put into shameful poses by Song He immediately stripped of their clothes, making their already shameful appearance look more unrestrained and unrestrained, very intimate!

"Okay." Song He clapped his hands, casually picked up the mobile phone belonging to some burly man, and took a few photos of the four of them.

Bethel Pat on the side already understood the meaning of Song He's actions. He looked at Song He with a gloomy face and gritted his teeth and said: "As a gentleman! A nobleman of the Ding Kingdom! I will not accept any form of threaten!"

Song He put on an innocent expression on his face, but he looked at Bethel Pat with eager light hidden in his eyes: "Did I ever say that I would treat you like this?"

At this time, Bethel Pat, who was already pale, stared at Song He nervously, but saw Song He kept playing with the small spray that could cause people to be stunned, and felt that his heart was in his throat instantly!
"A real gentleman will only be honest with his friends!" After squeezing out a sentence between his teeth, Bethel Pat rolled his Adam's apple and stared firmly into Song He's eyes.

"You made the right choice." Song He shrugged and smiled, put away the sweat spray, stood in front of Bethel Pat, blocked the unsightly picture behind him, and then tore off Bethel Pat The plastic restraint strap on Pat's right wrist.

Bethel Pat took two deep breaths, tried hard to calm down the fear in his heart, and extended his newly freed right hand to Song He with a gloomy face: "Preparatory member of the Ding Kingdom Royal Legal Corps, Bethel Pat, Baron. "

"No wonder." Song He's eyes lit up, he stretched out his right hand to hold Bethel Pat, and said with a smile, "Qin Xialong's ace scout, Sun Xiaohai."

"Mr. Sun, what do you want to know?" Bethel Pat, who quickly accepted the reality and regained her elegance, slowly withdrew her right hand and wanted to cross her legs, but suddenly realized that she was still restrained, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Song He laughed, and said with a relaxed expression: "The person who sold our secret documents to George Cramp."

"Forgive me." Bethel Pat raised his right hand, looked straight into Song He's eyes and said, "What you want is someone who leaks and sells secrets in your country, not an intelligence dealer in Ding."

"Because the only people you can punish are people in Qin and Xia. As for the citizens of our country, you have no ability to punish."

"That's why I appear here." Song He smiled disapprovingly: "I promise not to kill him, how about that?"

"In front of the country as a whole, personal guarantees have no credibility at all." Bethel Pat shook his head: "And in this world, every country has an intelligence department."

"When they obtain information, you and I know whether the methods they use are clean or not. Everyone is fair on this point, and no one can clean themselves."

"But even if their hands are dirty, their hearts are cleaner and firmer than most citizens. So I want to ask, if you and I get along differently, will you betray Qin Xia's intelligence personnel?"

Song He looked at Bethel Pat carefully, and said tsk-tsk: "It's no wonder that you are a reserve member of Ding Kingdom's Royal Legal Corps. Under such circumstances, you can still use words to sway me."

"I'm just telling the truth." Bethel Pat said calmly: "Mr. Sun is undoubtedly the best investigator I have ever seen, but this does not mean that all your investigative actions will have results..."

"Okay, okay, I know what you mean." Song He waved his hand and said, "This is the end of testing the bottom line and bargaining. After talking so much, you just want to say that there is a difference between intelligence dealers and intelligence personnel."

"I promise you, I only want intelligence dealers this time, and I will not spy on your intelligence personnel."

Bethel Pat didn't answer immediately, and looked at Song He seriously for a moment before saying seriously: "I will not betray either of them."

"Damn! Is face so important?" Song He looked at Bethel Pat, who was nervous but pretending to be calm, and said with a smile: "I found that you really want face to suffer!"

"In this situation, is there any difference between telling me who that person is and me digging out that person's identity from George Cramp's mouth?"

"Yes." Bethel Pat nodded seriously: "When I go on vacation, I don't know what others are about to experience, and naturally I won't respond accordingly."

Song He Dun felt helpless: "It means that you will no longer participate in this matter, and you will never pay attention to this type of matter in the future, right?"

Seeing that Song He understood what he meant, Bethel Pat nodded in relief and said, "Yes, Mr. Sun, you have taught me enough lessons."

"Are all the nobles in Ding Kingdom the same as you?" Song He was incredulous: "They are all so cunning and face-saving?"

Bethel Pat shook his head and denied: "This is the life wisdom that a gentleman who cherishes his reputation should possess."

"It's tiring talking to you." Song He said impatiently: "Then give me all the information about George Cramp! Listen clearly, it's all the information! At the same time, you have to help me off his guard!"

"No problem!" Seeing Song He let go, Bethel Pat, whose heartstrings were always tense, immediately agreed, and then told all the information he knew about George Cramp.

An hour later, Song He looked at Bethel Pat with a strange expression while combing through the information in hand, and said with a strange look: "George Cramp has a special hobby, I won't ask how you know gone."

"But you even told me the secret mobile phone number that George Cramp used to contact the intelligence dealer. What's the difference between helping me dig out the intelligence dealer?"

"Why don't you just tell me directly, and I'll do it later."

"Give up on this idea, Mr. Sun." Bethel Pat expressed a firm expression: "A noble must have bottom lines and principles that cannot be touched."

"Damn! Today I finally met a guy who deserves more punishment than me!" Song He muttered unhappily, casually tore off the plastic restraint belt on Bethel Pat's left hand, opened the door of the torture room, and didn't look back. left.

After the sound of footsteps outside the door disappeared far away, Bethel Pat, who was completely relaxed, let out a long breath, rubbed his left wrist, and quickly took out his mobile phone to dial George Cramp's number.

"Hello, Mr. George Cramp." Bethel Pat listened to the response on the handset, glanced at the four burly men on the ground who were extremely ashamed, and said decisively while feeling lingering fear:
"I've settled the matter you entrusted me to settle for you. For the final payment, please get rid of your loss this morning, and the rest will be transferred to the original account."

"By the way, I will go on a trip in the near future, and I don't know when I will come back. So if you have any trouble, please find a way to solve it yourself..."

At the same time, Song He, who walked out of the small castle, looked back at the direction of the torture room, pulled out his ears and smiled, "It's still a good way."

After saying that, Song Heji took two steps, took out his cell phone and dialed Liu Yun's number while walking, and put on his Bluetooth headset.

While taking advantage of the intermission between the calls, Song He took the motorcycle out of the ring after leaving the monitoring range, stepped on it and started it directly, and galloped towards the city.

"Boss?" The call was connected, and Liu Yun's voice came into Song He's ears through the earphones: "What are you checking?"

"Check the communication records of a number within two weeks." Song He reported the mobile phone number that George Cramp used to contact the intelligence dealer: "By the way, check the information of the correspondents in it, and screen the suspicious people inside."

Liu Yun agreed decisively, then hung up the phone and started screening.When Song He was about to return to the city, Liu Yun called: "Boss, the check is over. There is a number that is strange but the owner information cannot be found."

"This number is not used frequently, but many of the people who contact it are numbers whose owner information cannot be found."

"That's it." Song He nodded, and after hesitating for a moment, he said, "Help me send some pictures to George Cramp's phone."

(End of this chapter)