Entertainment Starting From Operation Red Sea

Chapter 116 Psychological Problems (please collect, recommend, and vote monthly)

This is a high-rise apartment. Although it is not very luxurious, it is also a well-known place in Tijuana. The security is relatively good, and many middle-class people live here.

The younger brother with a loud voice didn't expect anyone to find him here. He had just finished dealing with the nightclub fire in the morning when he was woken up from the bed. You can imagine how angry he was when he got up.

Of course, after a .45-caliber pistol was pointed at his head, all the so-called waking up energy disappeared. He was asked to sit on the sofa in the living room. Curtis stood aside with a gun. Xu Chuan quickly searched the entire house. Once again, put something important-looking into a black pocket.

 He took out two pieces of clothing from the cabinet and asked him to put them on. Curtis tied his two hands together with a special tie, put a coat on top, put his arm around his shoulders and walked out of the room.

“Keep your head down and don’t talk, otherwise I don’t mind sending you to see God now.” Curtis hid the pistol in his arms and pressed it against Areo’s armpit from inside his clothes.

Xu Chuan walked in front, blocking other people's sight. Of course, the people here were not very familiar with each other, so there would be no suspicion at all. Of course, it didn't matter if Areo resisted, both of them brought fake surveys. Bureau ID card, provided by Rayburn.

Everything went well. We took the elevator to the underground parking lot, put a black hood on Areo's head and stuffed it into the trunk.

“Don’t make the car too bloody, it’s not easy to clean.” In a hidden woods in the suburbs, Xu Chuan opened the door and got out of the car, telling Curtis that he should let him show off his performance today.

The surrounding scenery is really good. It is too remote here. Generally, there are not many tourists here. Standing on the cliff not far away and looking over, there is a sandy and fine beach below. The quiet sea breeze brings salty and moist scenery. The air made him want to go for a swim.

 It didn’t take long. When Curtis cut off Areo’s third finger, he had already told everything.

Of course, according to standard procedures, several more rounds of interrogations are needed to confirm the authenticity of the intelligence, but Curtis believes that it is no longer necessary. According to his experience, what this person said is basically the truth. If there are errors, it should be a memory issue. , but generally you won’t go wrong.

"Okay, but that's not what you said yesterday, Gonzalez." Xu Chuan looked at the recorded confession and asked doubtfully. He remembered clearly that this guy said that at least four rounds of interrogation would be conducted. Repeat the same questions to prove authenticity.

"Haha." Curtis touched his bald head and said, "I just want to see how many rounds you can last. You know, it is very difficult for people who do this kind of work for the first time. "Guan, the only ones who can persevere are those with mental problems." He coughed slightly, "Boss, I think you really need to see a psychiatrist."

Xu Chuan raised his head, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying his best to calm his emotions, "The world is so beautiful, but I am so irritable, this is not good..., it is not good for your sister, NMD"

 Opening his eyes, he took out his gun and was about to kill this bastard, but found that the **** had already run out nearly 50 meters when he took a deep breath. He had to admire the black brother's running ability.

Of course, it was impossible to actually shoot. Although this guy had tricked him, Curtis was right about one thing. Xu Chuan also knew that he had a psychological problem, but it was not what he thought.

Having been in this strange world for so many years, although he has slowly adapted and accepted that this is a real world, he still feels unreal every time he sees the stars and familiar plots from his previous life.

Just like Gonzalez, who was tortured to death, the reason why he did it was because, on the one hand, this man was definitely not a good person, and if he was killed, he would be doing justice to God, and on the other hand, Xu Chuan felt that this man was It's just an NPC. Killing him has no psychological burden at all.

Most of his pressure came from the mental pollution during the interrogation process, and these pressures have disappeared with the venting last night and this morning. In Curtis's eyes, this is extremely abnormal.

In the face of killing, everyone will have a process of adaptation, which may be long or short. Some people may not even be able to adapt at all. Even veterans like John Smith will inevitably have some psychological trauma, and Xu Chuan is like a natural born Suitable for killing, there is no adaptation process at all. This makes many people in Umbrella very worried about Xu Chuan's psychological problems and speculate whether he has an antisocial personality.

"Okay, come back quickly.", put the gun into the holster, and waved weakly to Curtis in the distance, "Man, we still have a lot of things to do, don't do these boring things anymore OK?"

“Boss, don’t blame me, NIKI asked me to do this.” Curtis came back with a dog-legged expression and sold Nikita without hesitation.

"Okay, I get it, don't worry, I don't plan to deduct your salary." Looking at Curtis' cheerful expression after getting the answer, he thought, "Don't think about anything else. I will send you to Antarctica later." Start your business and let you know the consequences of offending capitalists. ’

Things are finally back on track. Peeta is indeed not dead yet. He may have just fainted after being hit against the wall. Now he is locked up in a gang warehouse, which is a place specializing in human trafficking.

His brother's name is Daniel Rosa Sanchez. He lives in a wealthy area of ​​Tijuana and has five children. His wife is Reyna Rosa Sanchez, who is eight months pregnant. She explained everything very thoroughly. Even his son named Joseph was recruited.

"Go to that warehouse to take a look first. If we can confirm it, we will take action at night." Curtis told him his plan. Xu Chuan thought about it and felt a little inappropriate. He asked the question, "This Areo was kidnapped." The matter may not be kept secret for long, will it cause a chain reaction? "

“It’s unlikely, but we can take the equipment and watch from the outside. If there is anything abnormal, we can start taking action at any time.” Curtis took out his mobile phone to call up the map and marked the location of the target on it.

"Okay." He was the boss, and of course he had to make the final decision. He turned to look at Areo who was wailing in the car, "Do you still have this?" Curtis cut off three of his fingers and used them again. The igniter had scorched the wound to stop the bleeding, and now the whole person looked miserable.

Curtis looked around and said, "It's not easy to take him back. How about we deal with him here." He had no intention of going behind the client's back. Areo could still understand English. The rugged old man actually cried.

 (End of this chapter)