British 1986

As the first shock bomb exploded, the second and third shock bombs were rolled in one after another. Clements's ears were buzzing and he could not hear anything. His chest felt like he had been hit hard several times. He leaned down and fell off the table.

His previous methods have not been used yet, and he has lost his combat effectiveness.

He couldn't hear any sound, but he didn't wait any longer. His legs suddenly hurt, and before he could say anything, his chin was pinched hard by someone's hand and dislocated.

"That's the goal, right? Clements?"

A big man knelt down and pressed Clements down. While tying him up, he took out a photo and compared it to Clements' face with the help of a teammate's flashlight.

"It should be him."

"Take it off and take a look, confirm his identity first."

Another big man has not forgotten the order. After arresting someone, he must first confirm whether he is a Jew. If not, he will have to arrest the wrong person.

"Stab it."

With the sound of tearing cloth, the weak flashlight light in the darkness accurately illuminated the key parts, and then confirmed the target!

This thing looks like a king oyster mushroom that has softened before being cut. It is easy to identify.

"That's him, take him away. The first and second groups have finished their work. We don't need to worry about the rest."

"yes!"

From the first gunshot to the end when the entire clinic fell silent, it took less than five minutes.

It feels like it comes and goes quickly.

There is no such thing as in the movie, with all kinds of high-tech equipment to break out of the encirclement, and there is no one-on-ten scene.

Real agents or spies only do sneaky things, but when it comes to frontal combat, it's hard to say whether they can compare to scouts. What's more, compared with elite troops, the frontal combat effectiveness of both sides is not at the same level.

In addition, one side did not care at all, was still familiar with the terrain, and still attacked secretly, and still had the advantage of equipment. If this went wrong again, there was really no way to deal with it.

Therefore, Allen, who had been watching with a telescope in the distance for a long time, put down the telescope and smacked his lips, feeling a little boring.

"Master, Commissioner Hughes, can I tell him...?"

Seeing the action end, Rex, standing next to Allen, asked softly.

"Him? What did you tell him?"

This is in Wales, not anywhere else. If you have credit, Allen can take it all for himself regardless of others. Hughes. He is nothing. He is just a transparent little person who was sent to assist Allen. He can just drink whatever he has left. .

But if Allen messes up something, he can take the blame.

Isn't this what people in this department do in front of noble lords?

After waiting for more than twenty minutes, a few people in the distance walked towards here carrying a few log-like objects.

Allen stamped his feet and stared at the figures. When they got closer, he saw clearly that they should be several living people wrapped in quilts.

"Your Excellency, this group of people is not simple. When we went in to arrest just now, everyone was on guard. It was the other party who fired the first shot, and judging from their shooting movements, they did not look like novices, especially This old guy, I just personally took a look at the room he was in when he was arrested. He deliberately left the door half open, and he hid on the table against the wall on the other side of the door."

"oh?"

Although Allen is a marine, he still knows a little bit about the ways here. In an indoor battle like this, many people will subconsciously hide behind the door, even if they are hiding.

But this man was different. He half-opened the door first and hid on the table on the other side. This was a bit unexpected. In professional terms, this is called counter-instinct training.

Just like the special training for indoor combat in the army, for example, when turning sideways to shoot at a corner, the outstretched leg must be turned inwards, and the same goes for the feet.

This position looks very girly, but it works.

If the shooter is shot, the posture of his legs will drive his body under the inertia, causing him to fall directly towards the inside of the wall instead of falling backwards or out.

This is counter-instinct training.

And this hometown deliberately created an illusion by leaving the door half open. When ordinary people see this situation, they will most likely focus their vigilance behind the door and ignore him squatting on the table at the entrance in the dark. It is very sinister. the wrist of.

But he probably didn't expect that no one in the family came in, and the shock bombs were thrown in as if they were free of charge.

Damn it.

Being shocked and bounced at close range is three to four times more painful than being hit hard by an airbag while sitting in a car.

If you haven't had an impression of this thing yet, you can imagine what it would feel like when a heavy object weighing three to four hundred kilograms hits a person head-on with full force.

An untrained person will lose combat effectiveness in the first blow, and even a trained person cannot prevent it. This is not an explosion, this is a shock wave, which is magic damage!

"Is he Clements?"

"Yes, but he probably won't wake up for a while. He was hit by three shock bombs at close range."

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Allen looked at Clements, who looked like the hero in a ghost movie. Blood was pouring from his eyes and mouth, and he looked extremely miserable.

"Let's find someone who can talk. I want to ask questions."

As a basin of cold water was poured directly onto his body, Andy moaned uncontrollably.

It's already October, and it's late at night, not far from the seaside, and the temperature is only a few degrees. In this case, a person is stripped naked, and then a basin of cold water is poured on the body. That's how it feels.

Andy Leng's teeth couldn't stop chattering. He squinted his eyes to see the surrounding environment clearly. Standing in front of him was a young man with a cold face. Several big men surrounded him, and they all focused on him.

"Who are you and why did you attack us?"

Allen smiled and looked at the captured people on the ground. Regardless of whether they were related to the murder case a few days ago, he had gained something today. They Jews had guns!

"Let me ask you, where did you guys get your guns? What are you doing lurking here?"

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Just as Andy was about to raise his head, a big foot from behind instantly stepped on his neck, making him unable to move.

"Did not say?"

Allen chuckled and motioned to the bodyguard next to him to let go of his feet.

"who are you!"

Andy shivered and looked at Alan.

Looking at Andy who didn't answer the question, Allen knelt down and looked into his eyes and continued to ask: "Does the murder case a few days ago, that Robert Maxwell, have anything to do with you?"

Hearing this name, Andy's eyes subconsciously changed, but he quickly calmed down, as if he didn't understand what Allen said, and continued to answer the question: "Why did you attack me? I didn't break the law."

Allen, who had been watching him carefully all the time, understood when he saw the guy's eyes just now. He didn't expect an unexpected clue. Why did it seem like he had caught the real owner?

It couldn't really be this group of people, could it?

Is it so easy to solve the case?

For ordinary people, when they are arrested and asked something, they should at least listen clearly to what they are asking, right?

No matter what the problem is, if you don’t know, or you really know but want to deny it, you must at least evade and deny it, right?

But the guy in front of me, after having such a slight reaction in his eyes, didn't deny it and continued to act stupid?

Is this normal? !

"My patience is limited. If you tell me now, I will suffer less."

"I don't know anything. I don't understand what you're talking about."

"good!"

Seeing this guy acting rogue, Allen smiled without getting angry. He stretched out his left hand and gently touched his face. Then he slowly touched his upper eyelid with his index finger and pressed down slightly.

The nerve distribution on the human face is still very sensitive. Even with such a gentle press, Andy has already reacted. He tilted his neck back as hard as he could to avoid Allen's hand, but he was tied up and that was it. Lying on the ground, even if you hide, the range of avoidance is limited.

As Alan's fingers continued to press down, Andy finally couldn't help but scream.

Allen's index finger pressed his left eyelid, and he pressed it down so hard that he felt that his eye was about to burst open. This pain extended from his eye to his scalp, and his whole head was like an electric shock. It seems to hurt.

"Ah!!! I really don't know, I don't know what you are talking about! Ah!!!"

Allen turned a deaf ear to this guy's words and kept smiling as he pressed down harder.

As the force of his hand became stronger, Andy's screams became louder and louder.

"Ah I"

"ah!!"

Andy's whole body seemed to be electrified. He was no longer twitching, but shaking. His whole body was shaking.

He was trembling all over as he was pressed, struggling hard, and screaming miserably like a wild ghost, but Allen's fingers seemed to be stuck on his left eye, and the pressure continued to increase.

"I said it!!!"

Andy's tolerance has reached its limit. He is a professionally trained person, and ordinary torture to extract confessions has basically no effect on him. But since he was a child, this is the first time he has experienced the feeling of someone poking out his eyeballs through his eyelids. , this kind of pain is felt deep in the bone marrow!

Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt a more severe pain. There seemed to be a lot more space in the orbit of his left eye, and there was also a sticky feeling. Along with the severe pain, it rushed straight into his brain. Andy I shook violently a few more times and fainted from the pain!

Allen waved his hands and stood up and said, "Wake him up!"

When Andy regained consciousness again, he was in so much pain that he had no strength to speak. He was curled up and his whole body ached. He felt as if his left eye was gone. Not only was his left eye gone, it was so painful that his right eye now He was also temporarily blind. He couldn't see what was around him, he could only feel that the person was still in front of him.

"Did you kill Robert Maxwell?"

Sure enough, the demonic voice sounded again. Along with this voice, the ground shook. This was the sound of footsteps!

Andy shook again subconsciously and said hysterically: "Yes! Yes! We killed him! It was Clements who took me to kill him, and Brooke. I drove the boat. It was not me who killed him, but Clements!”

"Oh? Why kill him?"

"I don't know! I don't know! Clements said he was a traitor, and I was only responsible for driving the ship."

"Huh traitor?"

Feeling another touch on his right eye, Andy shivered even more, and his voice was distorted.

"That's all I know, really! That's all I know!"

"Where's Brooke?"

"He's in town, he's in town!"

"How many times have you met Robert Maxwell?"

"I've met him several times before. I... I sailed the boat to take Clements out to sea to meet him."

"Oh? Meeting at sea? How many times have we met? Where are you?"

"Every time. Every time off the coast of Cardiff. I sent Clements there three times in total."

"Well, how many of you are there in total? Where is everyone else?"

"I have no idea."

Seeing the man lying on the ground shaking like a maggot, Allen took two steps back with disgust and waved his hand: "Take him back, treat him first, and interrogate him again overnight."

"yes!"

Unexpectedly, the arrester was caught right the first time. This was something Allen never expected.

In his expectation, it would be enough to find some new clues, but he did not expect that this group of people was actually the murderer.

From the beginning to now, to be honest, he was a little confused and a little unreal.

But now that he is caught, his party can continue to be arranged and held on time.

However, the plans of Robert Maxwell Media Company were somewhat disrupted by this group of people who were suddenly caught.

Feeling the bumps on the road, Allen asked Xiao Shitou who was driving: "How are you doing at the media company?"

"Well, Master, I haven't received any news yet. The people below are already investigating his children one by one. Should I wait until tomorrow morning to press him?"

"I'll hurry up when I get back later! Now that they've been caught by us, it won't be easy to explain if it's delayed for a few more days. Tell the person below that if his child doesn't cooperate, what's the point of attack!"

"yes!"

Saturday, 8 a.m.

Boss Cha opened his eyes drowsily, looked at the watch on the bedside, then half-sit up and leaned against the bedside, looking at the sunshine coming in from the window, feeling slightly dazed.

This week, he did not go to Kalami's place, nor did he arrange any activities. Instead, he returned to Highgrove Manor. Near the end of the year, his recent schedule was extremely busy. At the weekend, he just wanted to be alone and have a good rest. , being able to sleep until eight in the morning should be regarded as sleeping in for him!

The servant on duty at the door heard the movement in the bedroom, peeked his head in, took a quick look, and quickly went to call for someone.

"Your Highness, are you awake?"

"Um"

After glancing at Butler Capel who walked into the bedroom, Boss Cha nodded slightly, but had no intention of getting out of bed.

"Your Highness, Mr. Allen called in the early morning. He seems to have caught the murderer."

"Um"

"Um?"

Boss Cha blinked and suddenly realized, had the murderer been caught? Allen caught him? How many days has it been? So fast?

Facing Boss Cha's doubtful, puzzled and curious gaze, Butler Capel continued to report: "Your Excellency Allen called at two o'clock in the morning. They caught the person in Pembroke County last night."

"last night?"

"Yes, you were already resting at that time. Mr. Allen specifically asked not to disturb you. He said he would come to report to you in person today."

"Oh what time will he arrive?"

"He arrived at around six o'clock in the morning and is resting downstairs."

"Um?"

Boss Cha looked confused again. Is this the same Allen he remembered who could sleep until ten o'clock?

When did this guy become so diligent?

Did something happen?