Hunting for Beauty

"I won't say anything to death, just save yourself!"

Muhammad fought it out, screaming wildly.

"Crack!"

The angry Xu Wenbin suddenly exerted force, and Muhammad's other finger was also "honorably laid off"!

"what!"

Muhammad let out a long scream, gasped in his mouth, and passed out.

It is conceivable how heavy Xu Wenbin's hands are, and how deep the pain in his fingers is.

Xu Wenbin shook his head remorsefully: "Fuck, it's useless. This guy is a die-hard terrorist, not even afraid of death, torture won't work!"

The red hair next to him frowned and asked, "What should I do?"

At this time, a doctor sneered and said, "General Ren, don't worry, we have ways to deal with such diehards."

"Oh, how?"

Ren Xiaoyao, Xu Wenbin and Hong Mao asked almost in unison, overjoyed.

"We have just successfully developed a new type of "psychedelic" drug. Anyone who injects it will fall into a state of no master and lose himself in less than a minute. At this time, anyone who asks him , he will obediently answer the answers he knows. It's just that this ""drug" is quite toxic, and it will cause great damage to people's nerves after use."

The doctor said coldly.

"Oh, it's amazing how similar it is to hypnotism!"

Ren Xiaoyao said.

"Yes, but hypnotism is not easy for strong-willed people, but this "psychedelic" drug does not have this problem!"

said the doctor.

"Oh, great, give him an injection!"

Ren Xiaoyao didn't mean to "pity the fragrance and cherish the jade" to this kind of terrorist. If he hadn't tried to trick him out of his secret, he would have strangled him to death a long time ago.

The two doctors nodded, solemnly took out a tube of red reagent from the medicine box beside them, slowly inhaled the needle, and injected it intravenously under Muhammad's skin.

After a while, Muhammad woke up slowly, but his expression was a little dull, his eyes were a little hazy, and he looked at Ren Xiaoyao and others in a daze.

The potion has worked!

Ren Xiaoyao glanced at Xu Wenbin, Xu Wenbin, who can be said to be an expert interrogator, quickly and "gently" asked: "Muhammad, in the name of the true God, tell me, which East Turkistan organization are you?"

"Long live the true God!"

Muhammad yelled reflexively, and then said solemnly: "We are the fighters of the People's Front of the Communist Party."

Ren Xiaoyao clenched his fists hard, unable to hide the excitement on his face, then sat down and started recording under Muhammad's file on the computer.

"Then where is your headquarters? How many branches are there? How many people are there? Who is the leader?"

Xu Wenbin asked again.

"Our headquarters is in the mountains west of Jalalabad, Afghanistan, with more than 500 people. There is also a branch at the edge of the Taklimakan Desert in China's Xinjiang Autonomous Region, with about 300 people!"

Muhammad replied instantly and honestly, without the bravery he had just resisted to the end.

Ren Xiaoyao was secretly startled: "It's such a powerful "psychedelic" potion. If I change myself, I don't know if I can resist it! Now, calm down and record carefully."

"Then who is your leader? True God Allah wants to know the name of this warrior!"

Xu Wenbin earnestly and earnestly induced him, appearing to be very experienced.

Muhammad suddenly became excited, and said proudly: "Our leader is the great East Turkistan warrior-Abdullah Redaya! He will scare the Chinese people and will be the greatest founder of our Turkic nation! "

"You bastard, my young master can't wait to slap you to death!"

Ren Xiaoyao was so angry that he almost jumped up, his nose was crooked.

Xu Wenbin's face was also a little ferocious, he suppressed his anger, and asked again: "Dear Muhammad, Allah wants to know, the four supernatural warriors you came this time, except you are a warrior from the East Turkistan People's Front Besides, what are they all called? What organization are they from?"

Muhammad tried hard to think about it, and the dull eyes looked very funny: "Well, the red-faced one is called Zahim, who seems to belong to some Turkish state secret agency, and the disheveled one is called Abu Amat , the bearded man is called Sibi Jalam, and they are all warriors under the command of our Arabian sage Ibn **!"

Ren Xiaoyao and Xu Wenbin looked at each other, their faces were a little shocked: Sure enough, this small East Turkistan People's Front does not have such a strong strength-it can dispatch four supernatural experts at a time, and there are really shadows of other powerful forces behind it!

Xu Wenbin thought for a while, and asked Muhammad a few more questions, and Muhammad answered them one by one.

Finally, Xu Wenbin knew everything he wanted to know, and nodded to Ren Xiaoyao: "All right, let's report to Academician Ji and the old man!"

Wait a minute, I'll use hypnotism to ask again to see if there is a discrepancy.

After Ren Xiaoyao finished speaking, he stood up, walked up to Muhammad, and said slowly: "Mohammad, you feel very tired now, you need to rest, go to sleep, go to sleep."

Following Ren Xiaoyao's words, Muhammad actually closed his eyes, and then let out a slight snoring sound.

"Muhammad, the true God Allah wants to know the situation of your East Turkistan organization, so as to help you restore the country, tell the true God Allah, where is your organization, who is the leader, how many people are there, and which organizations or countries are they related to? Contact, who usually provides your funds?"

Ren Xiaoyao said slowly again.

Except for those questions that were consistent with Xu Wenbin's and got the same answers, Ren Xiaoyao asked which organizations or countries they had contacted with, and got satisfactory answers.

It turned out that there was strong support from Turkey, and the terrorist attack on personnel was even given technical guidance by the powerful Al Qaeda organization. At the same time, India also provided them with shelters many times and even received financial assistance from the Japanese "government"!

Chapter 817

After receiving these shocking news, everyone looked at each other and thought to themselves: No wonder the East Turkistan Organization is always difficult to destroy, the land where it grows is too "fertile"!

It's all over.

Ren Xiaoyao saved the information in the computer, frowned and asked Xu Wenbin: "All the information that should be obtained has been asked, what should I do with this scumbag?"

"This scumbag must be executed, but in order to avoid international influence, it can only be executed secretly. Let the special research team carry out humane destruction."

Xu Wenbin smiled slightly, but this smile was obviously the "smile of death." Ren Xiaoyao nodded, regretting that he could not slaughter this kind of scum who had forgotten his ancestors, and smiled slightly: "Let's go, see Old man, oh, by the way, many citizens saw how the aftermath of the big battle on the street last night was resolved?"

Xu Wenbin laughed loudly and said: "This is easy to solve. At that time, the old man was under strict protection by us, and no citizens should have seen the old man's face. Those who know the inside story are insiders. As long as a first-level password ban is issued, no one will dare to leak it. Lu". To the outside world, it is said that it is shooting a movie, and advanced special effects have been used, and the effect is really good!"

Ren Xiaoyao was stunned: "This, the common people can believe it!"

Xu Wenbin smiled very experiencedly and said, "Hey, if you don't believe me, where can they go to ask for proof! What's more, the State Council has issued a ban on all TVs and media on this matter, and unified the reporting caliber. It's forgetful, and I won't remember it soon! We have dealt with similar things many times before, don't worry, there is no problem!"

Ren Xiaoyao smiled wryly in his heart, alas, sometimes the people are really ignorant.Could it be that this is politics!

It was almost noon, and Ren Xiaoyao tiredly drove back to the big hotel run by the Long Xiao Gang.