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"I can't understand why you have the weapons and courage to fight the police. You are obviously just a small gang. Doing such a thing in this progressive city is a bit too much."

"We have the most advanced technology and the best police in the continent, and it is too easy to catch you. Do you think you can get away with it after committing crimes in this city? Or do you think you are better than us? The Sheriff needs to be smarter and be able to escape from her?"

Graeme lowered his head and showed no intention of retorting on his pockmarked face. Of course he knew how powerful the Valkyrie police were. They were the group of people who interacted with the police most frequently. The Valkyrie police had They know how difficult it is to deal with better than anyone else. Just like mice and cats, they have a natural fear of the police.However, when faced with the temptation of food, they will still risk their lives to steal food.And they are like mice, money is the food they risk.

"You'd better think clearly. You are just a gangster in a small gang. Even if you have a higher status in the gang, you are still just a gangster after all. Tell me who gave you the weapons. Because We will not kill you due to the law, but we can still lock you up in a dark cabin that will never see the light of day. You will be with muddy water and mold every day, and you will never be exposed to the sun for the rest of your life. Believe me. That will It's something more uncomfortable than death." The woman continued, with a smile on her face but a cold look in her eyes. Her intuition told Gram that the woman in front of him was not lying, and everything she said was true.

However, despite this, Gram's mouth still had no intention of speaking. That was the bottom line that could never be betrayed, something that he could not and did not dare to say.

"Even if your fate is that you will always be surrounded by cockroaches and mice for the rest of your life, the water you drink is filthy and dirty, and the food you eat is moldy and rotten, you still refuse to tell who provided you with the weapons. ?"

The woman's tone became sharp and harsh. Although her voice was still sweet, the word threat could be heard in it.It seemed that if Graeme didn't tell the truth, his only option would be to be locked up in a dungeon forever.

Graeme shook his head, with a timid look in his eyes. He avoided the woman's gaze and muttered softly in a voice that only he could hear: "I...I don't know."

"Sir, if this is your answer, then this answer is too stupid. You should not be such a stupid person. I always thought that you would choose a more correct path, one that you would risk your life for." The path to pursue." The woman clapped her hands gently, and the door was pushed open. Helwell walked in carrying a black backpack. She placed the backpack in front of the two of them and bowed slightly to the silver-haired woman before walking out. .

The moment Graeme saw the backpack, his eyes changed. He became hot and excited, as if he had seen the goddess of his dreams, as if he had seen another person in love.

He swallowed. The black backpack was bulging, as if it was full of things.It was exactly the same as when he was around, as if the police had never opened it.

His hands were shaking slightly, and his eyes were full of greed. He wanted to reach out and check his backpack, but he didn't dare. The remaining reason told him not to act rashly. His breathing was rapid and his eyes were wandering.

Just when Graeme was struggling with his desires deep in his heart, the woman gently pushed the black backpack in front of Graeme.

"This was originally yours, Mr. Grimm. I just returned it to its original owner."

Graeme didn't care what the woman said. Anyway, he just wanted to know that she gave him the backpack. Without any hesitation, he opened the backpack as quickly as possible. When the money came out, it was full of money. When he was in front of him, he felt as if his breathing was about to stop. He immediately picked up a stack of money, put his head in it and sucked it in.

"Then sir, you can tell me what I want to know at this time. After all, you have such wealth, and you don't want the money to follow you to the dungeon to rot. If it reaches the dungeon, it may not be as good as a Fold hay comfortably and tell us what we want. Although you will not be acquitted, you will not be imprisoned forever. You will only be locked up for four or five years. Of course it will not be a dungeon, but an ordinary prison. We can even arrange a separate room for you, and when you are released from prison, you can take all the money with you. How about it?"

"Whether you choose to live your whole life following a mouse or to spend the rest of your life enjoying the glory and wealth, Mr. Gram, you are a smart man. I believe you will make the right decision on these matters!"

The heat in Graham's eyes receded. He lowered his head and counted the banknotes in his hand one by one. He remained silent. The woman did not continue to urge Gram. She calmly sipped the tea with a calm demeanor.

The room fell silent quickly, with only the sound of Graham counting the banknotes one after another. He piled the banknotes he had counted into stacks, and after a while, he slowly raised his head and looked at the woman drinking tea. :"What do you want to know?"

A slight smile came from the woman's mouth. She gently put down the tea cup in her hand and said, "Mr. Graham did not disappoint me. I believe you will choose this way."

She looked at Graham with a smile, and played with the teacup's ears with her slender ring finger.

"Who ordered you to rob the bank and handed you the weapons? Who is that person named Kyle Gallup? Why did he follow you? How did he disappear when you were running away? Among the crowd, what does the theft of the police station’s database have to do with you.”

Questions came out of the woman's mouth one after another, but Gram was like a man obsessed with money. No matter what the woman asked or said, his eyes never left the paper-filled room for a moment. Qian moved it out of his backpack.Finally, when the woman asked all the questions, he slowly opened his mouth.

"We don't know the name of the guy named Kyle Gallup. He looks ordinary, but there is a very scary scar on his face, like a scratch from being attacked by some kind of wild beast. He is a infiltrator He left in the crowd. When he proposed to blend in with the crowd, we laughed at his naivety. With such a big and obvious figure, it was almost impossible for him to blend into the crowd and leave quietly, but we didn't expect that he really succeeded. As for the others I don’t know the question. We are in a bank. What does the police care about if our things are stolen?” “Indeed, if he really has such obvious features, he will not be able to blend in with the crowd. He can spot it with just one glance. . But in fact, such a person did not appear at that time.”

"No, this is impossible! I saw with my own eyes that he put on a bank uniform and infiltrated into the hostages."

"But you didn't see him leave with your own eyes, right?"

"You mean which bank has a secret passage leading directly to the outside, but he didn't tell us! That bastard!!"

The woman gently put down the cup and looked at Graeme with a look of pity.

"There is no secret passage in the bank. You don't know your ally at all. The scar is fake, as is the burly figure. Maybe even the identity of Kyle Gallup is fake, and You're just the unlucky guy who was taken advantage of."

"... Who he is has nothing to do with us, as long as he is willing to give us weapons so that we have enough power to deal with the police."

"Uh? Does that mean your weapons come from this mysterious Mr. Kyle?" The woman sneered, and he looked at Graeme coldly.

"Well, it was this guy who gave us weapons, but I don't know who this guy is, but suddenly one day he came to find us. At that time, many people in our Death Gang needed a large sum of money for some things, so we negotiated After a while, he promised to give us money and help us provide weapons..." Before he could speak, he was interrupted by a stern voice.

"Sir! I think I have given you enough opportunities to confess. When you opened your mouth, I did not expose you immediately. I really hope that you can turn around and change your past. I am a person, I really hate people who lie, especially people who tell bad lies.”

"All of these weapons come from our city. There are records for the sale of every gun. According to the records, these guns have been transferred to the Mulufang Gang after changing hands several times. And your Death Gang seems to be very close to the Mulufang Gang. Am I right?" It can be concluded that these guns were not prepared by Kyle for you, at least not all of them. And your purpose is not as simple as robbing the bank. You should rob the bank and get the money and leave quickly. But you deliberately stayed in the bank, as if you were We deliberately attracted the police, and it was at this time that an accident occurred in our police station, and important information was stolen."

"You tell me at this time that you don't know anything. Don't let me misjudge you, sir!"

"I....."

"I'm going to paralyze you!"

Graeme finally stretched out his hands from the backpack, holding a magic gun in his hand, which was put into the backpack just in case. He acted very greedy, lowering his head and counting all the time. Money, that is to find this magic gun. If this is really his bag, and if he is lucky and does not check it, then he will have a chance to get this gun.

In fact, he was really lucky. The gun was still in his bag. He laughed at the policeman's stupidity in his heart, and pretended to be greedy for money. In fact, he didn't need to pretend that he was greedy for money, but it only cost his own life more.