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Chapter 1342 Interrogation

A two-story villa in Luojishan.

Frank, the black policeman who was lying on the bed, rolled over and fell under the bed when he heard the alarm outside.

Then he raised the pistol he held in his hand when he slept and aimed at the door.

After waiting for a full minute, Frank found that the expected attack did not occur, but the alarm outside the door did not stop.

This made him a little impatient.

Frank had been hiding at home for several days.

Since the bearded man and another black policeman were killed by Peterson's people, Frank couldn't help but feel sad, but because he himself was not clean, he could only hide.

So when he heard the sound, Frank subconsciously thought that Peterson had brought people to the door.

He continued to lie under the bed and waited for a few minutes. There was still no movement outside the door. Frank finally couldn't help but climb up.

He quietly approached the door, then leaned his head against the wall, and listened to the movement outside.

As a result, it was quiet outside the door, and there was no abnormality.

So Frank quietly approached the window again, and then looked out along the window glass. Outside was the villa garden and the front door, and there was no one in these two places.

After several consecutive observations, no one was found, but the alarm was still ringing. Frank finally couldn't help it. He walked to the guest bedroom on the side, pulled open the blanket, knocked on the door a few times, and soon a handle was exposed.

Frank pulled up the handle, and a hole leading to the underground appeared in front of him.

Frank got in without hesitation.

Ten minutes later, a manhole cover not far behind the villa was suddenly pushed open. Frank quietly stuck his head out. Just as he was about to observe the surroundings, a cold gun muzzle suddenly stuck to his temple.

"If I were you, I would drop the gun."

Zhang Pin squatted on the ground and looked at Frank with a smile.

"Do you know who I am? I am LAPD."

Frank often pointed a gun at others, but he was rarely pointed at by a gun, so when he suddenly encountered it, Frank was obviously still a little uncomfortable.

Sir Zhang would not indulge him, but he waited patiently here for Frank because he was still useful to him, so he did not kill him directly.

Bang——

Zhang Pin grabbed Frank's hair and smashed his head heavily on the edge of the manhole cover that Frank had pushed open.

Frank's forehead was instantly cut open, and the next moment blood flowed over Frank's eyebrows and into his eyes.

Frank had already closed his eyes before the blood flowed into his eyes.

Zhang Pin was very strong, and Frank was stunned by the collision.

So he was quickly lifted up from the sewer by Sir Zhang like a dead dog, and then pulled back to the villa.

Sir Zhang did not enter the villa, but came to the garage next to it, and opened the door. There was a police car with sirens flashing inside.

The sirens of this police car were naturally turned on by Sir Zhang.

His purpose in doing this was to alarm Frank so that he could run out of the villa.

In fact, even if Frank was hiding in the villa, Sir Zhang could easily get in.

The reason why he didn't do this was just that he didn't want to make too much noise.

"It's better now, right? Do you want to cooperate a little, or do you want to suffer enough first and then cooperate?"

Zhang Pin threw Frank on the ground, then pulled a chair over and sat down.

"Ah——"

Frank, who had been drowsy because of a hit on his head, suddenly screamed and became very energetic.

It turned out that Sir Zhang deliberately pressed a chair leg on his palm when he put the chair.

At this moment, Sir Zhang sat down, and Frank felt that his entire palm was about to be pressed through.

"Fuck, what do you want me to do, or do you want to find out some information, you can just say it directly, why do you keep torturing me."

Frank finally couldn't help it.

He was originally prepared to not cooperate with anything, and through his identity and toughness, he would not let Zhang Pin get any benefits from him.

As a result, who knew that Zhang Pin didn't play by the rules at all. The previous hit almost made Frank feel that he was going to die.

He is a policeman, and interrogating prisoners is commonplace.

But it is precisely because of this that, judging from Zhang Pin's performance, he feels that the other party is not targeting others, but his own life.

Frank has received a lot of money from Pushkin as a black policeman over the years, and he certainly doesn't want to die.

So Frank didn't resist much and chose to cooperate with Zhang Pin.

"Please help me stop the bleeding, otherwise I will die."

Frank raised his head and asked Zhang Pin for help.

He already felt that he had lost too much blood and his head was dizzy. If he didn't stop the bleeding quickly, he might die before he could hold on until Zhang Pin left.

"Well, didn't you say you were very hard-mouthed? Why don't you hold on a little longer? Maybe someone will come and I can only run away."

Zhang Pin heard Frank begging for mercy, and he still felt a little regretful.

When he came here, he was ready to fight a protracted war with Frank.

In the end, who knew that the other party was a soft egg.

This made Sir Zhang a little disappointed.

"Stop the bleeding quickly, help me stop the bleeding. You are here for Pushkin, right? I know a lot about him. When I stop the bleeding, just ask. By the way, Pushkin sent a professional named Peterson to check it out." Jishan, he is looking for you recently."

When Frank heard Zhang Pin's words, not only was he not happy, but he was filled with fear from the bottom of his heart.

From Zhang Pin's tone, it was obvious that he really wanted to kill him.

Seeing this situation, Frank could only tell some important information to Sir Zhang first, hoping to make Zhang Pin not to attack him immediately.

"Oh, it turns out that guy is a professional, no wonder he speaks so loudly."

Zhang Pin saw Frank's appearance and pretended to be enlightened.

Then he didn't wait for the other party to continue speaking, but asked Frank directly: "It seems that you have been hiding at home these past few days and haven't gone out?"

The reason why Sir Zhang asked this was mainly because it had been a few days since he killed Peterson.

As a result, the other party even used Peterson to scare him, obviously he didn't receive the message.

"Yes, that guy is inhumane. He had two of my colleagues killed, and he also wanted to attack me. I could only hide."

Frank was even more shocked when he heard Zhang Pin's words.

Because from Zhang Pin's tone, it was obvious that he had already dealt with Peterson.

Frank knows that Peterson is inhumane.

When the other party first came to Luoji Mountain, he beat an Irish gang leader to death.

Then after failing to capture McCall, he sent someone to kill two more police officers.

But now that Zhang Pin was standing in front of him and had not been killed by Peterson, Frank naturally couldn't help but look at Zhang Pin.

"Tell me how much you know Pushkin. I hope these values ​​are worth your life."

Seeing Frank being so cautious, Sir Zhang did not tell him that Peterson was dead.

The other party was obviously afraid of Peterson, which made it easier for Sir Zhang to get more information from him.

"What do you want to know? Pushkin has a lot of business in Luoji Mountain. He has a large oil depot. He provides 30% of the oil in Luoji Mountain. His oil is of good quality and very cheap."

"He also controls half of the arms business in Luoji Mountain. Can I bandage him first? It will really kill someone."

Frank heard Zhang Pin's question and quickly talked about Pushkin's business.

However, after getting started, he brought up the old matter again and expressed that he wanted to bandage his wounds first.

"Okay, do you have any dressings for your rider? I didn't bring any of that."

Zhang Pin's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard that Pushkin specializes in oil and arms business.

Not that he was interested in either of those things.

Although this thing is highly profitable, it is limited to production issues.

Whether it is an oil field or an arms factory, it is not something that Sir Zhang can own for the time being.

What he values ​​more is that both businesses are considered shady, so no credit cards or bank transfers will be used during transactions.

Except for some barter, most transactions are cash.

Since Pushkin's business is so large, it naturally means that he definitely has a large amount of cash on hand.

Sir Zhang took action this time with the intention of helping Natasha.

But if you can earn some benefits for yourself while taking action, it will naturally be better for Sir Zhang.

"Thank you, I have a first aid kit in my car."

When Frank heard that Zhang Pin allowed him to bandage, he quickly thanked Zhang Pin.

After waiting for a minute, he found that Zhang Pin was still sitting on the chair motionless.

"Why, do you still want me to bandage you?"

Zhang Pin met Frank's questioning eyes and immediately asked the other person unceremoniously.

"No, no, no, I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."

When Frank heard Zhang Pin's words, he quickly shook his head, but with this shake, the blood on his forehead flew up, and he quickly stopped.

The scene was silent for another ten seconds.

"What, are you still planning to ask me to get you a first aid kit?"

Zhang Pin still sat in the chair, and then asked about Frank.

"I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."

This time there was a lot of surprise in Frank's tone.

He originally thought that when bandaging himself, Zhang Pin would be wary of him and not let him move around or touch anything.

As a result, looking at Zhang Pin's intention now, it turned out that there was no intention to restrict his behavior at all.

This was naturally a big surprise for Frank.

Because not only did he have a first aid kit in his car, but he also had several weapons.

Now Zhang Pin asked him to get the first aid kit by himself, and Frank endured the discomfort and stood up.

Then when he reached out, he realized that the palm of his right hand had been pressed by Zhang Pin with the foot of the chair. Now it was swollen like a pig's trotter and he couldn't move at all.

"hiss--"

Frank took a breath of air, and his originally excited mood became much calmer at this moment.

He opened the switch of the trunk, and as the trunk slowly rose, Sir Zhang sat on the side of the car again, so Frank briefly disappeared in front of Sir Zhang.

Zhang Pin was still sitting on the chair leisurely at this moment. He didn't even look at Frank, but looked at the scenery in the garden through the garage window.

Under the cover of the trunk, Frank looked at the first aid kit placed in the trunk and a loaded shotgun.

He glanced at Zhang Pin with resentment, then at the shotgun. Then he gritted his teeth, stretched out his uninjured left hand, and placed it on the shotgun.

But the next second, Frank's body swayed and he lay directly on the car.

"ah--"

Frank screamed and had to regretfully let go of the shotgun, putting his hand on the switch of the first aid box.

snap——

Feeling his weak body, Frank deliberately pulled the first aid box and hid the shotgun behind the box.

Although the time when his head was hit was not too long, because the wound was too deep and Zhang Pin dragged him on the ground for a while, Frank had been saying that he was losing too much blood and was going to die. It was not nonsense.

He had really lost too much blood.

And because he could not move one hand temporarily, Frank sadly discovered that he could not aim the shotgun at Zhang Pin.

Especially Zhang Pin's careless look made Frank feel even more unsure.

No matter how he looked at Zhang Pin, it was very similar to his previous actions when he wanted to kill some gang criminals.

In the past, he wanted to kill certain people, but due to legal and police issues, he couldn't do it directly.

So he would be like Zhang Pin now, pretending not to care, luring those people to take action first, and then he would justifiably kill them.

Frank thought of this, and then looked at Zhang Pin's movements, and felt more and more that he saw the shadow of his former self in Zhang Pin's movements.

This discovery made Frank feel nervous, and he quickly walked to an uncovered area of ​​the car so that Zhang Pin could see clearly that he was not messing around.

Then he picked up a gauze and a bottle of potion, and slowly walked to Zhang Pin.

"Hey, I can't open the package now, can you help me?"

Just as Frank couldn't hold the shotgun now, he couldn't open the gauze either.

"Why is it so troublesome?"

Zhang Pin was obviously not happy about Frank asking for his help, but after all, Frank was still useful to him. If he just wanted to kill him, Sir Zhang wouldn't have waited here for so long.

So even though he said a few words, he still quickly helped the other party to remove the gauze. Then after confirming that Frank couldn't bandage it by himself, he also bandaged the wounds on the other party's forehead and palms.

"You want to inquire about Pushkin's treasury, I know where it is."

When Sir Zhang was bandaging his wound, Frank didn't know what his psychology was, but he directly told Sir Zhang what he was interested in.

"You are very smart, so tell me, if something happened to Pushkin's cash warehouse in Luoji Mountain, would he come to Luoji Mountain himself?"

Zhang Pin heard Frank's words, so he casually asked something that made Frank's face change.

"You actually want to attack Pushkin."