Chapter 88 Interrogation

"Jodi, you're back." Lorne waved his hand, signaling him to sit down. "How are you doing over there?"

"Quite's tone is a little loose, and he should be about to agree." Jody sat down, grabbed a cup of tea on the table and drank vigorously.

"You bastard! That's my cup!" Fat Tiger, who was lying on the sofa and eating, saw Jody pick up his teacup, but it was too late to stop him.

"As expected of the tea made by Kofir, it tastes good, let's have another cup!" Jody emptied the empty cup, still wanting more.

"I heard from the maid that you were attacked, boss. What's going on?" Jody turned around and asked after finishing Fat Tiger's tea.

The tone was nonchalant, because in his mind, it was impossible for a man like Lorne to be unable to handle even one attack.

Lorne shook his head, "It was just an unremarkable attack. The person who attacked me was just thrown into the 'baptism room', and now the results have just come out."

He waved his hand at the follower who had just come out of the secret door, indicating that he could speak.

The follower swallowed, hesitating. "Report to the bosses, the drunk just confessed that the person behind him is the black gun Quite."

Several people present looked at each other with strange expressions on their faces.

"The old guy Quite should have been dealt with a long time ago!" The simple-minded Fat Tiger said angrily, "This bastard is actually doing the same thing to the face!"

It's just that he just uttered these words, but found that several people present looked at him strangely.

"What's wrong, did I say something wrong again?" Fat Tiger wondered.

"No, it's nothing." Jody said, taking the tea served by Kofir. "I just feel a little strange. His nephew is an officer of the world government's navy. If he wants to tear himself apart with us, he can just communicate with the navy to come to Adela to encircle and suppress him. Why arrange a poor assassination?"

"His nephew is only the lieutenant of the Navy headquarters, and it is not enough to eat us." Agatha said lightly.

"This is the problem. There is absolutely no need for Quite to turn against us." Jody made his own judgment, "So who doesn't want us two to join forces?"

Everyone was silent.

"Don't jump to conclusions so early," Lorne took out a cigarette, and Agatha immediately lit it for him. "Bring that drunk up here."

After the incident in Advance City, Lorne has gotten used to the feeling of betrayal. There are many smart people in this world, but there are also many stupid people. It would be foolish to see everyone as intelligent.

If this Quite really couldn't see the form clearly, Lorne wouldn't mind sending him to hell.

At this time, the drunk man was already covered with tiny wounds, which were cut out one by one with a knife.

This is Lorne's method of coercing you based on his previous life, but it is a pity that very few people can resist a thousand cuts.

"God Wayne, Father." The drunk said weakly. "I've said all I have to say. Please let me live."

"Really," Lorne bent down, looking down at the drunk lying on the ground immobile.

"When you said that you were careless, you begged me to let you live."

Lorne raised his legs, and his black handmade leather shoes shook. Putting his hands on his knees, he said playfully.

"So this time, how can I be sure that you are not lying?"

Cold sweat oozes from the drunk's face, whether it's from pain or nervousness.

"No, no. I will never lie to Father Priest!" The drunk said with a smile on his face.

"So, tell me, who is it that ordered you?"

"It's the old blind dog!" shouted the drunk.

Lorne closed his eyes, and through his perception, Lorne felt a sense of tension and... fluke from the drunk?

"No, God told me. You're lying." Lorne said coldly, then grabbed the knife on the table and handed it to the attendant.

"The punishment this time is ten knives. If you still lie to me later, it will be one hundred knives. Stack up one by one. I don't know what benefits your master has given you. How many knives can you resist?"

"Ah!" With a knife cut on his body, the drunk man yelled fiercely. But in an instant, his mouth was blocked tightly by the attendant. Had to make a whining sound.

The few people present didn't have any discomfort with this scene, on the contrary, they watched with interest, and Agatha's eyes even had a strange gleam.

Ten knives passed quickly, and the cloth strip stuffed in the drunk man's mouth was removed, and he could only moan weakly.

"Stop pretending, you won't die." Agatha said coldly. "But it won't be the case next time. I advise you to tell the people behind your scenes as soon as possible."

She was playing with the knife in her hand, wiping the blade with her white and slender fingers, eager to try.

"I said, I said." The drunk man had lost all hope at this time. If he confessed to the boss, there would be no good results, but this Father Lorne seemed to have a strange ability to distinguish the truth of his words. If I conceal something, I am afraid that I will be played to death by these demons.

"It's Old Williams." The drunk finally revealed the black hand behind the scenes. After feeling his emotions, Lorne was sure that he was not lying, so he nodded slightly to the attendants.

"Then return him to old William."

Williams, whose full name is Geoffrey Williams, is a well-known dignitary in Adela, the former Secretary of the Navy, Adela's hero, and the younger brother of the one-eyed Admiral Geoffrey Wopo.

However, due to the sudden disappearance of Jeffrey Wopo ten years ago, the prestige of the Jeffrey family has plummeted. It will no longer be the grand occasion of covering the sky with one hand in Adela.

The few people present were silent. Outsiders like Jody, the fat tiger, were okay. The two people who grew up in Adela, Agatha Khalil, almost grew up listening to the stories of the Jeffrey family.

In their hearts, the three words Jeffrey represent strength and incomparability! Even though Wobo has been missing for nearly ten years now, the shadow of the Jeffrey family still hangs over their hearts.

"What should I do?" Khalil asked blankly. Although he is now a gangster pushed out by the Lorne family, in the eyes of Adela's old forces, he is just an upstart.

"Then, let's fight them!" Agatha gritted her teeth and said fiercely. "The past is the past after all! Now is our time!"

Jody and Fat Tiger looked at Lorne, they had gotten used to it after many years of tacit understanding, and they should wait for Lorne to make a decision at this time.

It doesn't matter whether it's a fight or a fight.

As the backbone, Lorne was silent for a moment, took a puff of smoke, and then said lightly.

"The Jeffrey family is nothing more than yesterday's flowers. I wonder what they will say."