The Executor of the Heavens: Beginning with the Watch Dogs

chapter 200

Under normal circumstances, Xie Yuan should have fled back to the ground immediately after arriving at this site, and went to report to another place.

Because Pavel will not let him go, he knows that even if Pavel is willing now, he only needs to report Xie Yuan's information to him.

But he needs information.Simply put, curiosity killed the cat.

He had a hunch that as long as he was in their interrogation room, he would be able to get a glimpse of the truth about this foggy war.

But can he stand the torture of the intelligence agencies?
Fortunately, Xie Yuan was not someone who had to be killed—everyone who knew Xie Yuan knew that keeping him alive was more valuable than letting him die.

Otherwise, I have heard that in the criminal law of the KGB prison, there is a very simple, technically unskilled, but extremely cruel execution-type torture-towels.

Why are towels scary?The executor will twist the water-soaked towel into a long strip and stuff it in the prisoner's esophagus or stomach. The towel will then spread out, be digested by the gastric acid, and then adhere to the stomach wall.

Think about it, if at this time, someone took the towel that was left out of your mouth, pulled your head, and pulled it hard-then you can see the wall of your stomach spit out of your throat.

This will cause people to suffer from pain for more than ten minutes, and then die of being corroded by stomach acid.

This is the most unreasonable execution technique that Xie Yuan has encountered, needless to say about the others, although compared with the East and Europe with a long history, there are more skilled Yang Jiang, Mao Xiong's technique is known for its roughness.

But it is practical enough.

But after a while of psychological construction, Xie Yuan still decided to participate in this interrogation - after all, he was not a professional agent, and this was the only thing missing in all his training. If he hadn't even experienced actual combat, how could he be called an "agent"?

But let yourself be abused... Xie Yuan also smiled wryly that he had suddenly become "cheap".

However, Xie Yuan, who let go of his worries, still fully enjoyed the joy of standing in the theater, gave a little relief to all the homeless people he met, dismantled the weapons in his hands into parts and wrapped them up, and put them in a private space such as a toilet. Put it into the storage space.

Apart from the knife on his body, Xie Yuan doesn't have a gun in his hands now, and he sold all the guns to gun shops in exchange for bullets.

Then when Pavel came to pick her up, he enjoyed a still high-quality cancan from the front seat of the theater stage.

Finally, under Pavel's leadership, Xie Yuan was brought to the restaurant, where a table of sumptuous dishes was served.

Mushrooms, pancakes, soup, and fish?Xie Yuan immediately rubbed his hands happily, and sat down on the chair.

Pavel raised his glass while sitting opposite Xie Yuan and said, "Aha, that's great, let's have a few drinks, Artyom!"

"Ymm Ymm, okay, hurry up and touch one!" Just now, he stuffed a piece of biscuit into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls indiscriminately, picked up the wine glass and touched Pavel's cup after swallowing, and drank it down in one gulp.

"Lie!" As soon as Xie Yuan drank it, he felt like he was on fire, the 90-degree Volga!In addition, he was given a broken drug, because he was afraid that he would not die if he was fed.

"Crack! Ah, good wine! Keep it going!" Pavel seemed to be transformed into a redline salesman, "This is a good place, but... um... it's not as good as home, you understand? (Looking at a Xie Yuan, who eats so much with his mouth)

...you know, I'm traveling all over the subway world, and everyone is talking about the fucking Red Army front, what a fucking place, no food, killing innocent people, getting arrested for telling a joke... Wait, let's go in have a drink. "

Pavel directly used a bottle to give Xie Yuan wine, then poured himself another bottle of wine, and raised his glass: "Artyom, cheers!"

Without showing any sign of weakness, Xie Yuan picked up the wine glass and poured it into his own mouth, "ha..." With the experience of drinking the first glass, Xie Yuan didn't drink so hotly.

But my mind is getting more and more "dizzy"... Xie Yuan pretended to be drunk and had always been a second-rate actor.

Pavel definitely drank the same level of Volga, and this exclaim was from the bottom of his heart: "My God, then, um...yes, our life is a bit strict—one party, one leader, one idea .

But we have order and divide everything equally.Food, medicine, fuel, shelter, it is true that there are no rich people - but there are no poor people either. "

Then Pavel immediately filled his and Xie Yuan's glasses, and the two drank again.Of course, wine is separate.

After sitting down again, Pavel immediately returned to the topic: "Wow, my God, where did I say... Ah, yes, yes! Look... the platform opposite! They are eating people , using one's own children as slaves... It's like being in the stone age! A man turns into a beast!

do you know?Order, order!That's what matters, that's...that's our salvation. "

"So believe it or not, I am a Red Line soldier—I was born a Red Line man and died a Red Line ghost! Have a drink for order!"

He stood up again, and after filling up their respective wine glasses, Pavel stood up and raised a glass to invite Xie Yuan, Xie Yuan just grabbed the wine glass and drank it down.

Looking at the wine glass that Pavel put down, and the soldiers in uniform gradually coming out, Xie Yuan also knew that Pavel had fulfilled his duty as a soldier in the end—there was nothing to blame, there is nothing wrong with a soldier sacrificing his personal virtue for the country Woolen cloth?
It's a pity that Pavel, who is willing to pay any price for the utopia in his heart, will soon find out that he is just a puppet who has been drawn into strings.

"I believe that if you have the opportunity to unify the subway, maybe the alliance can reappear on the ground of Moscow." With a pair of drunken eyes, Xie Yuan looked a little sad, "But unfortunately, you have too many enemies... ...Too many, everywhere...are...enemies, you...can't play with them."

Speaking of this, Xie Yuan's words became more and more quiet, and in the end he lay down on the table directly, with a "bang" sound, and then snored loudly.

"Hey, what enemy? Who is the enemy?" After hearing Xie Yuan's words, Pavel realized that Xie Yuan had already seen through his thoughts - no wonder he ate so cleanly!

But what exactly did Xie Yuan say?Why does he have the mentality of smashing the can? This threat is not hostile, but despair under pessimism.

What exactly does Xie Yuan know?Pavel directly pulled Xie Yuan up, trying to slap him repeatedly to wake him up, and even poured wine on his face... It's a pity that Xie Yuan, who was infused with high-volga and fragmented medicine, really couldn't sleep.

Seeing the sleeping Xie Yuan, Pavel could only order: "Privates, take this comrade into the car."

"Yes, Major/Sir." Two soldiers in uniform with live ammunition saluted the bald Pavel, who was not wearing a hat, and then dragged the unconscious Xie Yuan out of the restaurant.

So this Pavel is still a fucking major!Fuck!Xie Yuanban, who was in the out-of-body state, left his body, staring at Pavel who was being saluted.

"Wait, you bastard," Xie Yuan looked at his obviously swollen face with a sullen expression, "Don't fall into my hands, I will give you twice as many slaps!"

In this way, Xie Yuan once again deviated from the original plan and ran to the center of the red line.

(End of this chapter)