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Chapter 1495 Interrogation of Binga
When some familiar voices came from the other side of the empty room, Binga's eyebrows first frowned slightly, and then his pupils were startled.

The graceful woman standing in front of him was none other than his old enemy on the road to success and Rum's confidant - Curacao.

"Curaçao!"

"Why are you here..."

Before Curacao could explain, Binga's words fell naturally.

He was not a fool, and naturally knew what it meant for an organization's cadres to operate without any constraints in the enemy's base camp.

"Curaçao! You're a traitor to the organization!"

"Rum won't let you off!"

"Wait for death! Haha!"

Knowing that his former rival was now standing against him and that his position was still disadvantageous, Binga showed no fear and his arrogant laughter echoed in the confinement room.

In response, Curacao did not get angry, but walked indifferently to Binga and looked down at the latter as if he was looking at a poor person.

At this time, Binga also noticed that in the dim halo, one of Curacao's eyes was covered with a black eye patch, and it was her special right eye.

It was the extraordinary memory of this eye that prevented him from making any further progress in the organization for so many years.

At least that's what Binga himself thought.

"Your eyes..." Binga asked with a hint of doubt.

"It's gone. It was taken away by Rum."

Curacao's answer was emotionless, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

But when this answer reached Binga's ears, it aroused his gloating ridicule.

"You deserve it! Bitch!"

"I knew you would end up like this! Otherwise, why would Rum choose you as his confidant?"

“Abandoned! Hahahaha——!”

Binga laughed recklessly, as if he didn't care about his situation at all.

Curacao, who was ridiculed, remained calm and asked, "What about you?"

"Since you are not a discarded pawn, why did you still lurk in this base when Gin launched the torpedo?"

"I was in the control room of the submarine when Gin launched the torpedo, but he had no intention of informing you..."

Stumped by Curacao's question, Binga's expression instantly froze at a very exciting moment.

It's not like he hadn't thought about this before. At that time, he was thinking of settling the score with Gin after escaping back to the submarine.

As a result, Akai Tsutomu showed up on the way, turning the escape plan into a fantasy and he was imprisoned here.

Now that Curacao was mentioned again, it also aroused Binga's thinking.

Yeah, why did Gin order a submarine attack when he was still in the Pacific buoy?
Is it Gin's autocracy?
But in the final analysis, he is Rum's man. No matter how high Gin's status is, he has no power to directly decide his life or death without going through Rum.

Or was this Rum's instruction?

Thinking of this, a few drops of cold sweat appeared on Binga's forehead and temples, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly.

Curacao decisively offered to finish him off, "Yes, Rum also considered you a discarded pawn."

"Even a minor character who can be completely abandoned without hesitation..."

"impossible!"

Before Curacao could finish his words, Binga let out a roar like the roar of a wild beast.

"Nothing is impossible. This is the real you in Rum's eyes..."

Curacao looked down at Binga, who was handcuffed to the chair, with a cold face without any extra emotion. As a spy carefully trained by the organization, he even mastered a certain degree of disguise and voice changing skills, so Binga's ability to read people's expressions naturally reached its peak.

Even he couldn't catch any trace of lying on Curacao's face.

Curacao is like a heartless robot, stating an indisputable fact.

"This is what Rum really thinks of you, a pawn that can be discarded at any time..."

"Although I know that you have always regarded me as a competitor, as well as Gin and all the cadres of the organization who are higher than you in status, have you ever thought about whether your value has been truly recognized?"

"After all, you are just a pitiful little character..."

A hint of just the right amount of sadness and compassion suddenly flashed in Curacao's eyes.

"do not talk!"

Binga suddenly roared, violently interrupting Curacao again.

Now his head was swelling, as if some long-stubborn idea was expanding in his mind and was about to explode.

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Binga is an ambitious organizational cadre with an immense thirst for power.

In Binga's eyes, only by rising in the organization can his desires be satisfied, and it is also the basis of all his actions.

Although this path to success is not bright and upright, it is worth it even if it means stepping on the corpses of my companions.

But this is at least a determination to move forward in Binga's heart.

But now, Curacao has broken this lie, proving that this path to success was a lie from beginning to end.

No matter how hard he tried to prove his value to the organization, no matter how many despicable means he used, he could not change the fact that he was a "disposable prop."

Even Gin, whom he disliked the most, was ultimately controlling his own destiny.

"Why!"

"Rum! Boss!"

"Why do you do this!"

Binga howled to the sky, his grief, anger and other emotions erupting like a volcano.

At this point, he no longer expected the organization to send someone to rescue him.

After all, who would pick up a used disposable cup from the trash can?

……

As the invisible "pie" of organizational status was shattered, Binga began to confess.

Compared to Vermouth, Binga's obsession is more obvious and much easier to break through.

In other words, the stronger a person's obsession with money and power is, the greater its weakness is.

Of course, this does not mean that Binga can turn from evil to good and be cleansed from now on.

The reason why he chose to confess everything was simply because he didn't want to make things easy for Rum, who regarded him as an abandoned person, and Gin, who was above him in status and even controlled his fate.

Qin Zhibo can still make a clear distinction on this point.

Since both of them were once Rum's subordinates, most of the information Binga confessed was also known by Curacao.

The only difference between the intelligence they possess is the different tasks they perform.

Binga was assigned to infiltrate the police organization under the identity of "Grace" and became one of the engineers of the Pacific Buoy.

Prior to this, Binga had contacted Naomi Argent, the developer of the "cross-age recognition system", in another capacity and wanted to purchase the system, but was rejected by Naomi.

A few days ago, Binga received an order from Rum to delete the surveillance footage of some people from the system of the Japanese monitoring center.