global sniper

Chapter 181 Desert Adder
This guy's consciousness is blurred but he still doesn't confess. Needless to say, he won't be able to destroy the defense line set up by his self-hypnosis in a short time.

Han Lang grabbed his sock and stuffed it into his mouth, not intending to waste any more time.

This situation is actually a waste of time. Maybe a long interrogation, interrogation techniques and torture will get a confession, but there is no time at hand.

The aunt dragged the other person without Han Lang's words, woke him up directly, pinched his face, let him approach the person's hand and said in common language: "You don't have to suffer if you answer the question. In fact, you know very well that the confession will come sooner or later." Things, tell me, who are you?"

"I have no idea……"

The man's terrified voice trembled, and the severed fingers in front of him made him hurt even looking at them.

"Who do you work for?"

Aunt continued to ask.

"I don't know... their identities... I only know that they... came from Gaul..."

That guy wasn't self-hypnotized, his voice trembled, but his answers were organized.

There is a door!

Han Lang judged while wiping the knife.

The aunt also felt moved, and asked, "When did they come?"

"Just... today... this afternoon..."

The flesh on that guy's body was trembling, obviously unable to stand the blood in front of him.

"Your identity."

The aunt realized that this person might not know the specific inside story, so she asked in a different direction.

"I'm here... I'm... helping people cross the border..."

The man stammered.

"Are you from Alfonso?"

The aunt's voice was calm, and she continued to ask.

"Yes... yes..." The man became even more terrified, apparently he didn't know who he had offended.

"Where did they come from? Who is responsible over there?"

"Yes Yes……"

That guy didn't dare to hide anything, he spoke with great effort.

It turned out that they were notified at noon that they would pick up a group of people to cross the border and arranged to take them to the seaside after going around here.

In the afternoon, these people arrived, but this person didn't know how many people came in total. He knew that there were eleven people, all of whom were here tonight.

Just ten minutes before the accident, the other party suddenly asked to change the residence and gave [-] euros.

He was in charge of renting a car, those people drove straight to the hotel by themselves, and those people didn’t get off the car in a hurry, they just stood at the entrance of the hotel, and a shootout broke out in just one or two minutes, and he didn’t even have time to get out of the car in the car , He also has a gun, and he knew he was involved in something he shouldn't have been involved in, but he couldn't pull away until he crashed into a car, which was actually only a minute or two before and after.

From Gallo Chicken?
Han Lang looked at the terrified guy and judged.

This person's confession can't explain anything. Whether Alfonso has something to do with this matter, or even a branch of the force he is looking for, is still uncertain.

Judging from his confession alone, it only shows that these people were smuggled by them, and it is not a matter of paying money.

As the thought flashed, he took out the satellite phone that had not been turned on and gestured.

The aunt didn't even hesitate, she slashed the man in her hand unconscious with a slap, then grabbed the one under her feet, and did the same thing, but she didn't hear the muffled groan, it seemed that the guy had lost consciousness and couldn't feel the pain.

Han Lang decided to ask for proof and see how Alfonso reacted. If there was anything suspicious, he didn't mind killing this smuggling organization with a gang background.

But before he made the call, the phone rang suddenly.

The moment Han Lang saw the phone number, his eyes were fixed, and he quickly connected.

"Mr. Xiao, is that you? I'm Francescas." The broker's voice came from the other end of the phone, looking very anxious.

"it's me."

Han Lang replied lightly, without asking anything.

"Mr. Xiao, there is nothing wrong with the channel. I personally checked Alfonso's place, including the information obtained by the police, that the attackers were killers. They had no information on them except weapons, but their clothes contained poison. poison."

Franciscas quickly said: "This kind of poison appeared a long time ago. About thirty years ago, after being poisoned, it would slowly stop breathing, and the autopsy also caused respiratory failure, but there was no trace of the poison in the blood. Only It can be detected before it is absorbed."

Before Francis could finish speaking, the aunt picked up the guy who was being interrogated first, sniffed, and found that it was as thin as a gossamer. She was shocked and looked at the palm of her hand.

Han Lang was also surprised, but calmly asked, "Can this poison be absorbed by the skin?"

"No, but it will enter the blood through the wound, and the effect will be the same."

Franciscas on the other end said affirmatively: "At that time, this organization was very powerful. It was rampant for a while, and it could not be locked down. It had criminal records in several countries. Its purpose was to amass a lot of money. It took away no less than 200 billion meters of gold in just a few months. A huge sum of money, after being arrested more than a dozen people in a row, these people all committed suicide and disappeared.”

"How to deal with this poison."

Han Lang was still calm and asked calmly.

"I did research at that time. The composition analysis of this poison is a mixture of herbal extracts. There are many kinds, but it is very simple to clean up. It melts in water, as long as it is diluted, it doesn't matter..."

"Turn in!"

Before he could finish speaking, Han Lang hung up the phone and let out a low growl.

Hearing the sound, Young Master Gui slammed on the brakes and followed the direction, Bread got off the road and drove directly into a small road.

The aunt was also secretly frightened, but she kept her composure and was not impatient.

The clothes on this person were poisonous, no one expected this, but they also came into contact with it, so it was hard to say whether they would be poisoned.

As for the veracity of what Francis said, there is no doubt about it, and it is easy to verify.

It is impossible to survive the interrogation of the person first, but if the person is still alive after the interrogation, you can tell with a try.

It's just that they need to deal with the toxins that may be stuck as soon as possible, otherwise they will be in trouble.

This is a mountainous area, and there are mostly rivers along the road, and at least there are ditches.

Sure enough, I saw the creek within a few tens of meters.

The headlights went out, and the four of them soaked directly in the water. Although it was very cold, the four of them didn't care, and soaked quietly.

Han Lang didn't ask for how long it was soaked, and he didn't know where the clothes were poisonous, whether they were all stuck on, and how much it got on. It's impossible to be sure, but too much soaking is always good.

The stream is rushing.The four of them were lying on their backs in the water with only their noses exposed. Even the nearby backpacks were the same, and the things poured out and were pressed into the water.

After more than ten minutes, Han Lang slowly sat up when a car light appeared on the road, and ordered to change his clothes.

He came to the car first, confirmed that the person interrogated earlier was silent, and stuffed the clothes into the living mouth with a wooden stick.

In less than 5 minutes, the man's breath began to weaken, and after Han Lang changed his clothes, he stopped breathing and died without a sound.

Han Lang carefully wiped the satellite phone with a damp cloth, turned it on again while the aunt was wiping the guns he had touched, dialed Franciscas, and asked, "How much does this organization charge for information?"

"Mr. Xiao, this organization is called Desert Viper, and this news is free."

Franciscas said: "I just want to prove that my channel is okay, and the information only has such a name."

Desert Viper?

He has carefully studied the two snakes on the silver ring. The shape of their heads is very similar to that of a desert adder, not a horned viper.

Is this organization called the Desert Adder?

Han Lang's eyes dimmed.

　It's a bit late, it will be fine tomorrow, it's okay, at least [-], try to restore [-] updates
　　
　
(End of this chapter)