I work as a mercenary in northern Myanmar

After chatting with Xiaoyu, all the confusion in Chen Chen's heart was answered.

At this time, it can be said that his Taoist mind is clear and he has no worries.

Because he knows that most of the "underwater" things have already been solved by someone.

Although his Dongfeng Corps did pay a heavy price, there is no doubt that after this incident, the rewards he will receive will also be huge.

——

But to be honest, from this perspective, the Dongfeng Corps in Indonesia is not actually like a "mercenary group", but more like a "combat investigation group."

Use battle after battle to contact different forces, find hidden clues, uncover mysteries one after another, and finally help certain people to reach the other side of the truth.

But now, everything has reached the edge of settling.

The Dongfeng Corps had to change its position from "investigator" to "executioner", and then went to do some dirty work for its regular customers.

After walking out of the office, Chen Chen directly found Wang Qi, and then under his leadership, he found Bashir who was being held in a kennel.

——

Of course, in fact, Wang Qi really didn't mean to insult Bashir at all. The only reason why he chose this position was safety.

Well, having a dog watching is much safer than just having a human watch.

After seeing Bashir, Chen Chen gave a gesture to the Li Gang who was guarding him. The latter did not misjudge, but untied Bashir and brought him to Chen Chen.

"Let's talk in my office."

Chen Chen spoke briefly, and then everyone returned to the office again. After driving everyone out, Chen Chen finally spoke and said to Bashir:

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to be such an important person."

"However, the significant impact of the Bali incident is still rooted in this land to this day. We really shouldn't underestimate you."

"You disguised yourself so well that you even made us think you were really a JD leader."

"But it now appears that things are more complicated than most people thought."

"No wonder you can live for so many years without dying. Cough."

Chen Chen coughed and did not continue.

He just subconsciously substituted the memory of his previous life and almost didn't let it slip.

Of course, this is not because he is not cautious enough, but because he knows that the person in front of him is going to die soon, so he is really relaxed.

After hearing his words, Bashir on the opposite side also let out a long sigh.

"So you already know the whole story?"

"That's right."

Chen Chen nodded slightly.

"Then your identity is not as simple as I thought. Maybe everyone is the same."

"Our beliefs are different, and the purposes we choose are different, but in a sense, our purposes are the same."

"Don't forget to put your money on your side. You are a murderer and don't deserve to touch me."

A mocking smile appeared on Chen Chen's face. Bashir was stunned for a moment and asked:

"You thought you weren't?"

"Of course I'm not. I specialize in killing murderers."

".Does that mean I no longer have the need to live?"

"That's right, they've done the deal and you're useless."

Hearing this, Bashir's eyes flashed with despair.

"It's a shame I thought I was okay. Never mind."

"Then you don't actually need to waste too much time with me. You could have sent me away just now in your kennel."

"After all, you don't need to get any more information from me. I have no grudges against you, no revenge at all."

"I hope you can give me a dignified death. Isn't this request too much?"

Bashir's words were very calm. If Chen Chen was really just a mercenary who grew up in Pubei, he might have been convinced by him.

But the problem is he isn't.

And precisely because he was not, he found Bashir's words even more ridiculous.

What does it mean to have no hatred or resentment?

If Bashir is really a jd religious fanatic, if he really wants to build a "heaven on earth" in Indonesia like those people, then he really has nothing to do with Chen Chen.

But he is not.

Judging from the current situation, Bashir is a key figure in Suharto's camp, planning more than one "major event", and before this time, he was successful every time.

The Suharto camp itself was involved in "blood feud".

In this case, it is a bit ridiculous to use "no hatred or resentment" to describe the relationship between the two parties.

Thinking of this, Chen Chen shook his head and said:

"The reason why I don't deal with you immediately has nothing to do with anyone else."

"It's just me, I need to confirm some things."

"Of course, it's about you."

Bashir on the opposite side nodded slightly, and then replied:

"You can ask, I have been abandoned by everyone, and there is nothing to hide."

He probably thought that what Chen Chen wanted to ask was still related to this incident and the so-called "Holy Sword of Allah", so he behaved extremely calmly, even with a carefree and carefree attitude.

But what Chen Chen said next made him freeze on the spot.

"When did you join Suharto's camp?"

Bashir frowned subconsciously, seeming to be lost in memories.

After a long time, he finally answered:

"1970."

"At that time, I was still very young."

"Yeah, you were too young at that time."

Chen Chen followed his words, his tone a little cold.

Bashir seemed to suddenly realize something, and his eyes instantly became frightened.

He stood up from his chair suddenly and wanted to argue, but Chen Chen didn't give him the chance.

He knew that threatening with a gun was meaningless, so he took a step forward and kicked Bashir directly to the ground.

The severe pain and suffocation left the elderly "old man" speechless. His chest kept rising and falling, and his hands were scratching in the air, as if he wanted to hold on to some illusory hope.

Chen Chen watched his movements indifferently, and when his pain gradually eased, he added a just-in-time kick to his waist.

Then, Chen Chen opened his mouth and said:

"I'm still not good at doing this kind of thing."

"To be honest, I don't need to use 'torture and murder' to punish your crimes."

"Because no matter how cruel the method is, there is no way to undo the things you did."

"You deserve to be judged, but the truth is, no one wants to judge you."

"Moreover, you are not a pure believer to begin with, and you will not really feel pain because of certain teachings."

"This is unfair."

"So, I have an idea."

"Shi Dakai!"

Chen Chen shouted loudly, and Shi Dakai, who was waiting outside, immediately opened the door and walked in. He glanced at Bashir on the ground and asked:

"How to deal with it?"

Chen Chen was silent for two seconds and then said:

"Go find a box, put it in a box, weld it shut, and throw it into the sea."

"Throw it alive."