Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat Chapter 310

  Chapter 310 Waterboarding

   When Clegg opened his eyes again, he may have adapted to the darkness while being covered by the hood.

   Seeing the light suddenly, he was so shaken that he couldn't open his eyes.

   It took a while to get used to it.

   Slightly squinting his eyes through the strong light, he saw a desk opposite, and two men in suits and leather shoes sat behind the desk.

   Facing him on the right is a middle-aged white man in his late twenties, sitting upright, with a hooked nose most conspicuous.

   Clegg could feel a powerful aura from the opponent.

   This is a type he has never come into contact with in Recife. He doesn't know how to describe it in words, but his intuition tells him that he can't afford to mess with such a person.

  Beside him is a relatively young young man with wheat-colored skin, in his early twenties, and looks a bit bookish.

  There is a notepad spread out on the desktop, obviously planning to record something.

   With just one glance, he was able to confirm that this was someone from a government department, not some gangster.

  Because gangsters don't have such a temperament.

  So before the other party could speak, he begged for mercy first:

   "Sir, I'm just a bodyguard, I really don't know the inside story of the arms deal!"

   "Hehe. No way! Mr. Clegg, you are not a simple bodyguard!

   As far as we know, you are Vaux's nephew!

  His trust in you is more than others!

   I just don't know, if he knew that his nephew was attacking his lover, how would he treat him! "

  The aquiline nose on the opposite side smiled unhurriedly.

   Clegg was shocked when he heard what the other person said. There were absolutely no more than five people in the gang who knew about his relationship with Vaux.

  These people are all old brothers who started with Vox, and it is impossible to betray their boss easily.

  It seems that the energy of these people on the opposite side is much stronger than that of the police.

   "What I said is true, I'm really just a bodyguard!

  I have never been involved in gang business. Really, the arms business is all in charge of Jerry.

  You guys go ask Jerry! "

   Clegg is not a tough person, and a person who can do this kind of thing to his uncle's lover is obviously not a loyal person.

  Before the interrogators used any means, he had already begun to explain the problem.

  The hooked nose on the opposite side was not satisfied with his answer, and said with a sneer:

   "It seems you don't know who we are, nor how we do things.

  I can popularize it for you. We are an intelligence agency affiliated to the Ministry of National Defense. We are mainly responsible for domestic counterintelligence operations, targeting foreign hostile forces and intelligence agencies.

  We are not the police. People caught by us can be executed directly without trial.

   What's more important is our torture method against the enemy, which is somewhat cruel and may make your life worse than death.

   If you want to experience it, we are more than happy to let you experience it. "

   It turned out that Clegg had never heard of this department, but when he heard the other party say that they could execute without trial, he felt his calves tremble a little.

  He can be Vox's bodyguard, not because he is a tough guy, but because he is trustworthy and has a good marksmanship.

   But now here, these two advantages obviously do him no favors.

   So far, the two people sitting across from each other haven't started to ask him any questions, but he is already a little frightened.

  I don't know what to confess, after all, he really doesn't know who the boss of this batch of arms is.

   Just when he was still thinking about what to say.

  The hooked nose on the opposite side didn't want to waste time, they only had one night, and if Clegg, who was Vaux's bodyguard, couldn't appear by Vaux's side tomorrow morning, it might arouse the other party's vigilance.

   Therefore, it is impossible for me and Clegg to slowly ink, nor can I use torture methods that will leave obvious trauma to the other party.

   "It seems that Mr. Clegg really wants to experience it, our means.

  Come here, treat Mr. Clegg well. "

   Craig hasn't realized what's going on! It felt like two people appeared behind him, and they lifted him up unceremoniously. Clegg, who was already handcuffed, couldn't resist at all.

   He could only beg for mercy:

   "Don't! Sir, misunderstood, misunderstood!

   Please spare me! I really don't know who the buyer of this batch of arms is!

   Please. "

  But the people in the room didn't seem to hear anything.

  Two strong men directly tied him to a bench, his hands and feet were tightly bound, and he couldn't break free at all.

   Clegg was very panicked and kept begging for mercy, but no one paid any attention to him.

   In fact, everyone knows that he can't survive the sentence, but this is a blow.

  Don't let him experience despair, and he may not easily cooperate with them.

   Craig on the bench couldn't move at all, as pitiful and helpless as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

  His head was clamped by his arms that were raised above his head, unable to move, and he could only see some shaking lights on the top of the house.

   Soon, he felt that the bench he was lying on had been raised, but it only raised his legs, making him feel as if his head was lowered and his feet were higher.

  He knew that the punishment hadn't officially started yet, but he felt that his bladder was almost full.

  In the entire room, apart from his begging for mercy, there were only two executioners walking in an orderly manner, and soon he heard the dull sound of a bucket being placed on the ground next to him.

  Although he didn't know what he was about to experience, the sound of the bucket touching the ground already made his heart tremble.

  He started to tremble involuntarily.

  Even the begging sound was trembling involuntarily.

  Finally, a figure appeared in his sight. This person stood against the light, and he couldn't see the other person's appearance clearly because of the light.

   But the cold eyes in the dark made him shiver involuntarily.

   This person didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly covered his face with a piece of mulberry paper.

  In an instant, Craig could no longer see anything clearly, which made his body tremble even more.

  He stopped begging for mercy, and tried to blow the mulberry paper off his face.

  But just after the paper was moved, there was water flowing down from above.

   Clegg, who was blowing, was choked directly.

   Then, I can no longer breathe.

  The bound body was struggling constantly, and the bench was swaying from side to side.

   Craig, in a panic, felt that he was about to die.

  As long as the breath enters the trachea, it is all water. If you want to hold your breath, the water will continuously flow into your lungs along your nostrils.

  At this moment, he couldn't think at all, he could only move his body instinctively to break free.

  He was bound tightly, and he couldn't break free at all.

   I don't know how long it took, maybe a dozen seconds, maybe a dozen minutes.

  The water stopped and the paper was taken from his face.

   Craig raised his head desperately, coughing out the water that had choked into his airway.

   Not far away, the voice of the hooked nose came from afar:

   "Mr. Clegg, shall we continue?"

   This voice was like the whisper of a demon, but Clegg seemed to be grasping at straws.

  Because someone finally responded to him, he was no longer blindly begging for mercy.

   Wanted to open his mouth to respond to the other party, but the airway and throat were full of water, so he couldn't make a sound at all, and could only cough violently.

   Fortunately, the other party is very patient at this time.

   Craig finally took a breath, and hurriedly said:

   "No, sir, please.

   Whatever you want to know, I will tell you all.

   Please. If I do this again, I will die. "

  Hooked nose smiled coldly and said:

   "Really? Then please tell us who the buyer of this batch of arms is."

   Hearing this question, Clegg's breathing was stagnant. He really didn't know this question!

  He is not a tough guy, and he didn't really want to try the punishment before answering.

  He really doesn't know.

  However, at this time, it is obviously impossible to answer that I don't know.

  Never dare to make up lies to deceive the other party.

  I can only seriously recall the experiences of these days. He has been with Vaux all the time. Since when did the other party receive this business?

   Slowly, he remembered the day's itinerary.

   hurriedly opened the mouth and said:

   "I remembered.

   About half a month ago, the boss went to a restaurant for an appointment, and started preparing the goods after returning.

   That's right, it was that time.

   Yes. But I really haven't seen who the other party is!

  The boss did not allow us to enter the box. "

  The hooked-nosed man looked at Clegg, who was tied to the stool and raised his head desperately, breathing fresh air while seriously thinking about it.

   There is no expression on his face.

   Just glanced at the notes that the young man beside him was making in his notebook, and after he finished writing, he asked:

   "Specific time, which restaurant?"

   Clegg thought about it carefully, but fortunately, not long after, under this life-threatening pressure, he immediately recalled the scene at that time.

   "June 5th, yes, the night of June 5th.

   Tuya Restaurant on Gert Street. That's right, Tuya Restaurant.

  The third private room on the right hand side on the second floor of the restaurant. "

   While thinking about it, he kept repeating. His tone was not very sure at the beginning, but he became very firm afterward.

  The man with the hooked nose raised his hand, motioning for Clegg to untie him.

  The two people in charge of the execution stepped forward again and untied Clegg from the bench.

   Clegg couldn't see the movement of the hooked nose, but felt the two people in charge of the execution step forward, trembling all over, wanting to continue begging for mercy.

   When he found that the other party started to untie him, he let out a long sigh of relief.

  It seems that today's fate is saved.

  The voice of the hooked nose without any emotion came again.

   "Who made the appointment?"

   "I don't know exactly who it is, it seems that the boss answered a phone call."

   "When did you answer the phone?"

   "Afternoon. Three o'clock in the afternoon, it seems to be around three o'clock in the afternoon."

  Finally, Craig was completely unbound and brought back to the previous seat.

  At this time, even though he was soaked, his body was still trembling involuntarily.

  But I finally found a sense of security.

  Now he doesn't dare to think about anything, he just wants to recall all the circumstances of that day, so as to save himself from being tortured.

   "Did you meet anyone else outside the box?"

  Hooked Nose now believes that Craig really doesn't know who the other party is.

  However, he had to analyze what Clegg saw at the time to see if he could find any clues.

   "Other people? I don't seem to have met any other people, they are all guests who are eating in the restaurant.

what! By the way, I remembered.

  I seemed to see the police chief's car that day, also parked in front of the restaurant.

   That car was still there when we left. "

  The eyes of the hooked nose flashed brightly, and he was overjoyed. Didn't he find a clue?

   "Does Vaux usually contact the chief of police?"

   Clegg said without hesitation:

   "The boss is relying on his father-in-law to get to where he is today, and his father-in-law is the original deputy police chief.

  The current chief of police turned out to be an old subordinate of his father-in-law.

   Therefore, the old assembly often contacts him.

   also often sends money to the police chief. "

  (end of this chapter)

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