This place was originally a farmhouse, but it was forcibly requisitioned by Randy and other military police officers.
The weak grid sodium lamp placed on the table provided illumination. Under the respect of all the soldiers, the anonymous person arrived in the empty atrium of the house.
It was a man tied to a chair with ropes and covered in blood.
"Sir."
"There is no place for torture on the body."
A soldier reported to Anonymous.
Anonymous was stunned in place, not knowing what to do for a moment. There was a toolbox on the edge beside him, most of which contained tools such as pliers or tweezers.
Most of the man's teeth had been pulled out by pliers, and the open mouth seemed hollow as he groaned. Anonymous put on gloves and looked inside the mouth. Even the innermost molars had been pulled out. Due to the techniques of these soldiers,
It's not professional. A few deep-rooted teeth were just crushed by the pliers, but there is no point of action and it can't be used anymore.
Anonymous stood for a while, and his memory began to become a little unstable. He guessed that Randy must have asked something from this man's mouth.
And the progress was relatively fast, but the nameless person could no longer find a place to start. The white shirt he was wearing was also torn by a whip and was covered with blood stains. Although his nails were not pulled out, a dressing needle was driven into the gap.
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He didn't dare to do anything else, otherwise this man would definitely die, and he was already dying.
As the memory space gradually opened some gaps, the karma fire chain that penetrated Randy's Tianling Gai began to become unstable. Anonymous knew that he had to do something.
"Have you checked this person's name and background information?"
Anonymous asked, planning to start with his relatives and friends. I have to say that faith is really a very scary thing. It is staggering that he still refuses to let go at this level.
I heard from his soldiers that this man's family had all been massacred, so he joined the local resistance army and there was nothing that could threaten him.
This person has close ties with the Resistance Army, and has a leader who is deeply lurking in the city where curfews are implemented and people are prohibited from going out. The leader has secretly obtained the deployment of garrison troops in some places in the country, making the arrest and suppression movement much more difficult.
This leader must be found so that follow-up activities can be carried out easily.
This puts the Anonymous in trouble. There is no place for torture on this person. Under Randy's careful training, these soldiers have become rare executioners. However, this person can't even save his own life and pain.
He didn't care, and he didn't have any worries, so what else was there to do? He planned to give up on this trick and leave Randy's memory space.
Just when Anonymous was about to give up.
The tortured man suddenly began to laugh ferociously, spat a mouthful of bloody spit into "Randy's" face, and then laughed even more exaggeratedly.
A soldier took out a standard Browning pistol and pointed it at the man's head, preparing to kill him. A high-ranking officer like Randy was not something a lower-class person could humiliate.
Anonymous waved his hand, wiped the saliva from his face lightly, and planned to continue playing.
"so."
"I can apply for documents to leave the city for people in the city. You know, this thing is very expensive now, and it's hard to buy it for a thousand dollars."
"If it's someone you really don't care about, I can make a special exception to exempt you."
But.
This seemed completely inconsistent with Randy's approach, and the memory space began to tremble a little, and was gradually approaching collapse.
The man was completely indifferent and just stared at the nameless person coldly.
Anonymous became furious.
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It was already late at night when we returned to the concentration camp in the city. As a senior officer, Randy had a separate residence.
Anonymous did what Randy would have done. Although it was a bit cruel, it was just a shadow in Randy's memory.
After returning home, Anonymous dismissed the two maids at home. This devil was quite good at enjoying himself. He had traveled all over the deep world without even mentioning hiring a servant. This guy did have a maid.
The officer's uniform was hung on the hanger, and Anonymous sat on a chair to rest. The memory space was now stable, and everything was in a normal process.
Just now I considered that all that man did was for the sake of his compatriots, and his personality had risen to the level of a sage, but a sage is not a god after all.
Nor can we solve the trolley problem.
Anonymous took him back to the city and led his soldiers to conduct a large-scale search for people who had not yet been eliminated in the city. It was not that there had been no arrests before, but the concentration camp was already saturated with high-intensity labor and there was no need to arrest more people. This time Lan
Di is just for pure killing to establish his authority, women, children, old and young.
The choice the man faced was simple: continue to be obsessed with winning this impossible war, or at least rescue the people in front of him, and Randy would sign documents for them to leave the city.
mortal.
It is impenetrable to...absolute morality and justice.
Of course he chose the latter.
After revealing the name and address of the leader of the Resistance Army, higher authorities have now intervened, and it is no longer the turn of Lieutenant Randy to take charge.
While Anonymous was preparing to sign the documents to leave the city, the memory space began to become unstable.
Obviously yes.
Randy cheated on him.
If these people are sent out of the city, Randy will be court-martialed and charged with treason. Unfortunately, under a complete military government, this process can often be skipped without any notarization, as long as his superiors find out
For this matter, Randy can be shot directly without taking any responsibility.
After Randy confirmed the name and address information of the leader, he killed all the people he captured. Then, out of despair and extreme hatred, the captured resistance soldier was also shot.
The corpses were all sent to the concentration camp warehouse to be cremated together.
"Um……"
Sitting on the chair at home, Anonymous had an indescribable feeling. As for the man in sunglasses in the deep world, he was indeed a good cook, and he must also be crazy about his own essence.
Will you regret it after learning that he is such a person?
Anonymous pondered, this place is different from the Deep Realm where everyone is mentally ill. The material world, in a sense, is far more cruel than the Deep Realm.
At least there are beautiful hopes like fairy tales here, which makes everything more violent and absurd.
Anonymous rested on the chair for a while. His memory space was slightly unstable, but it was extremely weak. It would get better when Anonymous walked to the bed.
At this time, has Randy gone to bed?
Really...
Incredible.
He was sleeping as if nothing had happened, which showed how twisted and morbid he was. He was a complete killing machine. I don't know what that woman liked about Randy. Maybe she was just a bitch who wanted to get papers to get out of town, so she sold herself.
It's not a big deal if you don't sleep.
Anonymous began to rummage through boxes and cabinets to see if Randy had any diaries or anything like that.
