In the car, Owen was sitting in the back row, surrounded by people from the other side on both sides.
"You'll know when we get there."
If there was a hint of politeness just now, the other party has completely ignored his attitude now.
The guy on Owen's left smiled and pulled out a gun and pointed it at Owen. The guy on the right took the opportunity to search Owen's body and took away the pistol and claw knife.
"nice one……"
The guy on the right is obviously a smart guy. He can see at a glance that Owen's claw knife is not a popular product, so he inserts it into his waist with peace of mind. When Owen looks at him, he smiles back.
"who are you?"
Owen wanted to take the opportunity to get information from the other party, but no one paid any attention to him.
Curly Hair in the front passenger seat was on the phone, "Well, yes, we caught him, he is the only one, okay, we will ask..."
After hanging up the phone, Curly glanced at Owen jokingly, and then dialed another number. This time his tone was much more casual, "Nina, we caught him, hahaha...
Don't worry, he will be a dead man soon, and it doesn't matter whether he knows your name or not.
Yes, he wore a bulletproof vest, so he survived. We saw that he was shot four times. It must be that Val and Jack Bauer made a mistake. Oh, do you want to say a few words to him...
"
After Curly said that, he watched the show and moved the phone to Owen. Owen cooperated and scolded, "Nina, you traitor..."
There was silence on the phone for a long time, and then Nina's voice came out, "Owen, I'm sorry, but I have to do this..."
"Hypocritical~~~"
Curly took the phone back with satisfaction. He seemed to enjoy the process.
The car continued to speed forward, and Owen sat in his seat, not daring to move. A gun was pointed at his armpit, which was not protected by a body armor.
The car sped along, and the surrounding area became more and more remote. It soon came to the seaside, and finally stopped in front of a dock.
They took Owen out of the car. They had handcuffed Owen early in the car, so they were not afraid of him escaping.
Owen looked around, a little disappointed. It was obvious that there were only a few of them around, not even a guard. That was definitely not the place where they were guarding Jack's wife and daughter.
The reason why he risked letting them catch him was that he hoped they would take him to the place where the hostages were guarded. That would be equivalent to the robbers helping him find the hostages, but that was obviously not the case here.
Two strong men pushed him into the dock. This should be a place for repairing ships. There were various tools placed around the slipway. It didn't look like it was abandoned, but it was probably not the start of construction season yet.
Don't let them borrow it to do dirty work.
Owen was pushed into the slipway by them. Directly in front was the entrance for ships to enter the dock. The open entrance made it easy to see the greenery and water in the distance.
Four people gathered around Owen, with a table and a chair in the middle.
Owen was pinned on the chair by them, Curly Hair walked over with a smile as if he was sure of victory.
"You definitely don't want to suffer. Tell us where Swagger is and I'll give you a good time. Also, who did you tell about the Archbishop?"
"I don't know, uh..."
As soon as Irving showed no cooperation, the strong man next to him punched him in the face.
Cough, it really hurts!
Owen waited for a long time before the energy subsided. He tried to move his face that was stiff from being beaten, and there was a trace of blood in his spit.
"Have you figured it out now, where is Swag?" Curly said jokingly.
"I also have a question to ask you. If you tell me, I will tell you Swag's whereabouts, uh..."
Owen received another punch in the stomach.
"I'm curious, what do you want to ask me?"
Although he was merciless, Curly Hair was aroused by Owen's words.
"Jack Bauer's wife and daughter, where are they?"
Seeing Owen's eyes, Curly Hair burst out laughing, and several others also laughed.
"Haha, so that's what you wanted to ask. Why, are you having an affair with his daughter?"
"Hahaha~~~"
The others laughed even louder. The bearded man next to Owen was shaking with laughter. Owen remembered clearly that this guy roasted him with handcuffs and the key was in his pocket.
"Find out who is in control of the situation now. You don't have the power to bargain with me. Tell me where Swag is?"
Curly's expression suddenly changed and he shouted sharply.
Owen remained silent, Curly nodded, and the bearded man's fists came down like raindrops.
Owen was beaten so hard that he rolled off the chair, but was quickly caught by the other two and pinned down on the chair again.
"Do you remember now?"
Owen spat out blood, but a smile appeared on his face, "Listen to me, it's still too late for you to stop now..."
"Hahaha~~~"
Owen's harsh words caused several people to laugh again. Curly Hair turned around Owen crazily, "You know, that's what I like about you. It's completely different from those stinky women. If the colonel hadn't told me to get rid of you,
I really want to let you go..."
Owen knew that this guy was just talking nonsense, but he noticed that several people had the same tattoo on their arms, which looked like some military mark.
Irving also became more energetic when he heard them mentioning the stinky woman, "Where did you keep them? Tell me and I will tell you Swag's whereabouts?"
"It seems that you care about them very much, so let me tell you, they are dead..."
Owen knew they were talking nonsense. How could they control Jack Bauer if the hostage was dead? Judging from the previous situation, their purpose was not to kill Jack Bauer at all, but to coerce him into doing something.
However, after trying for a long time, he found nothing, and Owen also lost his patience.
"I'm saving your lives, you know? Tell me their whereabouts, and you won't have to die..."
"Hahaha~~ Tell me their whereabouts, and you won't have to die, hahaha~~~"
Several people almost died laughing. They looked at Owen as if he were a fool, and one of them even imitated Owen's words in an angry manner.
"Okay, the colonel can't wait any longer. Quickly ask for the information the colonel wants and send him on his way..."
The bearded man was probably impatient, so he took out a hand saw from the side. After pressing the switch, the blade rotated and the hand saw made a "Woo" sound.
The strong man touched the corner of the chair with his hand saw. There was a flash of sparks, and the sharp hand saw actually cut off a corner of the iron chair.
The strong man held a hand saw close to Owen's face. Owen leaned back in fear while others watched the show.
"Wait a minute, stop..."
The hand saw got closer and closer to Owen, and Owen called for an emergency stop. Finally, the hand saw stopped ten centimeters away from his face.
Several people showed triumphant smiles and shouted so wildly that they still gave in in front of the hand saw.
"Where is Swag?" Curly asked again.
"Okay, let me tell you, aren't you looking for Swag? He is right there~~~"
Owen pointed to the open entrance in front of the dock with his handcuffed hands. Several people turned their heads and saw that there was no one outside except the water.
Curly Hair was furious and dared to lie to me at this time. He had already thought about how to cut off Owen's ten fingers one by one.
The bearded man also reacted and angrily raised his hand saw and was about to cut it off when his head suddenly tilted and he fell motionless on the ground.
The bearded man was the closest to Owen. Owen felt a warm liquid splash on his face. When he lowered his head, he realized that it was blood.
"Jim? Jim what's wrong with you?"
The remaining people were shocked and just wanted to rush over, but before they had taken two steps, another strong man suddenly collapsed, and a bloody hole appeared in his vest.
Now everyone knew what was going on. When the second strong man fell down, he was right next to them, and everyone heard a "pop" sound.
"Stand still," Owen stopped the other two.
"You are being targeted by Swag's sniper rifle. Whoever wants to die should try it and see if the sniper who can successfully shoot a headshot from 2,200 yards away can kill you with one shot..."
This time it was Irving who felt confident.
The remaining two people not far away seemed to have been cast a restraining spell, keeping their hands raised and not daring to move.