Calder's inquiry received no answer from Raymond Stone.
This guy seemed to think that Karl was provocative, so he immediately called his companions to attack Karl.
bang bang bang
Before Raymondston could clearly see Karl's movements, with a few muffled sounds, the few strong men who had been surrounding him flew away directly.
It was precisely because of Karl's behavior that the trace of hostility in Raymondston's eyes disappeared instantly, and turned into fear of Karl's personal force.
With a trembling tone, Raymondston said in disbelief:
"You...you are a transcendent!"
"Don't worry, I have concentration energy."
"No one can die."
Without answering this obvious question, Karl stepped forward directly to Raymondston, bent down and stared at this guy with oppressive eyes and continued:
"Just tell me Green's whereabouts. I have no interest in you personally."
In order to make his statement more accurate, Karl immediately added:
"It's Green who came to London to work from Orpington, don't let me get you wrong."
"..."
"Orpington Green?"
Faced with Karl's questioning, Raymondston was stunned for a moment, and then answered with a sudden realization:
"This guy hasn't been to London for a long time, sir, I don't know either!"
"About a month ago, this guy never came to my place to look for work again. Don't get me wrong!"
"Carl, this guy is lying."
The person who responded to Raymondston was not Karl, but Ceryl who came from the side.
Standing next to Karl, Cyril made the final judgment on what Raymondston had just said in a voice without any emotion:
"None of what this guy just said is true."
For a moment, Karl saw the man's pupils dilate rapidly due to fear, but then quickly returned to normal.
"Sir, please don't listen to this little girl's nonsense!"
"I...ah!"
Before Raymondston's defense was over, Karl stretched out his fingers and pressed the man's head directly, and then the power of dreams poured into his body began to cause this guy a lot of pain.
Under Karl's control, these powers did not directly destroy Raymondston's body, but simply caused great pain to the guy. It can be said to be a safe and side-effect-free method of interrogation.
After all, anyone with a sound mind should know who to trust between Ceryl's judgment and this guy's own justification.
Tortured by the power of dreams, Raymondston's performance was very unbearable. He began to beg for mercy loudly before he could even hold a few breaths:
"My lord, I was wrong, my lord!"
"Please don't do this again!"
"I'll say anything!"
Looking at Raymondston who kept screaming, Karl did not give up directly this time.
After thinking silently for five seconds, he removed the dream power from this guy's body.
The pain in his body suddenly faded away, and Raymondston was like a drowning man regaining his breath in an instant. His body immediately curled up, breathing in the air by the river.
It wasn't until his body recovered a little that he looked at Karl with lingering fear:
"This guy Green came to me a few days ago and said that he had become a transcendent and wanted to have sex with Mr. Marcus."
"I recommended this guy right then!"
"Marcus?"
Upon hearing this unfamiliar name, Karl immediately muttered it in a low voice.
In his impression, there was no such guy.
So looking at Raymondston who was still panting and sweating profusely, Karl continued to ask:
"Who is this Marcus and where is he now?"
"Marcus is the leader of the Black Crow Gang in this area. He usually likes to drink in a pub called Golden Cat."
"I can take you to see him now!"
Almost when Raymondston finished these words, Cyril also said next to Karl:
"Karl, what this family said is fine."
"That's not a lie."
"Um."
Nodding in understanding, Karl looked at Raymondston who was still lying on the ground again.
"Take me there now, I'm in a hurry."
"Yes...yes."
After listening to Karl's order, Raymondston did not dare to resist at all. He immediately struggled to get up from the ground, walked in front and began to lead the way.
Under the leadership of Raymond Stone, Karl and the others were on the road to London not long after they left the river bank.
At this time, it was the time for ordinary citizens to go home from get off work, which resulted in so many people on the street that Raymondston even considered taking advantage of the opportunity to escape.
However, recalling the speed that Carl showed when he dealt with his followers before, this guy finally gave up on this plan and honestly took Carl and Cyril to the Golden Cat Tavern.
Standing in front of the tavern, Raymondston asked with a hint of flattery in his tone:
"Sir, this is it."
"Do you think I can..."
"Keep leading the way."
Before Raymondston could finish his request, Karl coldly rejected his request.
If this guy had confessed honestly before, then he wouldn't mind letting him go.
But since he chose to deceive himself, this guy had to go to the bottom with him this time.
As for what the so-called Marcus would think when he saw Raymondston bringing him here, Karl did not intend to be responsible for this.
Following Raymondston into the tavern, Karl was also looking at the surrounding environment.
The area of Jinmaoer Tavern is not large, it is probably a medium-sized tavern. The people who come here to spend money are basically workers from the bottom of the society. It is not a very high-end place.
Soon, Raymondston stopped in front of a table.
Pointing to a man playing cards in the crowd over there, Raymondston introduced Karl with some hesitation:
"The gentleman over there is Marcus. Sir, I can leave now, right?"
When he said this, there was even a hint of crying in Raymondston's tone. From this, it can be seen that he is truly afraid of this Marcus. This should also be the first time that Karl interrogates him.
The real reason why this guy lied.
"You stand here and don't move."
Casting a cold look at Raymondston, Karl immediately walked towards Marcus.
Speaking of which, the last time I dealt with the Black Crow Gang was a few years ago. Before I became a transcendent, it happened to be the same incident when I got the magic book that Cyril had lodged.
Judging from the behavior of the Black Crow Gang thug named Mai Lin, the people in this organization are probably not good birds either.
There was probably some calculation in his mind, so Karl immediately spoke in front of the wine table: