To be honest, Lin Zhiming disagreed with Xu Yang's statement that the God of Death was more valuable than the Holy King. After all, his title of Holy King came from tens of billions of people in the world.
At that time, those who participated in the Holy War were all super strong men from various countries, and they also represented the peak of the world's military force at that time. However, you said that the underground boxing ring in a small town two hundred kilometers near Walden City in Stars and Stripes was set
The God of Death has a higher gold content than me. Isn't this nonsense?
Of course, although Lin Zhiming did not agree with what Xu Yang said, he would not underestimate the Death Arena. After all, according to the rules of the Death Arena, everyone who enters the Death Arena must be indifferent to life and death, and have a negative attitude towards life and death.
People who are very confident in their own strength would never have the courage to stand in the ring of death.
"Perhaps you won't agree with what I'm saying, after all, you are the current Holy King, but based on our follow-up investigation of the Death Arena over the years, we found that the Death Arena is indeed a very scary place, and everyone above
A boxer is also the topmost being among martial artists, regardless of his own strength or psychological quality." Xu Yang said.
"Who is the patriarch of the Bellamy family?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Their patriarch is Ceci Bellamy. This guy is over eighty years old this year, but it is said that he still has very strong fighting power." Xu Yang said.
"Okay, I got it. I'm going to visit Winston now. Just prepare the information on the relevant core personnel of the Bellamy family and send it to my mobile phone!" Lin Zhiming said.
"Are you going now?" Xu Yang asked in surprise.
"Well, I have to confirm whether this person named Bao Lei is the Black Dragon King." Lin Zhiming said while looking at the photo in his hand.
Based on his understanding of the Black Dragon King, the body shape of the person in this photo is indeed very similar to the Black Dragon King, so he must go to the scene in person to confirm the identity of the other person. If the other person is really the Black Dragon King, then maybe the truth about the Colorado attack
will surface.
Moreover, if the other party is really the Black Dragon King, then Lin Zhiming must figure out another problem.
That's why the Black Dragon King ran to the town of Winster and became a thunderstorm.
After explaining some things to Xu Yang, Lin Zhiming immediately left the intelligence point and headed towards Winster Town.
It was already late at night.
Inside fii headquarters.
Willis was hung in the air, his body covered with bruises.
Blood dripped from his wound.
Willis gasped slightly, his face already twisted together due to the pain in his body.
He looked at the fii interrogator standing in front of him, opened his mouth and said, "I, I really don't know anything."
"You'd better say it, Willis, otherwise we will continue to increase the intensity of the torture. For the sake of our colleagues, we don't want to see you suffer too much!" said an interrogator.
"I, I don't know anything, you, what do you want me to say?" Willis said with a grimace.
He really didn't know anything. If he really knew something, he would have said it long ago.
At this time, he was extremely regretful, regretful about why he had to stop Emma today, regretful about why he ran to inform the director. If he had not done these things, then he should be lying on the body of a young girl now...
It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world. Warner decided that there was something wrong with Willis, but Willis refused to speak, so Warner could only have Willis tortured to extract a confession.
At this time, Emma probably did not expect that Willis, who blocked her road and humiliated her today, would be arrested and interrogated as a mole.
At this moment, the door of the interrogation room was opened.
Warner walked in from the door.
"Did you say that?" Warner asked.
"Not yet." The interrogator shook his head.
Warner frowned and looked at Willis.
In his opinion, Willis does not seem to be the kind of person who is particularly harsh. This person is better at flattering people and is a relatively cunning figure. According to his idea, Willis should soon succumb to torture.
, how could it last so long.
"Boss, I, I really, really am not a mole." Willis said excitedly when he saw Warner coming.
"Then how do you explain what happened today?" Warner asked.
"This, this is all an accident," Willis said.
"After working in the intelligence department for so many years, you should know that any chance actually has inevitable factors hidden in it." Warner said expressionlessly.
"But...but what happened today was indeed a coincidence. I, I just happened to pass by and saw Emma..." Willis said.
"Are you sure you just happened to pass by and didn't pass there on purpose?" Warner asked.
"I really just happened to pass by..." Willis nodded.
However, just after nodding, Willis' face suddenly froze, and then he seemed to have recalled something, and suddenly said excitedly, "I, I thought of something, boss."
"What's going on?" Warner asked.
"Actually, today I, I really, really just happened to pass by that place," Willis said.
"Oh? Then why did you pass by there?" Warner asked.
"It's Bowen!" Willis said excitedly.
"Boun?" Warner asked with a frown, "What does this have to do with Bowen?"
"Today, today I, I am as usual, wandering around in our department. Yes, it was Bowen who suggested that we go to the Publicity Department. He, he said there is a new beauty there.
Then, on the way to the publicity department, I, I saw Emma," Willis said.
"Are you sure it was Bowen who suggested it? It was your junior agent Bowen?" Warner asked.
"Yes, it's him. I never thought of it because it was too trivial. But you, you just said that. After you said it, I, I remembered it! If, if it wasn't Bowen
Otherwise, I, I would never have met Emma today!" Willis said.
"Go find Bowen." Warner said to the men beside him.
"Yes!" The subordinate nodded, then turned and left.
"Boss, I, I really don't know anything. I am loyal to our fii..." Willis said with a cry.
"I will naturally find out whether you are innocent or not." Warner said expressionlessly.
At this moment, a subordinate walked into the interrogation room.
"Director, Emma has not come to the bureau. When we tried to contact her, we found that she had lost contact. We traced her mobile phone sim card and finally found the mobile phone sim card in the trash can at her home, but she
I don’t know where I’ve gone!” his subordinate said.
"That's smart. Since we haven't found it, we don't need to worry about that person named Bruce. Have you found his information?" Warner asked.
"I found it. Bruce has a complete set of information in our bureau. These information are just shells." said the subordinate.
"Shell?" Warner frowned and looked at his men.
"When Director Nick was in office, he made up many false identities in the bureau. These false identities were very complete. We called them shells. Once you meet someone who needs these identities, you can put them on immediately. Bruce only
It's just one of many shells, but no one has taken care of those shells after Director Nick's death. I didn't expect that someone would use the shell again this time." said the subordinate.
"Who enabled it?" Warner asked.
"It's a hidden line hidden by Director Nick. This person is hidden very deep. Only Director Nick knows his identity. Now that Director Nick is dead, it may take some time to dig out this hidden line," the subordinate said.
.
"Go dig, I won't allow anyone in the bureau to collude with people from abroad." Warner said expressionlessly.
"Yes!" The subordinate nodded, then turned and left.
As soon as this subordinate left, the subordinate who was sent to look for Bowen came back.
"Director, we have contacted Bowen, and Bowen is on his way to the bureau now," the subordinate said.
"You didn't tell him what happened, did you?" Warner asked.
"No, we just asked him to come back and work overtime in the name of some work matters!" said the subordinate.
"That's good!" Warner nodded.
Time passed little by little, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
"Why hasn't anyone come yet?" Warner asked with a frown.
"I'll contact him again!" the subordinate said, picking up his cell phone and making a call.
A few seconds later, the subordinate said with an ugly face, "Director, we can't get through Bowen's phone."
"Can't get through?" Warner frowned even more tightly.
"I'm going to have people track down Bowen right now!" the men said, and immediately turned around and left.
"Boss, Bowenken, there must be something wrong, otherwise, otherwise, he, he would never lose contact! I'm sure," Willis said.
Warner did not speak. At this time, he had also noticed that there was something wrong with the low-level agent named Bowen. It was obvious that Bowen should have known the true purpose of looking for him, so he lost track at this time.
After a few minutes, the men returned to the interrogation room.
"Boss, our people entered Bowen's home and found that Bowen's house was empty. Bowen's phone was always unanswered. We traced the source of the phone signal and found that the signal came from Kate Street.
The trash can... We are now tracking Bowen through the surveillance cameras on the road." said the subordinate.
"Trash! Just let people run away like that!" Warner cursed angrily.
The men around him lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.
"Boss, now, can you, can you put me down now?" Willis said weakly. At this time, he was already very weak due to excessive blood loss.
Warner glanced at Willis and said angrily, "You are also a waste. If you didn't tell Bowen that there was a problem earlier, it would have taken so long and he suffered so much in vain... Put him down and take him to the hospital.
In addition, I arranged for several people to monitor him 24 hours a day, and I did not allow him to have any contact with the outside world."
"Yes!" The surrounding men bowed and said.
After hearing what Warner said, Willis breathed a sigh of relief.
Although personal freedom is gone, at least... I don't have to suffer anymore.