Twenty minutes after the five Brians drove two cars and followed the car that kidnapped Murphys, two men with gloves came to the Murphys house.
One of the guys in black clothes and hood went directly to the computer and operated for a while, deleting all web pages and records related to Archbishop Desmond.
The other one slowly searched the house, and it didn't take long to find the envelope that Morpheus had forgotten when he left home in a hurry.
Not only was Schwager not dead, but the news that he had secretly contacted Morpheus quickly reached Colonel Johnson.
Johnson, who was wearing a white shirt and a crisp black suit, heard the news reported by his subordinates. He put his hands on his waist and looked out the window without saying a word for a long time. "It seems that we gave Sergeant Schwager the war he expected, and it was also his last."
A good war."
"However, I just don't know how many tricks he can do against tens of thousands of law enforcement officers." Johnson turned to his subordinates seriously and said, "Use military channels to inform all law enforcement agencies in Philadelphia. We have accurate intelligence to prove the history."
Wagg is still in Philadelphia, telling those who have received money and shares that now is the time for them to contribute."
"Understood, sir".
Then Philadelphia FB1, which had originally relaxed due to the fruitless search for two days, all five or six law enforcement departments including the police received tips from unknown departments.
The Schwager they were tracking did not run away, but had been hiding in Philadelphia. This made these law enforcement agencies excited and at the same time a deep sense of humiliation enveloped the entire department.
Various departments spent some time coordinating, and at 2 a.m. the entire city of Philadelphia began a city-wide search, not missing any suspicious areas.
After one night's investigation, the entire Philadelphia underground world was in bad luck, but Schwager didn't even find a trace. Instead, he destroyed more than a dozen black groups, large and small, and no fewer than 30 people were shot to death for resisting.
After searching all night without any expected results, many of the big guys who helped to greet him were very dissatisfied with Johnson.
Brian and the other five followed the captured Murphys all the way to a small abandoned dock on the upper reaches of the Schuylkill River in Philadelphia.
Brian smiled as he watched Morpheus being hung up by three strong men in the dock warehouse. He was squatting in the grass with a Remington 700 in his hand. Morpheus was kidnapped by Johnson's people just as they expected.
Silence.
Using the walkie-talkie, he asked Sam, who was in the car controlling the Black Blade drone in the woods behind him,
"Has the Black Blade drone entered the dock warehouse?"
"It's already in place. The picture and sound transmitted back are very clear. I will send the sound to your headphones now."
"Yeah," after waiting quietly for a few minutes, a strong man in the warehouse punched Morpheus in the stomach while he was hanging up.
"Ah, cough, cough, cough", a sharp pain woke up Morpheus who had been injected with anesthetic, and then he coughed violently.
"Tell me, where is Swagger?"
A low voice came from behind the ear of Morpheus, who had not yet understood the situation, "When did you contact Swager, and why did you search for Archbishop Desmond's information?"
"Answer me." When his scalp hurt, Morpheus felt his hair being pulled by someone, and he immediately closed his eyes in fear, "I didn't see you, I didn't see you, don't kill me, please, don't kill me."
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"Bang" punched Morpheus in the stomach again, "Tell me, where did those pictures of the frame and the note at your house come from?"
Morpheus, whose eyes were tightly closed, did not dare to open them at all. Seeing this, the interrogator smiled and walked behind him cooperatively, "Tell me where Schwager is, and we will let you go."
"I don't know, someone pushed the photo into my door."
Morpheus didn't lie, but his interrogator didn't believe it at all.
What followed was inevitably a period of torture.
More than an hour later, even after being beaten and waterboarded, and even injected with special drugs, I still couldn't find anything out.
The three mercenaries began to lose their patience. One of them made a phone call and nodded to the other two, "I'll relieve myself and you can take care of him."
"Haha, don't worry, it's not the first time I've done this," a strong man took out a set of equipment from a box, put it on Morpheus, and said to Morpheus with a smile while following the parts.
"This is a suicide suit specially designed by us. After a while, your hand will point to your head obediently. Then I just need to hold down your finger and lightly hook it. With a "pop" sound, your head will bloom. Get ready.
That’s it, man, we’re about to start.”
"No, no, let me go. I didn't look at your faces. Please let me go." Morpheus cried bitterly and begged for mercy.
"Bang" hit Morpheus with a punch, "Don't you understand? Man, from the moment you start looking at Archbishop Desmond, you are destined to be killed by us, so don't struggle, otherwise you are afraid of trouble.
, we can sink you directly to the bottom of the river."
These words made Morpheus's little luck disappear immediately, and he knew that he could not escape today.
He was closing his eyes and waiting for death to come. "Pfft", Morpheus, who had given up struggling, suddenly fell to the ground, and then felt a burst of warm liquid splashing on his face, and the smell of blood immediately reached his nose.
"enemy,,,".
"Plop", the person who shouted was hit in the heart before he could hide in the obstacle and fell to the ground.
The one who went out to relieve himself had not finished relaxing when Brian, who turned his gun around, hit his head.
"Oh, God, Brian, you are so unsympathetic. Didn't you see that the guy was in trouble? Even if you want to kill him, just wait until he relaxes."
"Shut up, I'm trying to create the illusion that Swagger was the one who did it." Brian smiled and said to Sam, who was teasing him, "You don't want us to be suspected."
"Ok, ok, what should we do next?" Sam chuckled a few times, "I just received news that Philadelphia is conducting a city-wide search for Swagg. The risk for us to return to Philadelphia now is very high."
"Haha, I understand. You asked Bernie to give him the video of Morpheus being captured, interrogated and almost committing suicide, as well as the information on the three dead Black Bear Claw mercenaries.
"Then we leave Philadelphia first and wait to see if Philadelphia's fb1 will take action. By the way, leave an unused cell phone for Morpheus."
"clear".
Ten minutes later, Morpheus, who was hanging, heard footsteps behind him, then felt something being put into the pockets on both sides of his suit from behind, and then a folding knife was put into his hand.
Since the two people who wanted to kill him were sniped from a distance, Morpheus concluded that the person who saved him was Schwager, so he felt that the person behind him had no ill intentions, and as he was leaving, he shouted,
"Wait a minute, Schwage, I know you are innocent and I can help you. Don't leave."
Unfortunately, Bernie would never meet him. He quickly walked out of the warehouse, got into the car and left quickly.