Chapter 348 Sak and Tan Mo
My head is a little dizzy and my body is extremely tired...
My vision, hearing and smell are all normal, but I still can't distinguish my current environment. I could barely determine that I was in a dark room with poor ventilation. The unpleasant and inferior candle on the low table next to me didn't improve the visibility much. Thanks to it, I couldn't tell the time.
Relying on the observation power that has been baptized by the years to the point where it is not even half-assed, Sackfrith made the above conclusion. Of course, even he himself knew very well that this was actually useless. Any ordinary person who was in such a situation and had not lost his mind could do this or even better than him.
But no matter what, at least one thing is certain...
[My current situation is very bad, very, very bad. 】
Sark, who had gradually adapted to the dimness, lamented in his heart. Although he had long known that he might have such a day, when this day actually came, he still felt uncontrollable. Fear, but fear is one thing, cooperation is another. As I said just now, whether it’s killing him or torturing him, in short, what shouldn’t be said... I can’t even say half a word. explain.
Sark has this confidence.
"Before we start the formal chat, I would like to confirm it first."
The half-elf man who did not hide his appearance smiled softly and stood on the other side of the candle. He crossed his hands with interest and asked: "Do you remember how long you slept? Mr. Sack."
The latter, who knew he was in serious danger, did not answer, but asked coldly: "Why do you know my name?"
"Using questions instead of answers will not make you look worse. It’s tougher now, Mr. Freese.”
Mo Tan, who was not even wearing any clothes, raised his eyebrows slightly, but he did not show any obvious dissatisfaction, and there was even a trace of laziness in his tone. Lazy: "Perhaps I am indeed seeking your cooperation, but this does not mean that we must use those stupid, barbaric, inefficient and expensive negotiation methods."
Sack sneered: "I don't Suggestion... I don’t mind any negotiation method you use, because I won’t say a word.”
“But you just said it to me to confirm your position of ‘not saying a word’. Twenty-seven words." Mo Tan absentmindedly traced the candlelight with his fingertips and smiled: "Then can I understand that excluding those topics that are very important to you, Sack Frees is actually still a fool? A talkative person? ”
The lizard man, who was almost tied into a rice dumpling, expressed his opinion in silence that "I am not particularly talkative."
“It just lacks a sense of humor~”
Mo Tan sighed, and then took out a cold dagger from under his robe.
Sak's pupils shrank slightly, and then he showed an expression of generous sacrifice. Of course, this was not a performance. Mo Tan was sure that the other party was indeed ready to die here...< br>
But this is not important, because he did not want to pierce the heart of the fat lizard. In fact, on the contrary, Mo Tan used a dagger to deal with the 'three layers' that he had spent less than half an hour carefully completing. Turtle-shell binding' allowed Sack to gain relative freedom.
"Do you think I will thank you?"
The latter, freed from the restraints, moved his hands and feet, but he was still sitting on the chair, with no signs of violence, injury or escape.
"No, I just feel a little sick after watching it for a long time."
Mo Tan answered sincerely and said unhurriedly: "And...since we all understand that with you It's impossible to escape in my current physical condition, so the role of the rope is very limited."
Sak snorted: "Then why did you tie me up before?"
"It's out of interest."
"..."
Sak was really a little panicked at the moment. Nothing else. Mainly because he felt that the guy in front of him seemed to be sick, and he was still like that. A type that gives up treatment altogether.
“Without taking any trouble, my physical condition has always been very healthy, and my mental condition has always been very worrying.”
Mo Tan glanced at Sack with eyes that could see through people’s hearts, and then seemed to be focused Peeling an apple on the ground, his tone was still very lazy: "By the way, since I have shown extremely limited and almost no sincerity, can you chat with me for a few words? Of course, if it involves If you encounter something that is unspeakable, you can choose to remain silent, and I promise not to use force.”
"I don't know what to say to you."
Sak changed to a slightly more comfortable sitting position and said solemnly: "I don't even know who you are."
< br>Mo Tan blinked: "If you don't know, just ask. Since it's a casual chat, of course you can also ask me questions."
"Okay, then who are you?"
“No comment.”
"..."
This guy is sick! This guy is definitely sick!
Sak thought angrily in his heart.
“You’re just kidding.” Mo Tan grinned, then pointed the dagger in his hand at the tip of his nose and said with a smile: “You can understand me as your savior, well, now that this relationship has been made clear , then I won’t use honorifics to save you the embarrassment.”
Not only was Sak not amused, he even wanted to reach out and push the handle of the dagger.
"I didn't lie to you."
Mo Tan put the dagger into the sheath on his waist and took a bite of the apple: "If it weren't for me, you would have been silenced by the Marshall family. Hey, please don't Showing such a stupid expression, I hate that Buffy Marshall The Grand Duke’s main and sideline businesses are relatively well understood, yes, it’s the one you’re thinking about right now, the slave trade~ An Xin An Xin, this matter has been completely exposed.”
Sak tried his best to restrain himself. He looked up at his shocked expression and turned his head to the side. : "I don't know what you are talking about."
"Tsk, I'm quite shy."
Wiping his mouth with his sleeve, Mo Tan said leisurely: "To put it simply, it is , some time ago our Majesty the Emperor of the Violet Empire and other He held a few meetings in Salamoon with other Dukes except Grand Duke Firepaw, and a yellow-haired girl. Buffy's bad things were exposed, and after going through some unbearable processes, he managed to get out. ”
Sark just looked at him expressionlessly, remaining steadfastly silent.
Mo Tan didn’t mind, and just continued to talk to himself: “Buffy led the disaster to the unknown Beneclaw and a small non-existent bad organization, and Mercury City The Fudge manager happily sold you when dealing with the investigation team. Mr. Sackfrith, the wood processing factory you were responsible for appeared on an account book by coincidence. How about it? Isn't it a special surprise? ?"
"I..."
"Don't rush yet." Mo Tan waved his hand, and actually wanted to take a whip out of his mouth when he deserved to be tortured. The prisoner who was uttering words choked back the information he was about to spit out in shock: "Listen to me first, BB, in short, you were sold by the Marshall family, and judging from the situation at the time, you were sold at a critical moment. It is very likely that they have planned to get rid of you. To be honest, dear Fries, have you been a little lax or unclean over the years?"
Sark smiled bitterly. With a cry, he lowered his head in despair, but he still shook his head and said nothing.
"Okay, let's get back on track and continue to discuss how long you have been unconscious."
Mo Tan stood up slightly, supported the table so that his face was just above the candle, and his tone suddenly changed It was gloomy and low: "Ten thousand years..."
Sak shivered subconsciously, and his determined eyes finally gradually melted into panic. "I lied to you, it's actually only a few days."
Mo Tan chuckled, sat back under the confused and angry gaze of the other party, and said cheerfully: "I My friends rushed to rescue you in front of the troops of the Marshall family and those lords. Well, the means are very good. He may have been a little rougher, but he actually saved your life. You may not know it yet, but six hours after he took you away, a spectacular explosion occurred in your residence. Not even a single piece of debris larger than #@ was left behind of the elegant little building. ”
"More than what?!"
"Nothing~"
"..."
Sark, who calmed down, took a deep breath and asked: "Then What? Are you going to let me go just like that?”
“You are so shameless~”
Mo Tan choked his throat and said something, then suddenly suppressed his smile and looked at Sack extremely seriously: "I want to make a deal with you."
"Deal?"
The latter sneered, shook his head and said: "Forget it, I'm not even interested in listening to what you said."
Mo Tan seemed not to have any interest at all. As if she heard what he said, she smiled and said: "I hope you will accuse Buffy Marshall of all crimes on a certain stage, and explain everything you know about the slave trade, without leaving out every detail. . ”
“After all, it is indeed this kind of purpose. It’s a shame that I looked at you so highly before…”
Sack curled his lips disdainfully and shrugged: "Give up, I won't say a word to you or anyone else, whether it's what I know, what I don't know, or what you think I will know. Impossible."
Mo Tan whistled: "It's a deal, don't you want to know about my bargaining chip?"
"Not interested. Those pairs of people have obviously lost any desire. He stared at the other person with lustful eyes and sneered: "I don't even care about my life anymore, what other bargaining chips can you come up with to make my heart beat?"
Mo Tan also laughed. Although it was just two short chuckles and a slight shake of his shoulders, there was a faint chilling atmosphere...
"I never think that there is such a thing as life. Very weighty~”
He turned sideways, crossed his legs and spread his hands: "And I never intended to let you live for a long time. To be honest, asking someone to save your life is just to let you die on a different stage. , this is an absolutely unavoidable ending, so please rest assured, I have never counted on anything you don’t expect.”
Sark. He frowned and asked in a deep voice: "What exactly do you want to say?"
"What I want to say is that this deal is actually a very good deal for you."
Mo Tan He showed an elusive smile, held his chin and said slowly: "However, I would like to ask a question before taking out the chips. How can I make you regard death like this?" What is the reason for returning? It may be a bit difficult to say, but I think it is not something that will cause extreme consequences. Of course it is okay to resist to death, but it should be okay to tell you the reason for resisting to death, right? Seeing that everyone is so familiar with each other, I ask you whether you want to hire someone or not. Even if you don’t want to hire someone, can you also tell me the reasons why you don’t want to hire someone? "How about satisfying my curiosity?"
Sak didn't intend to say it at the time, and he had no reason to say it, but the smile on the other side that made him feel extremely uneasy made him subconsciously open his mouth and slowly Xu vomited out the reason that even if she said it, it would not lead to any extreme consequences: "My... daughter..."
"It's touching. If it weren't for the fact that I feel like laughing now, I would almost have tears in my eyes."
Mo Tan nodded with a smile, stood up and walked slowly behind Sak, saying calmly Asked: "Is it because as long as you reveal something that shouldn't be revealed, your daughter will be poisoned by the Marshall family or something else?"
The latter closed his eyes silently and did not answer for a while. word.
"If I tell you, I may not survive, but my daughter who has been given specific information or intelligence will definitely die."
The emotion in Mo Tan's voice gradually faded, and he leaned down. Whispered in Sark's ear: "And if you are simply killed, then at least the child is safe no matter what... What a hypocritical love, do you think this is really good?"
The answer was almost forced out of Sak's teeth: "It has nothing to do with you..."
"I feel the same way, and I know you don't intend to change your mind."
Mo Tan shook his head, left Sark and walked towards his chair: "Even if I tell you now, I have the ability to protect your daughter and let you take her place." Tell me, I'm afraid you won't be willing to take this risk, right?"
The weak lizard man opened his eyes, stared at Mo Tan's back under the candlelight, and smiled miserably: "You don't understand. How important is love and conscience to people like us?"
"No, maybe I understand."
Mo Tan chuckled lightly and put a small pink hairpin from his pocket on the table: "Tatianna is indeed a kind and lovely girl, although the people of 'Viper' may not be so noble because of this." Her character let her live, but she is indeed more qualified to live than you."
Sark's expression froze...
Viper, Tatiana, and the one he had half a year ago. The hairpin he carved for his daughter with his own hands made him feel like he was in an ice cellar. He was trembling all over and couldn't say a word.
The lazy, devilish whispering voice sounded in front of him...
"You don't really think that you are just sleeping peacefully these days. Right? ”
...
"Do you remember the deal I mentioned before?"
...
"Yes, I just asked 'you' to accuse Buffy Marshall , just to explain everything.”
……
"As for what I want to know, you have already told me before this conversation, of course, including the fact that you placed the lovely Tatiana at No. 11, Vanilla Street, Old Town, Salamoon."
……
“As I said, this deal is actually a very good deal for you.”
……
“Now, Let’s talk about the specific details~”
Chapter 345: End
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