The killer's heart collapsed. There was no need for Ning Beichen to use any cruel methods to extract a confession from him. He just confessed honestly.
"It's the Badge Disciples again. Okay, that's great. You guys are really looking for death!"
Ning Beichen's voice was cold and full of murderous intent, so much so that the injured killer almost burped before he could even catch his breath.
"How do you find someone who is a Disciple of the Badge?"
Ning Beichen looked at the killer murderously and asked.
"I...I don't know."
The killer replied hurriedly and panicked.
"Then it seems you are of no use?"
Ning Beichen picked up a bullet from the ground, placed it on the killer's heart and said.
"Wait...wait a minute, I know how to contact them."
The killer screamed in fear.
"Then say it nicely."
Ning Beichen held the bullet in his hand and moved it around his heart, frightening the killer out of his wits.
It is said that killers are not afraid of death. As long as the mission fails, they will commit suicide and will not reveal their employer's information.
But that's a movie. In reality, there aren't that many hard bones.
Aren't killers afraid of death?
That's nonsense!
Of course, there are also killers who are not afraid of death.
Not to mention killers, there are also many ordinary people who are not afraid of death.
It's just equivalent to saying that killers have undergone rigorous training to allow them to look death in the eyes, but it doesn't mean that they are not afraid of death.
"I said, I said, but after you say it, can you spare my life? I swear, I will not deal with you again. I will leave here and stay far away."
The killer begged Ning Beichen for mercy.
"It all depends on whether your information is worth your life."
Ning Beichen would not agree to him casually.
"I swear, I swear to you, this news must be of sufficient value. I know that Lady Joanna, the Duchess of Marburg, she is... She is one of the twelve disciples of the badge. Asking me to kill you is also hers.
idea."
In order to survive, the killer told all these secrets.
"Joanna?"
Ning Beichen is not from here, so naturally he doesn't know anything about the duchess.
"Where is Marlborough?"
Ning Beichen continued to ask him.
Then the killer told Ning Beichen the detailed address of Marburg.
Now that we're in this situation, I've said everything I shouldn't have said, and there's no longer any burden in my heart.
"Very good, you are very good. There is a saying in the East that a dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist. If you want me to forgive you, it is not impossible, but I need you to take me to Marburg."
Ning Beichen said to him with satisfaction.
Can this killer refuse?
He had no right or ability to refuse at all. Apart from agreeing to Ning Beichen's request, he could do nothing unless he wanted to die.
It was already midnight. Ning Beichen imprisoned the killer with a flick of his finger. Then he left the place alone and went back to the hotel to sleep.
As for the killer, as long as he has the ability to break his imprisonment, Ning Beichen will let him escape casually. As for whether he will die after being seriously injured?
Sorry, that's not within Ning Beichen's consideration.
Ning Beichen slept until dawn, then came to the house of the killer last night, and found the guy lying on the ground shivering. He hadn't died yet, but it was not much different from dying.
The killer heard footsteps in his daze, and opened his eyes desperately. When he saw Ning Beichen, he was like a fish out of water, desperately trying to get back into the water.
I saw him slowly extending his hand to Ning Beichen, as if he wanted to touch the high sun.
When Ning Beichen saw this, he flicked his fingers at him from a distance, and the killer looked like a fish that had taken a breath.
He was very scared. He didn't know what this man had done to him last night. He couldn't move, speak, or move. He was like a stiff piece of wood. He couldn't do anything except breathe.
No.
And this was after he was seriously injured, making it impossible for him to adjust his numb body.
What could be a more horrific torture for a seriously injured person.
On purpose, the devil in front of me must have done it on purpose.
But even if the killer knew that Ning Beichen did it on purpose, he would not dare to say a word of dissatisfaction.
Ning Beichen walked to him, checked his injuries, then pinched his mouth open, stuffed a thumb-sized pill in and said.
"Your fortune is good. If you die, you can save me a precious pill."
The killer didn't know what Ning Beichen fed him, and he seemed very frightened.
"What are you afraid of? I want to kill you. I took action last night. What I gave you was medicine to treat your injuries. This medicine is very precious. Even if you have money, you can't buy it. You should thank me."
Ning Beichen said to the killer.
The killer's heart at this moment didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
But there is nothing to say about success or defeat. At least Ning Beichen was right, he is still alive now.
"Give you half an hour. After half an hour, take me to find the countess. If I find you, you will live. If I don't find you, you will die."
Ning Beichen had nothing nice to say about him. A killer who assassinated himself, how could Ning Beichen still treat him as his father?
The killer nodded. He was as good as a son now. According to Ning Beichen, as long as Ning Beichen didn't nod, he couldn't even think of dying now.
Half an hour later, the killer had recovered a lot of his physical strength and his spirits were much better.
What shocked him was that the strange thing Ning Beichen fed him really made his injuries much better. The originally broken bones were showing signs of recovery.
Although it's not good, at least it won't make him feel too much pain. For a killer, this thing is simply a god.
Especially for killers like them, having a magical object like this is equivalent to having an extra life.
I just don’t know if I can buy some from him?
But soon, the killer came to his senses and hurriedly put away these thoughts.
Whether he can survive now depends on whether he can find the countess. If he can't find the countess, then he will have no future.
The killer took out his cell phone and made a call, which was answered by a maid next to the countess.
The killer told the countess' maid that he had killed the target, and he was now taking the target's head to the countess and asked her to report to the countess.
After about a few minutes, the killer put down his little bit and told Ning Beichen respectfully that the countess had agreed to see him and asked him to go to Marburg.
Moreover, he told Ning Beichen exactly what he had said to the countess' maid.
Although Ning Beichen was right next to him, Ning Beichen heard clearly what he said.
But whether Ning Beichen heard it or not was one thing, and whether he took the initiative to explain it was another thing entirely.
If he wants to live, then he must have this attitude.