Chapter 104

The FBI metropolitan office.

In the narrow room, sunlight shines down through the window, leaving a few spots on the black floor. Light and dark permeate each other, casting a gray tone on the whole room.

Footsteps came from the outside.

When the door opened, a middle-aged man with a beard and a full height of 1.9 meters came in. He was wearing a delicate suit, a gold pen pinned to his chest pocket, and a fierce face under his decent clothes.

He's Elia Phil, a retired sergeant, a senior FBI agent, in charge of interrogation.

After entering the room, Elia habitually turned off the camera and came to the prisoner. Her mouth cracked and yellow teeth showed. Her fierce eyes swept all parts of the prisoner's body,

"meet again, little Charlie, do you miss me?"

Charlie raised his head, showed his face covered with black and blue, spat blood and burst into laughter,

"you know, fat pig, I had a dream just now. I was doing your wife in my dream. I have to say that your wife is really good at it."

Bang!

There was a sharp pain in his abdomen, and Charlie bared his teeth and said in a fierce voice,

"dead fat pig, that's all you can do. No wonder your wife and a tramp are messing around. You're a useless waste."

Bang!

He got another blow in the stomach, so much so that he could only air-conditioner.

At this time, a young female agent came in and frowned slightly when she saw the scene in the room,

"Phil, we are the FBI."

Elia tidied up her clothes and said casually,

"of course I know the FBI can't abuse prisoners, so I turned off the camera."

The female detective shook her head helplessly. She didn't agree with him and didn't know what to say. Before she came here, her boss seriously told her: just take care of her job and don't interfere with anything else.

She didn't want to, but she didn't have a choice. This is her first case since she joined the FBI, and she has to do it well.

The camera in the room opens again, the female agent sits on the chair and begins the interrogation,

"Mr. will, is there anything else to explain about your smuggling of drugs?"

Charlie said coldly, "I want to see a lawyer."

The female agent closed the document and said solemnly,

"you've seen the lawyer. You know what the result is. With respect, it's impossible for you to exonerate yourself with the help of a lawyer when the evidence is conclusive. After all, it's 35 pounds of heroin."

"Your only chance is to work with us to name the source of the drugs, and we will reduce your penalty according to the value of intelligence."

When the female agent spoke, she looked straight ahead without any evasion, as if she was really thinking about the prisoner.

Charlie laughed sarcastically, looked at her up and down, and was about to laugh at the little rookie who didn't know anything. Suddenly, the feeling of familiarity came out from the bottom of his heart,

"I seem to have seen you somewhere, what's your name."

"Clarice Starling, from seaside city, I was at brick high school in high school," she said in silence for a few seconds

"It's you."

Charlie suddenly realized, "I said how to look familiar, it turned out to be the debater of brick high school."

Charlie leaned out, and his momentum began to increase.

"since you live in the north of the seaside city, you should have heard the rules of young master Xiao."

The five words seem to have a terrible magic power. The female detective's eyebrows are wrinkled tightly, and her light blue eyes are shining with a dignified color that can't be concealed. People living in the North District of Haibin city all know Master Xiao. Although many people don't know what his real name is, they are familiar with the rules he set, because those who are not subject to the rules have disappeared.

Elia slapped the table and yelled,

"this is the metropolis, not the seaside city. Your so-called rules are useless here, and your young master, who has been missing for more than a month, is still a corpse even if he is found."

"Do you expect the corpse to save you?"

Stand up, walk to Charlie, put his right hand on his shoulder, push his fingertips, and sink deep into the bone,

"tell me, where is Melissa?"

A low voice reverberated in his ears, followed by a sharp stabbing pain. Damn fat pig, he actually used Yin moves. Charlie clenched his teeth, his forehead was sweating, and his cheeks were twitching.

Clarice couldn't see it any more. She couldn't stand lynching in front of her.

"Mr. Phil, we're on trial."

Elia gave the female agent a cold look, released her finger and went back to her seat.

Clarice took a deep breath and continued,

"Charley will, I hope you will cooperate with the FBI investigation as much as possible, and even if you are wronged, you should find out the person who wronged you."

"As the acting president of showme, you know better than we do what happens when the news about drug smuggling gets out."

Charlie was too lazy to pay attention to her. His shoulder hurt badly, but his arm couldn't reach it. He could only keep moving. The more he moved, the deeper the pain was, as if a steel needle had gone into the bone.Wait! Dead fat pig, sooner or later, I will boil you into lard.

"Mr. will..."

Charlie fidgeted to wave his hand, "little vegetable bird, don't talk if you don't know anything."

Looking over the young agent, he stopped at Elijah,

"dead pig, don't you always want to know the whereabouts of Luke and the alien girl? Well, I'll tell you

"Before he left, Luke told me that he would come back in a month. It's 32 days since he left. That is to say, he's home."

"You are finished, fat pig. Your family is finished. You will die miserably."

Charlie laughed, and the laughter reverberated freely.

Bang!

Elia kicked the chair like an enraged Beast.

Just then, the door was kicked open, and two FBI agents rushed in and pulled Elia aside. They didn't know what to say. The latter's face became extremely ugly, with a faint smell of fear.

He gave Charlie a very reluctant look and left with the two agents, walking as fast as if they were running away.

Before long, Clarice was ordered to release Charlie!

She didn't understand why her boss would issue such an order, but the instinct of the investigator told her that things could become very troublesome.

Soon, Charlie's chain was broken.

Before he left, Charlie turned back and said,

"for the sake of living in the same block, I remind you to forget today's events and never say it out. The young master is not a generous person."

Clarice is thoughtful, silent for a moment, and follows the agent to the office of interim director Mike gray.

Looking in close to the window, you can see the boy sitting on the sofa. He is seventeen or eighteen years old. His face is slightly tender and indifferent. His eyes are slightly narrowed. The cold light unconsciously makes people excited.

Luke Shaw!

Xiao Changlin, the grandson of Xiao Changlin, the former leader of Hongmen club, is a famous young master in Chinatown. He has really come back.