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Chapter 422: Chapter 341 Really Fucking Stimulating (Please Subscribe!)_2
"Alright."
This is a detention center, not a prison. Bringing someone in for trial doesn’t require any paperwork. Besides, they don’t handle registration here; there are special personnel for that.
The iron gate was opened.
Two soldiers walked in, one after the other.
They had reached the basement.
The layout of this place is in the city’s database, so they didn’t need to check the terrain.
At the entrance of the basement, two registration officers, one black and one white, looked at the two soldiers.
"Hi, newcomers, why so serious? Let’s have a couple of drinks tonight..." said the black policeman who loved to joke in a jovial tone.
But before he could finish his sentence, his head suddenly throbbed with pain. His figure flickered before his eyes and he blacked out.
The other officer also collapsed at the same moment.
A man for each soldier.
All were dealt with in an instant.
The soldiers propped the black and white policemen onto the table, making it seem like they were sleeping.
The two soldiers didn’t need to communicate; all they had to do was follow the action plan forwarded by the command room.
Turning the corner.
It was a long corridor with detention rooms on both sides. The iron doors were closed, with shadowy figures inside, and it was a bit noisy.
"Hi, you’re new here," some were trying to suck up.
"Do you want to come in and play?" some were sick-minded.
"Let me out, you bastards, FUCK." some were too naive to comprehend the situation.
"Wait until I get out, I’ll kick your ass, ha ha ha." some were lunatics.
"Cowards..."
"..."
Most individuals detained here were troublemakers. Detention was a frequent event for them, like a second home. They had become accustomed to the rules here and had grown somewhat uninhibited.
The soldiers didn’t care; these people were no different to them than stray cats or dogs on the streets.
They briskly moved towards where Liu Zun was being kept.
This was at the end of the corridor, after a turn. It was considered a relatively good detention room, there were five in total. One glance was sufficient to know which one Liu Zun was in.
The door was closed.
Two policemen outside were on guard. The two American policemen didn’t think there was any danger here, so they weren’t too concerned, just smoking and chatting.
Seeing the two soldiers, they had no particular reaction.
The uniforms made it clear they were on the same side.
"Anything we can help with?" asked one white policeman.
"We’re here to bring in the guy inside for trial." The soldiers replied as they gradually closed in.
"Damn, they always boss us around. Even for summoning a guy, they get us do it." Hearing this, the white policeman got irritated. He had heard that the FBI was going to summon someone, and even this had to be dealt with by them, the police. It was infuriating.
"FUCK." Another white policeman chipped in.
"Can we take him now?"
"Alright."
Having said that, they opened the door of the detention room, revealing Liu Zun handcuffed to a semi-circular iron ring embedded in the wall. Seeing the visitors, Liu Zun’s heart sank. So, they have finally come.
After explaining the situation, they had no doubts. One of the white policemen inside released Liu Zun from the handcuffs that bound him to the iron ring.
They helped Liu Zun get up.
"Here."
Just as the man finished speaking, the two soldiers immediately swung into action.
The two white policemen at the door were knocked out instantly.
Seeing that something was wrong, the other two policemen were about to yell for help. But a flying punch had both of them losing consciousness in less than a second.
Liu Zun looked at the four American policemen lying on the ground.
He was a bit dizzy.
What’s going on?
Had he fallen into a wolf’s den again?
"Who are you?" Liu Zun asked coldly in English.
"Someone here to solve your problem. Let’s get out of here quickly," one of the soldiers said.
"Where exactly are you taking me?" How could Liu Zun possibly trust them?
"To a safe place, Mr. Liu, please cooperate."
"You know my name? Who exactly are you guys?" Hearing his real name, Liu Zun’s face turned cold. This name was only used domestically. Even his confiscated passport didn’t bear this name. His first instinct was that a mole had sold him out.
"Our mission is to get you out and send you back to your country. Stop asking so many questions. Or you can wait for the FBI’s various means." One soldier said bluntly.
Mission?
Return to my country?
Liu Zun took note of these two words. Should he trust them? He was torn. But he wasn’t one to vacillate.
"I’ll go with you."
Liu Zun had to agree.
He really had no other choice now.
At least, there was hope of escape once he was out. There wasn’t much difference between being trapped in a wolf’s den or a tiger’s lair. What he feared was that these people were from the CIA. But if they were from the CIA, they wouldn’t be playing like this, creating such a big scene. They could have simply taken him directly. They were all part of the brotherhood and it wouldn’t have been a big deal. 𝒏𝒐𝒗𝒑𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝒐𝒎
Shortly after, the two soldiers led Liu Zun out through the noisy and cursing crowd.
Arriving at the entrance.
Seeing the two registration officers ’asleep’, Liu Zun had an ’I knew it’ expression on his face.
Paving the way.
They reached the outside of the police station.
Gone up a ready car.
Surprisingly, no one noticed anything unusual.
Well, only a deputy police chief and above knew about Liu Zun, and wouldn’t think anything would go awry. Having captured him, by the rules, the other side wouldn’t dare to forcefully take him. But they never guessed that soldiers would be so unprincipled.
Once in the car.
Breathing in the ’free’ air.
Liu Zun’s face was full of doubt.
"Where are you guys going?"
"To a safe place."
They drove in silence.
They arrived at a corner of a building not far from the police station and casually received a parcel and suitcase from a ’passerby’. The parcel was handed directly to Liu Zun. This was one of the three Asian-faced soldiers, one in charge of logistics support, one executing the mission, and one diverting attention.
Looking at the face of his compatriot, Liu Zun felt complicated, unable to figure out the situation.
After the departure of the man.
When Liu Zun opened the parcel, he found a passport, but not his own. It was in another person’s name, and the photo was a little different from him. Moreover, the nationality was marked as Japanese.
Looking at the two men in front with suspicion.
"We’ll leave you here. This is your supposed hairstyle and beard, and here are your clothes and suitcase. I know you speak Japanese. Find a way to leave this city on your own and get back to your country as soon as possible. If you get caught again, we won’t be responsible and wouldn’t come to save you again. Understood?"
"Understood..." Liu Zun nodded mechanically.
He got out of the car.
Watching the car drive away.
Holding various props in his hand: wigs, beards.
Liu Zun kept feeling that it was not real, as if he was still dreaming in detention.
He pinched himself.
Ouch.
It wasn’t a dream.
No one could answer the countless doubts in his heart. But getting out of here was the real priority. Well-prepared as he was, if he got caught again, he would lose face if he had to return to his country.
Changing into the fresh clothes, donning the wig and fake beard.
Pulling a suitcase along.
Liu Zun, dressed up as if he had just landed here for tourism.
Listening to the growing intensity of the police sirens from the police station, Liu Zun felt that today’s events were an extraordinary thrill, making him want to burst into song.
PS: Sorry for the half an hour delay. It’s a little tough to handle the overseas plot, and I didn’t dare to be too reckless in order to avoid crossing any lines. By the way, please vote for me.
