Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 722: Master of Torture
Shanying tried his best to reduce his presence in the laboratory. First, he didn't want to overexpose his privacy, and second, he still had a lot of time...

The most important thing is that the key antidote, 'Tomika Grass', is what those people need to study!

If you want to study Tomica grass, you can't avoid the black man's body...

After hanging up the phone, Shanying looked in the phone book and soon found the perverted forensic doctor Anton whom he met in Moscow...

The guy owed a loan shark to the gang, and in the end he could only rely on the characteristics of his profession to make money by stealing parts from corpses and reselling them.

In the end, it was Shanying who helped him defeat the gang and pay off his debts. After Bolonnikov was killed, he was the one who dealt with the black man's body.

The call was connected not long after it was made...

"what……"

The moment the call was connected, a scream was heard from the other end, causing Shanying to move the receiver further away...

"Hey, I'm Anton..."

Hearing Anton's voice and the screams in the background, Shanying frowned and said, "I'm Shanying, what are you doing?"

When Anton on the other end of the phone heard Shanying's name, he was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "Shanying?
You actually called me, I’ve always wanted to call you…”

Shanying felt that being remembered by a perverted forensic doctor was not something worth being happy about. He smacked his lips and said, "Where are you now?"

Anton said proudly: "I am working now, and I have to thank you for helping me find an area I am good at...

I have now registered an account on the website of an international intermediary company. My code name is 'Boneslayer' and I specialize in interrogation and assisting in debt collection.

Shanying, you are now a big name on the international agency website. If you follow me, my business will probably be much better."

"what……"

Listening to the screams in the background, Shanying frowned and said, "You help people with interrogation work?

What kind of people would need a pervert like you working for them?"

Anton was very dissatisfied when he heard this and said, "Hey, Shanying, you have to respect me. As a forensic doctor, I know the human body better than anyone else. Now many people call me an interrogation artist...

No one can keep a secret from me!"

Shanying heard this, sighed, and said, "Brother, you can't even hold the gun properly...

You have to be careful who you work for now, the interrogator knows too many secrets and it's easy to be silenced!"

Anton was silent for a moment, then said, "Shanying, I have no choice. I was fired from the Forensic Center. I need a job, and this job is just right for me.

Well, I usually work for international debt collectors now, and occasionally for the Intelligence Agency."

Shanying had indeed never heard of the term "international debt collector". He asked curiously, "What is an international debt collector?"

Hearing that Shanying had never heard of international debt collectors, Anton smiled and said, "Actually, they are still mercenaries, but they are doing the work of debt collection.

There are many people who have been defrauded of money from their own countries and have fled abroad with large sums of money…

Ordinary people can’t do anything to them, but some big investors will hire professionals to track and find them, and try to make them return the money.

But most of those debt collectors are very rough at their job, so they need people like me who are good at causing pain to assist them...

Mountain Eagle, this business is really profitable. When the great white shark Sophia came to Moscow before, she took away a list.

It is said that those above are all wanted criminals and fraudsters who escaped from Tokyo University. I heard that some of them are in Moscow.

If you are interested, I can help you...

You're right, after every interrogation, I feel like the guys who hired me want to kill me, and I feel more secure working for you."

"Ah... I already said it..."

As Anton was speaking, a shrill scream was heard again in the background. Shanying sighed and said, "I think you will get yourself killed sooner or later if you do this...

Man, cruelty is a scary trait, but bloody and gratuitous cruelty will make others think you are a pervert, and they will have no psychological barriers when killing you.

And you don’t even have the ability to protect yourself!”

"Cruel? Maybe..."

Anton didn't seem to agree with Shanying's words. After he hung up the phone, he switched to a video call and called back...

After Shanying got through, he saw a space the size of a truck compartment covered with white sound-absorbing cotton. His old acquaintance Sergei was actually there...

Anton looked at the mountain eagle on the phone screen. He smiled proudly, turned the camera to show the space he was in, and said, "Look, this is my mobile studio. I named it 'Love Car'."

Shanying said with disdain: "Why is Sergei here too? Are you working for the Intelligence Bureau?"

Anton pointed the camera at Sergei and said with a smile: "No, I'm helping Sergei solve the case. This guy is a loser...

Last time he caught a human trafficker who was trafficking women, but he couldn't get anything out of him, which resulted in more than a dozen women freezing to death in a carriage.

This time we are looking for a new batch..." Sergei looked like he had eaten shit, raised his hand and greeted Shanying, saying: "Hey, Shanying..."

Shanying asked curiously, "You are from the Intelligence Bureau, but you can't handle the snakehead. Why do you need Anton, a pervert, to help you?"

Sergei pushed Anton away in annoyance, who was trying to squeeze next to him to get a glimpse of the camera, and then looked at Shanying with an unpleasant expression and said, "It's not that we can't do it, but that we don't have enough time. If we can't get the information in time, those people will move them away.

Last time I was only half a day late, and those women froze to death!"

Sergei glanced at Anton and said with an annoyed expression: "This guy does have a way..."

After saying that, Sergei pushed Anton's hand and turned the camera to the screaming snake head...

A curly-haired Central Asian man was tied naked to an iron chair. There was a hole in the chair, and the lower body of the Central Asian man was exposed under the chair...

On the surface, this guy did not suffer any torture, nor did he suffer the bloody scene that Shanying had imagined.

But I saw two long metal needles inserted into the guy's eggs, and a battery and a small transformer connected by wires...

Seeing that guy screaming and foaming at the mouth, Shanying couldn't help but give him a thumbs up and cursed, "You Russians are so fucking cruel...

But these human traffickers deserve to die. Since we are in such a hurry, why not give him something more exciting? "

Anton seemed to want to show off his skills. He let Sergei hold the phone, then took two hemostat and walked to the painful snakehead. He stretched out his left hand wearing a rubber glove and pressed on his ribs for a few times. Then he found the problem and clamped a small piece of skin under the other party's armpit with the hemostat...

The snake head suddenly felt like it had encountered a strong electric shock. Its throat and body, which had been hoarse from shouting, instantly tensed up in pain and it lost its voice. The blood vessels in its neck and head kept twisting like earthworms.

Ten seconds later, this guy let out a scream that was not like a human...

"Ah... I told you, I told you, the car is parked in the **** parking lot, the license plate number is ****..."

After hearing this, Sergei immediately took out his radio and reported the information...

After getting a response from his companion, Sergei looked at the snakehead who wanted to die in pain but couldn't even faint with disgust, and said to Anton: "Hit him again, I won't be able to do anything to him after this guy goes to prison."

Anton shrugged and said, "OK..."

"what……"

Shanying looked at the so-called art of torture displayed across the street in amazement...

It is simply to push the human body's pain to the limit, and then step on the threshold of pain to make the other person collapse.

Anton has no skill in 'asking questions', but he is indeed a genius at creating pain!

The guy was in so much pain that he collapsed, but he was clearly very conscious, and his physical condition didn't seem too bad...

This is very important for those collecting debts, as excessive physical damage can often have a negative effect during interrogations, leading to information bias and errors.

Shanying held his ear and moved the phone further away. Then he looked at Sergei and said, "How come you, an agent of the Fifth Intelligence Agency, are working to combat human trafficking?"

Sergei hesitated for a moment and said with an ugly expression: "The fighting in the eastern part of Ukraine is very frequent. Those Western Una fragments are all raised by bitches. There is a problem with funding, so they started to raise funds through human trafficking."

Shanying heard this and asked curiously, "You mean the Ya S Camp? Aren't there any NGOs helping them?"

Sergei thought for a moment and said, "I don't know the specific situation, but I heard that one of their major shareholders, Black Fox, disappeared with a large amount of funds, so their finances were in trouble and they couldn't even maintain basic staff salaries, which led to a series of failures.

Now the remaining people have begun to resort to any means necessary to raise money!

Many people have died there, but the outside world seems to be blind and deaf!"

Shanying was stunned by the news. He didn't expect that Black Fox's death would have such a far-reaching impact.

Seeing Sergei's indignant look, Shanying nodded and said, "Then we really have to kill them...

Anton, 500 yuan, help me stab that guy! "

Sergei pretended not to notice Anton's actions. He looked at Shanying curiously and said, "What do you want to do with Anton?
This guy is really crazy now, I'm worried that he will kill himself sooner or later!"

Shanying watched Anton stab a scalpel into the snakehead's knee, causing him to groan in pain. He nodded and said, "Actually, it's the same if I look for you...

Remember the black man's body we found in the secret warehouse in Bolonnikov?"

After hearing this, Sergei said with a strange expression: "Is that body important?"

As soon as Shanying saw Sergei's expression, he knew something must have gone wrong. He sighed and said, "Don't tell me the body is lost? I remember I warned you repeatedly that someone would want to take the body..."

Sergei touched his chin awkwardly and said, "It's a bit complicated...

The body had been stored in the cold storage of the Forensic Center. Later, a professor from Moscow University proposed to perform a medical autopsy on the body, and somehow it was approved..."

When Shanying heard this, he quickly asked, "Where is the body now?"

Sergei said awkwardly: "I'm not sure, but I can help ask..."

(End of this chapter)