America: Starting with the Last Liberty

Chapter 96 Interrogation 4K

Rosen stared in disbelief at the information on his phone; the loss of 75% of their wealth meant that the Bonanno family had shrunk by more than half.

Even if the Bonanno family's territory has indeed been encroached upon by other gangs recently, it shouldn't have suffered such a huge loss.

Something must be wrong!

Rosen was heartbroken; it was all his money!

Yes, the Bonanno family's wealth will definitely belong to Sofia in the future, and Sofia's money will be Rosen's money, no problem!

However, the fact that the Harvest Day app has set this additional condition means that there is still a chance to recover the lost wealth.

Just as he was about to buy information to see what was going on, Black Sunny happened to walk over.

"Mr. Rosen, everything is ready. May we begin the interrogation?"

Upon getting closer, Black Sunny smelled a strong perfume on Rosen, a scent he hadn't noticed when shaking hands with Rosen earlier.

This situation instantly made Black Sonny's expression turn strange, but he didn't say anything. Rosen, preoccupied with the Bonanno family's financial losses, also didn't notice the change in Black Sonny's expression.

"Okay, let's begin!"

"Mr. Rosen, which one shall we begin with?"

Rosen thought for a moment and decided to start with the simpler one.

"Let's start with Alberto Bruno."

Black Sonny led Rosen to a basement in the Bonanno estate, which had originally been used to store miscellaneous items but had now been converted into a temporary interrogation room.

This guy even set up a digital camera to record the interrogation; he was quite well-prepared.

After all, since it involves a second-in-command, it's impossible to convince the public without solid evidence.

Alberto was taken into the interrogation room by Lefferty, whom Rosen had met before.

Black Sonny looked at Rosen.

"Mr. Rosen, would you like to go first?"

Rosen shook his head; he might not be as professional as Black Sonny when it came to interrogation.

Blackson's professional skills are definitely excellent; the cases of David Albert and Phil Dennis in the past demonstrate his ability.

Rosen also wanted to experience the authentic Mafia interrogation methods.

"Mr. Sonny, you should do it. I'm not good at this kind of thing."

Black Sonny nodded, then slowly walked towards Alberto.

"Sonny, just ask me anything! I'll definitely help you!"

Alberto's attitude was very sincere, as if he wanted to confess and receive leniency.

Unfortunately, Black Sonny was still determined to give him a hard time first, so he walked up behind Alberto and slammed his head onto the table.

boom!

Alberto felt dizzy instantly, and a bruise appeared on his forehead.

This action made Rosen frown slightly. Hitting the head first during interrogation would only make the person being interrogated dizzy, so that they wouldn't feel any subsequent attacks.

"Bruno, our relationship used to be quite good, it's a pity you made the wrong choice. Now, tell us what you know!"

Alberto looked at Black Sonny with a wronged expression. He was prepared to confess everything, since Francis had no chance of turning the tables. Confessing would save him some trouble. But Black Sonny came up and hit him right away.

Actually, the black-faced attack Sonny just now was mainly for Rosen's benefit, to show off his ruthlessness and work ethic.

This is a traditional skill of gangsters; they usually rely on violence to intimidate others.

However, this move was ineffective against Rosen, who felt that Black Sonny had used too much force.

"Please don't do this, Sonny! I'll tell you anything, I just beg for leniency from the family!"

"Lenient treatment? That's not something I can decide. My job is to make you spill everything, no matter what method I use!"

As he spoke, Black Sonny suddenly pulled out a dagger and stuck it between Alberto's fingers.

This action startled Alberto, who had actually done something similar before and was quite proud of it at the time.

But when he himself became the fish on the chopping block, Alberto's reaction was not much different from that of the person he had threatened.

"I'll tell you, I'll tell you everything!"

Alberto then recounted everything in detail.

However, it is obvious that what this guy said contained a lot of self-aggrandizement, basically shifting all the blame onto Francis and portraying himself as a simple executor.

Not even Rosen would believe such nonsense, let alone Black Sonny.

However, Francis will need to be interrogated later, and then the two people's testimonies will be compared to see who is lying.

Having written down everything, Black Sonny looked at Rosen.

"Mr. Rosen, do you have any questions for me?"

"Turn off the digital camera first. What I'm about to ask can't be recorded."

Black Sonny gave Leverti a look, and the other immediately turned off the digital camera.

"You two get out too."

Black Sonny hesitated for a moment, but still pulled Levitt out of the room.

Rosen pulled up a stool and sat down in front of Alberto. He first took out 15 cigarettes and tossed one to Alberto, then lit one for himself.

Then he took out a nuclear-powered lighter, lit a cigarette, and slid the lighter across the table to Alberto.

Alberto quickly lit a cigarette and took a puff; the pain in his head vanished instantly.

Next, Rosen took out a multi-functional voice recorder and started recording.

"Mr. Bruno, the question I'm about to ask is very important, so you'd better answer it carefully."

Alberto exhaled a smoke ring, his expression somewhat helpless.

How much more careful can I be in answering? Will this even allow me to survive?

Having participated in the murder of more than a dozen team leaders, Alberto knew that his chances of survival were extremely low.

After all, those team leaders are the backbone of the Bonanno family; each of them has relatives, friends, and subordinates.

These people, when united, form a very powerful force; no one would risk offending so many people for Alberto's sake.

So Alberto now only hopes to suffer less before he dies.

"I can't guarantee that, but I can make sure you're comfortable before you die."

Rosen's words intrigued Alberto, and he spoke after a moment of silence.

"Go ahead and ask."

Is Francis Ritchie working with Antonio Costa?

Alberto took a deep drag on his cigarette and then answered Rosen.

"I didn't see them talking directly, but I overheard Francis talking to Antonio on the phone a few times. There was definitely some kind of deal between them, but I don't know the details."

Rosen understood immediately; Antonio was indeed the problem.

However, Rosen did not want to investigate the matter further, because it was in Sofia's interest for Antonio to continue fighting with Felice.

Directly removing Antonio would only allow Felice to dominate the sport.

"There's one more question—"

Rosen looked extremely grim as he emerged from the interrogation room. Black Sonny and Levitt, standing some distance away, found his appearance rather odd.

"Mr. Rosen, what happened?"

"No, I just heard some bad news. Take Alberto Bruno away; you can interrogate Francis Ritchie now."

Blackson and Lefferty took Alberto away as Rosen instructed, and then sent Francis to the interrogation room.

A new round of interrogation began, and Rosen still didn't speak directly, letting Black Sonny do it first.

Black Sonny used the same old trick: first, he gave Francis a hard time.

Francis's reaction was completely different from Alberto's; the guy just laughed wildly after being hit.

"Hahaha----"

"Rich, what are you laughing at!"

Black Sonny was very unhappy; Francis's reaction was as if he were mocking his abilities.

Francis was laughing so hard he could hardly breathe, until he was punched by Black Sonny again, which stopped him from laughing.

"I was just thinking about you, Sonny. You were Old Martin's dog before, and now you're eager to be Sofia's dog? And this Asian guy, since when have Asians been allowed to participate in the Mafia's internal affairs?"

Black Sonny's expression turned extremely ugly. Lies are hard to hurt, but the truth is a deadly weapon.

"Looks like my punches weren't strong enough. Let me loosen up your muscles a bit more!"

As he spoke, Black Sonny rolled up his sleeves, ready to give Francis a few hard blows.

But at that moment, Rosen spoke up and stopped Black Sonny.

"Mr. Sonny, let's not make any more moves. Mr. Richie is Mr. Bonanno's godson, after all. We should give him some basic dignity."

These words made Black Sonny withdraw his fist, but Francis continued to provoke him.

"What, Black Sonny, have you turned into an Asian's dog again?"

These words almost made Black Sonny lose control, but luckily Levitt, who was next to him, caught him in time.

Rosen looked at Black Sonny with a warning in his eyes.

"Mr. Sonny, do you need to go outside and calm down?"

Black Sonny barely managed to control his emotions and shook his head to indicate that he didn't need it.

Rosen clearly enjoys Sophia's trust, and Black Sonny doesn't want to offend him.

Therefore, Rosen took the lead in the subsequent interrogation.

"Mr. Richie, you don't seem afraid at all?"

Francis still had a faint smile on his face.

"Is being afraid helpful? Can being afraid change my current situation?"

Fear cannot change reality, so Rosen nodded in agreement with Francis's words.

"You're right. It seems you do have something to rely on. Is it because you transferred family assets that you feel so confident?"

These words struck like a bolt from the blue, stunning everyone present.

Black Sonny and Leverti both looked at Rosen with disbelief.

"Mr. Rosen, are you telling the truth?"

Leverti was the one most concerned about this matter, because he was nearing retirement. If the Bonanno family ran out of money, it would mean he wouldn't have money for retirement, which was a matter of his livelihood.

Francis's smile also faded.

"Did Sofia say that?"

"Ms. Sofia is unaware of this situation. I guessed it after interrogating Alberto and seeing your performance."

Francis laughed heartily, his expression one of undisguised smugness.

"You guessed right, I have indeed transferred most of Bonanno's liquid assets and some of its assets to my own name!"

These words stunned Leverti, who rushed toward Francis, intending to hit him.

So, this time it was Black Sonny's turn to hug Leverti.

"You bastard, do you even know what you're doing?"

"Leverty, calm down!"

Black Sonny remained relatively calm. As a mid-level manager, he already had his own businesses, unlike Leverti who needed family support.

Rosen glared at Black Sonny and Leverti, whose behavior could easily affect the interrogation, and Francis became even more smug because of their performance.

"Mr. Richie, what's the point of what you're doing? You certainly can't spend that money now, so what's the use of laughing loudly?"

This even made Francis's expression freeze.

Indeed, Francis certainly didn't live to spend that money.

Francis glared fiercely at Rosen.

"Bring Sofia to see me, or I won't say another word!"

Rosen raised an eyebrow, sensing that Francis was pushing his luck.

"Mr. Richie, I've heard that the FBI has an interrogation method called waterboarding, which involves soaking a piece of brown paper in water and then covering the prisoner's face with it. The wet brown paper sticks tightly to the prisoner's face, making it impossible for him to open his eyes or breathe, as if he's being submerged in water, and the prisoner will gradually experience the feeling of suffocation."

Few prisoners have ever heard of waterboarding. Would you like to try it?

Francis's pupils contracted, and his eyes became slightly flustered.

"It's no use! Even if you torture me, I won't hand over the money. Bring Sophia to see me now!"

Francis knew very well that the assets he had transferred were his greatest protection; as long as the money wasn't recovered, the Bonanno family would certainly not blow him up.

Rosen gave Francis a deep look, then smiled.

"You two go and invite the lady here."

Black Sonny and Leverti exchanged a glance, then turned and left the interrogation room.

Five minutes later, Sofia entered the interrogation room alone.

"Rosen, what happened?"

Upon seeing Sophia, Francis's expression was complex, a mixture of resentment, infatuation, and struggle.

Rosen noticed Francis's complex emotions and his expression turned strange. He hadn't expected this guy to be such a sycophant.

"Sophia, Richie wants to see you."

Francis looked at Rosen in shock, knowing that until he was captured, he had only ever dared to call Sophia his godmother.

"You actually called her Sofia?"

"Is there a problem?"

Sofia naturally walked behind Rosen, placed her hands on his shoulders, and offered to pillow him.

Yes, it's a perfectly ergonomic pillow, soft and comfortable.

The two had discussed it beforehand. In front of outsiders, Rosen would always address Sophia as "Madam." If he called her by her first name, it would mean that their relationship would be exposed.

Now Rosen wants to provoke Francis in this way.

Sure enough, this guy couldn't hold back anymore. His eyes turned bloodshot, and he went berserk, wanting to attack Rosen.

Unfortunately, Leverti had the guy completely strapped to the chair, so he couldn't touch Rosen at all.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Rosen patted Sophia's hand, signaling her to step back a few steps, then pulled out a stun gun and walked towards Francis.

"Rich, would you like to try this again?"

Francis immediately regained his composure. The feeling of being electrocuted must have been unpleasant, especially since he had wet his pants last time.

Who knows if they'll bring something else out this time?

"None of you will get that money unless you let me leave America!"

(Still Sofia Bonanno)