Chapter 1656: The blanchman and the scapegoats(2/3)
"Wow!"
Another ladle of water was poured down, and the man let out another scream. His other foot was immediately burned red, and dense blisters appeared.
Without any pause at all, Wei Ran took another scoop of water and picked up a burning stone again.
"I said"
The man lying on the chair said with difficulty. Seeing that Wei Ran didn't stop what he was doing, he immediately sped up his speech, "We want to kidnap you, and after getting the evidence in Mexier and your hands, we still need you to come forward to clarify."
Those things before were all fake.”
"Go on, I'm listening."
Wei Ran said casually and threw another hot stone into the wooden ladle.
Swallowing unconsciously, the person lying on the bed finally revealed something that Wei Ran was interested in, "Let us go, and I'll tell you who sent us."
"If you don't want to say it, just say it. I don't have to know the answer."
Before Wei Ran finished speaking, a ladle of boiling water was poured on his fractured knee, and there was a new burst of screams.
He really didn't need to know who sent them here. Anyway, there was always a wrongdoer and a debtor, so all he needed to do was to know the big deal. He was just inviting this person to the sauna to see if there would be any unexpected surprises.
"He's in Kazan!"
The man lying on the bench regained his composure and said quickly, "But he already knows that we have failed. If we don't hurry up, he may run away!"
"If I had said no earlier, I wouldn't have suffered."
Although Wei Ran said this, he did not stop boiling water in his hands, and he did not even ask further questions.
“Kirstone Hotel!”
The person lying on the bench hurriedly called out the name of a hotel, and then told the other person the house number of the hotel.
"How did you inform him that the operation failed?"
The reason why Wei Ran asked this was because he had just seen that not only were there no identity documents among the things stripped from the bodies, but the only communication tool was a walkie-talkie.
"We lost the phone after we informed him to retreat."
The man looked nervously at Wei Ran, who was walking over again with a ladle of water. He also tried his best to shrink his body and try to avoid the scalding boiling water that might be poured down at any time.
"Last question, did you do anything to my car?" Wei Ran asked with a smile.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "No!" the man replied immediately.
"Clang"
Wei Ran threw the water ladle into the corner, turned around and walked out of the steaming sauna room, and then saw Mr. Culp waiting in the lobby.
"Why are you here?" Wei Ran asked strangely.
"I heard that you had an accident. I was going to be a guest at Ji Ma's house, so I came over to take a look." Culp explained with a smile.
"just?"
Wei Ran looked at the other party suspiciously, and then said with almost certainty, "So you put those people in on purpose?"
"Almost"
Culp admitted that the process was unexpectedly pleasant, "The only flaw was that they couldn't contact you when they were let in, and your phone was turned off.
But I believe you won’t fall into the hands of such a few people, and they won’t kill you right away.”
"So what is it for this time?"
Wei Ran asked angrily, "Aren't you worried that they will accidentally kill me?"
"You are the best student we have ever taught"
Culp looked more confident than Wei Ran himself at this time, "If you can't handle this little trouble, we old guys can line up and go jump in the Volga River together."
"I really appreciate you trusting me so much"
Wei Ran snorted angrily, sat down across a table from the other party, and threw the captured silent Makarov pistol on the table, "I just heard from them, there is someone else."
In Ker..."
"Don't worry, I've been caught."
Culp was still smiling, "The reason why I let them arrest you is to arrest that person."
Seeing that Wei Ran seemed to be ready to say something, Culp added proactively, "The interrogation has already begun. There may be surprises."
"Is this your purpose?" Wei Ran asked suspiciously.
"I?"
Culp burst into laughter, shook his head slightly and explained, "It's just a deal. I hope to ensure your safety. Someone hopes to use your fat bait to catch some spies."
"spy?"
Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, then quickly changed the subject, "So I'm still making bait, how many more times will it be next?"
“Probably the last time”
Culp gave Wei a cigarette to light, and said as if coaxing a child, "Don't show that expression. You cause trouble by yourself. I'll ask friends to help you solve these troubles. You will always have to do it yourself."
It will take some effort."
"Remember to tell him in advance next time," Wei Ran helped the other party light the cigarette and complained slightly dissatisfied.
"They suddenly decided to take action at noon today."
Culp explained in the swirling fog, "When I called you, I couldn't get through. By the way, what were you doing at noon?"
"Meditation, take off your clothes and hide yourself in a tree hole to meditate, pretending you are a brown bear preparing to hibernate."
Wei Ran casually made up an extremely nonsense excuse, then raised his finger and pointed at the sauna rooms where people were locked up, "What about those people who were caught?"
"Are your Hela girls still in need of teaching aids?" Kapoor still had the same smile when he asked this question.
"These are all clues," Wei Ran reminded pointedly.
"Crack!"
Culp snapped his fingers, and Greva, who was standing at the door, immediately ran over.
"Kill those people and let them leave Russia on our transport plane tonight and throw them into the Pacific Ocean."
Culp casually ordered, and pointed at the Makarov pistol that Wei Ran had just thrown on the table.
Greva waved in the direction of the door, and immediately a few gangsters walked in.
"Bring them out," Greva said, having already picked up the pistol, pulled the slide and loaded the bullet.
Not long after, everyone, including the unlucky guy who had been boiled by Wei Ran, was carried out.
Without any courtesy at all, in front of Wei Ran and Culp, Greva put his gun to the back of these people's heads and pulled the trigger one after another.
"Gleva has the potential to become a hero," Wei Ran commented with a smile.
"He will live the good life he dreamed of."
Culp looked at Greva who was refilling the corpse's heart and muttered casually.
"Uncle Culp, Mr. Victor, you guys talk first, I'll take these goods to the airport first."
Greva said, placing the pistol with the empty magazine back on the table, then calling to his younger brother, he led the dead kidnappers out of the sauna villa guarded by anti-aircraft artillery.
"What plans do you have next?" Wei Ran asked bluntly.
"Soon someone will help you draw firepower."
Culp said quite firmly, "If you want, you can continue camping. In addition, just pretend not to know what happened tonight."
After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran understood the meaning of the other party's words.
Obviously, as long as you pretend that nothing happened, you are convinced that this trouble was solved secretly by the authorities.
However, Culp just said that someone helped attract firepower, which made Wei Ran subconsciously think of Ms. Page.
"Okay, I'm going back."
Before he finished speaking, Culp had already stood up and left the sauna villa that smelled faintly of blood.
What the hell is this?
Wei Ran shook his head helplessly, but he couldn't find any fault at all. If he was to blame for this, he really had to blame himself for not being upright enough.
Without touching the pistol with Greva's fingerprints on the table, Wei Ran also stood up, took off the rubber gloves he had been wearing, put them in his pocket, and walked out of the villa.
"Arrange a car to take me back to the campsite."
Wei Ran said to Asma, "Go back on your own, remember to find a justifiable excuse."
Before he finished speaking, he had already randomly chosen a car to get in and drove towards the camping site again.
After sending away the Hela girl who had sent him, Wei Ran walked around the car and observed it carefully, and then removed a small piece of TNT explosive from under the chassis, which was not big enough but was enough to blast through the chassis and seats.
I knew you were so stupid and didn’t tell the truth!
Wei Ran snorted, threw away the explosive block in his hand, took out his cell phone and called Greva, asking him to find someone to tow the car away and send it to their own car repair shop to disassemble a part.
To be continued...