When he heard the word Monroe from the young nurse, Ah Chou knew it was over. He originally wanted to make up this joke about Monroe, but after seeing the police jumping up from the chair, he realized that nothing he said was useless. According to his previous experience, it was inevitable to do it. His eyes were turned around in the ward to see if there were any guys nearby who could do anything.

"I understand, Wind Itachi William died at Monroe's hands." The policeman calmed down, took a deep breath, stared at Acuo's eyes and continued: "So, you did the high-level dark nights that were missing before? Monroe is the dark night no.1, what does he want to do..."

"You have a murder case!" Relying on the police being by your side and adding such exciting topics, the young nurse seemed a little excited and pointed at Acuo and continued, "I knew you were not a good person..."

Before the little nurse could finish her words, the police suddenly turned around and glared at her: "It's so noisy - shut up!" When the mouth was out, the rubber hose of the ventilator next to the bed suddenly flew towards the little nurse like a snake. Acuo only felt a flash in front of her eyes, and then the rubber hose was wrapped around her neck. As the hose quickly contracted, the little nurse's face instantly turned into a pig's liver color, and her tongue spit out half a foot.

The little nurse struggled to grow her mouth, but she couldn't even say a word. In just a blink of an eye, the rubber hose fell into her flesh. With the sound of "Kaba", the little nurse's head was placed on her chest at an incredible angle. In just three or five seconds, the little girl who was just cursing with her waist on the street died in front of Acuo.

Acuo originally wanted to give him a moment while the police were distracting his attention. He had already picked up the shelf for infusion beside him. However, before he could take the next move, the young nurse had already died on the spot. At this time, he was slamming the policeman who had turned around. When Acuo was about to hold the infusion shelf and smash it at the policeman, the stainless steel shelf in his hand suddenly became uncontrollable. One end of the shelf was twisted and deformed, and it suddenly smashed Acuo's head.

Acuo's attention was on the police. When he realized something was wrong, his head was already hit hard. Then his eyes turned dark and he knew nothing about the rest.

When Acuo opened his eyes again, he realized that he was no longer in the ward. He was sitting on a chair, with his hands handcuffed behind his back. There was a small table in front of him, and a small old man from Southeast Asia was squatting in front of him, holding a needle containing blue liquid in his hand. He probably wanted to give Acuo a needle.

After seeing Acuo open his eyes, the old man was stunned for a moment, then put away the needle in his hand. He spoke to the people behind him in a mouthful of impure English: "He woke up, much faster than expected."

At this time, Acuo had a split headache. Apart from the little old man in front of him, he only saw a few confused figures in the distance. Maybe he had a slight concussion on his head just now. Now Acuo was vague in everything he saw, and he had to wait half a beat to react if there was any situation around him.

When the figures approached, Acuo could barely see clearly that the three people were walking over, one of them was the fake policeman. However, he had already changed into casual clothes and did not deliberately have a banana style like a returnee Chinese.

Apart from this fake policeman, the other two people, one white and one black, were already standing in front of Acuo. A white man who seemed to be the leader said to the fake policeman in English: "You ask him, is the person who is with him in the hospital Monroe? What is their relationship?"

Before the fake policeman could translate, Acuo endured the pain in his head, looked up at the man, and said, "I don't know Monroe, I only know an American lawyer named Smith. As for whether he is the Monroe you are looking for, please ask him, don't mess with me like this..."

"We can communicate directly, that would be great." Seeing that Acuo could understand English, the white man who took the lead smiled. Then he pulled a chair from the side and sat in front of him, looking at Acuo with a little confused look on his face, and said, "Now please introduce us to the gentleman named Smith. How did you meet him? Why did you kill Feng Yi and other high-level dark nights?"

Seeing Acuo lowering his head again, she looked like she was planning to hold it to the end. The man smiled and took out a cigarette, but didn't see him ignite it. With a "wow", the cigarette had already lit it. After spraying a cigarette ring on Acuo's head, the man continued, "If you want to use this kind of silent method or make up a story to deal with it, then I can only use other methods to let you tell the truth. Please believe me, I don't want to use that inhuman method from the bottom of my heart."

Seeing that Acuo lowered his head and still had no intention of speaking, the man shrugged his shoulders and continued, "Okay, I understand what you mean. Bonen..." When he said this, he turned to the old man in South Asia who had the needle just now and said, "The following is your job. For Monroe's sake, please don't hurt Mr. Lin's life. Of course, maybe not long after, Mr. Lin will take the initiative to ask you to end his life..."

The little old man named Bonen smiled and took a large box from the side. He opened the suitcase in front of Acuo, and the things in the box were divided into two parts: utensils and medicine. Enbang first placed some knife and pliers and strange utensils one by one in front of Acuo. When the table was almost filled, he took out a cigarette box size. Guri was put into Acuo's mouth and said, "This is a time to prevent you from being able to bear it for a while, bite your tongue out of control. If you bite it, you nod hard when you will say anything. However, this set of utensils has never been fully used, and usually no one will end after more than the first five rounds. I hope you can hold on for a while. After all, you are a friend of Monroe. I bet you can hold on until the sixth round, and maybe you can see the seventh round."

Acuo looked at the things on the table coldly, then opened his mouth to the old man and asked him to stuff the strange mouth into his mouth. Then the old man took out the handcuffs and handcuffed Acuo's hands to the legs and armrests of the chair. Then he started the first step, using a small pliers to "bite" Acuo's fingernails, and he could pull out his nails with just one force.

Just a second before the little old man was about to take action, Acuo suddenly spit out the mouth in his mouth and shouted: "I said! Don't do it!"

When Acuo shouted, a look of disappointment appeared on Bangen's face. After looking at the young man tied to the chair with some disdain, he moved his pliers away from his nails and gave the acre of three-point land to the people behind him.

"It would be great if you don't hurt your kindness." The white man just now sat opposite him again with a smile. In order to show sincerity, he personally opened the handcuffs on Acuo's hand. Then he continued: "Now we can say, what is your relationship with Monroe? What is his purpose in leaving Dark Night with a fraud? Also, did you do the recent disappearance of the high-level Dark Night?"

While moving his wrists, Acuo said, "I'm still a little confused now. You have to give me a cigarette to slow down." The man in charge smiled and took out the cigarette and put it in Acuo's mouth. Just like before, he still didn't see an open flame this time. After a fire suddenly appeared on the cigarette butt, a wisp of blue smoke began to vent.

At this time, Acuo had completely recovered. Although his head still felt like he was still as painful as before he woke up from a hangover. However, he had already seen the people and environment around him clearly. It seemed like a warehouse. Although he could not see any goods, he could still see traces of long-term placement of items.
Chapter completed!