What kind of people can withstand torture to extract a confession?

Specially trained? No pain? Or do you have some kind of unswerving faith?

In any case, the young thief does not belong to any of the above categories.

Therefore, Harry could no longer hold it.

He explained all the nasty things he had had since childhood, but it was a pity that these were not what Capone wanted to hear.

As a result, the torture continued.

The scumbags of the Clover Brotherhood had no bottom line at all. In order to make Harry speak, they used all means.

It didn't take long for the poor thief to be tortured into an inhuman form.

Two hooks used to hang pork passed under his collarbone and hung him up. The whole body is covered with **** weal marks. An eyeball has been dug out, and the place where the nose was originally has become one. Hole of flesh and blood, a long wooden stick with burrs was stuffed in the buttocks...

Harry passed out several times, but was immediately awakened by the soldering iron.

It wasn't until the executioner was holding a knife with a cold light and was about to cut off a certain male characteristic between Harry's legs, that he finally collapsed.

"Master Capone, I said, I said!"

Capone gestured to the executioner blankly, then said to Harry: "Go ahead, my patience is limited."

Harry can't care about anything at this time. In order to get rid of the current hell, he can only make the wisest choice-throw the pot.

"My lord, I acted with me last night, and Bruce! I didn't see any bonds at all. This kid must have stolen it, it must be him!"

"Blu?" Capone frowned, but this time he didn't question the thief in front of him.

If it was really the bond stolen by the other party, he would have admitted it a long time ago, and he would not wait until now that he was tortured into a half-worn person before he would be willing to confess.

So Capone looked at Orlando.

Orlando nodded and said, "I'll find Bru."

...

Blu tried to open his sleepy eyes, only to find that there was only a vague shadow in front of him.

After getting drunk last night, he went to find a skilled woman and fought for hundreds of rounds. Now the whole person is light and unconscious.

But soon, he was forced to wake up.

Wow!

Bulu only felt that a basin of cold water was poured from his head, and in an instant he had a cold war, and the phantom in front of him finally took shape.

Then he recognized Orlando.

"Father!" Brue shouted immediately as if he had found some kind of support.

Orlando is not actually Bruce's father, or to be precise, not his biological father.

There are many orphans without father and mother in Alfalfa City. Their best destiny is to be adopted by a big boss.

Of course, this so-called adopted son is completely incomparable with the noble adopted son with inheritance rights.

Orlando has nothing to inherit from his adopted children. He adopted orphans, of course, not out of kindness, but just wanting some little brothers who will sacrifice their lives for himself.

Therefore, there are more than three hundred adopted sons like Blue in Orlando...

Therefore, Bru's shout did not stir up any waves in Orlando's heart. He looked at his adopted son blankly and said coldly:

"Broo, did you act with Harry last night?"

"Yes, father. I was outside to help Harry out last night, he went in and stole something, and then gave me a gold coin."

"Out of the air?" Orlando frowned. "You didn't go in and get things yourself?"

Bru shook his head quickly like a rattle: "No."

Capone sat aside and hummed impatiently when he heard this, urging him.

Orlando squatted in front of Bru, took out a bond, and asked in a self-thinking gentle and affectionate tone: "Brook, tell my father, did you take this kind of thing?"

"Father, I didn't enter the caravan's residence at all." Bruce shook his head again and again, then glanced at the bond in Orlando's hand, and denied even more firmly, "Really, father, I have never entered the caravan's residence at all. I've seen it."

Orlando's eyes finally cooled, his patience was gradually exhausted, and he asked for the last time: "My child, you don't know the true value of this kind of thing at all. This is not something you can covet, even me. Dare to touch it!

Hand it over, Master Capone and I can guarantee your safety, and even give you a sum of money that is enough for you to squander a lifetime.

However, if you continue to be stubborn, don't blame me for not talking about father and son! "

"Father, I'm really telling the truth! You must believe me!" Blue cried, hugging Orlando's thigh, "Harry must have stolen it, and he blamed me! It must be the case! You! You can interrogate Harry!"

Orlando's face gradually stiffened, and a wave of anger ignited from his chest. He knocked Bruce to the ground with one foot, and roared:

"Harry, we have already interrogated, now it's your turn!"

After speaking, he nodded to the executioner who was already eager to try, and then turned his head, as if he couldn't bear to look again.

"Father! Father! You must believe me... Ah! Save me! Ah! Ah..."

The screams of screams echoed in the room, and the smell of blood mixed with feces and urine gradually diffused.

...

City Lord's Mansion of Clover City.

"Father, I found out that the caravan entering the city belongs to the North Wind Chamber of Commerce."

"Northwind Chamber of Commerce?" Ron, of course, had heard the name of this chamber of commerce. After all, the Northwind Chamber of Commerce is the largest chamber of commerce in the North.

Moreover, he also heard that Arnold, the chairman of the North Wind Chamber of Commerce, had some unhappiness with Count Angele because of the establishment of the North Border Foreign Trade Company.

"What was stolen from the caravan, have you checked it out?" Ron asked again.

"I checked it out, it is said to be a bond of great value!"

"It's the kind of bond recently issued by the St. Hild family?"

"Yes."

"Haha." Ron smiled faintly. "It seems that when they came to report the crime, they didn't tell the truth."

When the caravan came to the police station to report the incident this morning, they only said that they had lost some gold coins and important documents.

"The caravan should be afraid to tell the truth. After all, the bonds are so valuable that even Capone has been alarmed and is reviewing it personally." Jason said affirmatively.

The loose organization of the Alfalfa Brotherhood has no confidentiality at all. The moment Capone told Orlando about the matter, the news leaked out immediately.

Ron stopped talking, pacing back and forth in the room.

He suddenly felt that this matter might not be as simple as it seems.

How did the Northwind Chamber of Commerce come to Alfalfa City with a huge bond?

Who are their trading partners?

The reason why Capone is so nervous ~lightnovelpub.net~ is that the huge value of the bonds makes him also moved? Or did the big Eastern man behind him speak?

Of course, the most important thing is, what impact will this event have on Clover City?

Jason watched Ron staying silent, feeling a little anxious in his heart, so he took the initiative to ask: "Father, what should we do?"

Ron pondered for a while before he said: "You go to the Red Maple Manor now and tell Count Angele about this."

Jason touched the back of his head and hesitated: "Father, didn't you say that you should condone these northern merchants to smuggle in Alfalfa City? Why are you taking the initiative to alarm Earl Anglia now?"

"Because... this North Wind Merchant will have a problem!" Ron said solemnly, "Don't ask any more, you leave immediately!"

"Yes!" Jason had to suppress his doubts, turned and walked out.

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