"Well, what are you doing! I can't believe you hit a kid!"
"What?"
I modestly decorated my voice and played a good barbarian. I want to find out a few more things, so let's do a little more specific interrogation.
"Uh, uh... what, what? You, what about you?"
As soon as I ran in, he panicked and took a step back.
Certainly, anyone would panic if I were to protrude, almost like an armed freak. I wonder if he was terrified from the middle. He turned around and tried to run.
I shouted again at that moment.
"What are you doing beating up a child! You have no admission! Quit now!"
- You seem to have a moderate sense.
"... ha? Admit it? What the fuck are you talking about? Hey, hey. Get the fuck out of here before you see blood. Don't get into our business. Didn't you learn that when you get into someone else's business in a slum, you're behind it?"
Then, the one who changed his attitude at once shouted loudly.
Originally, the more polite these guys are, the louder they look at each other. You stupid son of a bitch. How long is this gonna take?
The one who sees my consultative attitude clears the choice to run and leaves the force. Anyway, let's keep acting for a while.
"Motherfucker! You bothered me!"
I don't think so. He kicks again and knocks Lina down. "Argh!" Lina screams again after being hit.
Fuck.
- Bubbles.
At that moment, the knife house almost burst into flames.
I suppressed it and shouted.
"Stop hitting me! What did he do wrong?"
Like a man who would never use violence, I spoke without touching him, despite Lina's suffering. This Mind bastard seemed to have gained confidence in that attitude.
"Ha, that's annoying. I can't pay the prize and hit him. What, are you gonna pay me back?"
He chewed like he didn't even think he'd be right. Just shrinking my facial muscles and sucking my face at me.
I'm starting to feel more and more convinced that I'm a Mind pagan.
"What, a payment? Are you sure you're walking the bounty?"
"I have to pay to live in this area."
As he pretended to be embarrassed, he sighed. It's like I'm really tired of looking at a kid who doesn't know anything.
"I don't know where he came from. This is a law that has its own laws. It's natural, so if you don't want to pay for it, get the hell out of here. I can actually kill him."
Start with you, you son of a bitch. Raise your eyes.
I just want to say that.
"... if you don't pay the price?"
"What? Are you going to give it to me?"
Reacting to the sound of giving money, he opened his eyes like a frog. But I kept watching, so it was fun.
"... how much?"
"Give it to me for real?"
"I asked."
"Umm..."
Think about that for a second.
"Well, there's nothing you can't watch if you give me a silver. That was his quota in the first place... but, brother. Do you have a hobby like that? You were as mean as you looked, weren't you? I like it."
Does it make sense to have a silver quota, you little fucker? That's not how many kids collect coffee beans in Ethiopia, you unrealistic son of a bitch.
"If you like it, I can introduce you to a good store... Of course, I'll have to pay the introduction fee. A shop for guys with great hobbies like you."
It appears to be a homicidal robbery and even an unlawful sex trade. This is no longer enough for the word Minnesota.
The real name of this son of a bitch who would cry was Demon.
In international law, these people are not guilty of making stew. Rather, the United Nations recommends killing these people. The campaign is open quarterly.
"Don't give it to me, mister! You ripped five silver from me last time!"
"No, you fucking bitch! Hey! Will you shut up?! Then I can sell it to a real brothel!"
At that time, Lina had a good time acting.
"Five silver...? That's how big the payoff is?"
"Shut up and give me the money, brother. I'm not feeling so good right now. You're not going to change your mind, are you? I don't want to imagine, but if you do, you can't get out of here alive."
You son of a bitch... you're going to be a mess now.
You stupid son of a bitch, will I lose to you? I want to tell you to look at your body and equipment. If you can think of anything like that, I won't rob you here.
And I'm not laughing.
"... I'll give you an explanation for the 5 Silver."
"Hah, this motherfucker is real."
It is the most tense moment.
- I acted purely for this.
"Yes, I got it. What do you want to do?"
Give me an answer.
"Found it, you seed-eight-year-old."
"Huh?"
I hope you hear it.
"A thousand horseback riding ceilings."
- Quajic.
"Huff.. Ugh?! Argh! Uh-uh...? Oh, Glug...!"
There's nothing more to see.
I immediately put a ceiling on his abdomen.
And his back was bent like a shrimp, and he knelt on his knees, and thrust his face to the ground. The ceiling of a thousand horseback riding boats is not a feat for these bastards to endure.
Even the effects of the Son of Man would have caused Chudem to enter the Demon.
"Gehh? Gegg... Gegg... Huff!"
A Mine who flicks his eyes and bubbles with his mouth... Is that a Code of Conduct?
I seized his ankle with a seizure. Now I think we should go in the right place, interrogate him, figure out the flow of money, and get it back.
I can finally get my money back.
I see the end of the job.
It would be very expensive for me to move for a week.
"Oh, brother..."
That's how I grabbed his ankle and dragged him, so Lina follows me.
"Are you all right?"
"Yes... I've been hit so much so far that it's okay... but..."
"Tsk, you've had a hard life. Anyway, let's go. We need to interrogate him from now on."
"..."
- Vagina.
"Species--"
I used to close my mouth instead of calling on my teacher's compass.
What I'm trying to do from now on is judge this demon and ask where the money is. I can't sing sacred songs to do that.
"Ultimate... Agh... Geheh..."
"This son of a bitch is in bad shape."
Maybe I hit him too hard to rupture his gut.
I managed to control the power, but once I was a Mine, I knew it would be a little more durable than a human.
It seemed like a misjudgement.
"Argh!"
It is the level of blood that is emanating from the mouth.
You're not looking through this, are you?
Then you'll miss all the meat you caught.
Let's interrogate him as soon as possible before he dies.
Whatever happens, I have to get my money back.
- Woong Sung Woong.
I dragged some nuclear torpedoes around, so the sight of the street caught my attention. I see all kinds of dogs gathering like they have a good viewing distance, so I can't do it without tightening them.
"Go!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Hiiq!!!!"
"Monster, monster!!"
"Serial killer!!!!"
I screamed once in a long time in anger, so everyone fell asleep and ran away.
You little bastards.
"Lina. Is there an empty building nearby?"
"Ah... I think so. Please follow me."
"Yes."
I followed Lina's instructions and dragged her with me. Despite this upheaval, it was the slum quality that was nothing.
"... Oh, Zipper Creepers."
On that inhuman quality, a demonic song came to mind.
"Where did you get that eye?"
It's so... it fits so well with the situation right now, I stopped shaking my shoulders and singing.
"What kind of song is that?"
"An ominous... demon song."
From now on, I must judge the devil.
- Jill.
Following Lina, a small, empty warehouse-like building appeared in the alley. I think I found this place even when I interrogated Elise and the pagans.
- Quang!
"Argh!"
I literally threw a mine against the wall. Seeing you scream, it seemed like it was too far to go.
Then it's time.
I have to let you pay for my money.
"Lina, go look at the net."
"Yes..."
You seem scared, so let Lina see the net. It's not a good sight for the kids. Originally, babies should be happy and beautiful.
- Gross.
I pulled out the knife and approached the giant that was spreading on the floor.
"So let's start a real conversation. Do you know if it's the mouth of truth?"
"Shush...!"
"A mouth that speaks only the truth is called the mouth of truth."
"Krog...! Ha.. Ha.. Please, don't do this..!"
The one who was sober enough to talk dragged his ass backwards as he looked at me with frightened eyes. However, what was behind his back was a wall, not an emergency.
I can't run.
"Is your mouth really the mouth of truth, or is it the mouth of falsehood? Uh-huh."
"Why, why are you doing this! Wrong! Sorry! I didn't even know the subject and I was close! Please save me!"
"Son of a bitch. The situation is fast."
I hold the knife upside down and raise my face to him.
"I can live a long time. Don't you want to live long? Uh-huh."
"Yes...? Yes, yes! Of course! I want to buy it for a long time... Heh, heh. Hehehe..."
"Uh-huh."
"Hehehe..."
"Uh-huh."
"Hehehe."
"Uh-huh."
"Hey-"
"-Don 't laugh, motherfucker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
All of a sudden, he starts splitting up and sticks a knife in his back, just like the rest of his anger explodes.
- Phew!
"Shuaaaaaaah!!!!!!!"
Immediately, blood gushed out as the back of the hand pierced through.
"This son of a bitch has a situation to laugh at and a situation not to laugh at! How dare you make fun of me!! This is a challenge for me!!!"
"Argh...! Argh! Argh!!"
"Be quiet!!!!!!!!"
Subsequently, Mine burst into a loud cry with a scream, feeding the Gauntlet Honey Night (a violent beating). It was an unpleasant sound that seemed to howl as the monster that was born fell into the fallout.
"Argh!!!!"
"Tell me! Why the hell did you steal my money? The blessing and blessing of the orderly Eijer Mart and the blessing of Hwang-woong are certainly with me and Elise. And it contained Lina's soul! Why did you steal it!!! I don't understand!!!"
I tried to reference the interrogation in my own way, but I couldn't stand the anger because the perpetrator was in front of me. I shook my hand and kicked Taekwondo with a stabler to the crying Mine.
- Puck!
- Puebuck!
"Krog! Argh! Hahaha..! You're stealing money! I don't know what you're talking about...! Huuuuuuuu!"
"This cocksucker still pulls the shishishimi off? You said you took it before!!!"
"Well, I don't know what the hell that is... what the story is!!!"
"Son of a bitch still alive!!! I look like a dick!! You insect!!!"
He keeps pulling out the duck, making it unbearable.
"Give me your hand!"
I communicated with him with the intention of cutting off his finger.
These unconscious bastards immediately cut off a few fingers and a new conscience emerges.
Let's be conscientious injector Gimcott today.
"Now, wait a minute! Wait! I did it wrong! I stole the money!"
"I didn't just say it!"
"Well, that's why I just...!"
"I've changed my mind again!!!! Aaaaaaaah!!!"
- Anger.
"Give me your hand!"
"Hiiq!"
When he grabbed his arm violently, he fiercely resisted. It's like an Iron Man, and red blood comes out of his hand.
"Give me your hand! Hover!!!!"
"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!"
"No way, you fucking criminal!"
- Phew!
He doesn't give a hand, so he stops impulsively putting a knife in his forearm. A scream of pain burst out with red blood cells.
"Turn it off!!!"
That's good.
Now we can have a proper conversation.
Before starting the original interrogation, you have to completely break the will of resistance by stretching your bullshit like this.
Otherwise, he could be lying.
It is the mouth of truth, to say the least.
Perhaps this was the British Army Intelligence Department's policy during the Second World War.
"Sniff...!"
"I'll count to three, so be quiet until then. You have to leave alive, don't you? You're not gonna have a mother, either."
"Hoo, hoo...! Whoo! Whoo! Joe, I'll be quiet...!"
"Yeah, I thought about it. Take a deep breath."
I also stabbed him a few times, so he immediately started to cooperate with me.
Conscience is infused.
He began to breathe according to my words, suppressing the pain with fear.
I finally told him who was calm.
"What's your name?"
"Keys... this is Keython... hoo."
The name of Mine is Kishon.
"Yes, Kishon... no fucking name? What the hell did your mom call you?"
"..."
"I really didn't want to have you. Haesha, when you see this big, what kind of mother in the world would want to have a baby? I don't care about this. I don't care if she comes."
I'm talking about the Virgin.
Even if the mother of the Virgin came, I could not think of giving birth to Kishon.
"..."
It's good.
When I saw that I didn't react when I hit the padlip, I definitely felt like my resistance was broken.
Then it's time to start interrogating.
"Hey, Kishon. You said you took the girl's five silver coins earlier, right?"
"Yes, I did..."
Keython, who answers in a gentle way.
Previously, the tone of the arrogant and disturbing tone had long since disappeared to the other side. He was the rest of the over-injected conscience, the polite young man.
"Why did you do that?"
"..."
"Why did you do that?"
I wipe the blood on his shoulder with the knife, and he opens his mouth immediately.
"Well, that's... that's... actually, I have to pay the organization... that's, that's why those kids are... ripping off the beep, ripping off the beep... making money."
"I see. Yes... you can. The payment is important."
It's a payment.
"Cancer, by the way."
It's not important to pay the repayment.
"Something like that."
I stretched my horse meaninglessly as I watched Keythorn desperately press his arms and hands to bleed.
"Very good. Very good. Of course you should."
Your own blood that escapes in real-time.
"The repayment is not important."
- Stretch my words.
"And cancer."
I'm pretty sure it is.
"I, please... please let me get treatment... well, I'll answer anything, okay? Please..."
Keethon has been begging me to find out what that means.
I have this intuition that I will die of bleeding. The bleeding isn't that big, so I'm going to hold on for a long time, but I'm terrified.
What kind of a coward do you think he is?
It's the end of the world.
"Then the day I took those five silver coins. Explain how you took it. Oh, I've heard all the stories already, so don't think about it. If you play real gura, I might turn you into a pirate roulette game."
- Chop chop chop!
I cast a shoe dragon island in the air with a knife.
"Well, then..."
That's how the mouth of truth opened.