Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 47 47. Case Convergence
Lane didn't ask a single question for the first five minutes of the interrogation.

He just used his hands to press deeply into Willis' skin with the triangular spikes on the outside of the glove, and then slowly and slowly pulled.

Different from the sudden and violent punch before, the pain of the skin being slowly torn off by steel and strength can be completely felt by Willis's body.

For a person who has just lost consciousness in his lower body and his sense of security has plummeted, this kind of slow pain can drive people crazy!

"Ah!!! Ah!!!"

The screams seemed to tear his own vocal cords apart.

"Ask! Ask! I will answer whatever you ask, as long as you kill me later! Ask quickly! Ask quickly!"

Willis' fingers scratched frantically on Lan En's steel wristband, and his nails turned over, leaving bloody finger marks.

But regardless of the quality of the armor of the High Bear School, or Lan En's own arm strength.

Willis' struggles seemed insignificant.

Lan En ignored his cries and continued to work. He didn't stop until the 5-minute alarm set by Mentos rang.

By this time Willis was terrified.

He knew intellectually that his information was needed, otherwise there would be no need for torture.

But Lan En's behavior of whether you can bear it or not, I will come for 5 minutes first, reveals an attitude that seems to not care about his life at all, which makes his sensibility overwhelm his reason.

Willis knew he was going to die, he knew it the moment his lumbar spine broke, but he didn't want any more pain before he died, not at all.

Lan En looked at the prisoner calmly with his blood-stained face, but Willis felt chills all over his body under such calm.

"First question, are you here for me?"

The witcher slightly loosened his fist on Willis.

"No! No! I don't even have a fucking idea who you are! We thought we just saw two unlucky people alone on the road and thought"

coincide?In other words, the possibility of seeking revenge disappeared.

But at the same time, it means another possibility has come true.

The words were accompanied by a howl of venting pain.

"Ah, I understand. Cannibals are not easy. It's normal to want to save some food, right?"

Lan En didn't seem to care about what Willis said later that he felt embarrassed to say.

"Second question, are you also the ones who abducted children on a large scale in Velen?"

"Yes, it's us. Although the child tastes better, we also need money. After we came to Waylon, someone paid a good price to buy the child."

Lan En looked at Willis and nodded calmly.

Even cannibals are unlikely to be divorced from social life.

Salt, iron, cloth, wood, livestock. Cannibals cannot do without these.

And if you want to be self-sufficient in these things, the manpower required is enough to form a small society.

But as long as you participate in the economic activities of the society—that is, spend money, these things are materials that can be easily obtained as long as you have money.

In this regard, the two major cases that have had the worst impact on Willen today, the cannibal sect and the large-scale missing children, can be identified as the same gang.

But Lan En's expression did not show the joy of solving the case.

He is not a detective and has no interest in solving crimes.

The merger of the two cases was just another layer of determination for him in a situation that was about to see blood.

No matter what other disgusting crimes they had, their lives were the price Lane had to demand from them the moment they shot Bernie and took White.

"The motivation is clear, let's talk about what's really important. Just one question."

The fingers of the studded leather gloves were separated and covered Willis's celestial cap.

The muscles on the fingers swelled inch by inch, and the blue veins bulged. Lan En's face, which was originally calm, seemed to be twitching at this moment because of the anger that could not be concealed at last.

Willis' upper body was grasped by the skull with his hands, pulling it slightly off the ground.

The cat's eyes were close to the other's eyes in Willis's expression of extreme panic and resistance.

"Tell me, where are you taking the baby?"

Willis, who knew everything, hesitated a little at this moment.

Lan En keenly captured this point.

"Ah, it's really not that simple, you hesitated. It seems that the place where those children are held is very important to you, and where is your base camp? It makes sense, after all, it is an important 'goods'. And the place of detention and the transportation point will not be too Far away, because the 'cargo' is very conspicuous, and you can only transport it by sea in Velen. Your base camp is facing the sea in the west of Velen?"

Mentos quickly proposed the possibility, and Lan En's consciousness simultaneously made a screening judgment.

In this icy anger, the operation efficiency of the demon hunter's brain cells was so fast that he himself was a little surprised.

Willis' eyes flickered suddenly in a panic.

From this Lane knew he had guessed correctly.

So, very abrupt.

The "bang" punch hit Willis' side face again.

His pupils became distracted in an instant. This extremely sudden punch completely blinded him both physically and psychologically.

And when he punched someone with his right fist, Lan En's left hand changed gestures synchronously.

A misty cold white magic aura aimed at Willis' head.

Axi Fayin.

Willis's head was dangling around his neck like a drunkard, delirious.

"Tell me where you are, Willis."

Lan En said without any waves, like a hypnotic setting.

"Wilun is not very big, you have seen my ability, how long will it take me to go all the places along the western coast of Weilun where dozens of hundreds of people can be hidden? Anyway, I can't hide it anymore, why don't you tell it to yourself How about a happy ending?"

One of the reasons why demon hunters can't rely on the sign of Axi to act recklessly is that the effect of the sign of Axi is extremely weak.

A fighter like Willis who fights head-on without changing his face will most likely only be stunned for less than two seconds after being hit by a spell.

Because of their firm will and surging killing intent.

The mind control skills of some powerful warlocks can make such a person turn around and chop off his wife and children without stopping.

But for the witcher's sorcerer's tricks—

Even if Lan En was a cliché, he had to weaken Willis' body and spirit first, then suddenly beat him up, and then gave a barely consistent reason to make Willis speak without reservation.

"Yes, yes, I can't hide it anyway."

Willis' words were like talking in sleep.

"On the western coast of Willen, near a village called Candale, we set up camp among the hills."

"The village? Has that village been eaten up by you?"

Lan En flicked the skin fragments wrapped around the three-edged nails of the glove, and asked softly.

"No 'Head Eater' won't allow us to hunt close. We won't even be in Velen for two years before we're discovered."

"'Head Eater'? Who's that?"

"Our leader we don't know what his original name was, and he never said it. It's just because he likes to eat boiled heads, so we call him that."

Lan En wiped his hand on his lower back, and the cold light of the hunting knife flickered in his palm.

"You don't even know his name, so you just recognize him as the boss? When did the criminal gang gain so much trust?"

"Because... he can bring food and get money. He is the one who brought back the children's sale this time. It was also his idea that I wear this outfit. Although he looks like a wild boar with no brains, he is actually the most intelligent. Nice. Wait! What are you going to do? What did I say?! No, no, this is different from what you said! Different! Ahh!!!!"

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