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Chapter 855 Bad luck?

Eric continued as he watched the woman pay attention to her reaction, "Our world is actually different from the world that ordinary people know. We have a set of our own laws. There are no heroes or martyrs in this law. Those are stories for ordinary people. There are only survival and tasks in our world. Before you are discovered, everything is for tasks and after being arrested, shouldn't you plan for your own survival?"

Seeing that the other party continued not to speak, Eric continued: "Your people will soon cut off all contact with you. If they find out, they will definitely do this, but in my opinion, they should not have such an opportunity at this moment. Maybe they will still wait for you to send out information on time. Don't refuse to admit it, you can infer it through your whereabouts. Those who send you information will soon be arrested, and it should be tonight. Those who definitely won't be as firm as you? I think they will tell us all the future and the end of the game soon."

Eric said and observed the woman's reaction. Seeing that he was still as if he was not afraid of boiling water, Eric continued: "This is not something they can know from their mouths. In fact, they may not be able to say anything. We also know this. They should only know what to do, but they do not know why they do that. But these things are always traceable. Every time you hand over, it won't be on a whim. At least not, it's not at all."

After thinking about it, Eric continued, "You rarely contact, or even basically don't contact each other. Because you have already formulated the rules of the game that belongs only to you. That is to convey the message with a certain code according to time and place."

As Eric said, he came to the window south of the room, opened the window and looked to the south. He could clearly see the location where Albert had parked before from this location. Eric smiled and turned his head and said, "Every time you will stand here and look at the parking lot. The person who conveyed the information will come here on time and park the car in the agreed position you have agreed." Eric said as he looked at Ebina Fezgao, and saw that she still lowered her head and did not speak, he continued

: "The person who passes intelligence does not have intelligence every time. After all, it is stealing, not a matter of justice. But the person who passes it comes out through the convenience of work, so when there is no intelligence, he still has to come here to create an illusion, that is, this guy will go to a place to buy some of the same things every time he comes out. In his or you, this will be a kind of cover-up, after all, people will always have some hobbies and even quirks. But in my opinion, this is your failure."

Speaking of this, Eric smiled and walked away from the window. After glanced at the situation inside the house, he continued: "The person who conveyed the information will drive two kinds of cars, one is a white Buick and the other is a black Ford. The white Buick means there is no intelligence. The black Ford is telling you to go over and receive information immediately." As he said that, Eric sighed and said, "If it were me, we would not meet without intelligence. Because these are actually what makes me feel strange, that is, what attracts my attention. Of course, there may be different considerations from your perspective. I can understand, and you actually did a good job, it should be quite good. In fact, I can tell you clearly that our target was not you, but someone else. I can only say that your luck was not good, and it just hit the gun."

Eric went around the room and then arrived at the table with all kinds of searched items. He looked through the things inside and continued, "Your luck is really not good. Your people in Novoco will be arrested tonight. Is it meaningless for you to say nothing? What other functions can it be besides making you unlucky?" Eric said, opening a laptop on the table, "Even if you hold it hard, no one will think you are a hero. This is the rule of the game. Even if you are tough, you don't say anything, and you don't even spit out a word from your mouth, and we put you, but so what? Do you think you can become a hero after you go back? What's the point of waiting for you is actually similar to what you are here with us. There will be another person asking you various questions. The difference may only be

,I use English, and that person uses Russian. The others will not be much different. Because in their eyes, you are not actually your own person. Don't believe it. I didn't talk nonsense to make you surrender. In fact, you know this yourself, and even know it better than me. After all, your line is about to end. There are many things that are indescribable. What is the problem? Could it be you? You won't admit it, but others won't believe you. This is your ending, and you will never be able to turn over for the rest of your life. This is your ending. I didn't make up stories to lie to you. If you are interested, I can show you a lot of such facts. Really, as long as you are interested, there is no problem at all." Eric kept lit the mouse of his laptop while he was browsing some photos.

These are very personal photos, all of which are from Ebina Fezgo and his husband Irving. Some are taken together, some are taken alone. From the photos, they can be seen that they are very happy and are from the heart. This can be seen as an experienced Eric.

"Look at these." Eric said: "You have a happy home here. You have lived a happy life. Do you still remember your friends from your hometown over the years? Don't stop talking, tell me, do you still remember their appearance and things about them?"

Ebina Fezgao still lowered his head and said nothing, and he didn't even move. Eric didn't care. He said to himself: "Your behavior not only made you unlucky, but also the life of Mr. Irving will be ruined. A severe scrutiny will not be missing. After all, who knows whether he was instigated by you? Have you done anything for you? You don't want to say anything, we can only ask him. Before you ask clearly, he is a suspect, no different from a prisoner. He will lose everything in his work. Do you have a loan?" Eric said as he moved his attention away from the computer. In his opinion, this woman is unlikely to use such a computer to store the intelligence. In fact, there should be no information related to intelligence in this family. They are actually very cautious. As I said before, they are just too lucky.
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