Chapter 1130 Forced Marriage (42)

All the way through several security verification access control, finally arrived in a huge empty room.

Although it is a prison, it is also decorated with high-end metallic colors.

It seems that compared with those dark and damp prisons before, the treatment is not generally better.

Compared with that environment, this environment is naturally the most comfortable.

Yuan Sichun was curious and took it for granted that the place on the opposite side was completely forbidden and top-secret.

It's only natural for the Bo family to own anything.

Such a completely high-tech design only needs money.

It only took a few seconds from the initial surprise to acceptance.

Along the way, she didn't feel anything about this place anymore, until she arrived in this room, the expression on her face gradually became stiff.

In the very center of the room, there is a black cage alone, which is in obvious contrast with the silver and white decoration style here.

In the cage, there were two people kneeling quietly, their hands were cut behind their backs, and they were imprisoned by iron chains.

When Bao Jingchuan entered, there were a group of guards behind him, and the guards at the door greeted Bao Jingchuan.

Hearing the movement, the two people in the cage opened their eyes, raised their lowered heads and looked forward.

Those two pairs of fierce, blood-red eyes startled Yuan Sichun and took two steps back.

Bao Jingchuan walked straight towards the cage.

Maybe it's the visual coldness of the metal color system in the room, or maybe it's the nobility and strength that emanate from the man's body and the chill that makes people feel oppressive.

The huge room seemed to be filled with cold air from the moment Bao Jingchuan entered the door. He was getting closer and closer to the cage, and the two people in the cage always felt that the blood in their bodies was frozen and frozen.

After a few days, no matter how they were pressed by the people here, they never revealed a word of news.

However, just when they saw this man, they couldn't help but want to disappear in place.

Especially when the sound of the leather shoes stepping on the ground got closer and louder, and finally stopped in front of the cage.

In this process alone, the two of them were already covered in cold sweat.

"You... what do you want to say?"

Before Bao Jingchuan could speak, the person imprisoned in the cage had already spoken out first.

The black suit, dark shirt, indifferent expression, and endless deep eyes made his temperament extremely gloomy.

He stared at them quietly for a long time before a series of indifferent voices escaped from his thin lips.

"Who are you trying to kill this time?"

"No...not you!"

The people in the cage answered his question almost immediately, but the answer was not satisfactory.

These two people have obviously been trained, specifically for torture and interrogation of various routines.

Bao Jingchuan's black eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin lips spat out two words again.

"who is it?"

The hearts of the two people trembled, their lips trembled, and they didn't make a sound for a while.

In the end, he felt that silence was the best choice, so he simply pursed his lips.

Seeing their appearance, Bao Jingchuan hooked the corners of his lips, stroked the cuff buttons on his wrists, and bent over to sit on the chair Yu Song prepared in advance behind him.

The legs wrapped in black suit pants were superimposed one on top of the other, with downcast eyes pondering, not knowing what he was thinking.

A few seconds, for everyone present, it seems like centuries.

Yuan Sichun couldn't figure out why Bao Jingchuan asked her to come here. The cage in front of her and the two people locked up in chains made her feel panicked.

After a long time, Bao Jingchuan suddenly said again:

"Do you feel that compared with the damp and dark prison before, this place poses no threat to you at all?"

Yuan Sichun shrank his shoulders in fright, while the two people in the cage paused and looked at each other.

That being said, maybe it is.

The environment here is too modern, high-tech, and high-end decoration. It seems that there is really no sense of crisis.

Bao Jingchuan hooked his lips, revealing a cold smile.

"Yu Song."

"Yes, sir."

Yu Song responded quickly, turned around and walked aside, pressed a button on the wall next to him, and the surrounding walls suddenly moved.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that the walls they saw were just a single layer, and underneath them...

Ten seconds later, the two men locked in the cage had completely turned pale with fright.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that the wall they saw was only a single layer, but under that layer of the wall were full of torture tools.

Rows of shiny silver knives, swords and other sharp blades of various shapes and sizes.

Various models, various types of long guns and short guns...

All kinds of whips, all kinds of axes, all kinds of soldering irons, all kinds of pegboards...

There are countless tools that can almost torture people to death or directly kill them.

"Twenty-three kinds of torture have been passed down since ancient times, such as Ling Chi, beheading, skinning, quartering the body by five horses..."

There was no blood on the faces of the two, "You...you are breaking the law..."

Bao Jingchuan looked at them coldly, "You all dare to kill people with guns, am I worse than you?"

The two people's lips were pale, they dared to set up a prison privately, use torture privately, and there are tools that are full of four walls, each of which is the most taboo weapon in this country.

"Speak, or not?"

Bao Jingchuan spoke again, without even opening his eyes, the voice was enough lethality for the two of them.

The two bit their lips tightly, staring hard at the man sitting in front of them.

At this time, Yu Song left from Bao Jingchuan's side. Not long after, he saw him pushing a cart and stopped in front of Bao Jingchuan.

On it are all kinds of tools that he just got from the wall.

"gentlemen."

Bao Jingchuan raised his eyebrows, raised his head, glanced at the table next to him, then raised his hand, picked it up, and finally chose a pistol among so many instruments of torture.

After playing with the handle for a while, he slowly raised his eyes to look at the person in the cage again.

"I'll ask again, who the hell asked you to kill Shen Fanxing?"

Yu Song pursed his lips beside him, he had guessed that the target was Shen Fanxing in the initial confusion, he even went to investigate his wife's previous crimes, but there was no result.

So he couldn't confirm the motive of the murder, and he couldn't give Mr. a definite answer.

If the husband also thinks so, then things should be close to each other.

The two are still holding on.

However, after only three seconds of silence, I heard——

"Bang bang bang bang", four gunshots.

"what--"

"what--"

Two hoarse growls sounded full of pain.

Bao Jingchuan's four bullets had accurately passed through the narrow gaps in the cage, piercing the kneecaps of the two legs.