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Volume 1: Sailing Chapter 48: Forced Confession

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    After bidding farewell to the kind-hearted elf uncle, Anri and Sophie left the tree house area and returned along the road.  An Rui walked very slowly, with a very solemn expression on his face. He kept thinking about Berego and the fair name consignment house over and over in his heart.  "What will happen to Berego? He is actually quite powerful. Most people shouldn't be able to hurt him." Sophie walked aside, worried.  "We can't make a conclusion yet as to whether something happened or not. I also hope that he can appear in front of us alive and kicking." An Rui shrugged.  "If something happens to him, will you help him?" "Of course." "I'm really surprised. I didn't expect that your relationship with him would become this bad. I remember when we were in the misty forest, you and him  The relationship with him is very bad, and he usually refuses to say a word. " "It has nothing to do with the relationship. The reason why I want to help him is because he is my crew member now. If something happens to the crew member, of course he is the captain.  Take care of it. If the captain ignores the incident, how can the crew work for the captain? There is a heart-to-heart relationship between the captain and the crew." An Rui explained.  "So that's it. It seems you are a really good captain." Sophie smiled.  "Of course, if there is a good captain selection meeting held at sea, I will definitely get the first place." An Rui smiled slightly and said a little bit.  "So, good captain, how are you going to help Berego next?" Sophie asked, shaking her head with a smile.  "The last time he left home was to go to the Fair Name consignment house. We will start the investigation from there to see if we can find any clues. We must be careful when doing this and not be too public, so as not to miss it.  "Is that consignment house so scary?" "The consignment house itself is nothing. What is really scary is the boss behind the consignment house. The boss is named Bolent."  , is a typical black-hearted businessman who is willing to do any business as long as he can make money, including smuggling, selling slaves, selling contraband, and occasionally appearing as a pirate. It would be bad if Berego got involved with Berrent.  "Yes." An Rui's face darkened, like a cloud gathering countless raindrops.  "BerrentI have no impression of this name. Is he very powerful?" Sophie shook her head slightly and then asked.  "He is just an ordinary person. He is not even a warrior, and he is definitely not very powerful in combat. But he is very rich, and his family property is at least five thousand gold coins. These days, if you have money, you will have strength. There are a lot of them.  When he scatters his gold coins, there are many capable people who are willing to fight for him. Under him, there is a capable general named Sharod, who is a warrior whose strength is even higher than yours. "It's very difficult to mention Sharod.  This man was as big as An Rui's head. He was a level 12 warrior with superb swordsmanship. He had a silver-level sword called "Thunder Sword" in his hand.  Not to mention fighting alone, even if two people fight one, neither he nor Shafi can be Sharrod's opponent.  "From what you said, they seem scary." Sophie stuck out her tongue.  "So I still want to say, I hope Berego is fine and doesn't have anything to do with these people." An Rui prayed sincerely.  The two of them left the tree house area and returned to the Iron Cannon Port City.  An Rui was not in a hurry to go to the Fair Name consignment house to inquire about Berego. As he said before, the matter must be investigated secretly and cannot be alerted.  He first visited Berego's group of adventurers and asked them about Berego's whereabouts.  He had already asked for the addresses of these people through the mouth of the elf uncle, and it was not difficult to find them.  But what disappoints An Rui is that these people haven't seen Berego for many days and can't provide any useful clues.  In the end, you still have to start with the fair consignment house.  ¡­ ¡­ As night falls, the stars are shining brightly, and the lights of thousands of houses light up, echoing the starlight.  Only a small part of the light extends to this street, making the whole street fall into a hazy state, and only the outlines of some scenery can be vaguely seen.  A cat was eating something on the street, making a crunching sound.  Footsteps sounded, and a staggering drunk walked onto the street, holding a wine bottle in his hand and taking a sip every few steps.  The wild cat raised his head and glanced at the drunk man, his eyes reflecting an unusually bright white light.  It stared at the drunk man for a moment, then decided to run away. It lowered its head and bit into tonight's dinner, then jumped up on the wall and disappeared.  The drunkard walked forward in unsteady steps, completely unaware of his surroundings.  A figure wearing a robe and a hood followed the drunken man into the street.He said, stepping very lightly, just like a cat's steps.  In the shadow cast by the hood, the outline of An Rui's face can be vaguely seen.  An Rui looked back and made sure there was no one behind him. He took a few steps quickly and rushed behind the drunk man. He stretched out his left hand, grabbed the man's back, and then pushed hard against the wall.  The drunk man screamed loudly and hit the wall hard, with several gold stars appearing in front of his eyes.  Before he could make any other move, a strong palm immediately pressed on his back, pressing him to the wall, unable to move.  A dagger stretched out from the night and was pressed against his throat, causing a faint stinging sensation and apparently piercing the skin.  "Don't yell, or I will slit your throat." An Rui threatened in a cold voice.  "F*ck" The drunkard seemed unable to understand his situation, and opened his mouth as if to curse.  An Rui did not let the other party continue to scold him, but used the force of wind and thunder to hit the other party's back hard.  The drunk man immediately swallowed the second half of his words, making an indistinct sound in his throat. The flesh on his face was tangled together, looking extremely painful.  "Listen, this is your last chance. If you don't cooperate again, don't blame me for being evil." An Rui put the dagger in his hand on the drunk man's neck again, leaving a light red mark on it.  .  "Friend, you have found the wrong person. I don't have much money." The severe pain seemed to wake up the drunkard a lot, understand the situation at hand, and he did not dare to yell anymore.  "I found the right person. You are one of Berrent's subordinates, working specifically for him." An Rui's voice was particularly cold. There was naturally a reason why he found this person.  This man is one of Berrent's men, and he may be able to find out Berego's whereabouts from his mouth.  The drunk man was silent, as if he felt the seriousness of the matter, or maybe he was frightened.  "Listen, you can answer whatever I ask now. You are not allowed to hide anything. Do you understand? Your life and death are in your own hands. Don't play tricks on me." An Rui moved his right hand holding the dagger.  The wound under the blade was further enlarged, and two drops of blood rolled down from the wound, still conspicuous even in the night.  "Yes, I understand, don't kill me, I can tell you anything." The drunkard said tremblingly.  "About seven days ago, an elf man named Berego went to Fair Name for a consignment trip. Where is he now? Was he captured by Berent?" "I don't know anyone.  Rego, but Berrent did capture a pretty handsome elf a few days ago, and he plans to sell the elf to a rich woman to be his prostitute. "This elf may be the one you mentioned."  "Male **?" An Rui frowned. He thought about various possibilities, but never thought that Berego would be arrested for this.  It seems that being handsome is also a sin.  "Yes, man, you know, women sometimes play crazier than men." "This man, or this elf, does he have any characteristics? For example, hair color or something." "  His hair color is golden. As for other characteristics, I can't tell. The elves are all beautiful. I think they all look the same. " "Does he have a bow and arrow on him?" "Berrent doesn't carry a bow and arrow for the slaves.  "Where is he?" "The dungeon. There is a dungeon for slaves. I saw him once a few days ago. He was very disobedient.  He was dealt with badly. "Although I am not 100% sure, the imprisoned elf is probably Berego. The time of imprisonment and the hair color of the two are the same.  In the absence of definite results, we can only think so for the time being.  An Rui then asked some detailed questions to try to get as much useful information as possible.  But it's a pity that the things that this Berendt's subordinate knows are quite limited, and even if he inquires deeply, he won't be able to find out much.  This means that the other party loses value.  "How long have you been working for Berrent?" An Rui changed the subject and suddenly changed the direction of the question.  "Three yearsmaybe two and a half years." The drunkard replied ambiguously.  "You've done a lot of things for him, right?" "Not much actually." "What are you mainly responsible for?" "Well, I'm just a small role, and I'm just responsible for some trivial things." "Don't hesitate.  , tell me quickly.¡± ¡°I am mainly responsible for selling slaves in the slave trading market.¡± ¡°In more than two years, you will definitely??He sold a lot of slaves, right?  " "Actually, not muchreally, not much.  " "Selling one is also selling.  "Under the night, An Rui's eyes flashed with an aggressive cold light, and he held the dagger tighter, "You work for people like Burundt, and you are responsible for selling slaves. It would be a disaster to keep you, and I don't want you to.  Let others know what just happened, so" "No, no, no, please, don't kill me. This is what you just promised me" The drunkard's words stopped abruptly, and his life also appeared with a wound.  And dissipated. He covered the wound on his throat, with a look of pain on his face, and collapsed to the ground. He looked around and put the blood-stained dagger back under his cloak, like a nocturnal giant.  The bat disappeared into the night.
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