Chapter 162 Cruel

"Are you willing?"

Hearing the soul torture coming from the other end of the phone, Muhammad fell silent. After a while, he said bitterly: "Whether I am willing or not, I am not qualified to resist, am I?"

Sean said: "Hey, friend, you have to cheer up, your chance to fight back is here!"

Muhammad's voice was a little tired as he asked: "Sean, I understand you, can you just tell me what you need me to do?"

"Maliki will hold a press conference at the Baghdad Hotel in a week." Sean said solemnly: "The person in charge of on-site security at that time should be someone from the security department. I need you to help me figure out who is in charge of security!"

The phone fell into silence for a while, and Sean didn't rush him. He just waited quietly for the other party's answer. If he could contact that liberal organization, then he wouldn't need to go to such trouble, as long as the other party carried out a terrorist attack. , the scene must be chaotic.

"I know, I'll help you figure it out."

After a while, Muhammad spoke with difficulty.

He doesn't know what Sean wants to do, but he understands Sean. Once he refuses, the other party will most likely not let him go. He has no choice. He still has a wife and children.

"Maybe you can make a comeback then, just wait."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Sean hung up the phone.

……

Beautiful country, Nevada, Virginia City.

"Hi, good night mom, I'm going to bed!"

A little girl with blond hair and about fourteen years old jumped down from the sofa, blinked her big sapphire eyes and shouted.

"Good night, baby!"

In the living room, the woman who had just put down the mop responded dotingly, then walked to the sofa and picked up the remote control to turn off the TV. When she was about to turn off the lights in the living room, there were suddenly several knocks on the door.

Tuk tuk…

"Who is it?"

The woman walked to the door with some confusion and looked through the peephole. There was a man in a suit outside.

"Hello ma'am, we are FBI agents and we need your cooperation to answer some questions."

Dad was outside the door, took out a fake ID from his pocket and waved it at the peephole.

"Excuse me, what happened?"

The woman became even more confused. She didn't understand why the FBI came to her, but she had no doubts and asked as she opened the door.

The father and others pushed the door open and entered without answering her doubts. He directly reached out and pinched the other person's mouth. The pony and others behind him quickly came up to control the person and closed the door at the same time to avoid attracting the neighbors.

"Ah-oooooo!"

Ignoring the woman, the father suppressed her screams, then stuffed the triazolam in his hand into her mouth and forced her to swallow it.

Others went directly to the little girl who was attracted and the boy who had gone to bed early, stuffed a triazolam into each of them, controlled them and walked away.

In reality, there is no drug that can make people faint when they smell it. In movies and TV shows, using a towel or a handkerchief to make people faint is an artistic process. Most of them are set to anesthetic drugs such as ether, but this thing must be used to make people faint. Giving a sufficient amount and covering it tightly for about 1 minute can cause a person to faint, but it may also cause death directly, and the period of unconsciousness is very short, basically about ten minutes. The anesthesia gun is the same as the speed of numbing, and the speed is almost the same. It takes more than 90 minutes to completely faint, and the duration of fainting is about 120- minutes, so oral triazolam is used here. At the same time, Bao Xiong and Athena, who were acting separately from their father, also succeeded in tying up the old man who lived alone.

After the two parties met, they did not choose to smuggle back to Iraq, but directly chose to go to Canada, and then found an abandoned house in a deserted house to temporarily imprison the person. Dad sent Sean a successful message and recorded it along the way. I sent a video.

After waking up in the morning and seeing the message from his father, Sean grinned. After quickly washing up, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number he had already memorized.

beep...beep...

"Hi, who are you?"

A steady baritone voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mr. Military Conductor, I will give you half an hour to come to Abu Ghraib. Remember, you only have half an hour. If you are late, I will not be there."

After speaking, hang up the phone directly without giving the other party a chance to reply.

"Fake! Is this a lunatic?"

Listening to the busy signal from the phone, Feili took it down with a confused look on his face, cursed in a very unhappy manner, and then picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip.

buzzing...

"Shet!"

Hearing the phone ringing again, Feili cursed in displeasure, then reached out to pick it up, clicked on it, and suddenly felt a sudden thought in his heart: "Fake!"

I saw two cute children in the photo, a kind old man with white hair and a woman. They were all sleeping quietly in a small and cramped house. They were tied up and their mouths were sealed with tape. He stood up, but he recognized it at a glance. This was his father, his wife and their two lovely children!

These people kidnapped his family!

After reacting, he quickly called back, but unfortunately the other party hung up immediately. He hurriedly dragged his somewhat fat body and stumbled out, got into the car and rushed straight to the location given by the other party.

Abu Ghraib is an abandoned factory. There are two Humvees parked outside, and two employees are standing guard at the door. A sniper is lying quietly on the mound four hundred meters away, acting as a hidden sentry.

A jeep was speeding down the street, heading towards the location given by the other party. He didn't know who the other party was, but he knew that the other party must want him to do something, otherwise he would not choose to kidnap his family.

"The target appears, a military jeep."

The sniper looked at the speeding jeep in the scope and reported.

The jeep quickly stopped at the entrance of the factory. Fili hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car, looking panicked. When he saw that the guard at the door ignored him, he rushed in.

An Asian squatted on a sandbag and puffed away smoke. After seeing this, Feili's eyes widened and he strode over and shouted in a panic: "Are you Sean? Where are my family? Where are they?" !”

"Haha..." Sean threw the cigarette butt casually on the ground, stepped on it twice and walked towards the opponent. He straightened the opponent's collar with gentle movements: "Hey, Mr. Military Conductor, why are you in such a mess? ah?"

Feili shook off Sean's hand, pointed and asked sharply: "Let them go, what did you do to them!"

"Don't worry, they are fine." Sean didn't care, but said with a hint of melancholy: "I am a kind businessman, but there are always people forcing me to do such immoral things. What can I do?"

"What exactly do you want?" After calming down, Feili stopped being rude.

"It's very simple. I want you to help me kill a person. If he dies, your family will live. If he lives, I will send your family to meet God!"

"Who are you going to kill!"

"The new commander of the tower camp, Vic Phileus!"

(End of this chapter)

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