Death Inquisitor

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Only 9 minutes left!

There was more and more sweat on Wang Yong's forehead, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

Seeing that he couldn't pull out other phones, he could only redial the numbers he had dialed before.

First, there was a call from Li Xiling’s brother.

However, before he could get through, the other party had already hung up.

Then a short message was sent.

"Crazy, stop bothering me! Otherwise I'll sue you for harassment!"

Wang Yong almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, and his face turned blue and white.

Mad, who do you think you are? Do you think she is your sister? Still harassing! I bother!

However, in order to survive, Wang Yong had no choice but to call again.

This time it was connected.

"Are you done yet?" An angry voice came from the other end of the phone.

Wang Yong spoke quickly: "Brother, don't hang up. I made a mistake just now. I really have something important to do. Human lives are at stake!"

The other end of the conversation was silent for a moment, and then he got serious: "What happened, and who are you?"

"I was kidnapped, and now that lunatic is going to blow me up with a time bomb. If I want to survive, I must get your forgiveness." Wang Yong said quickly.

One eye was aimed at the time bomb from time to time, and his left hand wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

There are only seven minutes and twenty seconds left.

"Get my forgiveness?" Li Xiling's brother asked in surprise: "Who are you? Do we know each other?"

"That's right, I'm Wang Yong, a reporter from Tuchuan Evening News. A year and a half ago, your sister's matter was related to me. Now I know I was wrong, so please show mercy and forgive me. Otherwise, that lunatic will blow up. Me!" Wang Yong said tremblingly.

After discovering that all his methods were useless, he was frightened. And the constant passage of time was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

So even if it meant groveling and being groveling, he could only endure it.

These things are small, but life is a big deal!

"Say it again!" Li Xiling's brother's voice on the other end of the phone became very depressed, and he seemed to be gritting his teeth.

Wang Yong could only bite the bullet and repeat it again.

I heard a roar from the other end of the conversation: "You bastard, it was you who killed my sister! Do you know how miserable you have caused our family! My sister is dead, my mother is sick, and the neighbors are all He pointed his finger and said that there is a vixen in our family. You have caused us so much misery, and now that you have been kidnapped, you only want to apologize and ask for our forgiveness. What did you do earlier!"

Wang Yong clenched his fists, this guy actually dared to scold him.

Just wait, when he gets out from here, everyone must be cleaned up.

But at this moment, he forced a smile and said in a gentle voice: "Brother, you are right, I am a bastard, I am not a thing. I will repent and try to make it up to you. But now, please save me first. Human life is at stake, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda! It’s enough for you to say you forgive me.”

"Go away, who is your brother? Our family can't reach that high! If you want me to forgive you, you can! Just give me my sister back and die, and I will forgive you."

The phone clicked and hung up again.

Wang Yong cursed crazily in the cage and kicked the iron railings on the side with a ferocious expression.

Then he dialed Sun Xucheng's wife's phone number.

After he repeated what he had said to Li Xiling's brother before, the middle-aged woman opposite with a slightly tired voice sneered: "You want me to forgive you? Okay, you cut off your own hand first, and then Send me the photo, and I will consider whether to forgive you. You have caused so many of our family members to be in a mental hospital, and you just want me to forgive you with just a few words. It’s so beautiful! Come and tell me this with some sincerity, you deserve to be blown up."

Then he hung up the phone, obviously not wanting to talk to Wang Yong anymore.

Wang Yong became more and more anxious and frightened.

This time he directly dialed Ye Chen's phone: "Hey, stop the bomb first. We have something to discuss. Why bother with killing people? Besides, killing me won't solve the problem, right?"

"Have you obtained their forgiveness? It would be impossible to stop the bomb without me." Ye Chen said in a calm voice.

"This is impossible, how could I convince them in such a short period of time. And their demands are too much. One asked me to return his sister, and asked me to die before he could forgive me. The other asked me to cut off my hand before considering asking for it. Don't forgive me, you are just treating me like an idiot!" Wang Yong said emotionally.

There is only less than 5 minutes left.

"Then you just do what they ask. How about this, if you can cut off your hand, I will give you five more minutes to continue persuading them? Oh, forget that you don't have a knife by your side. So, as long as you Even if you break your own hand, my promise will still be valid." Ye Chen said with a sneer.

The phone hung up again.

"F*ck XXXX! They are all bastards!" Wang Yong trembled all over.

He looked at his hands with red eyes.

I looked at the countdown again and saw that there were only 4 minutes left, and I was sweating profusely.

What should I do? Do I really want to cut off my hand?

He didn't even bother to make the last call to Zhang Xwen's wife.

Because the requirement is that three people must forgive him at the same time in order to stop the bomb.

But now the first two

Even if Zhang Xwen's wife refused to forgive him, it would be meaningless.

The only way to keep him alive now is to break his own hand.

His body was shaking more and more violently, and he muttered: "It's just broken. It'll be fine in a few days. If you lose your life, you're really gone..."

The expression on his face ranged from fearful to ferocious to confused.

There are only 3 minutes left.

Suddenly, a look of determination flashed across Wang Yong's face, and he gritted his teeth slightly.

Just cut it off, it’s better to die than live!

But when he looked around, he was dumbfounded.

How could he break his hand without any tools at all?

Put your hands on the ground and step on it with your feet? This seems very difficult.

But I can't use my feet. What if I use my other hand...

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