Chapter 159
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Ten minutes later, Zhang Jue threw a wretched-looking man on the ground.
There was also a Barrett that had been twisted into a fried dough twist.
So fast?
Stevenson glanced at Zhang Jue.
Snipers like him usually waited for their targets at a very far distance and were very good at hiding.
If he were to look for the sniper himself, he would definitely not be able to find him, but it would definitely take a lot of time.
However, Zhang Jue looked as if he had just gone out for a walk. His face wasn't red, and his heart wasn't beating fast.
He even had two cups of hot coffee in his hands.
Stevenson sighed.
Was this the difference between them?
He felt a little sorry for the friend that Zhang Jue had mentioned.
It was easy to develop self-doubt when you spent all your time with someone as powerful as Mr. Zhang.
Zhang Jue handed him the coffee and drank a cup himself. He complained that the take-out industry in Mei was not very developed and that he had to go to the store to buy his own food.
It was winter now, and a sip of hot coffee could indeed make people feel better.
Zhang Jue let out a long breath and kicked the sniper in the butt.
"Don't f * cking pretend to be dead, or I'll twist you into a fried dough twist too!"
The wretched-looking man immediately opened his eyes. He was indeed pretending to be unconscious.
He climbed up and sat on the ground with a smile. "Boss, don't be angry. We're all here to make a living. Whatever you want to ask, I'll definitely tell you anything."
"Anything … I don't believe you," Zhang Jue said and looked at Stevenson. "Do you believe me?"
Stevenson had also received special training in interrogations. He cooperated and said, "I don't believe you either."
The man obviously panicked. "Don't, don't, I'm just doing this for money. As long as you're willing to let me go, I won't lie!"
"Okay." Zhang Jue took out a dagger and handed it to Stevenson. "Then tell us. We'll listen. Stevenson, he almost hit you with that shot just now. I'm handing him over to you now. If you think he's lying, you can do whatever you want with him."
Zhang Jue got up and walked out of the room.
He left the sniper to Stevenson alone.
The sniper saw that things were not going well and begged for mercy. "Sir, please believe me. I will definitely tell you everything I know."
Stevenson's expression was calm as he flipped the dagger Zhang Jue had given him over in his hand. "Alright, then tell me. Who are you waiting for?"
Half an hour later, Stevenson came out with a confession and handed it to Zhang Jue, who was sitting on the railing and enjoying the scenery.
"It's a hired killer. He doesn't know much. The employer seems to have a strong background. They're after Smith to find a USB drive. He doesn't know the contents of the USB drive, and the employer said that whoever looks at it will die."
"A USB drive …" Zhang Jue rubbed his chin as he thought about the scandals that had been going on in the Mei Nation for the past two days. He wondered if the USB drive contained the nude photos of some celebrity or politician.
Zhang Jue pondered for a moment and glanced at the room. "How is that person?"
Stevenson said, "I knocked him out and tied him up. He can't run away."
Zhang Jue looked at the clean dagger in Stevenson's hand. "You didn't stab him a few times?"
"Erm …" Stevenson said awkwardly. "He was quite cooperative, and I judged that he wasn't lying, so I didn't touch him."
"Okay, Stevenson." Zhang Jue patted his shoulder. "You're really a good person."
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