Chapter 253
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In the cold and gloomy cell, the air was filled with the smell of blood that could not be dispersed. In the deathly silent corridor, there would occasionally be shrill and desperate screams, but they would soon come to an abrupt end. The people in the other cells could not imagine what kind of terrifying scene had happened from that brief sound. They could only cower in the corner with goosebumps all over their bodies.
"What happened outside?"
Mr. 5's face appeared from the black cocoon as he swallowed his saliva. He glanced at the iron door of the cell from the corner of his eye. Outside the iron window on the door was a long and narrow corridor. Guards dressed as jailers stood on both sides of the corridor.
"Prisoners die in this prison every day, and new prisoners come in every day. Generally speaking, prisoners rarely survive more than three days. I hope you are an exception." Klaus waved a ferocious trident in his hand and said, "As for how they died, I promise you don't want to know."
Mr. Five's eyes moved back to Klaus. His pupils contracted slowly. Then, his tightly bound chest puffed up slightly. Two streams of foul air came out of his nostrils.
"I know your breath can cause explosions, but I advise you not to have any thoughts you shouldn't have. There is absolutely no way you can escape from this prison. Any dangerous attempt will only get you killed immediately." Klaus gently drew the trident across Mr. Five's cheek, leaving a long and thin cut.
Mr. Five's smoky and murky breath seemed to be choked by someone. A feeling of extreme weakness came from every cell in his body. Mr. Five stared at the trident on his cheek in horror. Red blood flowed to his lips. He opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice, "A weapon made from Seastone."
"Tell me, why did you attack Longstone Trading Company?" Klaus put away the trident and threatened, "While you are being interrogated, your partner is also being interrogated in the next room. If he confesses everything first, then you have no value in being alive."
"Gulp." Mr. Five met Klaus's gloomy eyes. He was not very loyal to the Baroque Workshop. Now that his life was in danger, he gritted his teeth and began to confess.
After a while.
Klaus pushed the door open and handed the trident to the jailer. "Keep an eye on him. If he dares to do anything dangerous, stab his eyes blind."
The burly jailer took the trident and stood in front of the black cocoon. He raised the sharp end of the trident and pointed it at Mr. Five's frightened eyelids. It was less than an inch away.
The door of the cell next door was opened, and Mr. 3 was hung from the top of the wall by a black thread. However, his face was obviously paler than before, and there were some strange black spots on his temples. From afar, they looked like festering wounds that emitted a faint rancid smell.
"It's … It's so cold!" Mr. Three's lips were blue as he trembled. He could no longer feel the wound on his shoulder. It was as if the blood in his body was poisonous. With every passing minute, the poison would spread to every part of his body.
He wanted to melt into wax, but the black cocoon wrapped around his body was like a living creature. Once it sensed any changes in his body, every inch of his skin would feel a piercing pain. It was as if countless thin needles had pierced through his skin, into his muscles, and extended to his internal organs.
He did not dare to bet on whether he would finish melting first or be pierced into a sieve by the black wires.
"You seem to be in a bad condition. We have to hurry." Klaus squinted his eyes and said, "Compared to that idiot who is digging his nose, I think you should be smarter. You should be aware of your situation and take the initiative to confess in exchange for a chance of survival."
"Who are you people? Where is this place? "Mr. Three looked at Klaus.
"You're the ones who attacked us. You'll have to answer that question." Klaus stared into Mr. Three's eyes. He placed his finger on Mr. Three's cheek and could feel that Mr. Three's body was in a terrible condition. Mr. Three's heart was beating nervously, and his pores were contracting and trembling. It was obvious that this man was in extreme fear.
Mr. 3's expression changed. His personality was sinister and cruel, and he was a villain who would do anything to achieve his goals. Therefore, there was no such thing as loyalty. He gritted his teeth and said, "Attacking you was an order from the society. I was just following orders."
"Your companions have already confessed. I will verify your statements, so please don't lie." Klaus' finger was still on Mr. Three's cheek.
"Explain in detail the structure and nature of your organization."
"The organization is called Baroque Studio. It is a secret criminal company that hides underground. The members of the studio are numbered with numbers and letters. The code name of the president is Mr. 0. The closer the number is to 0, the higher the position in the studio. I am Mr. Three, and the other guy you caught is Mr. Five. We are all high-level agents in the studio. You can think of us as high-level agents and assassins of the studio."
“Mr.0？”
"The motto of the studio is to be mysterious. This was passed down by Mr. 0. We are a criminal company that hides in the dark. Therefore, Mr. 0 never appears in public in front of us. All of his orders are given over the phone. I don't know the real identity of the president. In the whole studio, there are only one or two people who know the real identity of Mr. 0." Mr. Three looked into Klaus' eyes and answered seriously.
"Why did you attack Longstone Trading Company?" Klaus asked without any expression.
"There were no clear instructions." Mr. Three's eyes flashed, and he gritted his teeth. "But according to my own speculation, it should be to silence people. The studio did not want others to find out that we had a deal with you. They wanted to clean up the traces left behind by these transactions. Not only Longstone Trading Company, but the Tiago Chamber of Commerce that we had a deal with was also burned to the ground."
Klaus had a judgment in his heart. He narrowed his eyes. "Is it because of the colored stone mine? What is the use of this ore? "
"The colored stone mine is the raw material for the production of dancing powder." Mr. Three felt that since the assassination attempt had failed, as the mining company of the colored stone mine, it was only a matter of time before they found out the secret of the colored stone mine. He might as well confess now to gain Klaus' trust. "The original intention of the Baroque Studio was to overthrow Alabasta and establish the utopia. Therefore, the turmoil in Alabasta is now driven by the studio behind the scenes."
"Overthrow Alabasta and establish the utopia!" Klaus could not help but show shock on his face. The Baroque Studio's waters were deeper than he had imagined. "Yarlin will have a strong interest in this studio."
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