The Original Vampire

What kind of person can withstand torture to extract a confession?

Specially trained? Painless? Or have some kind of unswerving belief?

In any case, the young thief did not belong to any of the above categories.

So, Harry couldn't take it anymore.

In one go, he explained all the filth of his childhood to adulthood, but unfortunately, these are not what Capone wants to hear.

So, the torture continues.

The scumbags of the Alfalfa Brotherhood had no bottom line at all, and they did everything they could to get Harry to speak.

It didn't take long for the poor thief to be tortured into a human form.

Two hooks for hanging pork passed under his collarbone and hung him up. There were bloody welts all over his body, an eyeball had been dug out, and the place where his nose used to be has also become a There was a hole in the flesh, and a long wooden stick with burrs was stuffed in the butt...

Harry passed out several times, only to wake up immediately with the iron.

It wasn't until the executioner, holding a gleaming knife, was about to cut off a male feature between Harry's legs, he finally broke down.

"Lord Capone, I said, I said!"

Capone gestured to the executioner with a deadpan expression, then said to Harry, "Come on, my patience is limited."

Harry couldn't care about anything at this time. In order to get rid of the current hell, he could only make the most sensible choice - to throw the blame.

"My lord, last night with me, there was also Blue! I didn't see any bonds at all, it must be this kid who stole it, it must be him!"

"Blu?" Capone frowned, but this time he didn't question the words of the thief in front of him.

If it was the bond that the other party stole, he would have admitted it long ago, and he would not have to wait until he was tortured to the point of being half-crippled.

So Capone looked at Orlando.

Orlando nodded and said, "I'll go get Bruce."

...

Bruce tried his best to open his sleepy eyes,

But he found that there was only a blurry shadow in front of his eyes.

After getting drunk last night, he went to fight with a skilled woman for hundreds of rounds, and now the whole person is light and light, and his consciousness is completely awake.

But soon, he was forced to wake up.

Whoa!

Blue only felt that a basin of cold water was poured down from the head, and he had a cold war in an instant, and the phantom in front of him finally took shape.

Then, he recognized Orlando.

"Father!" Bruce immediately shouted as if he had found some kind of support.

Orlando wasn't actually Blue's father, not his biological father, to be precise.

There are many fatherless orphans in Alfalfa City, and their best fate is to be adopted by a big boss.

Of course, there is absolutely no comparison between this so-called adopted son and the adopted son of the nobles who have the right to inherit.

Orlando had nothing for his adopted son to inherit. He adopted orphans, of course, not out of kindness, but just wanted some younger brothers who worked for him.

Therefore, there are more than 300 adopted sons like Bruce in Orlando...

Therefore, Blue's cry did not stir up any waves in Orlando's heart. He looked at his adopted son expressionlessly and said coldly:

"Bru, did you go with Harry last night?"

"Yes, Father. I was out there helping Harry out last night, and he went in and stole something and gave me a gold coin."

"Let the wind out?" Orlando frowned. "You didn't go in to get something yourself?"

Blu hurriedly shook his head like a rattle: "No."

Capone sat aside, and when he heard this, he hummed impatiently as a sign of urgency.

Orlando squatted in front of Blue, took out a bond, and asked in a self-assured gentle and cordial tone, "Bru, tell father, did you take this kind of thing?"

"Father, I never entered that caravan's residence." Blue shook his head repeatedly, then glanced at the bond in Orlando's hand, and denied it more firmly, "Really, father, I have never had anything in your hand at all. seen."

Orlando's eyes finally cooled down, his patience was gradually exhausted, and he asked for the last time: "My child, you don't even know the true value of this kind of thing, it's not something you can covet at all, not even me. Dare to touch it!

Hand it over, and Lord Capone and I can keep you safe, and even give you enough money to spend your whole life.

However, if you continue to be stubborn, then don't blame me for not talking about father and son! "

"Father, I'm telling the truth! You must believe me!" Blue cried, hugging Orlando's thigh, "It must have been Harry who stole it, and he blamed me! It must be so! You You can interrogate Harry!"

Orlando's face gradually stiffened, and a burst of anger ignited from his chest. He kicked Bruce to the ground and roared:

"Harry, we've already interrogated, now, it's your turn!"

After he finished speaking, he nodded to the executioner who was already eager to try, and then turned his head, as if he couldn't bear to look anymore.

"Father! Father! You must believe me... ah! Help me! Ah! Ah..."

The shrill screams echoed in the room, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of excrement and urine gradually diffused.

...

Alfalfa City City Lord's Mansion.

"Father, I found out that the caravan that entered the city belongs to the North Wind Chamber of Commerce."

"North Wind Chamber of Commerce?" Of course Ron had heard the name of this Chamber of Commerce. After all, the North Wind Chamber of Commerce was the largest chamber of commerce in the North.

Moreover, he also heard that Arnold, the chairman of the North Wind Chamber of Commerce, had some unpleasantness with Count Angele because of the establishment of the North Frontier Foreign Trade Company.

"Have you checked what was stolen from the caravan?" Ron asked again.

"I checked it out, it is said to be a bond of huge value!"

"Is that the kind of bond that the St. Hilde family issued recently?"

"That's right."

"Haha." Ron smiled lightly, "It seems that they didn't tell the truth when they came to report the case."

When people from the caravan came to the police station to report the case this morning, they only said that they had lost some gold coins and important documents.

"The caravan should not dare to tell the truth. After all, the value of those bonds is huge. Even Capone has been alerted and is reviewing it himself." Jason said with a look of certainty.

There was no secrecy in a loose organization like the Alfalfa Brotherhood, and the moment Capone told Orlando about it, the news leaked immediately.

Ron stopped talking and paced up and down the room.

He suddenly felt that this matter might not be as simple as it seemed.

How did the North Wind Chamber of Commerce come to Alfalfa City with a bond of huge value?

Who are they dealing with?

The reason why Capone is so nervous is that the huge value of the bonds has moved him too? Or did the big man in the Eastern Realm behind him say something?

Of course, most importantly, what impact will this have on Clover City?

Jason looked at Ron's silence, and he was a little anxious, so he took the initiative to ask, "Father, what should we do?"

Ron pondered for a while before saying, "Go to the Red Maple Manor immediately and inform Earl Angele of this."

Jason touched the back of his head and said hesitantly: "Father, didn't you say you should condone these merchants from the north to smuggle in Alfalfa City? Why do you want to alert Count Angele now?"

"Because... this North Wind Merchant will have a problem!" Ron said solemnly, "Don't ask any more questions, you leave immediately!"

"Yes!" Jason had to suppress his doubts, turned around and walked out.

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