Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 485 - 473: Please Look This Way

Chapter 485: Chapter 473: Please Look This Way

Karinichenko pointed to an iron door and then whispered, "The man inside is called Anatoli. He’s the deputy director of operations for the security bureau. He was caught on the day Viktor Feodorovich ran away. This person was favored by the previous director of the security bureau, who in turn was a confidant of Viktor. You understand; it would be difficult for him not to die, and even if we didn’t want to kill him, Viktor would want him dead."

Yang Yi whispered, "Is he that important?"

"His rank isn’t that high, but he was the executor of many things. He knows a lot of secrets. We’ve tried to pry his mouth open, but..."

Karinichenko shrugged and said, "Uh, I don’t know how to say this, but you can take a look. If you are not satisfied, we can find someone else."

Yang Yi opened the small window on the iron door himself, and then he saw a person lying on the bed. After a closer look, he realized the person was not lying there willingly, but was shackled at both feet and hands.

There were some traces of blood on his body. Although they weren’t very obvious, it was certain that this man had been interrogated many times.

Hearing the noise at the door, the person lying on the bed struggled to move his head, and then Yang Yi noticed his eyes were very vacant.

Yang Yi stepped back, and Brian stepped forward to take one glance before immediately retreating and whispering, "No good, he’s broken."

Karinichenko shrugged. He must have anticipated this outcome, so he didn’t waste words, just whispered, "Then let’s see the next one."

"Wait."

Yang Yi looked inside again and then said to Brian, "Completely useless?"

Brian replied, "I don’t know what he has gone through, but I think he can’t move for at least the next six months. Did you use the Truth Serum on him?"

The last sentence was Brian asking Karinichenko. Karinichenko, still indifferent, said, "We did, but he still said nothing. In terms of loyalty and interrogation resistance, this man is indeed impeccable."

Brian spread his hands and said, "If the Truth Serum has been used, then the person is wasted even if he hasn’t turned into an idiot. Russian Truth Serum is too aggressive; after its use, he’s definitely brain-damaged. Those who interrogated him must not have managed the dosage well and wrecked him in one go, so he’s of no use, completely useless."

With some impatience, Karinichenko closed the small window and said, "Let’s move on to the next one then. This one, you’ll definitely be satisfied. He’s skilled, not a bigwig, an agent, but he must die."

Lowering his voice, Karinichenko spoke with an air of mystery, "This guy was ordered to beat someone to death, and the person he killed is the son of some bigwig now. I can’t go into details, but the bottom line is this guy is as good as dead, and I can swap someone else to die in his stead. You catch my drift?"

It was a simple case of a substitute for the peach in place of the plum; if Yang Yi didn’t understand that, it would be strange.

He reached out and opened the iron window, and Yang Yi took a glance inside, seeing a person covered in blood lying on the bed.

"Uh, it’s just that you might need to wait for him to recover a bit."

As Karinichenko saw that Yang Yi had already opened the window, his tone immediately became uneasy, for he knew what had been inflicted on the person inside.

Brian looked inside and then whispered, "Left arm broken, ribs... definitely several are broken there. Oh, bad, the leg is broken too, fingers at least eight, no, nine are broken. With such..."

Brian shook his head and then looked at Yang Yi, "I don’t know why you would want such a wreck."

Zhang Yong also looked inside and chuckled softly, "Tsk tsk, that’s rough. But it’s just fractures, maybe they can be fixed, but he won’t be getting up for at least half a year."

Yang Yi said in surprise, "You can still laugh?"

Zhang Yong replied in astonishment, "Why can’t I laugh? It’s not me getting beaten and locked up in there."

"Have a little sympathy, will you?"

"I don’t know him, what sympathy is there for me to give?"

Zhang Yong wore a puzzled expression, then he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, what’s the point in getting this one? He’s nearly a goner."

Karinichenko whispered, "Actually, he can be healed, and he really is a skilled guy, truly skilled. It’s just that he followed the wrong person. Nurture him a bit and he’ll be very good. Um, I can even give a discount."

Yang Yi was still hesitating when Brian gently pushed him from behind and whispered, "Let’s look at the next one."

Yang Yi took a deep breath and took one last look at the person inside who looked terrible and unrecognizable, then he shook his head.

Karinichenko also sighed, then he whispered, "Alright, then his right arm will have to be broken tomorrow. It’s a pity you came too late. Otherwise, he could have spared a few bones."

Yang Yi couldn’t help but ask, "You break his bones every day?"

Karinichenko shook his head repeatedly.

Just when Yang Yi thought he had misjudged, Karinichenko said, "It’s not me, I couldn’t do something so cruel. Of course, it’s someone else’s doing. Yes, one bone each day. Yesterday was the left arm, tomorrow the right arm."

Yang Yi’s steps halted again, then Brian unobtrusively pushed him from behind.

With regret, Karinichenko said, "This kid is quite tough, though. He’s never cried or begged for mercy. I’ve heard that the people who beat him respect him. Oh, next up is..."

Karinichenko pointed towards the next cell, but Yang Yi now saw a set of iron bars.

There was no opposite door in the cells of this dark prison, as there was only one row of cells; opening the door meant facing the wall.

The doors of the cells were all on Yang Yi’s right side, but now, on his left, there appeared a cell, and its door wasn’t made of iron, but was a set of iron bars.

Looking through the bars, everything inside was in plain sight. A prisoner with a full beard sat inside, his hair and beard somewhat grizzled and very long, as well as messy.

The prisoner wasn’t young, judging by his hair and beard. Judging by their length, he hadn’t been in the cell for a short stint.

Yang Yi looked at the prisoner, and the prisoner also lifted his head to look at the four of them.

Yang Yi and the prisoner locked eyes for a moment.

The prisoner was neither tall nor strong, and his gaze was hard to describe: not sharp, nor indifferent, with neither anger nor joy.

Yang Yi thought for a moment, he then realized the prisoner’s eyes, although they were looking at them, were as if looking at air. Simply put, the prisoner seemed to regard them as nothing.

The cell was small, with shackles on the prisoner’s feet, handcuffs on his hands, and even an iron collar around his neck, all connected by thick chains.

Yet the prisoner sat upright on the bed, his face indifferent, looking at the four of them with no trace of emotion, yet his gaze was like that toward a clump of air, as if Yang Yi and his group didn’t exist at all.

Brian and Zhang Yong exchanged glances, then the two nodded in unison.

Yang Yi swallowed, then he turned to Karinichenko, but before he could speak, Karinichenko whispered, "Don’t bother with this one, no need to look, or even think about it, gentlemen, please look this way, this way, please."