Zhang Heng was in no hurry. He had plenty of ways to deal with this straightforward Inuit youth. He merely gestured for Ollie to sit on the bed, then went into the second bedroom himself, moved over a chair, and sat facing Ollie.
After waiting for a while and seeing that Song Jia was still looking for rope, Zhang Heng reminded her, "A bedsheet will do."
Song Jia suddenly understood and hurried back to the master bedroom. After a while, she wiped the sweat from her forehead, having finally completed the task Zhang Heng had assigned her. She then dragged the bound Alesha into the second bedroom as well.
The moment Ollie saw the unconscious Alesha, his expression turned agitated. He tried several times to rise from the bed, only to be forced back down by Zhang Heng. It was not until Song Jia told Ollie in Greenlandic that Alesha was safe that the Inuit youth across from them calmed down again.
He then put on an expression that said, Go ahead and kill me if you can. I won't answer a single question, crossing his arms as he glared at Zhang Heng with hostility.
"He says you can torture him however you like, but he won't tell you anything. He wants you to give up on that idea," Song Jia said helplessly, looking at Zhang Heng.
"Is that so? Then tell him not to worry. I won't torture him, but if he still refuses to cooperate, I'll kill his companion." As Zhang Heng spoke blandly, he turned the gun and aimed it at the unconscious Alesha on the floor.
Ollie immediately could not sit still. He sprang up from the bed, his nostrils flaring as he breathed heavily. But worried that Zhang Heng would pull the trigger, he did