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The dungeon is dark and damp, with water dripping from the beams.
Echoing in this empty corridor, it seemed a bit scary.
"Young Master, this is the confession from last time."
A man wearing a suit with two guns on his waist lowered his head and respectfully handed over the report with both hands.
Garnet flipped through it hastily, but stopped on a certain page.
I quickly flipped through it and found several inversions in the confession.
He threw the information back casually and said calmly, "Did you read it?"
"Looked at it."
"Do you think there's a problem?"
"... a little bit."
A kick to the subordinate's knee.
There was no movement on the stern face, and Garnet's expression remained calm.
"A little?"
"Ahem... yes... there's a problem."
Hearing this, Garnet kicked me again.
"I have a problem, what are you doing for me?"
The knee hurt from being kicked, and the subordinate who couldn't help but kneel on the ground apologized repeatedly.
"I'm very sorry. It was my subordinate who neglected his duty."
"Lead the way, I want to see what kind of person this person is who can survive in 'Dungeon Abyss' for a month!"
"What are you asking?! I'm mute!"
The tall jailer took a two-finger-wide whip dipped in salt water and whipped the person opposite him.
The man tied to the cross seemed to be dead long ago.
Lifeless and silent.
Biting her lips tightly, no matter what the other party asked, she just stopped talking.
The executioner was angered by the man's move, put down the whip in his hand, and picked up the branding iron next to him.
"Okay, okay! You are tough! I will let you be tough!"
With a cruel smile on his face, he pressed the hot iron block to the man's chest.
"Uh..."
The pain made the man groan.
Sweat flowed down his cheeks, and soon his whole body felt like he had been fished out of the water.
After scoffing, the man still refused to tell the reason for his betrayal.
He looked at the muscular man in front of him with ridicule, and there was a sense of deja vu that you could do nothing to me.
"You kid...!"
"Okay!"
Before the executioner could move over, a cold voice stopped the farce at the door of the prison cell.
Garnet stood at the door against the light.
There was no sadness or joy on his face, and his eyes were calm and steady.
It was incompatible with this dark, damp, mud-filled dungeon.
The subordinate next to him motioned to the jailer.
Hurry and move a chair for the young master.
How can a veteran who has been in the Leyton dungeon for 20 years not know the meaning of eyes?
Immediately invite the young master in and let him sit on the chair.
"Why are you here? This world is dirty. It's just small things like us that can handle such trivial matters, so as not to dirty your hands."
"A small matter? It took a month to deal with the small matter?"
He asked lightly, but there was no emotion or anger to be heard.
Garnet turned the prayer beads in his hand and sat lazily on the chair.
He raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite him who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.
The jailer immediately understood and scolded the prisoner for pretending to sleep!
"Young Master is here to see you, why don't you say hello quickly?!"
"Okay, okay, he has trouble raising his head."
After stopping the jailer's pretentious behavior, Garnet withdrew his gaze.
Start looking at your fingers.
After about three minutes, the young master slowly asked.
"Do you know Coleman?"
Hearing the familiar yet unfamiliar name, the man raised his head suddenly.
"Hey, do you still have the energy to raise your head?"
Perhaps these words stimulated him, and the man lowered his head again, looking like a rogue.
"Looks like we know each other."
Stroking the pattern of the beads, Garnet spoke again, "On September 30th, mission No. 28 of Group A, kill Walter Family, the executioner, Coleman."
Sending out a line of words that seemed to have no meaning, Garnet continued to observe this person's reaction.
His fists were clenched and his whole body was tense, like an angry lion.
"You should understand what Coleman execution means, oh no, you don't know enough."
Thinking of something, Garnet added with a smile, "This mission note flowed from my hand. As the captain of the Layton Family's 'Knife' team, you should know what the mission sent by Layton Blood Scythe means."
Gritting his teeth, the man remained silent.
But my heart kept struggling because of these two sentences.
The mission of the blood sickle means killing.
The executioner must implement the plan in accordance with the employer's requirements.
Otherwise, the employer will not pay employment benefits.
And if the task goes to someone else, it's okay...
But this time it's Coleman!
That devil who takes pleasure in killing people!
When the man was on a mission, he saw with his own eyes how the man named Coleman looked at the blood-covered scene.
Crazy obsession, with terrifying intoxication and obsession!
That's not a human being at all!
He swallowed to relieve the dryness of his throat. The man's voice was low and weak.
"I said, but can you please take back this mission?"
"Or, even if you don't let that devil execute it!"
Leave the whole body intact!
Please!
Garnet Hearing the man's begging, his smile deepened and his fingers stopped turning the beads.
He stood up and looked down from above.
He smiled cruelly and slowly spoke out the cold words.
"Did you misunderstand something?"
Raising his head in disbelief, the man stared, but his vision was a little blurry.
Only the young master's words rang in his ears.
"Coleman is a killer who believes in God. How can he be a devil?"
"Also, who said I was discussing with you?!"
Garnet narrowed his eyes and smiled even more weirdly and brilliantly.
"I'm just telling you what will happen if you disobey."
"As for begging for mercy, maybe as early as a month ago, there was still talk."
"Now..."
Glancing at the man coldly, Garnet's face was full of ridicule and condescension.
"No! No, aren't you afraid that I will keep this secret in my heart?! This is a secret related to the survival of the Layton Family! If I don't tell you, Layton Family will eventually collapse without any reason!"
Finally, Garnet turned around and looked directly at the man for once.
The man thought things would turn around, and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily.
But it froze in the next second.
"It's a secret. If only one person knows it, it's a secret, but if more than one person knows it, it's not a secret."
"Besides... dead people keep secrets best, don't they?"
It's a secret, a secret that only this boy knows.
Then if he died, wouldn't there be no secrets?
So what if he knew Layton Family's fatal weakness?
As long as everyone who knows is dead, it means no one knows.
His expression suddenly darkened, and Garnet said coldly, "Buried."
"!"
"Remember, they are buried alive!"
"Yes!"
Walking out of the dungeon, Garnet squinted slightly while enjoying the breeze outside.
"Today is another day to do good things!"
No one is allowed to die in an unclear way.
At the same time, this person is allowed to experience the feeling of going to the Western Heaven while he is awake.
"My Buddha is compassionate, Amitabha."
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