"Talk!"
Qin Ran looked at the man, a trace of surprise in his eyes.
Although extracting more information from him had been Qin Ran's intention from the start, he had never expected the man to know Herbert's whereabouts.
After all, Qin Ran had failed to learn where Herbert was even from the leader of the pursuers he had taken control of.
And clearly, that leader held a far higher position than this man.
"If I tell you, will you let me go?"
The man lay pathetically on the floor as he asked.
"Yes!"
Qin Ran nodded.
He had no objection to the man's condition.
To Qin Ran, the man's greatest value lay in the information he possessed.
And that information mattered far more than his life.
"I trust your promise, and please keep it-Herbert is at the Calhart Barracks!"
"I happened to overhear it during a conversation between that gentleman and his secretary. He's Reinhard's direct superior, Kalhart, the captain of the Special Operations Team!"
After reminding Qin Ran of his promise, the man readily told him everything he knew.
Then he lowered his head and lay still, as though resigned to his fate.
But what he expected never happened.
There were no further questions from Qin Ran, no imprisonment, and certainly no ruthless betrayal of his promise.
Only when footsteps sounded from outside and approached did the man suddenly realize that Qin Ran and his companions had already left.
The middle-aged man sprang up from the floor.
"Here!"
"I'm here!"
His voice drew the soldiers' attention, along with that of several others.
These people wore the same uniform as the pursuers' leader, and their expressions were just as cold.
If not for their different faces, they might have been cast from the same mold.
Their methods of punishment, in