
Three cars and one motorcycle stopped in the courtyard of a villa in the middle of the forest. Akashi Mafioso members brought Hanz's bodyguards to be tied up in a dungeon. They were more concerned with Hanz first, about Hanz's men they would think about later.
Akashi and Richard open their disguises, wearing only black shirts and trousers. Their face coverings, glasses and jackets come off. They brought Hanz into the interrogation room. They tied him to a sturdy iron chair and would not be able to move because it was sticky on the floor.
The introductory chair was designed by Akashi as he wished. By having a psychopathic nature like Max, things like this are common. Well, a room designed according to his wishes in order to torture his prey without having to fear prey run.
Hanz woke up very quickly. His eyes opened and slowly looked around him. Can't see a thing. It could only see itself being firmly tied in this chair. Both hands are tied tightly and both feet are tied as well, even to move around is difficult.
That room of introductions is really creepy. The smell of blood had already become the air inside the room. The darkness surrounding the room created an impression of horror. There was only one lamp fixed on the introductory seat. The introductory chair in the middle of the room with the spotlight lighting it.
Hanz who saw the state of himself could not move and looked around completely dark and could not see anything even a pentillation of air from the outside alone did not exist. Hanz let out a cold sweat as he was already frightened.
For the first time he was tied up and locked up in a room like this for his entire life. Even from the very beginning he became a mafia, he had never felt or seen anything like this. All he saw was illegal goods transactions and a little fight on the street during transactions.
Hanz looked to the right, left and front. He could not find anyone in the room with him. I saw nothing but darkness. The sweat located at the end of the lining of his forehead dripped.
“Why? Never seen a room like this?” akashi asked out of the darkness and approached the light of the lamp before Hanz.
“Who are you? Want what? And why are you? Didn't Max bring me here? Where is he?” asked Hanz who raised his voice to Akashi.
“Whoever we is it important for the person who will die?” asked Richard who also appeared in front of Hanz.
“What do you want with me? I offended you guys what?” ask Hanz.
“Have you forgotten what happened a month ago? Getting orders to kill a prince from Country Z?” asked Richard took out a small knife that had a beautiful carving on its handle.
“Prince Richard Leasee!” call Hanz.
“Hahahaha, are you very polite to call me Prince?” richard asked, scraping the beautiful knife into Hanz's arm.
Hanz endured the pain from the wounds made by Richard. Only 3 cm of the wound was made by Richard on his left hand.
“Jiwaku thrashed around wanting to paint the wounds on your old body that.” Answer Akashi who has extended his tongue to the lips and put it back in.
“What do you guys want?” hanz asked directly to the core of the conversation.
“You understand too?” ask Akashi.
“For that matter I leave it to them. Because I have no grudge against you. But may I ask you where did you get this picture from? This is really pretty. I want to make it also in my right hand.” Answer Akashi.
“Really? How-to? Maybe I can help you out of them if you're telling the truth.” Akashi whispered into Hanz's ear.
“I have to tell him for the safety of my life.” Hanz replied in his heart.
“Go to port A located in China. You'll find someone wearing a jacket with the emblem. Tell him you want to join the reason of offering them what advantage?” Answer Hanz.
“When you become a member of them how do you offer him?” tanya Akashi pressed both hands of Hanz with her hands.
“I promise to sell organs in unidentified corpses or accidents. And they will give me wealth and power.” Answer Hanz.
“Alright, for you have said this truthfully. Then I'll help you get you off him. But when the count when you have to go running to my right. There's the exit.” Answer Akashi who opened all the ropes that bound him.
“I have not in vain given you the truth without lies. Your reply is really enough.” Answer Hanz.
“Remember what I said, I will only open one fastener. The rest depends on your luck. I'll try to cultivate him. As fast as you can run.” Akashi's whisper cut the strap.
“What are you doing Akashi?” replied Richard.
Richard, who pretended to be at odds with Akashi when he opened the first strap on Hanz, is the rope in his hand to Hanz's right.
“Nothing? I didn't do anything.” Akashi raised both hands.
The two of them pretended to be in a quarrel so that Hanz could quickly open the rope that tied him up quickly. Hanz ran in the direction that Akashi was told. Suddenly he was hit by something he could not see until he fell to the floor.
The light of the room is on, from dark to bright. Shows all the rooms are filled with iron walls without ventilation. There were only 5 live ACs and one introgation chair, and several lights mounted above the sky.
The iron wall that had been stained with blood spots, even the floor was filled with both dried blood and blood that had not dried yet. And even more terrifying was that there was a 5liter iron barrel filled with blood. I don't know what blood is there. The iron barrel contained blood with the estimated total being three liters of his full container.
A table on which there are sharp objects that are very familiar to Hanz as a doctor. Well, knives, scissors and more are on top of that with various blood stains as the yellowing. Hanz was so nauseous to see all of his circumference subconsciously looking at the one in front of him.
Hanz looked at his entire circumference and was completely disgusted even though he was daily dealing with human blood while performing surgical operations. And the last thing he saw was something he hit and made him fall.
“I told you already, you should run quickly. But you hit a real enemy.” Akashi laughed.
“You!” Hanz pointed with his right hand towards Max.
Max walked up to Hanz with a fiercely murderous face on his gaze and air when close to him.