Munding - Legend of the Wolf Fighter

Chapter 106 - Interrogation Part 2

Even though today he was tortured to death in this place. Bambang knew that no one would save him. Even if his boss knows where he is now, but he will never save Bambang.

Because it means he will take the risk to deal with the military directly.

Ambar smiled seeing Munding want to stay here. A second later, Ambar looked towards Bambang. Without saying anything, Ambar gave a signal to the two executors.

“Kuku,” says Ambar short.

Bambang instantly pale instantly, “wait. Wait for. Shouldn't you ask me first? If I don't want to answer, you're just starting to torture me.”

The two executors who came in wearing face mask stopped their movements and glanced at Ambar. Waiting for further instructions from their superiors.

Ambar shook his head, “I don't like it that way. Caraku. I'll torture you and keep torturing you until you beg to stop."

Ambar then smiled sweetly, but the words that came out of his lips did not match the smile on his face, “about the information we wanted, I do not need it. If you have to, I'll tell the superiors that you were accidentally killed during the interrogation. End of thing.”

A bucket of cold water as if sprayed into the head of Bambang, only this time he met an interrogator who did not care about the information he wanted but preferred to torture his victims. The girl in front of him was a sadistic man. Bambang began to regret mocking and insulting this girl at the beginning of the interrogation before the arrival of Munding earlier.

“Kuku,” said Ambar repeating his command earlier.

Quickly the two executors held onto Bambang's body and tied him firmly to his chair. After that one of the executors took a pliers he had placed on the table and looked towards Ambar.

“Hand left first, let it hurt if again a midget in the bathroom,” said Ambar with a small laugh, Munding glanced at the woman in front of him with a strange look.

The sound of Bambang's screams could be heard filling the room shortly afterwards. The pinky nails of his left hand had just been removed using pliers by one of Ambar's executors.

The second executor immediately took out a bottle placed on the table and opened the lid. After that, he poured the contents into the wound that was on Bambang's little finger.

A loud scream was heard. It turned out that the bottle contained vinegar water.

The executor who holds the pliers glanced back at Ambar, “continu,” Ambar said slowly to continue the interrogation process.

Shortly thereafter the sound of pain in Bambang was again heard when the fingernails of his left hand were again removed one by one. Each time, the nail was removed, the other executor would swiftly pour vinegar into the scar, something that made Bambang feel an incredible pain.

Bambang was sitting limp with sweat soaking all over his body. Tears and snot were also seen on his face. She cried, she moaned, she screamed and she had done whatever came to her head to get Ambar to stop her torture, but it was all like the wind to the woman.

Ambar just stopped telling the two executors to stop after all the nails on Bambang's fingers were removed. And Bambang slightly breathed a sigh of relief, although the overwhelming pain still lingered on his body. The pain emanating from the tip of his ten fingers.

Bambang opened his closed eyes and glanced at Ambar who now looked slightly satisfied after successfully pulling out all the nails in Bambang's hands. Ambar glanced at his watch for a while, a moment later, he waved to the two executors who had been wearing the mask from the start.

The two of them who were actually resting instantly returned to the standby position and walked towards Ambar who was waving his hand.

“Hand already, this time toenails,” said Ambar slowly.

Bambang suddenly shouted hysterically, “stop!!! Are you human or not?? I've been yelling since then that I'm gonna give you all the information I have. Why are you still torturing me like this?”

Ambar glanced at Bambang who looked hysterical like someone who had a mental disorder, then he stood up and walked towards Bambang. Bambang looked a little nervous and shifted his chair with great difficulty to dodge this scary woman in front of him.

“Tidaakkkkkk!! Stop!!!” bambang shouted that was not touched at all and soon the pinky finger of Bambang's right hand was no longer intact as before.

A few minutes later, Ambar approached Bambang and held the man's head, “how? Ready to talk like an adult now?” ask Ambar slowly.

Bambang nodded his head quickly, as if afraid that if a little too late he nodded his head would make him lose one more segment of his fingers. Ambar smiled seeing it.

“Who was your boss that assigned you to watch over Bram?” ask Ambar.

Bambang raised his head and without hesitation replied, “Yusuf Budi Setia. Our Intel dir.”

Ambar nodded his head and smiled, “a director of a unit. Must have the rank of Kombes or at least AKBP,” muttered Ambar.

“Is he the same person who supplied Bram?” ask Ambar.

“Pak Yusuf who backs up all MinMaks operations in terms of our institution. Mr. Yusuf also provided the funds. Find supply and of course ask for profit from the results of our operation,” said Bambang with a vibrating voice because it endured the pain that never disappeared from both hands.

After taking a deep breath, Bambang continued, “but there is one more person who always accompanied Mr. Yusuf. He became a coach in our elite team. But I have absolutely no idea of his identity. We were just told by Mr. Yusuf to call him ‘Guru’ and we never asked why.”

Ambar seemed to think for a while then asked again to Bambang who was still down with his whole body shaking and blood that had not stopped dripping from the tip of his little finger that was cut just now.

“What is the purpose of your boss educating and building MinMaks?” ask Ambar again.

“I don't know. My job is just to monitor and monitor all the movements of Bram and MinMaks and then report to him if something suspicious happens,” Bambang replied in a voice resembling a groan.

“I hope you're not lying. We'll keep you in our facility until this is over. If you are caught lying, we will continue our torment with your toes,” Threatens Ambar.

Ambar then invited Munding, who had been quiet, to leave the interrogation room. Soon, Ambar had called someone and mentioned the name of Yusuf Budi Setia who seemed to be the mastermind of all crime and drug trafficking activities in Harsa.

“Already, you calm down. This is no longer your business. Let us handle this,” Ambar said with a smile towards Munding.

Munding just glanced at Ambar, the woman who was very sadistic and could do that to Bambang, now as if to be a sinless woman who was trying to calm a child.

“I am concerned about her future husband,” Inner Munding in heart.

But, a moment later Munding stopped walking, “wait a minute, that means my mission is done right?” ask Munding with a cheerful face.

“Eh?” Ambar was surprised by Munding's question, “not so, I mean earlier... I mean.” Ambar looked confused to continue his own sentence.

Munding directly cut Ambar that still looks confusing, “I still remember the words of Mr. Broto at that time. He said, ‘the first one, your priority remains to protect my daughter. The second, try to go in and browse all the crime activities in there.’ like that was the instruction of Mr Broto?”

Munding was silent for a while after that continued again, “although there are still many other small crimes that occur in Harsa, but the majority of the activity was carried out by MinMaks. So, if we can take down MinMaks mastermind, that means my job is done, right?”

“Munding,” Ambar replied slowly, “I can't decide this. It requires authentication that is well above my level. I have to report it to Mr. Broto before I can give you an answer.”

“OK. Please help me confirm that. If my mission is complete, it means that as you promised, I will not return to prison. I will go home.” Munding said with a bright smile on her lips.