| | Only the wind knows the answer. (3rd Jan 23 at 2:38am UTC) | | If you tell us what you know, you will be guarded day and night in your cell. We'll keep an eye on you. I promise you that. If you keep your mouth shut and don't speak up immediately, we'll lock you up and leave you alone, and maybe something will happen. There are enough prisoners there anyway. Maybe someone has an axe, or two people use a rope, while you sleep or go to pee.. "Please don't talk!" Cried the Algerian. "Please stop!"! Don't.. "That's better," said Russel, who, because of his size, had to keep bending deeply over Argo. If you don't talk, we'll lock you in, and you'll die. Do you understand? The Algerian nodded. How's it going "I said." Yusef? Argo said 。 In the interrogation room, the tape recorder on the desk is running. Argo kept coughing and gagging and said,plastic laminted tube, "Someone came to see me.." I've never seen it before.. The man knew that I worked at the railway station as a storekeeper. In a warehouse where the explosives were kept, for the bombing of Mount Estelaire. A lot of dynamite-want me to help with the dynamite. I have money, too. A lot of money. "So you got the explosives?" Asked Russel. So much money. I'm poor. I want to finish this damn job at the train station and finally do something else. So much money. "How much?" One hundred thousand francs. New Franc. Promised to pay me once I got the dynamite, so I stole it. It's very difficult because all the boxes are sealed and registered. I also asked a partner to work together. But he's not here. He's long gone. I don't know where he's hiding. When I got the box, I gave him twenty thousand. 'Good. So you stole a box. "With a companion." "It was handed over." "Yes." "When?" "May fifth.". It was a Friday, and I got my weekly pay that day,custom cosmetic packaging, so I remember. "When did that man first come to you?" Two days ago, the third of May. Must I have someone to protect me in the cell? Certainly, if you go on talking. Otherwise, no. "I'm talking.." I'm talking about.. "What do you think that man did with that explosive?" "I don't understand." "Yusef, don't do this to us, will you?" Laclos said. The little man Laclos, who had become unbelievable, sounded aggressive. Herman's yacht took to the air. You said it yourself, through a dynamite explosion. That's your dynamite! "No.." Nope Stop saying'no '! You know, custom cosmetic packing ,plastic cosmetic tubes, that's your dynamite! In a timed detonator! Did you offer that, too? "No!" "Only part of it is provided?" "No!"! Nope "Assembled a small and exquisite time exploder-did you make it?" "No!"! I swear, I only got dynamite! "And you swear!" This is the truth! In such a situation, why don't I tell the whole truth now? "Because you are a rascal, a scoundrel, a thief and a criminal, and now you are peeing your pants." "Yes.". It's because I'm peeing my pants right now that I'm telling it all. I'll tell you everything, officer! "Well, you only provided the explosives." "Only explosives, I send." "Shut up.". Got a reward. "Yes, I got it." "That is, someone else has assembled this timing exploder." "It must be." "Well, now tell us the name of the man who bought your dynamite." "I don't know." "Of course not." I really don't know! Where do you want to go? How could that man tell me what his name was? A telephone is ringing. Laclos picked it up and answered it. He spoke only briefly and hung up. He looked relieved. "It's the hospital," he said. "The surgery is over.". If there are no complications now, the man will be alive. Argo knelt down. I thank You, Allah, I thank You! He exclaimed.
"Shut up!" La Clos pulled up Argo. He sank heavily into the chair again. Stop acting. Your luck is better than your reason, you dirty bastard! "He survived." He survived. Murmured Argo. "I'm not the murderer. I didn't kill him.." Stop, do you hear me? Hold on! We're not done yet. If you don't know the guy's name, what does he look like? "That's not a man at all," Argo said, trembling. "What?" Russel said almost in a whisper. It wasn't a man at all, it was a woman. "A woman?" "Yes!"! Yes! A woman! "Of course you don't know her name." "Of course not." Then tell me what she looks like. Come on! I want you to tell me what she looks like! "It's hard." "We always meet at night," Argo said. She's not from around here, that's for sure. Not a native? How do you know that? Her French. She has a very strong accent. It occurred to me then that she was not a French woman at all. "So where does she come from?" "From Italy.". I have friends there, and they talk like this. Maybe Milan or Genoa. And. Also Her appearance.. She is tall and strong, much stronger than me. I'm telling the truth, the holy truth! She's strong and powerful like a man — and.. "" "And what?" Russel asked in a low voice. At that time It's so weird.. When I talk to her, I can't help thinking of my mother.. "Why do you miss your mother?" Because.. This woman is like a mother, all mothers. There is something maternal about her, do you see? www-xiaoshuotxt-c o m Only the wind knows the answer. Small, say t,cosmetic plastic tube, xt, day, Tang. emptycosmetictubes.com | |
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