I can see right through you.

Soon Peberton came up with some soldiers, and John said, "This man is in your hands."

　　The man, who until then had been continuously struggling, suddenly stopped fighting when he saw Peberton and the others, as if resigned to his fate.

　　Peberton took control of the man and reported to John, "Our men have dispersed in search, but found no other targets, and those two (from CP9) are still leading them."

　　John frowned slightly as he remembered Spandam saying that the archeological group of historical scientists was divided into several teams, each with several people and their own ships, it was impossible that they could only catch one person and not find anyone else.

　　There was only one possibility.

　　John went up to the man, looked at him and suddenly said: "You did it on purpose."

　　The man glared at John and said nothing.

　　John didn't care and continued, "If I'm right, then you should have let us know you on purpose, why did you let us know you? Come to think of it, there's only one possibility, and that is to cover your comrades' escape, isn't it?"

　　The expression on the other man's face instantly changed, but he was still coldly snorting, "I don't know what you're talking about, I don't know why you're following me at all, you attacked the wrong one."

　　Peberton didn't care, he snapped: "How dare you argue, tell me where your companions have fled."

　　"I do not know what you're talking". The man still kept his mouth shut, and that was all he said.

　　Peberton's eyes gleamed sternly, although he usually behaved like a good old boy and was undeniable, this did not mean that he did not have a short temper, and in order to be part of an elite class, he could not be ordinary.

　　"Looks like you won't tell the truth until I show you something."

　　He said, raising his pistol and pointing it at the man, "I won't kill you, but I will shoot your leg, and after the wound appears, I will smear it with honey and find ants for you, this will surely be good, and this just the first step."

　　"If you haven't already said, I have a lot of tricks up my sleeve, by the way, I am a cook, the greatest pleasure for a person is food, but there are many terrible dishes, it will be worse than death, do you want to try?".

　　John looked at Peberton in amazement, not expecting such a side from him.

　　As for the man, a cold sweat had already broken out on his head, he realized that these sentinels were not good people and really could do this to him.

　　"Still nothing to say?"

　　Seeing that the man still didn't say anything, Peberton smiled grimly, not to mention that he actually looked rather rude.

　　"Since you are silent, I will let you try it now, you still won't die so easily."

　　But this man was also firm, and although there was fear in his heart, he remained silent.

　　Just as Peberton was about to make his move, John spoke up, "Okay, leave it to me."

　　Peberton was stunned: "John, you know the methods of interrogation."

　　He knew that John was from South Blue, but because of his age, he didn't think John was familiar with brutal interrogation techniques, so he just took the initiative to speak up.

　　John rolled his eyes, really saying his interrogation methods were definitely worse than Peberton's, those TV and movie novels from his previous life were not in vain, even if he didn't try them, there were countless methods in his head.

　　"This method is too laborious, we don't have enough time to spend it with him, leave it to me."

　　Since this man chose to stay, that meant he had to be a strong-willed person, even if he uses these cruel methods, he probably won't be able to succeed quickly, John was willing to try his own method.

　　Seeing that the interlocutor looked at himself in amazement, John laughed: "Don't worry, I'm not a rude person, I will not use such a method for interrogation and will not harm you."

　　"It's said like I'm a villain." Peberton muttered from the side.

　　John ignored him and continued, "Next, I'm asking if you're telling, or of course you're not telling."

　　The other man was obviously taken aback by what kind of joke John was playing, what did he mean by saying it's okay if you don't say anything?

　　John didn't give him time to think and immediately asked his question: "That question that was just asked, you were distracting us while your comrades were evacuating, weren't you?"

　　The man didn't answer, but John didn't get angry, instead he ordered the two soldiers who were watching the man, "Raise his head and make his eyes look at me."

　　The man tried to fight but was unsuccessful, and in the end could only stare at John with both eyes.

　　John looked into his eyes and continued, "Looks like I guessed right, second question, how many people are in your group? Thirty? Twenty nine? Twenty eight? ... Twenty-two, huh, it looks like there are twenty-two."

　　He then ordered Peberton, "Write this down, their crew is twenty-two, not including him, leaving twenty-one."

　　Peberton looked at John, dumbfounded, what the hell is going on? He didn't say anything, how could you be so sure about the number of people?

　　As soon as his eyes shifted to the man, his expression changed as the man's expression became one of sheer horror.

　　"Hiss".

　　Looking at the expression on his face, which didn't seem feigned, it became clear that what John had said was most likely true.

　　John continued.

　　"You cooperated well, I am satisfied, the next question is why did you close your eyes? Did you think that with my eyes closed I wouldn't be able to interrogate you?"

　　Before John could ask a question, the man suddenly closed his eyes and John stopped his men who were trying to open his eyelids.

　　"It's okay, it doesn't matter to me if he closes his eyes or not."

　　"You were left behind as bait, so how did your companion escape? Here, here, or here, or here, or there, oh, I see, so it was so.

　　The man who had been forced to close his eyes opened them and, looking in the direction John was pointing, looked like an angry lion.

　　"I do not understand what you're saying? I didn't tell you anything, you're crazy, a psychopath, I'm not the one you're looking for, and I have no companions, let alone know where they've gone."

　　Looking at the emotionally broken man, Peberton couldn't help but give John a thumbs up, he, who had some experience in interrogation, was already sure that John's interrogation was correct, otherwise the man would not have broken so quickly.

　　"What are you waiting for, hurry up, let people organize a chase in that direction."

　　The rest of the Marines immediately obeyed the order and went in search of the people who were searching, and quickly drove them in the direction John indicated.

P/N: Don't forget there are about five people next to John now. The rest are searching.

　　John and Peberton didn't take a single step, they stayed where they were, looking down at the broken man.

　　"Bastard, you are crazy......."

　　The man was still swearing angrily, unable to accept the fact that John had so easily received an answer from him.

　　Peberton waved his hand and ordered him to be taken away.