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Chapter 22 The Unknown Safe House
After watching the two pickup trucks carrying Mahone leave, Roy looked around and did not find any suspicious persons. It seemed that Mahone really came alone, but what was going on?
Logically speaking, Ma Hong should at least bring a follower with him, right?

Roy was confused, as he didn't know that Mahone had been suspended.

[Observe the surroundings carefully: Insight +1]

He took out the car keys and opened the door of Ma Hong's car.

Entering the car, Roy began to search...

In the glove box behind the gear position, Roy found a pocket camera used by secret agents. Based on what Mahone had said before, Roy easily guessed that the camera contained the photos that Mahone had taken while tracking him.

Putting away the pocket camera, Roy found a small bottle of clear liquid in the glove box on the passenger seat.

Roy recognized the English label on the bottle.

LSD is lysergic acid diethylamide.

It was the same chemical substance that Irina had fed Roy before, a hallucinogen used exclusively by the CIA for interrogations.

Roy thought to himself: Good guy, you brought this thing, but now it's mine.

After putting away the glass bottle, Roy continued to search...

Two magazines, a bulletproof vest, a driver's license, a vehicle registration certificate, tissues, and an asthma spray. Nothing else.

Leaving Mahone's Lincoln, Roy retrieved Mahone's pistol and put it in the glove box of the car, then tossed the car keys to a waiting Night Gang member.

"Go, drive this car to La Farna."

"OK!"

After taking the car keys, the Night Gang member drove Mahone's Lincoln SUV away from the strip club.

Roy followed in his car.

In the parking lot of a motel called 'Bikers' House'.

Roy's Ford SUV pulled into the parking space.

In room number 3303.

The unconscious Ma Hong was stripped naked.

Oscar was recording with a Sony camcorder.

Various angles, all-round without blind spots.

Rafael and two of his core men watched the entire process
This black sister from South Sudan is very professional and has great skills. All her unsightly actions were captured on camera.

We don’t know what kind of dream Ma Hong is having at this moment, but judging from his expression, it should be a good dream.

Rafar motioned for him to get started quickly.

Details, all details...

In less than a few minutes, Ma Hong confessed.

Oscar turned off the camera.

He took out a brand new syringe that he had prepared in advance and drew out a full tube of milky white liquid.

Good guy.

Quite a lot.

This guy must have been single for a long time.

Get everything done.

Rafar whispered a few words to the black girl Niakin, then left the scene with his accomplices.

Coming to Roy's car, Rafael said, "Boss, it's done."

Oscar handed Roy the camera and the syringe filled with milky liquid.

Roy, wearing surgical gloves, took the camera and syringe and put them into different professional evidence preservation bags.

Rafael and Oscar watched Roy's car leave the parking lot.

"What does he want with this FBI semen?"

Rafael didn't understand.

Oscar spread his hands and shook his head: "I don't know."

If they could think clearly, they wouldn't have become street gang members.

in the dark.

Roy drove the car around in a big circle.

After confirming that no one was following him, he drove towards the safe house. Roy's safe house was located on the edge of Brooklyn, New York City, in the suburbs. After he became a cleaner, he forged other people's documents and rented a semi-abandoned warehouse.

The reason for renting here is entirely because this semi-abandoned warehouse was a small arsenal during World War II. The warehouse has both above-ground and underground parts.

The above-ground part is an ordinary warehouse, with a total area of ​​2000 square meters. It looks shabby and has a heavy sliding iron door on the front, which allows vehicles to enter after it is opened.

According to the design at that time, the underground part should be an air-raid fortification. The internal space is very large, with an area of ​​thousands of square meters and several rooms.

For Roy, this safe house is a secret within a secret. No one knows about it, not even his superior, Commissioner Gordon, who is aware of the existence of such a place.

In this world, this era, and this country, Roy doesn't trust anyone but himself.

Actually, this is not accurate. To be precise, there is indeed someone in this world who knows the existence of Roy's safe house, but for Roy, it is safe because this person can never escape from here.

That's right, there's someone locked up in Roy's safe house.

……

Roy's car stopped outside the warehouse.

He got out of the car and used the key to unlock the outer door, drove the SUV into the yard, got out of the car, closed the door and locked it, and Roy opened the heavy warehouse door again.

The Ford SUV was parked inside the warehouse.

Close the warehouse door.

Roy used a luggage cart to take away a two-meter-high iron cabinet.

A steel door came into view.

Insert the key into the steel door keyhole and turn it to the right.

click-

The lock opens.

Roy descended underground via a World War II-era elevator.

Walk through a corridor.

The sound of violent knocking on the iron railing reached Roy's ears.

He opened a door.

In the center of the room there is a metal cage that runs through the ceiling and the ground.

The interior of the cage is not big, only five or six square meters.

A straw mat, a faucet, a toilet, and that's it.

The man in the iron cage stopped hammering when he saw Roy.

The man was dressed in rags, had unkempt hair and an unshaven beard. Because he hadn't taken a bath for a long time, the stench from his body was as suffocating as cat feces.

The middle-aged white man is named Rashid Garrett, 39 years old, and he is the rape and murderer wanted nationwide by the FBI on TV news.

The milky white liquid in the body of the deceased Russian female came from this person.

A few months ago, Roy met this unlucky guy by chance during a solo patrol. After arresting him, Roy did not report him, but brought him here and detained him.

Before being arrested by Roy, Rashid Garrett was a serial killer wanted by the federal government.

It is precisely because of his identity that when Roy received the task of dealing with female corpses on the scene, he would carry his fingerprint molds, hair and semen to disguise the scene and mislead the police and the FBI in the direction of solving the case.

Roy counted on his fingers.

It has been several days since he last came.

The dog bowl was empty, completely clean without any residue.

It seems that Rashid is so hungry that he is confused.

Roy naturally wouldn't give him enough food. Without strength and half dead, he couldn't escape.

So he only left one or two bites of food for this pervert each time, and often didn't come here for several days.

Rashid was so hungry that his back was sticking to his chest and he was as thin as a stick.

“Food! Food! Food!”

Rasheed shouts loudly after seeing Roy.

"You don't have enough semen. Produce some and I'll give you some to eat."

"what!!!"

(End of this chapter)