Chapter 480 - Chapter 480: Chapter 297 Global Number One?! _2 (1/2)
Chapter 480: Chapter 297 Global Number One?! _2
Croney glanced at Zheng Ming again, and suddenly an old impression surfaced in his mind, prompting him to smirk and say, “So it’s you, old chap. You’ve caught me. Your dream has come true, hasn’t it? You should thank that novelist then.”
Zheng Ming’s mouth twitched again, “I didn’t expect you to come undone here; I indeed should thank that kid.”
Croney fell silent.
His hands were cuffed and pressed against the desk as he looked at Zheng Ming, Shen Qianqian, and Hu Daqiang.
Then he said, “I didn’t expect to fall into that kid’s hands either.”
“Since you’ve fallen, you should cooperate well and strive for leniency,” Zheng Ming said, his gaze intertwining with Croney’s in an interrogative manner.
Shen Qianqian and Hu Daqiang’s gaze also rested on him.
Croney laughed.
“What are you laughing at?” asked Zheng Ming.
“You don’t understand me, nor do you understand assassins. Lin Chuan personally caught me but didn’t ask who my employer was. That’s why you couldn’t catch me,” Croney said, his smile turning into a smirk with a hint of mockery.
It was a mockery of the three before him, who knew nothing about assassins.
Shen, Hu, and Zheng looked at each other, frowning slightly.
Since it wasn’t a very formal interrogation process, just a casual inquiry, Zheng Ming asked, “It seems you’ve reflected and summed up the reasons for your capture?”
Croney chuckled lightly, “There’s no need to summarize because it’s quite obvious.”
“Let’s hear it then,” Zheng Ming indicated.
Without evasion, Croney said directly, “If it had been any other target, even if that target were you, Detective Zheng Ming, I wouldn’t have faltered, nor would I have been left behind.”
Zheng Ming’s brow tightened immediately.
Croney spoke with confidence.
They had clashed before, and Zheng Ming indeed hadn’t been able to hold on to Croney.
“So you’re attributing your failure to your opponent being too strong, not to your own shortcomings?” Shen Qianqian was the first to respond.
“Isn’t that the case?” Croney admitted frankly.
“Uh…” Shen Qianqian hesitated, unsure how to reply.
She knew Lin Chuan was strong.
Yet, she had never imagined Lin Chuan was so formidable that even ‘England’s King of Killers’, Croney, was easily subdued and even earned Croney’s recognition of his strength.
The opponent’s praise spoke volumes.
Zheng Ming squinted, “Croney, I know you. You’re a proud man who wouldn’t easily consider anyone better than you.”
“But it’s undeniable, he really is very strong,” Croney stated.
“How strong?”
Zheng Ming asked.
Croney furrowed his brow, pondered for a moment, “If I am England’s King of Killers, then he is the King of Killers on a global scale, stronger by two levels than Zeuso, Bosch, Itban, and others.”
The interrogation room immediately fell silent.
The King of Killers on a global scale?
That is, the world’s number one assassin?
Shen Qianqian quietly drew a sharp breath.
Zheng Ming’s frown deepened, “Why would you describe that young man as ‘the global King of Killers’? As far as I know, he’s a novelist.”
“A novelist?”
Croney was momentarily stunned, then shook his head and chuckled self-deprecatingly, “Never thought I’d be defeated by a novelist.”
“You haven’t answered my question yet,” Zheng Ming pressed.
Croney raised his hands, the handcuffs clinking with a crisp sound as the bright, cold light reflected off them.
He scratched his head, “The novelist must be his disguise. His true identity should be that of an assassin, a ‘professional’ assassin with skills perfected in every area.”
Croney deliberately emphasized the word ‘professional.’
Shen Qianqian’s heart skipped a beat.
Professional?