474 Fishing (1/2)
Dai Li had thought that the kidnappers were taking him for the ransom. But he realized that it was more complex this time.
Before he met Blecher, Dai Li didn't plan to resist. He would pay the kidnappers the ransom. But that was before he knew the kidnappers were going to kill him.
It was a deadlock!
At this critical moment, Dai Li put aside the idea of paying to be safe. He knew his only option was to spare no efforts to live.
A man's potential would burst out when his life was in danger. It was the same for Dai Li. At that moment, he became extremely calm and thought actively. Many plans occurred to him.
I must escape. But it doesn't seem practical. They have a lot of hands and guns. So my only way is to call the police for a rescue. The key point is that I must, first of all, subdue the three here. However, I'm not likely to win a fight against all of them.
Luckily, I already have Kevin Taylor in my Athlete Illustrated Handbook. I can use a copy card. And I will have 70% of the strength of Kevin Taylor. In that way, I might be able to beat them down as long as they fight with their bare fists. But the two black men have guns! Even though I can subdue one of them, I will be killed by the other black man's gun. No matter how skillful and strong I am, the gun will be fatal to me.
More importantly, my hands are tied now and I can't move my hands. I must find a way to free my hands.
While Dai Li was thinking, Santos, the expert of interrogation, had already put his little case on the table and then turned back to ask the two black men, ”Would you like to appreciate my interrogation again?”
The two men's faces turned pale immediately.
”I never want to watch you interrogating again. It's so disgusting. It almost made me vomit. D*mn it! I can't even stand the sight of meat now,” one black man said.
”Don't mention meat! It makes me sick, too! I'll go first!” said the other black man.
”Me, too! I don't want to stay with you weirdo!”
They left firmly and closed the big steel door.
God bless me! Dai Li was happy. He had just thought of a way to win the fight against the three. But two of the three left together with their guns, which made Dai Li feel that his escape was going to be easier.
The two with guns have left. My only trouble now is that my hands are tied. I must find a way quickly to free them, Dai Li thought quickly.
The fear of the black men made Santos satisfied. He turned his back to Dai Li and opened the leather case. He said to Dai Li with a South American accent, ”Do you know? I once learned medicine. I wanted to become a surgeon. But I'm unlucky in that my family was poor, and my father was an alcoholic who spent every penny he had on drinking. And my mother left me when I was a small child to marry another man. I had to earn my college fees on my own.”
”College fees are so expensive. And learning medicine was more expensive. I couldn't afford it with normal jobs. So, I chose a lucrative job. I planted marijuana in a basement secretly. Later I was caught by the police, and I was ordered to quit school.”
”Then, I got a night shift job in a mortuary. That was a job with extra income. There were always some people who accidentally died when they were delivering drugs. And I would slit their bellies and stomachs to get the drugs out and return them to drug dealers for a big reward. Sometimes, people dying would be sent to me,” Santos said.
He turned to Dai Li with a facial expression of hysteria, and then he added, ”But I still slit their bellies and stomachs when they were not dead. Do you know the cool feeling of dissecting a living person? I could see his heart beating, his lungs breathing, and his stomach contracting. I could see the desperation on his face, the fear in his eyes. And his face was contorted with pain. That's awesome! That's great art!”
Dai Li watched Santos in terror. He realized that this skinny guy was a psychopathic murderer.
And then Santos walked over and pointed to the leather case opened by him. He said, ”These are my best friends who want to touch you closely. Choose one.”
Dai Li looked at the leather case. Inside were small knives, small saws, small awls, small hooks and so on. They were all instruments of torture. They were shining terrifyingly in the dim light. All these made a man frightened.
Dai Li finally understood how the man in the chair became so bloody.
Santos continued saying, ”It's hard to make a choice, right? Never mind. I will choose for you.”
Santos took a small knife and a small hook and said, ”This knife will cut your skin, and I am going to carve a star on your skin and use this hook to pull the star up.”
He leaned closer to Dai Li and showed Dai Li the instruments. And then he added, ”I don't know if you have learned about the Visual Analogue Scale, a method to measure the degrees of pains. According to it, pains are divided into 10 levels. 0 means painlessness while 10 means the worst pain. And I can guarantee you that these two devices in my hands will give you a pain of Level 8.”
”No! I will tell you. I will tell you the whole thing!” Dai Li cried out suddenly.