Chapter 1280

Pete took a few steps back and watched it. The beating lasted for about ten minutes. He stopped when both of Pite's men were already out of breath.

"Stay a break, go smoke a cigarette, and have some coffee." After Pete said that, he walked to Saban, who was curled up on the ground, and stepped on him and let him lie on his back.

At this moment, this guy had no idea what he had, and his blood was already confused, and his consciousness was already a little blurred.

Pete did not speak immediately, but squatted down and patted his face. Seeing that he was not very awake, he glanced at the opened eyebrow arch. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the wound, and twisted it hard on both sides.

The wound was squeezed, and fresh blood suddenly poured out of the wound, accompanied by heart-wrenching pain. The pain suddenly made Saban wake up. He screamed and said, "She was like struggling. Pete let go of his hand and rubbed blood on Saban's clothes and said, "Don't scream. It's useless. I just want you to wake up." After saying that, after looking at Saban, he said, "How is it? Have you figured out why you came here? If not, we can continue

Continue. I think you should understand that you are a spy, and here is Helmet. As long as we want, we can torture you and not let you die. The key is that no one will find you, let alone save you." As he said that, Pete stood up, looked down at the guy and continued, "Open your mouth, we don't have time to wait too long. If you don't want to, I'll let you continue. You can try all the things you've tried on your accomplices you showed when you came."

Saban lay there without chewing, and his swollen face didn't know what his expression was like at this moment. Pete just waited a little and said, "Okay, it seems you haven't thought about it yet. Then continue." He said as he looked at Ellie and signaled her, which meant to ask her to call in. "Let's change some tricks this time." Pete said, taking a few steps back, as if he wanted to make room.

"Wait...wait." Saban, who was lying on the ground, suddenly spoke.

"What? Have you figured it out?" Peter asked immediately when he saw him speak.

After slid the ground twice, Saban said with some difficulty: "I...I really don't know anything."

"Okay." Pete shook his head in disappointment, turned around and looked at his subordinates who came in and said, "Give him some ruthlessness. He just said that he felt very comfortable before." After that, he walked out.

The muffled sound of beating sounded quickly behind him. Pete walked out without even looking at it. After coming to the corridor, he looked at Eli on the side and said, "You go and rest. Maybe something else will be done soon."

Just as Pete finished speaking, the phone rang. He took out the phone and looked at it. It was Foden. He answered it immediately, and Foden said, "Sir, the number that the phone often contacted has been found. The owner of the number is a man named Sultz Southgate."

"Who is this person and where is it now?" Pete asked immediately.

"Based on his information, I found that the registered address of this person is Washington, Walm Street, Stenburg, 301, 203rd Floor, Room 301."

"Very good." Pete said: "I'll send someone to act with you right away." As he said that, he looked at Eli, and saw Eli looking at him, so Pete said: "Eli will take someone to find you, and she will contact you later. Is there anything else?"

"And that's right, those recordings about Salave are all in the archive room. If you want to listen, you can go there directly. The others are gone." Foden said.

"Okay, that's it." Pete said, hung up the phone and looked at Eli, "Folden found the owner of the number that Salave often contacted. But he didn't know whether this person was true or false, but he had to check it regardless of whether it was true or false. You should take someone to act with Foden immediately and go to Washington, where the person registered address, and find this guy."

"I understand." Ailee agreed and left with the man.

Pete looked at Ellie who left, took out a cigarette and started smoking. It seems that it is not enough to obtain information from Morini. Meghan is very careful, obviously not wanting the things that Morini saw to be leaked. I guess this guy will not enjoy freedom immediately even if he doesn't have any guilt. The key is what to do with his plan? Should he keep waiting?

At this moment, the door of Saban was closed opened, and a man walked out of it and came to Pete and said, "Sir, that guy begged for mercy. He told us not to hit him, he had something to say."

"I hope he is not talking nonsense." Pete took two sips of cigarettes and walked into the room where Saban was imprisoned. After looking at Saban who was still lying on the ground, he signaled to the others, "Let him sit up."

With Pete's instructions, Saban was quickly thrown into a chair. This guy looked even worse than before. He felt that his head could not be raised, and the blood on his face was still dripping down the edge of his cheeks.

"What are you going to say?" Pitt asked impatiently.

Saban raised his head with some difficulty, to be precise, looked at Pete with his head tilted, and then said, "I..., what do you want me to say?"

"Who does the real name work for?" asked Pete.

"Don't you already know?" Saban asked back.

Pete smiled and said, "You answer the question. If you want my people to continue, then I'm fine."

After hearing what Pete said, Pitt's men who were standing aside were about to take action. Saban immediately said, "No, no, okay, I work for Israel."

"Mossad?" Peter asked.

"Yes. Mossad." Saban said: "My task is to contact. Follow the instructions to collect information and then pass it on. That's it."

"What is your real name? When did you come to the United States?" Peter glanced at his bloody face and said to his subordinates beside him: "Help him stop the bleeding."

"My name is Aden Vimos, and the name Saban is my disguise. I entered the United States three years ago and used the identity of Saban. My task is to contact, it has always been like this, and it has never changed. So... Actually, I don't know anything." Saban replied.

Pete waved his hand and said, "I know if you don't know if you have the final say, but me. Mr. Vimos, is it right for me to call you that?"

Saban smiled bitterly and said, "On the day I set off, Aden Vimos no longer existed."

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