We often say that everyone is an independent individual.
Yet, somehow, everyone's fates are magically intertwined.
The bar owner was released after two days of torture and torment.
Just not long ago, the special department extracted over a dozen nails, a saw blade, and treated some of his wounds.
After being inexplicably captured, the special department kept asking him questions he had never known, thought of, or heard of.
"What's your relationship with Lynch?"
"What kind of information did Lynch transmit to you?"
"How do you usually pass on intelligence?"
"Who is your superior and your subordinate?"
In short, all these questions made no sense to him. As a Gafura person, the bar owner clearly knew the special department's style, so he was honest and sincere from the very beginning.
"I don't know any Lynch!"
"I have no idea what you're talking about!"
"I'm just a bar owner, not an intelligence officer!"
"I told you, you've got the wrong person!"
