Chapter 700 Almost Geeting Fooled


    Kingsley tapped his finger on his knee, deliberately showing a thoughtful expression.


    After a long while, he nodded and epted the deal. "Alright, tell me what you know. If I am


    satisfied, I will release Stork."


    He then turned to Lancer and ordered, "Get ready. Once Mr. Oakley confesses, release our captive


    immediately!"


    They had to make it believable.


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    Therefore, they had to break through Boris'' mental line of defense.


    Sure enough, when he heard Kingsley''s words, he began violently struggling again.


    "I''ll talk! I''ll tell you everything! You must keep your promise and release Mr. Kelly," Boris demanded.


    Lancer''s face turned cold. "As long as you confess everything you know, I will definitely release


    him!"


    Then, Boris gradually stopped struggling, and a hint of uncertainty appeared in his eyes.


    "Will you... really release Mr. Kelly?" he asked.


    Lancer impatiently replied, "Ares has already given the order. Do you think we would lie to you?"


    "Hehehe..."


    Suddenly, Boris burst intoughter.


    "You Qustians are indeed extremely cunning. I almost fell for your trick!" he said.


    Stork, whose real name was Xaria Kelly, was the daughter of the Guido Club.


    Just now, Boris deliberately referred to her as Mr. Kelly, hoping to confirm whether Stork had really


    fallen into the hands of the Qustian Military.


    Unexpectedly, hisst resort had paid off.


    That move allowed him to be sure that the young man before him was trying to fool him.


    Seeing Boris'' triumphant look, Kingsley frowned and asked, "What''s that supposed to mean? What


    do you mean by saying that you almost fell for our trick?"


    "You don''t have Stork in custody! In fact, you don''t even have any clues about her!" Boris taunted


    with a sneer.


    "Hahaha... From now on, I won''t believe any of your nonsense again! You Qustians are cunning and


    inferior to us! Only by epting the rule of the King can you be saved from this filthy dump!"


    Once he finished speaking, he beganughing heartily.


    It was like he was sacrificing himself for the greater good of his people.


    Kingsley and Lancer exchanged a puzzled nce.


    Boris had taken the bait just now.


    How did he suddenly figure out their n?


    Could it be... that there was some detail they had overlooked?


    With narrowed eyes, Kingsley said, "Mr. Oakley, you seem to have no intention of confessing."


    "Hahaha. Why would I confess when you don''t have Stork in your hands?" Boris taunted.


    "Moreover, I am a specially trained elite. I won''t utter a word, even if you torture me."


    "I admit that you have strong endurance." Kingsley stood up from his chair and nodded. "Even when


    I inserted a steel needle into the BL 9 at the back of your head back then, you only confessed to


    knowing a website. From that experience, I know that you won''t reveal any further information, even


    if I torture you again."


    Boris looked at Kingsley warily and asked, "So, what method are you nning to use against me


    this time?"


    "Don''t worry. There won''t be any torture this time."


    Kingsley raised his palm like a knife as he spoke and struck Boris'' neck from behind.


    Thump!


    After a muffled sound, Boris fainted with a roll of his eyes.


    Seeing this, Lancer was surprised and asked, "Ares, aren''t you going to continue interrogating


    him?"


    "There''s nothing more we can get from him through interrogation," Kingsley exined in a deep


    voice. "He''s right. He can indeed be considered an elite spy. Therefore, we can only resort to


    special methods."


    While looking at the unconscious Boris, Lancer asked, "What special methods? Is it knocking him


    out?"