Quick Transmigration: I Just Want to Die

Chapter 32

Ah Jin really got lucky.

Otherwise, it would be up to her and Sanlang to find out something.

A roll of money was given to Mani, and he was asked to buy information on insects and birds.

After fifteen minutes, Mani came back.

He gave Ah Jin a piece of paper, on which it was written that both the "insects" and the "birds" were the underlings of a gang called "viper."

The leader of the "insects" was a man named Buster, about thirty-eight years old.

There was very little news about the "birds."

They only delivered to the "insects" and then disappeared.

Ah Jin made a mental note of the name "Viper" and asked Mani, "Did they tell you where this man named Buster is?"

Mani smiled mysteriously, then said, "The information dealer said you are so generous. So he will give you a message for free. Your luck is really very good. That man is now in this alley!"

Ah Jin clinked glasses with him.

"This time, I really thank you. I have some urgent things to do, so I will leave first. The money for the drinks is on me, have a good time."

Mani was thrilled.

"Thank you, sir. It is not easy to walk at night. Try not to go out by yourself, be careful going out."

When he said "yourself," he obviously increased the tone, especially stressed that point.

Ah Jin led Sanlang out of the alley and hid in a corner.

The darkness of the night perfectly concealed their figures.

Sanlang asked, "Brother Zhou, are we going to catch that Ba-whatever? Will he bring a bodyguard."

"No, I was just hinted at by Mani before we left. He came out on his own."

Ah Jin continued, "When he comes out later, you hide here and come out when I call you out."

Sanlang did not understand, "Why?"

"The thing is, you're in the way."

Sanlang immediately shut up and retreated to the corner to soothe his wounded little soul.

Was he that useless?

He hid in the back during the attack.

The bulletproof vest was only for him.

Now he was the last one to catch someone.

He was at least a big man and could carry and run the camera for a kilometer.

Sanlang felt very sad and a little aggrieved.

Ah Jin did not care about those.

She was free to die.

It was not suitable for those around her.

The two waited outside for more than two hours.

Sanlang had been bitten by mosquitoes countless times.

Finally, Buster slowly wandered out of the alley.

He was obviously drunk and hobbled.

His mouth hummed an unknown native song.

He looked like he was in a good mood.

Ah Jin quietly followed him, as close as possible to keep pace with him.

It was then that Buster tripped over a stone at his feet.

He stumbled a bit, and just as he stood firm, he felt a heavy blow on the back of his neck, and then he was unconscious.

Ah Jin called Sanlang out, and together they carried him back to the car.

Then they drove him to an abandoned and dilapidated building.

Ah Jin found a room in the dilapidated building that was still usable.

She strapped him to a chair and told Sanlang to get water to splash him awake.

Ah Jin told Sanlang to wait and listen to her command.

That Buster was not that easy to deal with.

When Buster woke up, he found himself tied to a chair.

He tried to break free but to no avail.

Instead, the more he struggled, the tighter the rope became.

The darkness and alcohol sobered him up.

He forced himself to calm down and asked, "Who are you, and what do you want? I don't know anything."

Ah Jin did not say anything but took out a lighter from her pocket.

"Click," a little spark in the darkness.

The lighter was windproof.

There was not enough light.

Buster could not see clearly what the person looked like but could barely make out a man's hand.

Before Buster could get a closer look, Ah Jin shut the lights off, and the room was plunged back into darkness.





The only sound in the room was the lighter.

As it switched on and off, the tiny glow of light went on and off.

One minute ...

Two minutes ...

Three minutes ...

Buster cursed, "Who the hell are you people! What do you want! Say it! Say it!"

Ah Jin remained silent and continued to play with her lighter.

Five minutes passed ...

Seven minutes ...

Eight minutes ...

Ten minutes ...

Buster finally snapped.

"I will talk! I will talk about everything! Stop making that sound!"

Ah Jin held down Sanlang, who wanted to speak, and signaled him to remain quiet for a moment.

There was a long silence that answered Buster.

There was no more sound of the lighter.

There was only silence in the room.

Even the sound of gunshots outside disappeared.

Buster did not know how long he waited, but he felt that the alcohol spirit had returned.

He was beginning to feel a little drowsy.

Surprisingly, he really fell asleep without realizing it.

Ah Jin signaled to Sanlang to splash him with water to wake him up.

Buster was splashed awake and cursed furiously.

But still, no one paid attention to him.

Half an hour later, he got splashed awake again.

Buster finally couldn't take it anymore and said in tears, "I will explain everything, don't torture me anymore."

Ah Jin lowered her voice, "Speak."

Buster began to speak.

"My name is Buster, a native of Country A. The organization I work for is called "Insect." We sell contraband for a living. We get the contraband from the "Bird," but we don't know them.

He was just telling the story when he suddenly felt a cold gun muzzle against his head and even heard the sound of a bullet being loaded.

Buster swallowed nervously, and cold sweat ran down his forehead.

"Tell the truth."

Buster wavered back and forth between his own life and the organization's secrets.

In the end, he chose his life.

He was not an agent.

He was just a peddler's head.

He was not so decent, and he could only give an honest account for the sake of his own life.

According to Buster, he was from Country B.

He lived in Country A and returned to Country B after growing up, and then the organization saw this and sent him here.

They knew the "Bird."

After the "Bird's" delivery, people returned to Country B.

There was no more involvement with them.

They were all the lower ranks of an organization called "Viper."

The "Viper's" headquarters and the leader were unknown to him.

He had never seen him.

The information was the same as what Ah Jin bought.

One time when she heard someone drunk mentioned something that seemed to be involved with a particular official of Country A.

Ah Jin immediately associated it with the news that she saw before.

Could there really be a connection with him?

Buster waited nervously for the man in front of him to move.

He begged, "I've told you everything I know. Please let me go, please."

Ah Jin smiled in the darkness and said to him, "Goodbye."

In the dark, Sanlang heard a gunshot.

Then the sound of a heavy object hitting the ground followed.

Buster fell to the ground forever.

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