Chapter 11: Stockholm (11)

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The Federation's request to negotiate with the kidnappers has now become the best life-saving talisman for Arnold and Ethel.

In fact, Leon didn't do anything to them afterwards, he just gave them a few feet each, tied the rope tightly, carefully checked whether there was anything in the house that would facilitate their escape, and then left.

The only thing to say is that they are uncomfortable, maybe they are tied too tightly, and they can only lie on the ground without dignity.

Ethel was still in the mood to play tricks, so he turned over and said, "It's a good thing I didn't kick my stomach, I'm afraid I'd vomit everything I ate."

Arnold didn't move. Objectively speaking, he was injured more severely, except for the torture Leon had given him earlier, and the violence that C vented on him, but this Germanic man survived without saying a word, which made Ethel look at him with admiration.

"Colonel Arnold, are you okay, please tell me."

In the darkness, Arnold closed his eyes and opened his eyes, his tone was flat: "If it is not necessary, please don't call me Colonel here, Mr. Ethel."

In a scene where Arnold and Lin Huaisheng cooperated with each other, Arnold confirmed that there was indeed a surveillance device in the house. Although the kidnappers could not always be watching in front of the surveillance, but in the current situation, if the kidnapped knew that he was an active federal military officer. Personally it's not a good thing.

"Okay." Ethel repented insincerely, "But no matter who the other party is, I'm afraid they don't have the mood to pay attention to us."

"Arnold, those two people are divorced."

Ethel talked about what details he observed, and then said with a smile: "That lamb is really amazing." Ethel also called Lin Huaisheng a lamb.

Arnold frowned, disapproved and said to Ethel seriously: "But he is very dangerous now. Ethel, put away your attitude of playing in the world, let alone put it on others."

Ethel sighed exaggeratedly: "I don't accept this kind of accusation."

Ethel's words were like a knife, piercing through the confusion that Arnold himself didn't even realize, and directly stabbed into the heart to grind the flesh.

"Arnold, you didn't escape either."

"You were fascinated by him."

    Ethel turned over with difficulty, facing the door, with his back to his companion. He would have given up his interest in chatting with Arnold. Instead of chatting with such a person, he might as well savor the appearance of the lamb twice in his mind. Ethel had a strange premonition, he felt that there was an unexpected soul in the lamb's cowardly appearance, which would bring them unexpected changes.

At this moment, Ethel saw a white sway through the small window next to the door.

This change was so inconspicuous in the dark that Ethel could distinguish it for a long time without taking his eyes off it, and then confirmed that it was a wrist wrapped in white gauze.

Ethel grinned, smiled, and hummed a light folk tune. It was a popular shepherd's song in Ethel's hometown.

Arnold wondered what the hell was going on with Ethel. At first he held back, but Ethel really made him rest, so Arnold had no choice but to speak again.

"Ethel, please keep quiet."

But Ethel said with a smile.

"Mr. Arnold, I'm afraid you will have to pay for your mistake."

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