Before Yang Yi entered the door, he saw Hans and Paul guarding both sides of the door. The people in the safe room had been notified, so he didn't even knock on the door when he entered the door.

Kate opened the door, Yang Yi walked in directly, and then he saw a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa with a pale face, and the one he used as the basis for judgment.

Unexpectedly, Brian and the others brought the person in the passenger seat.

“Beautiful job.”

After nodding to Brian and the others and complimenting, Yang Yi said directly: "Have you asked something? Is it...he?"

Brian said in a deep voice: "Not sure, he has never said anything, and we have just arrived here and have come before we have started interrogating you, where is the queen?"

"She is removing the traces we left and dealing with the police, I'm here myself."

After saying that, Yang Yi looked at the middle-aged man on the sofa.

He was in his fifties, thin, wearing a decent suit, a pair of frameless glasses, and crossed his hands and fingers on his legs. Although he looked a little nervous, he was quite calm.

Yang Yi thought for a moment, then he said in a deep voice to the middle-aged man in front of him: "Are you Steve Zora?"

He didn't say anything, but still sat there in a nervous but calm look.

He didn't speak, didn't panic, nor did he ask about Yang Yi and the others' identities like ordinary people. Steve was indeed a person who had seen the world. Although he had encountered major changes, he followed Djokovic for many years and experienced more things, so he knew his situation.

It is much harder to capture someone alive than kill someone. Steve understands that since he was caught, he doesn't have to worry about being killed.

"It's the hardest, have you searched?"

Yang Yi looked at Brian, who took out a wallet from his pocket and reached out to hand it to Yang Yi.

Yang Yi took out his wallet, but there were no documents in the wallet, but there were many cards.

He took out a credit card and looked at the signature behind it. Yang Yi smiled and said, "George McCann, why isn't Mr. Zora?"

Yang Yi was not disappointed, because if Steve had not been arrogant, he would not have applied for a credit card with his real name. Then, even if all the bank cards in this wallet were George McCann's name, it would not mean that the person in front of him was not Steve.

Yang Yi put his wallet on the coffee table in front of him. He pulled over a chair, and then he said in a deep voice: "Tell me your name."

Still silent, but this time Yang Yi didn't wait for too long. He said sincerely: "It's not difficult to figure out your identity. You should know that I'm talking to you now. If you just don't answer, he can only talk to you. Believe me, and you will regret it when he starts asking you."

Yang Yi pointed to Anton, and then he said in a deep voice: "Mr. Zora, you were invited to cooperate with you, so I must be polite, but my politeness is limited to Mr. Zora. Do you understand?"

A little moved, the middle-aged man sitting in front of Yang Yi finally said in a deep voice: "Yes, I am Steve Zora."

Yang Yi sighed and smiled slightly, saying, "This is a good start, so you should be able to think about why we invited you."

Steve stopped talking again.

Yang Yi spread his hands, and then he said helplessly: "Mr. Zola, if you continue to maintain a disco-cooperation attitude like this, I will be helpless."

After saying that, Yang Yi pointed at the young man who was thrown on the ground and was still in a coma, and then he whispered: "What's going on?"

"I'm knocked out, do you need to wake him up?"

Yang Yi nodded and said, "Let him wake up."

Anton picked up a glass of water and poured it on the young man's head. After a while, the young man's hands and feet trembled a few times before awakening.

"Who are you... don't kill me!"

After waking up, Yang Yi shrugged, and then he said to Steve: "So who is he?"

Steve continued to remain silent.

The young man looked at Steve, looked at Yang Yi, and after he looked around for a week, his trembling body relieved. He slowly sat up from the ground, and then he looked at Steve and said, "Sir...we..."

Yang Yi stretched out his hand and stopped the young man from continuing to speak. Then he pointed at Steve and said gently: "Who is he?"

The young man hesitated for a moment. Although he was extremely scared, he still did not answer Yang Yi's question.

Yang Yi nodded and said, "I understand, Mr. Zora, I will give you a chance in the end. If you still don't cooperate, then I can only ask you if someone else is there. Let's start with a simple one. Who is he?"

It doesn’t matter what the question is, it doesn’t matter what the young man Yang Yi pointed to is. What matters is Steve’s attitude.

But Steve still said nothing.

In this case, it is rare for people who are still so strong.

Yang Yi spread his hands, then he looked at Anton and said, "You can deal with it."

Anton took a step forward and he stood behind the young man, but his eyes were staring at Steve.

After looking at Steve coldly, after finding that Steve still had no reaction, Anton suddenly stretched out his hands and gave no chance to stop him. He hugged the young man's head with both hands and turned it up suddenly.

With a click, Anton let go of his hands and the young man went back weakly.

Steve's eyes widened, and then he shouted, "No!"

Anton said lightly: "It's too late, he's dead."

Yang Yi's heart was a sudden surprise. He wanted Anton to take over. He wanted Anton to suffer some trouble to Steve to scare him, but he didn't expect Anton to kill the young man who didn't know his name.

It's too straightforward, and you don't even give me the chance of fear or regret.

Steve was shocked. He looked at Anton, then looked at Yang Yi. He said with anger: "Why do you do this?"

Anton stepped forward over the young man's body, and he stood in front of Steve and said calmly: "Do you think we will scare you right? Do you think I will torture him first so that you can scare you right? Do you think we will ask something out of him, right? No, you were wrong, we didn't follow the routine, so he died."

After saying that, Anton took another step forward, and then he looked at Steve and said in a deep voice: "I won't give you a second chance. Now, do you decide whether to ask questions or choose an experience that is so painful that you want to die but cannot die?"

Steve immediately realized the situation, and then he immediately said in a deep voice: "May I ask."

Yang Yi sighed and said, "Why do you have to do this? Old demon, deal with the corpse, Mr. Zora, tell me how Djokovic died."
Chapter completed!