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Chapter 28
"Meeting Abdul Murad"
Arriving quickly at the Philippine National Police Station in Manila, my dad and I were both eager to meet this Abdul Murad and we hoped to get him to talk about what he and Ramzi were planning. All we could think of was how far this plan was in fruition, were there more flights being targeted? And what about the Pope? Were there any more details to be uncovered about his impending visit to Manila? These we all the questions running through my head.
"Thank you for coming, Detective," said a Philippine National Police officer, shaking our hands. "He's in interrogation room 1."
"Thank you," my dad said quietly as he and Pikachu walked towards the interrogation room as I followed behind.
Upon arriving at interrogation room 1, there was Abdul Murad pasted in front of the room with his arms and legs stretched out by strands of rope. It was very clear that he was going to be tortured, to have his spirit broken.
"That's him?" I remarked. "He looks like he doesn't want to talk."
"He's going to talk if we have anything to say about it," said the colonel as a group of Philippine National Police officers walked into the room. One of them gestured to me and my dad to join us in the room. Upon stepping inside, I could see the anger in Abdul's eyes, the look of a smart man who knew he was busted. I then noticed what appeared to be batons and clubs to be used to beat him.
"Welcome, Abdul," said one of the officers. "Do you know why you are here?"
Abdul said nothing, trying to remain defiant in his body language and keep that Team Rocket spirit inside of him.
"I will ask you again," said the officer. "Do you know why you are here? We have the laptop you tried to recover with all the details on it. Care to defend yourself? You give us the information and we will not hurt you as long as you cooperate."
One of the officers then grabbed a police baton and thwacked it in his hand.
"Why do you ask me?" Abdul asked. "You should be asking Ramzi, but he isn't here."
The sarcastic tone in his voice was clearly not going to be tolerated by us and the officers and taking the baton, whacked it across Abdul's chest, causing him to wince slightly in pain.
"That's what happens when you get smart with us," cried another of the officers. "And we don't like it when criminals get smart with us. So, give us the details and we will stop the torture."
"Why don't you ask the Pikachu that escaped the apartment?" Abdul asked mockingly again, causing him to receive a punch to the gut from another of the officers.
"The Pikachu you and your friend had in captivity is being returned to his trainer as we speak where you can't capture him again."
"You can torture me…you can kill me…but you can't destroy my spirit."
This caused another blow from a baton, striking Abdul in the ribs.
"Do you realize that a man is dead? A man who was on PAL 434?" my dad asked firmly. "My son's girlfriend was on that flight and she could have been killed."
Abdul then looked over to me and Detective Pikachu with a death stare.
"It was just one man," coughed Abdul, the recent blow to him causing him to cough up some blood. "And the plot would have succeeded if the Pokemon chosen obeyed."
"You mean by that mind control gas you clowns put together," remarked the lead officer. "That's the trouble with you Team Rocket goons, you're more focused on turning Pokemon into killers than planning world domination. Well, let me tell you something, Murad, that we are not going to stop until Team Rocket is dead and done! So, if I were you, I'd start cooperating."
The lead officer then ripped open Abdul's shirt, showing the red marks across his chest. Gesturing to another officer, the officer swung a club right at Abdul's bare chest, causing him to yell in pain.
"So are you going to cooperate? Answer me!"
"We have the laptop with all the information about what you and Ramzi were planning to do. Our technicians are examining it and everything will be revealed," reproached another officer.
I then looked at Detective Pikachu and knew he was going to be a part of the interrogation process. His rosy cheeks were already generating electricity in rage.
"PIKACHU!" Pikachu yelled, shocking Abdul painfully as the officers stood by and watched.
"A Pikachu avenging another Pikachu," remarked the lead officer. "How does it feel seeing that, Abdul?"
Groaning, Abdul looked towards Detective Pikachu and spat out blood at it, landing on his face. The lead officer then walked up and slapped Abdul across the face.
"You will treat Pokemon with respect as long as we are here, Abdul. In fact, we found about 20 Pokemon in your apartment, stolen from trainers throughout Manila. Including Nidoran and Nidorina that were going to be used to poison and kill Pope John Paul II, so you are going to tell us how you obtained these Pokemon to begin with? Are you going to talk or are we going to make it hard on you?"
Abdul said nothing again and the lead officer directed two of the officers to drop Abdul's pants as well as his underwear. Two other officers who were smoking cigarettes took the cigarettes out of their mouths and still flaming, placed them on Abdul's private areas, causing him to scream in pain.
"Abdul, talk and they will stop!" I cried as the lead officer took his cigarette and put it in Abdul's right ear, the burns from the cigarettes causing him great pain, but still tried to maintain his dignity.
Sooner or later, he was going to have to confess, but at this point, it was up to him and him alone…
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