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Chapter 202 "Eleventh"

Everyone looked at me, even the person sitting at the desk next to me and fiddling with the computer.

Hey brother, you still have "Burning Star III" hanging in the backstage, so you can't join in the fun if you're a bastard, okay?
Oh, to mention, the first and second parts of Burning Starry Sky are both holographic games, only the third one after castration... It should be said that it is a game specially designed for computers.

"Bitter Lord!"

"Bitter Lord?"

"Bitter Lord."

Alas, I had already planned not to join in the fun, but now Kalinin put the pressure on me again.

That damned Cons... let's call him Constantine!
While talking and laughing, the two completed the communication in six words. In a sense, the two brains seemed to be on the same channel.

"Um... well, but I can only give you a maximum of 3 minutes, and you have to wear a restraint device."

Well, 3 minutes is enough... wait?
"Restrainer?"

The junior officer in front of me nodded, while Kalinin gave me a helpless look, as if saying:

"Ah, good luck to myself~"

shit!

"We fully believe that you will not take any drastic actions, but unfortunately this is required by the rules and regulations, and we can only apologize..."

The requirements of the rules and regulations... I probably understand it, and I'm afraid that I will go in and beat this guy violently, right?
But I can also understand, after all, I almost killed my enemy. If I put it in the era when medical technology was underdeveloped, I should have buried the ashes by now...

Kalinin gave me a slight nod, motioning for me to agree to the request.

Maybe he has something special he wants to ask, and now it seems that I am the only one who will ask him for it.

Well, out of helplessness towards life and the incompetence of this "superior leader", I can only lower my proud head for the time being.

"this way please."

Seeing my slight nod in agreement, the lieutenant patted my shoulder and raised his jaw in the direction of the room we entered.

I didn't pay attention when I came in, but now I see that the alloy frame and door frame are implanted behind the door, and it has a reinforced hinge lock, which seems to even have a certain anti-knock ability.

It looks like it's been a few years, and it wasn't converted into an interrogation room. It turned out to be such a defense standard.

Reinforced explosion-proof doors, independent single room and single entry, it is hard to imagine what kind of facility this place originally existed.

From the remaining pipes and lines on the ceiling, as well as the rivet holes on the ground used to fix the base, it can be deduced that a huge machine was originally installed here.

As for other information, I don't know...

So this handcuff-like thing is their "restraint device"?
"Don't tell me that these handcuffs are restraints?"

"Well, the purchase price of a dedicated restraint is hundreds of times that of this thing, and we have a lot of this tool ready-made, so..."

Many, ready-made, tools.

Is this how this guy views this cold and cruel instrument of torture?

"Uh, maybe it's uncomfortable... Oh, it's definitely not as comfortable as a special restraint device."

Maybe it was because of the contempt and doubt in my eyes, the young officer scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"But you can rest assured that although it is still a little hard, we have properly adjusted the tightness and removed the reverse spines on the wrist. As long as you don't try to break free, you don't have to worry about getting hurt at all."

"Also, please take the initiative to hand over the weapons you carry to us for safekeeping, and they will be returned to you when you remove the restraints when you come out."

"Here, brand new and unopened."

The young officer watched me take out a box that looked like a courier from my arms, and seemed a little dazed for a while.

"Um, ah, sorry."

"Is this the only thing?"

The person in front of me suddenly woke up and reached out to take my box.

"Then why do you think I have other weapons?"

"You... aren't Chief Kalinin's new adjutant?"

The person in front of him was a little hesitant, and the questioning in his eyes flashed past.

The new adjutant, so he treated me as Kalinin's adjutant from the very beginning?

"Oh sorry, I shouldn't have suspected..."

"It's okay, you can doubt it at will, but it doesn't prevent me from being just an unlucky guy who got shot for no reason."

It's useless to say anything, why don't you show him the wound on my abdomen, although it has almost healed, but you can vaguely feel the previous hideous appearance from the shape and size.

"Ok."

After confirming my wound, the person in front of me waved his hand, indicating that I can put on my clothes.

That's it, people are always willing to believe what they see with their own eyes, even if everyone knows that what they see with their own eyes may not be the truth.

But this is still the cheapest and most reliable way to identify, not one of them.

It is strange to say that after knowing that I am not Kalinin's adjutant, the lieutenant's attitude towards me seems to have become much warmer. Is it my illusion?

By the way, do you guys really have nothing to ask?
Kalinin sat at the table calmly and watched the fisherman play the game, and even smiled at me after seeing us come back.

In other words, don't worry about anything else, if you two play the game in such an upright manner, will there really be no problems?

I'd better go over and ask Kalinin, his appearance really puzzles me.

"Don't you have anything to ask?"

"No."

What is so angry is that he actually imitated me, biting his lip and answering in a low voice:

"No."

Gee!
What a cold word, if I had known this guy was like this, I should have refused to accept it just now!

Could it be that Kalinin thought that I really wanted to go in and make gestures with him, so he pushed me in very forcefully, and then I saw that he was so tough and thought he had some special questions to ask, and finally agreed?
What the hell is going both ways?
The other side was already standing at the door, already waiting for me to pass and take me in.

Speaking of it, it seems that they don't verify their identity at all?
I don't know this guy's name now, and they don't pay attention to who I am at all, and they completely acquiesce in Kalinin's face.

He even directly acquiesced that I was Kalinin's adjutant... I seemed to suddenly understand what he thought of me before.

Realizing that he might be blocked, Kalinin found an adjutant or assistant to pretend to be the victim. I don't know what agreement they have, but this will ensure that his questions will have a chance to be asked.

So it's actually going in three directions... ok.

"If you have any questions, you can immediately seek help from the interrogator inside."

"clear."

"Also, time is precious, try to come out as early as possible?"

Why does it feel like he is discussing with me? What can I say about this besides agreeing?
"clear."

"Go."

After passing through the unlocked door, the environment in the room was relatively dark. At this moment, the three people sitting in the interrogation booth turned to look at me.

Two clerks and a...female alien?
She is very tall, even if she is sitting, she is much taller than my "similar" next to me. There is a horn-shaped protrusion on the left ear, and I can't see much information in the poor light.

The lieutenant walked over and whispered to her for a while, then glanced at me, and left again.

"Just tell them when you're coming out."

Only such a sentence was left when it brushed past me.

"Sit down, young man."

The female voices of alien races are very strange, and they don't seem to use the vocal cords to make sounds like us.

On the other side, Eshik's hands were tied to the table by restraints, showing a weird posture half lying on the table.

The latter saw me observing him, but instead smiled at me politely.

"You're confused."

Ok?
Is this talking to me?

"It's not so much confusion as you're feeling...frightened, you're trying to escape."

This... Can this guy read minds?
"You must be wondering if I can read minds or something, and my answer is no."

Do you still dare to say that you will not be?
Where did the alien witch come from?
"You don't have to be afraid, this is not a trick."

"My race has the ability to capture and sense microbe electricity. We will use this organ to communicate, but we can also feel the...emotions of other creatures to a certain extent."

what is this?
Racial skills in some games?
This is even more fantasy than the content in the game. Can it be said that rounding up is telepathy? No wonder being this kind of interrogator here can be said to be a perfect match!
"Unfortunately, this is not the so-called telepathy."

Say no!

"You don't need to spend more precious time exploring, you should have a lot of things you want to ask, you can tell me, or you can ask directly."

Perhaps it was because the lieutenant and she had explained my background just now, so she directly said such words to me.

"Haha, you are well."

I made eye contact with me again, and Aishik still kept a gentle smile, and even greeted me directly.

But I'm not in the mood to greet him.

This position is probably the glass window, but it seems to be one-way. From here, there is only darkness blending into the wall.

"Praise be to advanced medicine, I am glad you are still so healthy."

I'm also very glad that you haven't been tortured by the Alliance gang yet, oh no kidding, I'm sorry.

"Hehe, you don't have to look at me like that, I can totally apologize to you."

Apologize?

How dare he apologize?

If an apology is useful, why do you need the death penalty... Calm down, calm down Lin Man, don't you take this matter to heart at all?
In fact, I seem to have overestimated myself. When I actually sat in front of this guy, my emotions became a little uncontrollable.

The right hand is clenched so tightly, if there is no accident, I really want to go up and punch him twice.

"You should have a lot of questions. You can ask me. As compensation, I will know everything about your questions."

(End of this chapter)