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Chapter 203 "Twelve"

After hearing what he said, the foreign interrogator beside me also suddenly looked at me, as if he wanted to ask something.

But just when I was about to open my mouth to communicate with her, she shook her head and took the initiative to leave my sight contact.

Ok……

I looked straight into his eyes, and didn't dodge the slightest bit. The sincerity that was not commensurate with his identity made me feel a little overwhelmed for a while.

It can be said with certainty that he is quite a proud person. Once this kind of person recognizes his pursuit, he will regard it as the most lofty ideal and is willing to give everything for it.

So what should I ask?
He shouldn't back down, I only have one chance.

Although I still want to ask such meaningless questions as why I want to shoot, I understand that this precious opportunity cannot be wasted just like this.

"There is something unclean in the universe."

What Kalinin said just now reminded me that if I asked him directly, I might get valuable clues.

And speaking of it, what was the name of that strange name I saw just now?

Bonnuho... what is it?

Gee!
If I had known that I was serious when I watched it, at least I would have remembered this strange pronunciation.

"What is hidden in the starry sky?"

In the end, I suppressed my desire to ask whether there was any nutritional problem, and chose to spy on the so-called "secret".

Even someone like me would like to be able to contribute something?

Or actually I'm curious too, what's the secret he's going to keep at all costs?
Wait a minute, I seem to have figured it out, isn't this secret the root cause of his hurting me...?

The person in front of me twisted his neck after hearing my question, and closed one eye in horror.

Then he twisted and lowered his body, almost lying on the table.

Excuse yo!

What kind of tricks is this scary guy playing?
"Emotions are starting to get irritable."

The interrogator next to me reminded me softly, thinking of the notes I saw before, it seems that there should be such requests that should not be deliberately stimulated.

What should I do, believe that his self-esteem is indeed far higher than ordinary people and continue to ask, or follow their requirements and no longer stimulate his emotions?

But since the opportunity is so rare, I think we should cherish it, or should we just keep asking?
"I think you should take it easy and take it as an apology for me, as you said, okay?"

Although I don't know how to better appease his emotions and continue to advance this question, but it is probably the same as the plot in some film and television works, it is not wrong to approach him with a gentle and discussive tone as much as possible Bar?
"Heh~ You, you are right, you should be compensated."

Please, can you open the other eye first, it looks really weird like this.

Just like those horror stories about cheating money, is this eye about to explode and spit out countless viruses or bugs or something to infect us all?

The ghost "crawling" on the desktop, I think this appearance should have surpassed the appearance of a normal person, right?

After the ghost looked at me a few times, the squirm stood up again. I admit that my description may be inaccurate and exaggerated, but in retrospect it was a weird squirm. I have no way of knowing how he did it of.

"Truth and the torch."

"The truth, and the torch?"

Just when I was questioning whether the vocabulary I heard was accurate, he began to speak on his own.

"No one knows where they came from, and no one knows where they're going to go."

"they?"

I subconsciously looked at the interrogator, who blinked at me, indicating that I should continue to ask questions.

"Yes, they, they..."

It, whether it is the Union language or the Imperial language, is quite strict on the use of personal pronouns. Even if the subject is chosen correctly, it will be regarded as disrespectful to others if the declension is wrong in a context that does not tolerate it.

Damn backward aristocratic etiquette, obviously already an alliance, but still holding on to the rules of the past to imprison himself...

But fortunately, this backward rule at this moment has also brought us a clue.

they?

"Can you describe to me roughly what they look like?"

"Well, haha, I don't know, unfortunately I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but what I can know is that they have no disputes and no oppression..."

dispute?

oppression?

What nonsense is this guy talking about?

This level of nonsense once gave me the illusion that I was studying church courses in a reformatory, but the interrogator seemed to be signaling me to continue asking?

In other words, this isn't just some nonsense he made up?

"Uh, well, then..."

"No, no, you've already asked too many questions, you shouldn't continue to pry into their secrets, I assure you that it will do you no good at all!"

After speaking, Eshik suddenly opened the eye that had been closed all the time, and straightened up his body, which also gave me the illusion that I was about to be thrown down by a wild beast.

"Okay, okay."

Now that this guy has already said that, no matter how much I try to lure him, he won't say anything easily.

Gazing Society... Forget that this guy seems to have a church background. Regardless of whether this thing is a cult or not, at least it cannot be completely separated from the empire.

Do you want to cheat him again?
I nodded towards the interrogator, indicating that I was ready to leave.

Eshik's gaze followed me up, and he seemed to be saying goodbye to me with his eyes, but...

It's not as simple as you think.

"Hello?"

When a clerk got up to open the door for me, I greeted him in Imperial.

Very good, very calm, without a trace of surprise or doubt, you can understand Imperial language.

"I know you can understand."

His eyes are very clean, without any deception or cover-up. If we want to talk about the control group, the doubts of the clerk and the interrogator beside me can be used as a perfect comparison.

The "friend" who was about to say goodbye to you suddenly said something strangely pronounced to you. You should be somewhat confused, right?

How could it be so peaceful?
"Have you heard of the Tribunal?"

"The court!"

Sure enough, there was a reaction!
Suddenly a hot wave of sullenness surged into his eyes. After hearing the word referee, Eshik, who had recovered to some extent, almost pulled the restraint on the table and stood up!
"You, you are their running dog!"

He lowered his voice and yelled at me in the Imperial language, which is not as proficient as my Alliance language:

"You stole my trust, you deserve to die, you deserve to be cursed!"

But I didn't expect him to have such a strong sense of resentment towards the referee, and even directly arouse such violent anger.

"No, you don't... roar!"

The deep shout seemed to be cut off by something. Esik, who had already made a roaring posture, suddenly twisted and sat down on the seat. The restraint device in his right hand flashed red, which seemed to trigger some kind of control mechanism?

"What did you just say?"

After confirming that Eshik had indeed temporarily lost consciousness, the interrogator finally spoke to me.

"If I'm not mistaken, that clerk should be able to understand the imperial language?"

"Yes, yes sir..."

Did you think I was the officer from somewhere, but it doesn't matter, when this guy looked at me just now, there was only surprise in his eyes, not confusion, obviously because he didn't know why I asked, not because he didn't know what I was talking about.

"Just make your records and hand them over to the officer next to you for review."

It doesn't matter, even if I know about this matter, it's useless. Why don't you tell the Alliance all about it and let them investigate it harder.

What are you still doing, open the door for me?

"Well, can I go out now?"

"Good boy."

Kalinin was waiting for me at the door with folded arms, the corners of his mouth raised, and he seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

"Have you heard all?"

It is not difficult to imagine that there is also a way to directly hear the conversation inside, and a standard inquiry room should generally meet the viewing needs of important people who are inconvenient to show up.

"Oh, oh, it's you, Lin Man!"

Don't come here, greasy middle-aged men don't play stickers or anything, okay!
Kalinin, who was about to rub my face, was knocked off by me, and his smile looked awkward.

"Don't be so indifferent, these incompetent guys haven't... not to mention asking anything for so long, they couldn't even make him emotionally collapse like just now."

Kalinin raised his eyebrows, and glanced at the lieutenant.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The latter also smiled awkwardly, and then returned the weapon package I gave him earlier.

"Thank you for your help. After overcoming his psychological defense, it will also be helpful for subsequent interrogations."

"Also, it wasn't us who were in charge of the investigation before. If you want to complain, you can complain about those people from the Secret Service Department!"

Although he lacked confidence, the lieutenant still chose to muster up the courage to choke Kalinin back.

"Look, I'm in a hurry."

But it's a pity that Kalinin just smiled and waved his hands, so he didn't get too entangled in this.

"Come on, my dear adjutant?"

what?
"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"To be honest, if you are interested, you might as well go to study internal affairs, or study special services. How about you really come to me and be my adjutant then?"

Kalinin led me straight out of the room under the gaze of everyone in the room.

"To be honest, if you asked me this one day ago, I would probably agree."

"Oh?"

"Then why don't you agree now?"

"Because I probably guessed that you are out of office..."

"You boy!"

(End of this chapter)