The Bizarre Adventure of Tartaros Fleet

It didn't take long for the group of people to be brought into a room where a batarian sat in front of the double-sided mirror.His right hand has disappeared below the elbow, and the sleeve of the purple prison coat is empty and tied in a knot. His face lacks interest and looks a little frustrated, but there is no fear or shrinking.

In the monotonous interrogation room, there are only tables and chairs.The Batarian sat there, his four eyes fixed on a spot on the table without moving.

"Is he refusing to recruit anything?"

asked the great warlord.Hart replied nervously:

"Yes, he has a tight mouth."

He was afraid that the boss would accuse him of being ineffective, but Oregana didn't say anything—her attention was all on the Batarian.

It was at this time that the Batarian Assassin raised his head, his four eyes glowed dimly:

"What new tricks do you guys have?" He looked over the shoulder of Policeman Hart of the Fortress, and when he saw the people behind him—especially the white-eared cat man behind him, his eyes showed anger and anger. Unconvinced look "Look who is here? Are you here to laugh at me?"

Yes, he was subdued by her, but it was not because of her sharp reflexes or excellent fighting skills.Whether my movements or tactics are perfect, I was even the first to shoot... But who would have imagined that the ambassador of the Ministry of Consolidation has a shield that can resist the executioner's pistol at zero distance?Under normal circumstances, that distance is already within the range protected by the shield and will not be blocked by the shield.

She wins with equipment—even though she thinks so, the battlefield won't tell you that.

Alicia didn't respond, she sat down next to her in an impeccable posture, and the maid next to her immediately handed her the stick.The cardinal is ready to watch a good show... At that time, he was killed by the assassins who fell from the sky and the Salary intelligence personnel who were killed in front of him (his body has not been claimed so far, and there is no evidence on his body. status thing) was terrified enough to be happy to see him in trouble now.After joining the battle in a few days, the ignited Katari people who have not yet calmed down have no sense of resistance to bloody things.

As for the law...

The Ministry of Consolidation does have a law that gives preferential treatment to prisoners of intelligent races, but... the preferential treatment of prisoners only includes civilians, regular army combatants who have lost combat effectiveness, and medical personnel.In armed conflict all persons fall into three categories: combatants, civilians and unprotected belligerents.Spies, mercenaries, and others who did not qualify as combatants were the third category, and unidentified assassins were obviously the third category, which meant that this person was not protected by the relevant laws of CONCORD at all.

And on the other side of the castle...

"Didn't you make him suffer?" Oregana asked.

Citadel Police Hart shrugged and replied:

"According to the relevant laws, we, the Citadel Police, cannot do this. But the laws of the Citadel are only used to restrain us."

The attitude is very clear. I am afraid that many people hate him at the moment—after all, in order to investigate this case, several smuggling routes have been dug out together, and several organizations in gray areas have also been banned. , and no matter how you look at these gray organizations, there are shadows of big figures.

If this Batarian knew the twists and turns behind him, he would probably immediately fall into fear and helplessness, but judging from his performance, he was completely unaware of it:

"Bah!" He spat at Oregana's feet and tilted his head to the right—a gesture that was insulting in Batarian culture. "Don't waste your time!"

"Ah……"

Oregana stretched out her hand, and Liu Lizi immediately put the ax in the hand of her boss.She activated the saw blade, and a terrible roar immediately echoed in the room, and then the blurred blade approached the batarian's right arm, cutting off a small piece like a sausage, and the blood spurted out and splashed on the ground immediately.

The Batarian didn't understand what happened at first, he stared blankly at the blood spurting out, and then the pain came up suddenly, which made him tremble all over and let out a scream:

"Ahhhhhhhhh-"

Hart, the God's Castle policeman next to him, was also taken aback, and he asked in a low voice:

"Aren't you going to ask questions? Just... this is not an interrogation..."

"We're not here for interrogation. He almost killed our Alicia, we're just here to make him suffer." The sound of the ax in Oregana's hand quieted down, and there was a rattling sound, and she replied He looked over at the Turian with uneasy eyes, "This is an execution."

"!!"

"Some things can be done, and some things can't be done, but some people don't understand this." There was no warmth in her voice, "We need to prevent this kind of thing from happening. This gentleman refused to cooperate and asked us to find the mastermind behind the scenes. But it doesn't matter. Even if the mastermind is not dead, it is very easy to prevent this kind of thing from happening-just cut off his hands and feet, cut his body open, fold out his ribs one by one, and then connect the life support device, with He flew from the Transverse Galaxy to the Perseid Veil for people to see."

Hearing this, the Batarian was already trembling.Originally, why did I insist on not saying anything?

Because the laws of the Citadel stipulate that the Citadel police cannot use torture. If you don’t tell the truth, there is still a chance of life—because no matter what, it’s just an attempted assassination. As long as you hire an Azali lawyer in Irim, you can avoid the death penalty. If you want to be imprisoned, maybe you will spend more than ten years in prison, but as long as you can enter the prison and be imprisoned, it is not impossible to find a way to get free early... Of course, it is also possible to die suddenly while sitting in the prison But at least I can die more happily.

If you tell everything you know, then the result must be more terrible than death.

As a result, the person in front of him showed himself a future that was even scarier than his imagination, let alone death.

This is not a threat or intimidation, but a calm statement of a fact, she just said what to do next - an extremely cruel torture, this torture will turn herself into a 'scarecrow' to drive away Walk any vermin that wants to get close.

At the same time, the masked person beside her has silently opened the huge suitcase.The top layer is metal parts with a cold light, knives, chisels, and many other things that can't be imagined; the second layer is a large pair of pliers and scissors, which reminds him of the idea of ​​"breaking out ribs one by one". In a word; and the third floor is all kinds of bottles and cans, as well as a battery and various pipes... that must be equipment that will not kill people.

"Uh... woo!!!"

He wanted to speak, but his tongue seemed to be knotted, he couldn't move it, and he was sweating all over his body.

"As long as people who want to make trouble see you, they will know that there are some people they can't mess with," Oregana said. "The threat of the Reapers cannot be ignored. The galaxy needs to unite. It's just as simple as 'untimely'. Two or three months of pain and one life of an assassin in exchange for at least 5 years of peace in the galaxy and tens of billions of lives, don't you think this deal...is a good deal?"

She looked at Castle Police Hart. From her eyes, the Turian had roughly guessed what the Legion Commander of the Consolidation Department wanted to do—under the hint of that look, the Castle Police thought for a few seconds , on a whim:

"I think... someone has to be responsible for this."

"That's right, someone has to be responsible for this." Oregana couldn't help showing a smile. This castle policeman guessed what she wanted to do, and this sentence cooperated quite well. "We like you very much. Don't come to work for us?"

"I am very satisfied with my current job."

"It's a pity," said the words, but there was no regret in the tone, Oregana gestured to the 'doctor', "Okay, let's start the operation."

There are always strange tricks in the interrogation, and there are countless ways to torture the guys under interrogation, making them unable to survive or die.Some people pay attention to practical effects, and only like to use the simplest and most basic interrogation techniques to pry open other people's mouths brutally and effectively; used to torture.

Oregana is different, she learned the method of manipulating fear from Ansador, and deployed it through the unique outlook on life and death of clone warriors and Khorne.With the least amount of torture and the greatest mental shock, after driving the other party to a desperate situation, open a way out—the other party will immediately rush to the only way out, and finally prostrate at your feet. At this time, you only need a small gift, It can make the other party offer loyalty.

The castle policeman Hart realized this, so he deliberately gave a step when Oregana spoke to him-someone must be responsible for this.

'Doctor'—an atmosphere group temporarily brought in from the Marine Corps— nodded, and took out a small knife with an almost blunted blade amidst a burst of metal collisions, calling it a cone rather than a knife:

"The eyes are the windows to the soul, through which people can see into your heart. We want people to see your fear and despair, so get rid of the useless things first - get rid of the eyelids first, it's simple and effective , saved a lot of trouble."

coming soon.

Seeing the terrifyingly dressed human—probably a human—walking towards him with a knife, the Batarian leaned back desperately:

"No... no no no no!!!"

"This is the path you chose." There was teasing and teasing in that voice—this must be a terrible perverted lunatic!

His heart was beating violently, and he desperately rummaged through his brain, trying to find the right words to stop the knife from approaching him.Suddenly, he thought of what the Shenbao policeman said just now.

Someone has to be responsible for this.

Then the person in charge must be a little Batarian assassin?

Not really, right?

"I...I will take you to find her...my upline...is in Irim..." He stammered and shouted, "I can take you to find her!"

"who is she?"

"It's an Asari..." The Batarian Assassin was silent for a moment, his eyes resting on the knife timidly, "She runs an intelligence system on Ilim, and no one knows what her name is... I heard That's what her subordinates call her..."

"What's her name?"

He said quietly but firmly:

"'Observer'."

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Chapter 1209 Chapter 227: Alien Mission Impossible (Fog)

Batarian Assassin North sat up from the medical bed. He slowly moved his right hand, his muscles contracted, his fingers clenched and then opened slightly, then he grabbed the Kufi jar next to him and squeezed it hard.

Snapped!

Accompanied by the sound of gas gushing out and the cold touch, the soda can was crushed, and Kufi fell to the ground along his fingers.This feeling made him tremble with excitement—the arm that was broken by the laser gun came back, and this was not a prosthetic, but an arm that was almost the same as the original... no, it was a stronger arm.

With the development of the times, prosthetic technology is no longer a rare thing, and I have known colleagues who installed prosthetics before.But that was always false. He was plagued by phantom pain until his death, which seemed to be caused by the misalignment of nerve conduction and cerebral cortex.Better prosthetics have fewer defects and more functions, but at that time the price is not affordable for an assassin like me.

But they - their original assassination targets - gave themselves a new, real arm.In the prison, Leo Regina's legion leader cut off the part carbonized by the laser gun, leaving a flat cut surface, and then the arm was attached to that place.He lightly touched the shallow wound that still remained, feeling a slight tingling pain. The doctor said that it was the discomfort caused by the continuous operation of the nanomachines used to repair the wound, and it would disappear within a few days.

This is a gift with complex meanings. From it, North feels the technical power that is completely different from the Gods Galaxy and the Citadel. In addition, what he felt in the battle before... I am not a warrior who has experienced many battles. , but was defeated by an... official engaged in government affairs, all of which stemmed from that unique technical strength.It demonstrates the all-round strength of the Consolidation Department and a completely different style of behavior from this world. At this moment, North even feels grateful for working for the Consolidation Department.

Although it was forced a few hours ago, at this moment he vaguely felt that what he had caught might be the best hand—better than those of his colleagues, or even the Celestial Eclipse mercenaries, in this stormy future In this era, it is definitely better to be employed as an intelligence officer by the Ministry of Consolidation than to be an assassin... And if I really completed the task at that time...

North couldn't help shuddering—during the operation, he thought about the reasons why the other party was willing to join him countless times. One was because of the information in his hands, the connections the assassin had and his own abilities were really useful to them, and the other One is... Alicia Ygudora Hill survived safely.Oregana's anger was genuine, if she really succeeded, then she must have been dragged away in pieces right now.

Someone has to be responsible for this...

He chewed on this sentence - he must show his ability, no matter which aspect, it is related to his life and future at the same time.It is true that he may be abandoned at any time, but as an assassin who lives in the shadow of the galaxy society, he may be abandoned at any time, which makes North never lack the courage to move forward.

Then he just stood up, intending to go out to meet his new life——

bae~

A soft thing slapped his face, followed by another slap.

"?"

"Meow meow meow! Meow! Woof!" (angry)

A white three-headed robot about as tall as his thigh was glaring at him with a sponge in his hand.She meowed, beat North's face with a sponge, and then stuffed the mop into the black water stain that the assassin who had just finished surgery pointed to on the ground.

"what……"

That was the drink I squeezed out just now...

——————————— 10 minutes later———————————

Black hidden special service ship 'Very Leopard', bridge.

The scenery outside the window stabilized, and Oregana watched the navigator Scarlet get up from the seat after unlinking, stretched vigorously, and flicked the brown ears on her head several times.This navigator is the lotus seed of a horse. The DNA analysis shows that it may be mixed with the genes of a racehorse before the war. He is good at long-distance jumps in places where the space environment is not clear, relying only on star maps. He is praised for being good at star map analysis. For the 'Little Horse Recognition Map'.

"Six jumps away, you have three shifts to rest."

"Then I'm going to rest~"

While talking, Scarlet took out a piece of carrot and put it in her mouth, and went to the training area with a bounce-she insisted that the best way to rest her brain was to run, and everyone else felt that Unbelievable... But this kind of thing still depends on the individual.

At this moment, the ship is heading for the free city of Irim controlled by the Asari. Prosperity and danger are the characteristics of that city.You can buy anything there, from high-tech gadgets to contract workers.The reason for going to Ilim this time was naturally the information provided by the assassin named North.

From the very beginning, Oregana had no intention of killing that assassin. An assassin who can get along well in the World God Galaxy is a resource in itself, and the benefits of keeping him alive to do things for himself are far greater than crushing him. It's going to be a big one to vent your anger.And the way to get him to show his loyalty is to pretend to crush him to vent his anger... After that, if you want to install a new hand, you must remove the part burned by the laser gun, so let him do part of the operation in advance, so that Just enough to convince him.

As for the impromptu atmosphere group... the things in that cart are basically tools for splicing glue, the upper tools are for repairing mold parts and nozzles, and the lower ones are filled with paint.Few people will believe the story of water-nosed pliers and its jovial companions plus quick-drying lacquer that scares an assassin into defecting.

Thinking of this, North had already arrived at the bridge, and he saluted seriously as soon as he came in—but judging from his awkward movements, he was obviously not very used to this.

"North, how about the new arm?"

"Unbelievable. It's hard to imagine that this is a prosthetic. Strong and flexible. It's strange to say, but it seems to be better than my own before..."

Oregana nodded:

"Just use it to work hard for us and prove your worth. We're not bad demons after all, and your loyalty will be rewarded - but if you break your promise to us... someone else could be responsible for the assassination , but the only one responsible for the betrayal is the betrayer himself."

The words are closed, and the murderous intent is fully exposed.North swallowed, as if the figure in front of him was not a human being, but an indescribable and indescribable monster.