"If you cooperate well with our work, your sentence may be reduced. If you reform yourself in prison and abandon your faith in the abundant evil, it is not impossible to go from life imprisonment to four hundred years of imprisonment."
"In other words, you have a chance to start your life over again."
The military interrogation room inside the prison is where serious military criminals are detained and interrogated.
A man in a suit sat in a chair, holding a notebook, coldly staring at Cheng Ling, who was handcuffed and leaning back in the chair.
Hearing the man's words, Cheng Ling's face showed sarcasm. He lazily reached out and touched his stubble, yawned and said disdainfully, "Ah, hehe, you guys are really noisy. It's already two in the morning. You're not sleepy, but I can't help but feel sleepy myself."
Upon hearing this, not only the interrogators but also the high-ranking personnel outside the interrogation room frowned, their anger rising. One of the assistants couldn't help but say, "A prisoner dares to be so arrogant? He's asking for trouble!"
"Boss, let me go and teach him a lesson!"
The assistant glanced at his superior, while the woman in the black coat and stockings simply gave him a cold look and said, "Don't be impulsive. Interrogation requires patience, and you can't use force. That's the rule."
"But... this white dog killed so many of our compatriots, even kidnapped civilians, and threatened the trainees of the Industrial Construction Division, trying to sabotage our logistics operations! If he really succeeds, we..."
"Of course I know!"
Before the assistant could finish speaking, the boss interrupted in a heavy voice.
Her rose-red lips moved slightly, then she took out a lighter from her pocket, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and sighed, "Xiao Ling, I understand how you feel. The death of your comrade has been a great blow to you, but that's no excuse for breaking the rules. If we did this, wouldn't we be ruining our own reputation?"
In the end, the woman laughed self-deprecatingly. Although she said that violence should not be used to solve the problem, she was actually the one who most wanted to beat these followers of the Medicine King's secret teachings to a pulp.
Working behind the scenes in the Yunqi Army's intelligence department, she witnessed countless comrades-in-arms sacrifice themselves in the struggle against the secrets of the Medicine King.
As a leader, she felt a deep and heavy sorrow in her heart, but she could not tell anyone. She had to set an example to inspire the army.
After being scolded by the woman, Xiao Ling lowered her head, feeling resentful, but could only sigh helplessly.
Just then, a deep and abrupt voice came from behind, "Let me do it."
Upon hearing this, the group paused for a moment, then all looked behind them.
Even Cheng Ling in the interrogation room couldn't help but glance at the other person, then his brows furrowed slightly...
Lin Mo slowly emerged from the shadows and stood before the group with a blank expression.
Upon seeing this unfamiliar face, one of the interrogation room employees frowned and asked, "You're not from the interrogation department?"
The assistant, who had seen much of the world from working with the boss, immediately recognized his attire and exclaimed, "Tabernacle?"
Lin Mo nodded, his expression calm, but with an indescribable gloom, quite different from his usual carefree attitude.
The tall intelligence chief was slightly taken aback, then asked with a playful tone, "Why would someone from the Taipusi be here?"
The Intelligence Bureau is an intelligence gathering department. Apart from their own spies sent to the Abundance and the Secret Transmission of the Medicine King, their other sources of intelligence are the Interrogation Department and the Taibusi.
As a woman who frequently dealt with Fu Xuan, she knew that the Taibu Si generally did not interfere in the interrogation department's affairs.
"What? I can't even come to visit the criminals I personally dragged out?"
Lin Mo shrugged and smiled.
"You're the one who exposed him?"
The assistant beside him frowned and blurted out unconsciously.
The guy in front of me, named Cheng Ling, was found to hold a fairly high official position in the secret teachings of the Medicine King. But the person in front of me, judging from his clothes, was just a low-level diviner. How could he have been the one to expose him?
Hearing Lin Mo's words, the woman's smile deepened.
A low-level diviner? How can someone of this caliber be identified?
It seems I need to ask Fu Xuan about this. When did your Taibu Division produce such a talent?
Seeing that the other person's figure seemed somewhat familiar, Cheng Ling had a vague sense of unease.
Isn't this... that low-level diviner who created the calculation array? What's he doing here?
Interrogate me?
Cheng Ling felt both absurd and somewhat fearful.
He had a vague feeling that the failure of this mission was very likely caused by this guy.
The interrogation staff reviewed the report, frowned, and said, "Mr. Diviner of the Taibu Division, according to the report, this prisoner was arrested and escorted here by Mr. Li Yuan of the Diheng Division. Please do not fabricate facts."
The smile on the woman's face deepened imperceptibly.
The assistant behind him frowned, somewhat disgusted by the unexpected visitor.
It's understandable if you think about it. It's like a group of math whizzes discussing a difficult problem, and then a student who's only average in Chinese and not so good at math suddenly bursts into their discussion, and in the end, without explaining anything, just leaves behind a single sentence.
"I can solve this problem."
Then she asked this top student for a fountain pen...
He's handsome, cool, arrogant... and annoying.
But in the end, it turned out that the other party was just a clown.
Faced with their questions, Lin Mo smiled helplessly. He was too lazy to argue and just yawned lazily. After a day of such intense work, he really didn't have the energy to argue with others.
The assistant took a deep breath and gave Lin Mo a cold look, saying, "Mr. Diviner, please stop this nonsense. The information we obtained from their interrogation is crucial to us. Please..."
Halfway through the conversation, Lin Mo couldn't help but interrupt, "After saying all that, what were the results of your interrogation?"
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent, and the atmosphere instantly became as still as stagnant water.
Everyone looked speechless, as if they'd just eaten a bombshell, because that one sentence had hit a nerve.
Three rounds of interrogation have been conducted, with three different interrogators already involved. They've tried everything – coercion, bribery, and more – but the other party just won't cooperate. This is because the laws of Xianzhou stipulate that the interrogation department and the intelligence bureau cannot use violence to suppress prisoners for intelligence purposes, leaving them with no way to use their special skills.
In the end, all I could do was endure until now.
There has been absolutely no progress.
Seeing that the other party remained silent, Lin Mo sighed and said, "I don't want to waste time here. Let me in quickly. I guarantee I can pry this guy's mouth open within ten minutes."
Everyone fell silent, their faces grim.
The two men in the interrogation room stared at each other awkwardly, unsure of what to say.
Finally, it was the director of the intelligence agency who broke the deadlock.
"Let him give it a try."
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