The walls of the interrogation chamber of the city's military prison were glossy with metal, and a few simple ornaments were placed on the magnetic material. Several officials of the Investigation Bureau, dressed in black suits, watched in silence at Xu Le, who was handcuffed to a chair and half of his body.

The only sound in the quiet room was the sound of electricity and the muffled grunt of pain that came from his dry lips.

The spikes after the electric current were applied, struggling and shaking under Xu Le's skin, transmitting pain into his body, but also making his mind clearer. I hadn't slept for a few days, and my mental state was on the verge of collapse, and at this time, the pain was inflicted on my body, but I was able to slowly raise my head and squint at these officials, with pain in my eyes calm.

After Xu Songzi asked him to sign those legal documents, an interrogation from the government followed. The investigation process of the terrorist attack on the Foundation building has finally entered the stage of questioning the suspect. This is the fourth day of the FBI's consecutive arraignment, and although he has endured unprecedented mental and torture during these four days, he has kept in mind the message Xu Songzi has passed on to him, and has remained absolutely silent.

An official looked at Xu Le, who was bleeding from the corner of his lip on the chair, shook his head at his boss next to him, and turned off the instrument next to him.

At this time, the output current has greatly exceeded the upper limit of the FBI's daily use, but the suspect has never spoken. Although the officials in charge of the investigation knew that Xu Le was a captain in the federal military, they still couldn't understand how he could survive the torture of the past few days.

"It's been four days and I haven't introduced myself. ”

The thin FBI officer, with a pale face and a deep cold look, took off his white gloves, walked in front of Xu Le, lifted his chin with a finger, and said: "I am the director of the fourth section of the FBI, and I am fully responsible for reviewing all matters related to Qinglong Mountain, I know your identity, but under my hands, don't expect anyone to be able to rescue you." ”

"It's a boring threat, and I know that. The director of the fourth section waved his hand to let his subordinates turn off the headlights in the interrogation room, and turned on the strong table lamp, shining on Xu Le's bloodstained face.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you admit it or not, you have killed so many people, even the agents of the Secret Service you dare to kill, do you still expect to get out alive?"

"That's right. I forgot to tell you. Last year, the Linhai Gymnasium case was also the place where I presided over the trial. I know what your role was in that case. It's just that now we are hostile to each other. Don't forget. Seven officers of the Second Military Region eventually committed suicide in the room. Do you think you'll be able to outlast them?"

The head of the fourth section let go of his fingers. Let Xu Ledi's head hang weakly. Said with a smile.

After saying that. He retrieved the white gloves on the table. Wiped the blood on his hands. Tell your subordinates: "I'm going to have a cup of coffee." Treat this child's wounds. Be careful not to let the child fall asleep, though. ”

The Inland Investigation Bureau officer nodded. He stepped forward and began to scrub Xu Ledi's body with clean water. Then the military equipped with a polymer medical spray for Xu Le to quickly treat the subtle small wounds on the skin.

It's just that the blazing lamp still shines coldly on Xu Le's closed eyes. The headphones in his ears were still playing, crying like a ghost. Terrible noise like rat devouring.

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An hour later, the head of the fourth section finished his coffee, took a nap on the sand, and then walked back to the interrogation room. He looked at his subordinates who were checking Xu Le's eyes, and said with a gloomy face, "The record has been broken?"

"Yes. The subordinate official said with a wry smile: "I don't know what happened to the result of the interrogation over there, whether it also broke the record." ”

The director of the fourth section said gloomily: "Shi Qinghai is the most outstanding special operations personnel in the bureau, and he has been trained by the army for so long, I am afraid that the results will not be faster than our side." ”

The electricity turned on again, and Di Xu Le, who was in a half-asleep state, did not control his instincts, and let out a low howl of pain, the bruises on his neck appeared, and beads of sweat flowed down his forehead.

The director of the fourth section moved a chair, sat in front of Xu Ledi, looked down at the heavy magnetic shackles on this person's ankles, and subconsciously touched his nose.

If it weren't for the fact that the security control measures of Allure Prison have always been foolproof, he really wouldn't dare to get so close to this dangerous person.

Xu Le opened his eyes and stared at him, a fierce look drifting through.

"Revenge? It's a pity you don't have a chance to take revenge. ”

The director of the fourth section flicked his fingers and ordered his subordinate officials to use various technical means again and again, doubly destroying Xu Ledi and his spirit, and said in a deep voice: "You are an orphan without a father and mother, becoming a terrorist, it may be a matter of family education, I admit that your willpower is stronger than I expected, but you must also admit that your spirit is about to collapse." ”

"Anyway, you can't support it, why do you have to suffer these sins more?" said indifferently to the director of the fourth section: "Why should I humiliate you and your family again?"

Xu Le coughed softly, only after experiencing the four days of interrogation himself, did he know how terrifying the extremely professional interrogation methods of the FBI were, even if he was really a stone, he was already grinding out a few deep cracks.

He has not undergone anti-torture training, but with the breath in his heart, and the nerve of perseverance to mutation, he knows through Xu Songzi that he is not necessarily a dead end, although he does not know the real reason, but he must grit his teeth and endure this period of time.

Xu Le's stiff result made the FBI officials begin to feel chilled and panicked, but he also knew that he was about to enter the stage of rejuvenation, and at that time, under the professional inducement methods of the bureau, he might inexplicably speak.

He didn't understand why the government still wanted to interrogate him, kill Medellin, and not be able to live, this was the ending he had already mentally prepared, and he didn't understand why the other party wanted to associate himself with the Qinglong Mountain Army, was it because of Shi Qinghai's guy? Or did the federation need a suitable charge?

He raised his head with difficulty and said in a hoarse voice: "Medellin was killed by me, but this has nothing to do with Qinglong Mountain. ”

"Why did you kill him?" the head of the fourth section of the General Department perked up and asked quickly.

If Xu Le didn't open his mouth again, he was really worried about whether he would collapse first, after staying up in a ghost place like Allure Military Prison for so many days, he always felt that the suspect in the chair was like a silent stone, about to crush his professional patience into violent pieces.

"Because he's damned. Xu Le bowed his head and said.

The director of the fourth section was silent for a moment, and suddenly stood up

took the earphones in Xu Le's ear, tugged at his earlobe furiously, and said to him, "This is not the answer I want...... You know what answer I want!"

Xu Le's earlobe was torn open, blood flowed down his cheeks, and he lowered his head again and fell silent again.

The director of the fourth section suddenly slapped him coldly and said, "I'm about to take it anymore, I think you're about to be able to hold it back, we can see who can survive to the end." ”

Feeling the current rushing into his body again, Xu Le lowered his head and snorted miserably.

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President Pabur stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the presidential residence, the night reflecting on his swarthy face, but showing a faint and bright luster. After the meeting, he took a shower and drank a cup of coffee, but still did not feel sleepy, and stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the lawn outside, silently thinking about something.

Brin, the head of the President's Office, knocked on the door and came in, holding a plaid pajamas in his hand, he walked up to President Pabul's side and said softly: "Madame woke up just now, please rest early." ”

President Pabul hummed, took the pajamas and draped them over his slightly cool shoulders, and said, "Let her sleep first, I still have some things to think about." ”

Brin nodded, and as he was about to leave, he heard the president's deep voice: "There is something I want to ask you." ”

During the tenure of the previous President Seger, Brin began to serve as deputy director of the Office of the President's Residence. Generally speaking, when the president's residence has a new owner, the staff of the office, especially the two directors of the first and the other deputies, must definitely leave, because no federal president wants to use his predecessor's henchmen by his side, which is an extremely dangerous and stupid move.

But Brin stayed, and was even promoted to head of the office by President Pabur. He knew very well that it was because of his relationship with Mrs. Tai that President Pabul trusted him so much, but in the past five months, Brin's heart had been a little worried, because he could not be sure that His Excellency the President would always use an official close to the Tai family.

At this time tonight, the president left him in his office, what does this mean? Director Brin was a little nervous, but on the surface, he stood quietly behind Mr. President with a calm face, and did not ask, waiting for Mr. President to ask.

After a long silence, President Pabur looked back at him and said in a deep voice: "What do you think about last year's investigation into the Medellín case?"

Hearing this, Brin felt his heart explode suddenly, the Medellin project was designed by Mo Chou Houshan, the purpose was to reach the peak of federal power for the gentleman in front of him, but at this time, Mr. Pabur wanted to ask his own opinion...... A chill that bloomed from the depths of his heart took over his body, and he was silent, thinking, but he couldn't find the words to use.

President Pabur looked at him with calm eyes and said: "We can't let everyone in the Federation put themselves in danger, and we can't let the confidence of the Federation suffer a serious blow, so it is inconvenient to reveal the identity of the Medellin spy ...... This was the suggestion of the National Security Committee, and the military did not explicitly oppose it, so I accepted it. But I think that the Medellín project, which was suspended last year, can be continued, and the metropolitan daily will exert some pressure to reinstate Bob and Wood, and continue to dig deep into the clues in the Medellín project, and the things stored in the central database can also be selected to be handed over to Capitol Hill. ”

A series of words flowed from the mouth of the calm Mr. President, very clear and powerful. His Excellency the President, who came from the bottom, said with a hint of perseverance: "In this universe, it is no longer the pre-imperial period, there is nothing to say for respect and death, and you can't die once, this is not okay." ”

Brin was an extremely intelligent person, otherwise he would not have stayed in the presidential residence for so long, he understood the hidden meaning of Mr. President's words, his heart was cold, and cold beads of sweat began to ooze from his back.

"What do you think about that soldier named Xu Le?" President Pabul suddenly changed the subject, nominally he was asking Brin, but in reality he was declaring his true opinion on many things.

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After leaving the round office, Brin gently closed the heavy black wooden door and stepped on the soft carpet towards his office, but his steps were unusually heavy. He understood what Mr. President had said to him -- between Mo Chou, who had secretly supported him for many years, and his absolute allegiance to Mr. President, he had to choose a path.

The long carpet came to an end, and Director Brin gradually raised his head, his young face was filled with a determined look, and he smiled and gossiped with the maid who walked by.

He has already made his choice.

After spending five months with President Pabur, he was deeply struck by the charisma of his personality, and he was born to do something, and to follow this resolute but not pedantic, clear but determined leader of the Union, whether for his own future or to practice his own spiritual pursuits, he should take a risk.

In his office, he took out his encrypted phone and made several phone calls, explaining what the president had hinted at. During the last call, after a moment of silence, he said very seriously: "Heroes of the Federation, you can shed blood, but you can't let them shed tears anymore. ”

This is President Pabul's true opinion of the young man named Xu Le, Mr. President has not made it clear, but today Brin understood, so he faithfully conveyed Mr. President's subtle instructions to those who had been waiting.

Putting down the phone, Director Brin untied his collar, thinking of the lady's instructions, and couldn't help but take a few big breaths before calming down his mood.

The federal military wanted to protect Xu Le, but they could not come forward because of the special nature of the army. The old man in Philadelphia who can influence the Federation has been sitting by the lake and fishing......

Mr. President cherished his talent and wanted to spare Xu Le's life, but because of the strong opposition within the government, the panic of the family behind the scenes, and especially the meaning of the lady, he cautiously remained silent—Mr. Pabul became president of the Union, and that lady and the great power she represented played an extremely important role, and in every sense of the word, President Pabul greatly valued the attitude of that lady.

Holding the phone in his sweaty hand, Brin lowered his head, sorted out the things he had thought about before, and couldn't help but sigh softly, the young man named Xu Ledi was around him, and he pushed himself to the front desk around such a complicated issue.

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The interrogation in the military prison has entered the last two hours of the fourth day. The head of the FBI's fourth section has red eyes and a head

He vigorously ripped the button on his neck and shouted angrily: "You have only given us seven days to eat! Where are all your majors?"

The professional torture experts of the Investigation Bureau in the room silently operated the instruments in their hands, and no one dared to answer, because they didn't know how to answer - why did this guy not collapse even though he had exceeded the limits of human beings!

The current increased again, and Xu Le, who was sitting on a chair covered in blood, suddenly laughed indistinctly, and the laughter was a little weird.

He was almost overwhelmed.

The director of the fourth section waved his hand and motioned to his subordinates to adjust the current intensity to the appropriate position, but walked in front of Xu Le, frowning and listening carefully to Xu Le's vague words.

Xu Le straightened his head with difficulty, looked at the face of the official in front of him, and his heart was full of cold emotions - in order to hide himself, for the good moment of escaping from prison, he endured it for a long time, but at this time, the noise in his head, and the silence of the old thing, let him know that if he endured it any longer, he could only endure it until he collapsed.

"When I was younger, I was actually a very naughty person who was very good at saying weird things. ”

He squinted, looked at the other party's face, and said in a low voice in a hoarse voice: "But I don't know why, but then I said less and less, and became more and more silent...... Probably after following the uncle, the uncle has more and more strange things about the world, and I want to be an audience, so I have to say a few words. ”

"Wake up, lad. ”

The director of the fourth section slapped Xu Le's face, and said softly: "We'll talk about your childhood story later, let's talk about what happened five months ago." ”

"Don't hit me anymore. ”

Xu Le didn't speak according to his thoughts, but stared at his eyes very seriously: "Don't look at me smirking every day, I look loyal and honest...... Actually, I'm a very vindictive person, otherwise why would I kill Medellín? I want to smash your face now, and if you beat me again, I'm afraid I'll be forced to kill you. ”

The head of the fourth section smiled brightly, the pale face that was haggard and pale because of lack of sleep, did not need to be beaten, and looked extremely terrifying, he suppressed the irritability in his heart, stared at his eyes and asked with a strange smile: "Is it?"

He grinned, showed his white teeth, raised his right hand and began to slap Xu Le's cheek, pop!

The palm of the hand fell on the face getting heavier and louder......

Blood flowed from Xu Le's lips, but he didn't seem to feel anything, just stared at the official's cold and crazy face through the blazing light in front of him.

His face was painful and swollen, but Xu Le thought that after he escaped from Donglin, because of his identity as a fugitive, he became more silent and more honest, but occasionally he had to go crazy.

"The less he talks, the less he speaks, the less he speaks. He coughed up two mouthfuls of blood foam and said, "Although I have a lot, some of them can't be expressed." ”

"What do you want to express. The director stopped slapping his face and indifferently motioned to his subordinates to wipe themselves with a handkerchief.

Xu Le on the chair paused slightly, lowered his head and said, "I'm used to just doing it now, not saying it." ”

After saying this, in his squinted eyes, the pupils suddenly narrowed, and at the same time, the pale face with blood began to turn red sharply, and the body that was tightly attached to the chair also began to tremble violently.

"Director, do you want to stop for a moment?" The official in the room noticed the abnormality and quickly suggested: "After so many days of strong current stimulation, I'm worried that he won't be able to stand it." ”

"It's just that he can't stand it. The director of the fourth department stared at Xu Ledi's pupils and his rapidly trembling body, and said indifferently.

"Director, the suspect's medical file states that he has epilepsy++...... If he is really dead, how can we deal with the above?" the subordinate official reminded in a trembling voice.

"He's trying to play dead...... It's a pity that it's not like it, it's pretending to have diarrhea, do you want to pull it in your pants?"

The director of the fourth section looked at Xu Le, who looked like a convulsion on the chair, and said coldly: "Tell you, there were once more than 20 people who had done this kind of thing in front of me in order to get a temporary break, you can try it." ”

Suddenly, Xu Le's body stopped trembling, he closed his eyes tightly, and then opened them, looking at the director expressionlessly.

With a crisp sound, the alloy handcuffs that handcuffed him to the chair suddenly broke from it, and then, the magnetic alloy shackles at the ankles actually got rid of the magnetic ground and lifted up like lightning.

Xu Le raised his feet wearing heavy alloy shackles and kicked them the cold and hateful face of the director of the fourth section of the General Headquarters!

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A stream of blood rushed through the dark sky, spreading out like a flower in the light of the blazing lamp. In this slow-motion shot, the cold FBI director didn't snort, and was kicked directly against the wall by the huge force, accompanied by a loud noise, I don't know how many fractures he had, and he fell directly unconscious to the ground.

Xu Le was still sitting on the chair, kicking his feet into the air and just finished his movements, but he was pulled down by the strong adsorption force of the magnetic ground, and there was a muffled sound, and his feet stepped on the ground fiercely, and the huge impact force actually made his calf muscle fibers feel sore.

The combination of the magnetic area and the shackles of felons is the most stringent security control measure in the Allure Military Prison, which has probably only been enjoyed by Xu Le in the past few decades, especially in the interrogation room, through electronic control adjustment, the power of the magnetic ground is enough to suck the felons wearing shackles like nails into wood.

Who would have thought that under such security control measures, Xu Le, who looked dying on the chair, would be able to forcibly break through this powerful adsorption force and lift his legs in an instant!

The remaining FBI officials in the interrogation room, looking at this incredible scene, suddenly stiffened, and subconsciously wanted to raise their guns to shoot Xu Le on the chair to death, only to realize that their guns had already been taken away by the prison authorities.

Xu Le, who was pale and covered in blood in the chair, squinted at the officials in the room who were like great enemies, and looked at the unconscious chief official under the corner, his mood was as comfortable as if he had just finished going to the toilet, and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't want to speak, he is too verbose, so I have to ask him to shut up." ”

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(This chapter was written ahead of schedule.,I didn't expect the action to be faster than I expected.,I also wrote six thousand.,There's actually something wrong with this chapter.,I just wanted to write a cutscene.,But I didn't expect to catch it.,I actually wrote a whole chapter...... I'm really too wordy, and I'll try to correct it in the future, otherwise I'm afraid of falling into the fate of the director of the fourth department. Another: Please vote for the monthly pass, if you are used to my ramblings, thank you very much. ）