ultimate skill

Chapter 51 Interrogation
"You want to build your own mercenary group? I didn't expect that a craftsman would have such an idea. I wonder if your teacher will agree with your approach?"

"I talked to Sean about the idea, and he didn't disagree, but just told me not to give up my craft."

"Okay! It seems that you have made up your mind, and it's useless for me to persuade you. Since that's the case, I will support you. Tell me, what kind of support do you want?" Grant was straightforward.

"I don't need it right now. I'll think about other things after I get familiar with the operation of the mercenary group." Sun Xiang shook his head.

"En!" Grant patted Sun Xiang on the shoulder and said affirmatively, "You're right, take it step by step."

Monman is the backbone of the Vanguard Mercenary Group.Because his face is covered with long hair, it is not easy to see how old he is. In fact, compared to his lifespan, he is still young, although he has been a mercenary for more than 20 years.

Recently, apart from staying at the base of his mercenary regiment, the place he went the most was the workshop in Sun Xiang's warehouse.Today, he informed Sun Xiang as usual that he would go to his place immediately, and then drive the float to Iron Wing's station.

Pioneer's station is more than 60 kilometers away from Iron Wing's station, and it only takes 5 minutes if the floating car is at full speed.But between these two stations, there are five roads with heavy traffic. Although there is a lot of three-dimensional traffic, it will not cause traffic jams, but the speed cannot be guaranteed.Mengman was not in a hurry, and drove the floating car slowly in the passage closest to the ground.

In order to facilitate the timely repair of vehicles with problems during driving, the Mercenary Alliance built automatic repair yards at intervals beside the driveway.If there is a problem with the floating car, just contact the nearby repair point, and a maintenance vehicle will immediately drag the problem car into the field for inspection and repair.

When Monman's floating car passed a repair yard, he found that his car suddenly lost power and stopped moving forward.But the strange thing is that the floating car that uses the geomagnetic repulsion to suspend the air usually falls to the ground due to the gradual weakening of the repulsion after losing power. This time, there is no sign of falling.

"Unlucky, why did you choose a broken car." Monman patted the steering column and muttered.There will be some floating vehicles parked in the station, and these vehicles can be used by the group members at will when they go out.Monman just picked one at random today, but it broke.

Monman turned on the communicator, ready to call the nearby maintenance yard to send a maintenance vehicle to tow it.However, all the noises came from the communicator, and no one could be contacted at all.At the same time, a tow truck drove out of the maintenance yard next to it, and without saying hello to him, it directly dragged his floating truck and drove towards the yard.

The abnormal situation made Monman, who had been a mercenary for more than 20 years, immediately alert.He tried to open the car door and jump down. The height of about ten meters was nothing to him.However, the car door was deadlocked at this time. In the deadlocked state, the firmness of the floating car caused Monman a great headache. When he kicked on the door, he only damaged the interior of the car door, but the entire car door was not tattooed. move.The impatient Mengman took out the high-energy weapon he carried with him, and was about to use it to open the car door. Before he could pull the trigger, a ray of light shot in front of the car window. The shot Mengman didn't even resist. Passed out.

When he woke up, Monman found himself pinned to a metal bed with a light shining directly on his face.The dizzy Monman couldn't react, why did he suddenly become like this?Tried to turn his head to look around, but the damn light made him see nothing.

"What's your name?" Suddenly a voice came into Mengman's ears.

"How many of these things do you have?" The voice didn't wait for his answer, and asked the second question after a short pause.At the same time as he raised this question, a picture he posted on the Internet not long ago appeared in front of Mengman's eyes. The picture was the defective product that Sun Xiang had appraised.

The voice still didn't wait for his answer, and directly asked the third question: "Where did you get these things?"

Monman suddenly came to his senses. What they did was completely interrogating themselves.He knows that some top-level civilizations can already directly read the information of the human brain, digitize them, and compare them with the database to obtain the content that the reader thinks, including text, images, and sounds.The instrument that produced this beam of white light in front of him is very likely to be that kind of equipment. If this is the case, I have already exposed the answers to the three questions.

Years of mercenary experience made him very clear that as long as these kidnappers got the answers to all the questions, then he would become useless, and what was waiting for him would probably be silenced. As long as these defective products were worth letting them treat him start.

The two questions asked by the group of mysterious people who kidnapped him were related to what he showed Fei Yu.The pictures they provided were posted on the Internet by themselves, and no one on the Internet has been able to answer what these things are.A few technological products thousands of years ago let themselves be abducted by unknown persons. All this shows that these things are extraordinary.

At present, I must not continue to leak information. The best way to resist this kind of interrogation is not to think about the questions they ask.Thinking of this, Monman began to force his thinking to turn to other aspects.It was easier said than done, but fortunately, he had received this kind of training during mercenary training, so he could barely do it. For example, now, he was recalling the experience of having an affair with a bar girl last week.

Next door to the Monman interrogation room, two men were talking.In front of the two of them, a holographic image was opened, but the image was not clear, and there were chaotic variegated colors appearing from time to time.

The sitting man said, "No, he must have been specially trained before, and what he thinks now has nothing to do with our problem."

"Can he be dealt with now?" asked the standing man.

"No. When we asked the second question, his answer was four, but no matter whether we found it from him or posted it on the Internet, there were only three. Where is the other one? We have to ask I know, so think of other ways."

"We can properly irradiate him with a little disturbance wave, so that he can't distinguish between reality and illusion. Maybe this can make the interrogation go smoothly."

"Okay, let's do that." The person sitting nodded in agreement.

Although Monman tried his best, under the action of the special interference wave, he didn't know the difference between reality and illusion at all, and he still couldn't keep the answer to the question in the end.

(End of this chapter)