Light Spirit Epic

Chapter 2582 is the winner of the king's ride thirty-seven

Ten minutes later, all the artificial people in the banquet hall that could be arrested were arrested according to the list. Among them, the acid bombs were carried with them. The man-made people who planned to launch the self-killing attack had a total of sixty-two people. It was thought that these guys might be involved in the explosion of acid bombs on the field, causing heavy casualties, and Bedieville squeezed a sweat. Fortunately, there are not many artificial people who are resistant to anesthetics. Occasionally, a few netted fish were simply solved by Bediville. As a result, no acid bombs were detonated until the arrest was completed. This farce finally ended peacefully.

"The man-made people who had the explosives on the body had all been executed, and they didn't have to be tolerated." Elder Hassan told the guards.

Bedyville has no objections. The guy who came to participate in this kind of banquet with the kind of bombs must be in the same place as everyone else. This kind of man-made person is the spy of the college. The killing of them will only endless troubles.

"You just helped a lot." The Werewolf youth turned to the dark elf boy next to him: "I am late, I am Bediville. Are you...?"

"Dismmond Hassan." The other replied: "The adopted son of Elder Hassan. This time, in response to your request, he was summoned."

"I understand." Bettiville did ask the elders of the Brotherhood to find an elf (or dark elf) to help him as a "lie detector" so that he could understand the man-made people immediately. Is the other person lying? Unexpectedly, Hassan directly called his adopted son, Desmond, and he also helped in this occasion.

"Is the man-made interrogation still going to continue?" Desmond asked again: "In my opinion, those people who have just had a bomb are all bad guys, and the rest should be good people?"

"Things are not that simple. In short, the remaining man-made people have been interrogated one by one." Bettiville shrugged: "Let's call you."

"Of course." Desmond replied coldly and politely.

In the dark basement, the interrogated room was temporarily transformed, with a thick iron fence and two chairs facing each other.

"Come and talk to me." Bettiville, sitting on a chair, looked at the man-made man across the iron fence. It was a middle-aged uncle in his thirties. He looked like a weather-beaten look, but no one could guess that this guy turned out to be a man-made person who replaced the real person after the plastic surgery.

"Mr. Maloski. He served the old courtiers of the Melson Brotherhood for 20 years. But it was a man-made man." Bediville took the information on the list and said: "I ask you two questions, please Answer truthfully. Depending on your answer, we can let you go."

The man-made man on the opposite side swallowed.

"The first question, when did you become a man-made person? Twenty years ago, was a man-made person before joining the Brotherhood?

The second question, what is your relationship with the college, are you still at the mercy of the college and listening to their orders? "

"...I don't know anything! What artificial people! You caught the wrong person!" The other party suddenly said: "I am human! Human!! I have been from more than 20 years ago. It’s human, it’s time to enter the Brotherhood! You can’t do this to me!!”

"...full of nonsense." The dark elf boy beside Bettyville whispered: "He knows his man. The replacement should be something in recent years, probably within a year or two. Really. The academician Maloski was long gone and was replaced by this despicable man-made man."

"Hey." Bedyville also snorted: "This guy can't stay. Take away."

"No! Wait! How can you do this! You have no right to judge me! You ------" The sly man-made man has not finished, the guards will give her a *, knock him out gone.

"Call." The Werewolf youth sat back in the chair and sighed: "This is the tenth consecutive... Damn, is the man-made man of the college all evil guys? How? Everyone is so full of lies."

"Is there a need to continue the trial, Mr. Bedieville?" The voice of Elder Hassan rose from the megaphone at the corner of the auditorium: "I don't think there is any need to continue the trial. Anyway, these man-made people are all so evil. Just send it to death."

"No, continue to interrogate." Bettiville took a sip of tea and cleaned up his mind: "There are still 120 people left... I believe there are still good people in it. It can't be because most The man-made people are all spies sent by the college. They regard all the artificial people as bad guys and kill them in one fell swoop."

Desmond, who was watching everything, was silent for half a second and suddenly said, "I didn't expect you to be an optimistic person, Mr. Bedieville."

"Oh, am I?" The werewolf youth smiled half-smilingly: "There was another guy who said that I was a pessimistic guy. Your opinions were unexpectedly opposite, haha."

The dark elf boy shrugged and didn't answer.

"Tired? Do you want to take a break and continue?" Biddyville asked.

"No, it's okay." The other party said: "It's just a nuisance to hear the artificial people's turbid heart sounds. I can handle it."

"turbid?"

"And your heart sounds are particularly clear, Mr. Bedyville." Desmond added: "The people who have faith and those who have no faith are just two extremes."

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Another man was sent to the interrogation room. The man in his twenties sat down in his chair and looked a bit cautious.

"Well..." Desmond whispered without waiting for what Biddyville asked.

"What's wrong?" The Werewolf youth shouted.

"Although it seems a little uneasy," the dark elf boy whispered in the wolf's youth ear: "But the guy's heart is very clear. I don't know if that represents what it is."

"I will know if you ask," said Bediville.

"Schoen Schoed, 22-year-old single, joined the Brotherhood five years ago, because he worked hard, was promoted to academician three years ago." He picked up the information in his hand and read: "I want to ask you three Question, one, do you know that you are a man-made person? Second, before you joined the Brotherhood, you are already a man-made person. After you join the Brotherhood, you will replace the deity. Use this man-made person to fake it. Third, the college still controls. Are you?"

"...I don't know what you are talking about, sir." The other side said innocently: "I am human. I have been a personal class since I was sensible, but not a man-made person! You really Believe me! I have worked hard for five years in the Brotherhood. I have done so much for the Brotherhood. Haven't you seen it?"

Bedieville frowned. This answer is almost exactly the same as the answer of another man-made person. Is this guy a big deal?

"... angry. Excited. But not false." Desmond whispered: "He may really know nothing."

"Is this possible?" Bedieville looked at the dark elf boy with a puzzled look. The other party shook his head and looked at the expression "I am only responsible for detecting lies, don't ask me about the rest."

"...well, Academician Slinder. Let's assume that you really don't know that you are a personal person." Betteville turned to the man-made man: "So tell me, you can remember." The original thing."

The other party was silent and seemed to be trying to think back.

"......beach."

"beach?"

"Very beautiful, very beautiful scenery. The sky is clear blue, the beach is the kind of endless, shoal covered with white sand. Blue glassy translucent water, undulating on the beach, like breathing ...and then her, Rosemary. Hey, my beloved Rosemary..."

Bedyville frowned: "Your wife?"

"No...who is she?...I can’t remember..." The memory of this guy seems to be starting to confuse: "Yes...think Not up... my Rosemary........."

Then the man actually cried and cried.

This situation even made Bedieville a little overwhelmed.

"His words are illogical, but the strange thing is that he is not lying." The Dark Elf teenager said: "Maybe he is going to tell the truth, but his memory has been tampered with, or something like a spell." Sealed up."

"... Is this kind of thing really possible?"

"It is indeed possible because we have been doing this all the time." The speaker on the ceiling of the interrogation room suddenly sounded a strange sound.

"You are?" Biddivil asked quietly.

"Who is black into the communication room system?!" The same speaker uploaded the exclamation of the technicians of the Hassan elders, a noisy.

"I am a detective of the railway organization, and I am even better." The voice just ignored the noise of the technicians and continued to chat with Bettiville: "I am sorry to talk to you in this form, Captain Bradyville." But the guards inside the Brotherhood are very strict, and I will not infiltrate them."

"Is the railway man..." Bettiville remembers that the former railway leader Daisy Mona also said that a detective called "Di Geng" would be in contact with them, but did not expect it to be this. It comes in contact with the form, and it has a railway style.

"I appreciate your ability to penetrate, but it is not a commendable thing to sneak into the system of the Brotherhood." Biddyville protested falsely: "I have nothing to do with the guys who don't want to be honest." Talk, let's see you again in the next day, Mr. Di, please come back."

"Yes. You want to meet me face to face." Di even said: "This can also be arranged. Wait a moment."

Within a few seconds, a bald-headed man in a gray casual suit suddenly slid halfway out of the exhaust pipe on the east side of the room and waved to Bedyville and said, "You see me now."