In a house rented by Kang Qiao and Xiao Luoluo, Kang Qiao was explaining to Xiao Luoluo and me the situation he had discovered this afternoon.
"I went to the prison today to interrogate all the living Hell Gate executives, but I still couldn't get any useful information from them. The only valuable information is that the Hell Gate master does exist, but who is it?
I don’t know.” Kang Qiao said.
"Hiding it so deeply, it seems that this person really has a big agenda. If he is left alone, it may cause a big disaster in the future." Xiao Luoluo frowned and said.
"What should I do? There are so many people in the Yang Bureau. It's not easy to search them out!" I said depressedly.
"If we want to uncover this undercover agent as quickly as possible, we can only do it by examining clues from his accomplices." Kang Qiao said with twinkling eyes: "When I was interrogating the black man in the prison, I had a feeling that he was involved in something.
Hide it from me."
"Is this true?"
Hearing this, I was overjoyed. If the black man had something to hide, it meant that he must have some information about the sect owner.
"It's just that this person has very hard bones and I can't get him to let go at all. He didn't mention anything about the master of the Hell Gate. I even suspect that even if he did tell it, it might not be true information." Xiao Luoluo said solemnly.
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"It doesn't matter, I have a way to make him tell the truth." Kang Qiao sneered.
Hearing this, Xiao Luoluo's eyes lit up and he said, "You mean, confessional agent?"
Confession agent?
When I heard this familiar term, a light flashed in my eyes. I had naturally heard of this confessional agent. After all, my brothers and sisters were all from the interrogation department, and the interrogation department had this thing.
The confession agent is actually a truth serum. After injection, the prisoner can fall into a hypnotic state for a short period of time and be able to answer questions unconsciously, and the answers will not be false.
However, this thing has very serious side effects, and if used incorrectly, it may turn the other person into an idiot, so this confessional agent is only used on extremely vicious criminals.
Black people obviously fall into this "extremely evil" category. There is absolutely no psychological pressure on them to use this method, and they do not need to bear legal responsibility.
It is said that the confessional agent was also a product developed by Professor Shen Ming and his team, and it played a major role in fighting crime.
"That's right, in order to make this guy tell the truth, I specially got some confession potions from my friends in the Yang Bureau." Kang Qiao said with a smile.
"Then what are you waiting for? The interrogation should end as soon as possible. What if the prison fails to contain the ghost master's mental power and he is killed remotely again?" I said anxiously.
"There is no way. I am waiting for permission. Su Liuliu should be communicating with Li Xun now." Kang Qiao shrugged.
"Permission?" I was stunned.
Seeing my confusion, Xiao Luoluo on the side explained: "Even if the confession agent belongs to the interrogation department, it is not meant for permanent use. They must obtain permission from their superiors before injecting confession agents into prisoners."
"That's right..." I nodded. It seems that whitening agent is not something that can be put on the surface. After all, it is somewhat anti-human.
"If I hadn't been waiting for permission, I wouldn't have waited here. I would have used it long ago." Kang Qiao shrugged and said, "But I guess the permission will be coming out soon. Su Liuliu must have contacted me."
Li Xun communicated."
"Brother Liuliu, are you going to tell Li Xun about this?" I frowned slightly.
"No, just find any excuse. Anyway, black people are indeed prisoners who cannot be pardoned, and we do need to get information from him. Li Xun will not refuse." Kang Qiao said.
Just after Kang Qiao finished speaking, the ghost board he placed on the table vibrated, and he saw that Su Liuliu had sent a message.
"Okay, I got the permission, do you want to go with us?" Kang Qiao stood up and said to me.
"Go, I must go." I nodded quickly and got dressed immediately.
After the three of us left the house, we walked towards the prison.
Kang Qiao told us on the way: "The prison was renovated in early February. The isolation effect on ghost energy and mental power fluctuations has been greatly enhanced. It is almost impossible for a ghost master to remotely kill the ghost slaves trapped in the prison."
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"Is this also Professor Shen Ming's masterpiece?" I couldn't help but ask.
"Yes, Professor Shen Ming is a very great person. The cultivation world even calls him the Li Xun and Wang Hao of science. This also shows how much he has contributed to Yanxia and mankind." Kang Qiao nodded.
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As we speak, the prison appears before us.
At the entrance of the prison, there are several two-star strong men guarding them. Among them is a middle-aged man with sharp eyes who has reached the mid-two-star level.
Although I have never met this person, I have learned that the person in charge of the prison is named Qian Xingtu, and he is also a mid-level two-star strong man. I must be this person.
"I have been ordered to interrogate the black man, the deputy master of the Hell Gate, and I have to trouble you to let him go." Kang Qiao said as he handed over his ghost card.
"Didn't you just come here in the afternoon?" Qian Xingtu said dullly, but he still took the ghost card.
"There are still some details that have not been asked. As you know, the results of the interrogation are never obtained in one or two trials." Kang Qiao replied with a smile.
"That's true."
Qian Xingtu nodded, swiped Kang Qiao's ghost card on an electronic instrument, and then heard the instrument make a crisp sound.
"With the personal permission of Director Li Z..."
Looking at the information on the computer connected to the instrument, Qian Xingtu looked at Kang Qiao with a hint of surprise. While returning the ghost card to Kang Qiao, he nodded and said: "Let it go."
"This prison is divided into an above-ground detention center and an underground prison. The upper level is for petty criminals, and the lower level is for serious criminals." Kang Qiao said as he walked along a corridor in a familiar manner, and then an elevator appeared in front of us.
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"This is the direct elevator, which leads directly to the 18th floor underground, about fifty meters above the ground." Kang Qiao said, then pressed the button on the wall, and then the elevator automatically opened in front of us.
"Why does it have to be built on the 18th floor underground? It sounds weird, like..." I complained as I walked into the elevator.
"It's like the eighteenth level of hell, right? In fact, it was built to make the prisoner have this association and make him repent." Kang Qiao smiled and said, "But the underground prison in Yang Bureau is relatively shallow.
The prison of the Imperial Bureau is a hundred meters deep, so it can be called a tight prison."
"Awesome." I gave a thumbs up.
At this time, the elevator had begun to descend rapidly. There were no extra buttons in the entire elevator, and the floor buttons only had 1 and minus 18.
In this slightly dark elevator, watching the elevator descend rapidly is actually a very exciting experience.
In many horrors, the negative floor of the elevator is often the morgue...just thinking about it makes people feel spooky.
Of course, I was already immune to ghosts, so I was just in high spirits.
After a while, the elevator door opened automatically, and the slightly gloomy white light from the prison greeted him.
This kind of lighting is indescribably weird. In short, it just looks depressing. I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect.
Next to the elevator was a man who looked like a prison warden, with a set of keys hanging on his body.
Seeing Conqiao coming down, the warden took the initiative to greet Conqiao and asked which cell Conqiao wanted to go to. Conqiao immediately and familiarly reported the black man's name.
"plz follow me."
The warden nodded and led us to an isolation room on the inside. When we reached the door, we heard the warden say to us: "The black man who is the deputy master of the Hell Gate is locked inside."
"Okay, please." Kang Qiao nodded, pushed the three of us in, and then closed the door of the isolation room.
After I walked into the isolation room, I saw an iron cell inside. The iron was made of special materials and was very resistant to ghost energy.
And inside the cell, a man with shackles all over his body was lying on one side. He was clearly a black man who had once had a relationship with me.