In the dimly lit interrogation room, the atmosphere is always eerily quiet. This is actually a psychological tactic. In an extremely quiet environment, people will prefer to make some noise to relax themselves and make it easier to express their inner feelings.
secret.
On the interrogation chair, a doctor in a white coat had his hands fixed on the armrests of the chair. He raised his head and looked at the light bulb above his head. It was a very simple ordinary incandescent light bulb. The light bulb was flashing continuously.
The flickering light made the atmosphere in the whole room even more depressing.
"You know what? I once suggested to a guy that he replace the insensitive light bulbs in his office, but he told me that this was actually a psychological tactic. The unstable light would irritate the interrogator.
spirit, making them more anxious.”
Schiller's voice echoed in the room. Mark, who was sitting across the railing, looked up at him and asked: "The person you are talking about should be a professional agent. Who is he? Where is he from? Is he your accomplice?"
"Why do you think he is a professional agent?" Schiller asked rhetorically.
"Answer my question." Mark was not fooled. He just repeated the same question over and over again. No matter what Schiller asked him, he would not answer.
"It seems that you are also a professional agent." Schiller tilted his head, but still did not return to the normal posture. He just leaned his head on the back of the chair, then raised his head and stared at the light bulb and continued: "But I said
The guy who didn’t change the lightbulbs didn’t do it for that bullshit reason, he simply didn’t want to spend money.”
The communication between Schiller and Mark was not smooth. It can be said that the two of them showed two of the most beautiful qualities of human beings. One is a repeater, and the other is a person who answers questions asked by others.
Mark kept repeating a question, using agent language and interrogation techniques to question Schiller, but Schiller only said what he wanted to say and asked what he wanted to ask. The two communicated nonchalantly for a long time, and Mark finally
He stood up from behind the table.
He opened the door of the room's railing and came to Schiller. When he stood in front of Schiller, a shadow was cast on Schiller's body, blocking his sight. From this angle, Mark had a very handsome face.
He has a face, a tall figure, and a serious expression that all agents have.
This gesture would bring a very strong sense of oppression, but Schiller still only stared at the light bulb. He said: "It seems that you have discovered that the words in the first chapter of the agent manual do not work for me, so you
Start using the techniques taught in Chapter 2.
"Do you need me to review it for you? Get up and come in front of the person being interrogated. Use your body and posture to create a sense of oppression, and use some violent actions to make the person being interrogated feel that you are in a
In a potentially dangerous environment..."
"If you are smarter, when you find that the person being interrogated starts to feel insecure, you will relax this state, let him relax a little, and then make him tense up. After a few rounds, he will speak...
…”
Standing in front of Schiller, Mark's movements were visibly frozen. According to his current posture, the action he wanted to do just now should be to twist his wrist or crack his knuckles, but now, if he continues to do this
The two actions don't seem like hints of violence, but like a novice's internship.
But there is no doubt that Mark has a wealth of experience as an agent. He did not lose his position because of this. He took two steps back slightly, leaning against the railing, then turned slightly, stretched his arms behind him, and picked it up from the table.
One document he said:
"We received a report, and the intelligence showed that you were engaged in espionage activities in New York State..."
"The intelligence indicates that I am a spy for which country?" Schiller asked.
Mark's hand while flipping through the documents paused again. From the moment Schiller walked into the room, everything he said was beyond Mark's expectations. To put it simply, he didn't act according to the script at all.
In Mark's career as an agent, he has encountered many difficult opponents, but most of them are not this difficult.
Some people become mute the moment they walk into the interrogation room. No matter what method they use, they can't be made to say a word. Others will use various words to prove their innocence, even if it's Mark and
Interrogation experts are also easily led into logical blind spots.
There is no doubt that these people all have one characteristic in common. They are extremely aggressive, seize every weakness of the interrogator to attack, and try every means to escape.
But Schiller gave Mark the feeling that he didn't really want to get away. He seemed to want to stay for a while, no, maybe not just for a while. From the look of him, it seemed like he planned to stay here.
"You must realize the possible consequences of your dangerous behavior." Mark kept staring at Schiller with a serious expression.
"What are the consequences? The CIA has no law enforcement powers, only investigative powers that have been castrated countless times. You were able to reveal your identity and bring me here only because the person who reported me provided extremely detailed information."
"I think this should be the funniest thing you have ever done in the past ten years. You can even rush directly into my nursing home and threaten me with a gun to leave with you. But under normal circumstances, you can only be sneaky.
Circling around the target, not only must you be wary of the target, but you must also be wary of the FBI when you discover it..."
Schiller sat up straight, but still leaned back in the chair very relaxedly. He said: "Perhaps you think this is a very simple plan. I already have enough information to make you feel that I am far inferior to you."
The dangerous people we met, because they would never leave so many loopholes and information to their opponents..."
"But the fact is that even if you have this information, you still can't do anything to me. You can only take me to court."
"Now you want to ask for more information, just hoping to have an advantage during the trial, otherwise I will walk out of the court unharmed like the opponents you have encountered before, and expose myself to you outside the door of the trial site.
A sarcastic smile and a middle finger."
"That's enough." Mark's voice deepened, Schiller lowered his head and smiled, and said, "It seems that today's interrogation can only end here. You can go back and repair your broken heart. We will see you tomorrow."
Mark threw the document back on the table. He walked up to Schiller again. He waved his fist at Schiller, but Schiller turned his body to avoid it.
Mark retracted his fist and did not attack again. He said, "What you did just now has revealed that you are indeed a well-trained agent. Normal people cannot avoid it."
"Your actions just now have also revealed that you should be a well-trained boxer. The fighting skills of agents do not teach professional boxing power techniques..."
Mark took a deep breath, and his chest rose and fell violently. After he paused on the spot, he shook his head. Schiller said: "Will anger make your mental state unstable? In this case,
How long has it been going on? Have you seen a doctor?”
After Mark gradually calmed down, he took a deep look at Schiller, then turned and left the interrogation room.
After a while, the door of the interrogation room opened again. Mark, standing by the door, was talking to an interrogation expert, and pointed at Schiller from time to time.
Schiller sat up straight, stretched his neck and shouted: "Are you going to start calling your parents? I promise not to tell anyone how you cried so loudly just now, in case you don't want to come to kindergarten again tomorrow!"
Schiller could see Mark standing by the door with his fist hardened.
But Schiller waited for a long time and did not wait for Mark to explode. He shook his head and seemed a little disappointed.
Seeing Mark turning around to leave, Schiller suddenly fell silent. Just when Mark turned his head to look here for the last time, Schiller suddenly spoke and said, "Okay, I am Hydra."
Mark turned to look at Schiller, and Schiller looked at Mark, and then Mark left without looking back.
Schiller shouted: "Can't you hear me?! I said I was Hydra! The same Hydra that Captain America fought! The Hydra that almost destroyed the world in World War II!"
"Wait! Come back! Okay, I'm the KGB! KGB! KGB disguised as Hydra, okay?!"
In an instant, Mark led a team of interrogation experts into the interrogation room again. Schiller sat on the chair and sighed deeply.
Mark picked up the document from the table again, and the interrogator walked up to Schiller, set up a table in front of him, and then put on him a number of physiological data monitoring devices, commonly known as lie detectors.
"What's the weather like today?" Mark asked.
"Not bad," Schiller replied.
From the corner of his eye, Schiller caught a glimpse of a group of technicians staring at the physiological data monitoring instrument. Mark asked a few more irrelevant questions. After confirming that the lie detector was working normally, he started to get down to business.
"What's your real name?"
"Schiller Rodriguez."
"You're not Russian?"
"no."
"Are you a KGB spy inside Hydra?"
"Yes."
Mark looked up and glanced at the technician sitting behind the instrument staring at the screen. The man shook his head slightly and showed that there was no problem with the reading.
Although the polygraph data is not necessarily completely accurate and cannot be used as evidence, it can still determine a person's emotional changes at this time to a large extent.
Schiller did not use any special ability to control his physiological state, because he told the truth, but the truth was more tortuous.
"Are you a spy sent by the KGB to Hydra, and then sent by Hydra to work for S.H.I.E.L.D.?"
"Yes."
"How many comrades do you have in SHIELD?"
Faced with this question, Schiller was silent. The technician looking at the screen frowned. Mark keenly captured this expression. Obviously, there was something wrong with the reading just now.
"More or less?" Mark continued to ask: "Are there more or less spies like you in SHIELD?"
"I'm the only one in this situation." Schiller replied. Mark immediately looked at the technician, who shook his head again.
Mark frowned and said: "If you are willing to be a tainted witness, we can apply for witness protection for you, and it will also help reduce your sentence. So, you'd better tell what you know about Hydra, S.H.I.E.L.D. and
KGB intelligence tells us it won't do you any harm."
"What do you want to know?" Schiller asked.
Mark stood up again, came to him and started pacing. He said: I think you should know that some time ago, the Russian Federal Security Service arrested a senior executive of Hydra. At the same time, they revealed that the KGB had infiltrated
Go inside Hydra, and then use the power of Hydra to send yourself to the top..."
Mark turned to look into Schiller's eyes and asked, "We want to know what role SHIELD played in this?"
"Did they provide cover for HYDRA or KGB operations?"
"The most important thing is, is Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., suspected of causing the current situation due to his inaction?"