Chapter 297 Number 012 [05] Overwhelmed by masters, Team Nine shuts down
"Captain Ninth, is this the quality of your team members?"
There was majesty and indifference in his voice.
Yan Jinzhi's eyelids twitched slightly, a little frightened.
Captain Ninth was slightly startled and hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "He is young and ignorant. Captain Jiang is very offensive."
After speaking, Captain Ninth pulled Yan Jinzhi aside and expressed his position: "I will let the people inside come out first. If you two want to ask in person, then go ahead and ask."
It's not a big deal if a layman asks.
In order to calm down the increasingly embarrassing atmosphere, Captain Ninth had no choice but to invite Mo Qing and Jiang Ke in.
As soon as the door closed, Captain Ninth pointed at Yan Jinzhi and cursed him.
"Yan Jinzhi, do you think you are a fool? Can't you see that you are deliberately disgusting them? Let me tell you, the Jiang team just didn't take the exam and was specially approved by the superiors! Huos wanted to get him into the team. Don't look at it.
He is in 101 now, but 101 can now handle cases with us, so maybe he was specially sent to 101 to train!"
Yan Jinzhi was stunned for a long time after hearing this. Thinking of Jiang Ke's profession as a "driver", he thought...
But in front of the tough Ninth Captain, Yan Jinzhi could only say weakly: "It is not a rule of the base. If there is an internal transfer within the department, do I need to quit and then re-evaluate?"
"The rules are for ordinary people like us! He can break the rules and get in without taking the exam. Can't he break the rules again and directly change departments? Besides, what if the current 101 department is a separate unit of the operations department? Listen!
Said that their headquarters office is all together!"
"..."
Yan Jinzhi was completely silent.
Yan Jinzhi, who had never thought of himself as an "ordinary person" since he was a child, was labeled as an "ordinary person" by the ninth captain, and he suffered unspeakable trauma in his heart...
He suspected that he had gone all out to come to the Eighth Base because he felt that the first half of his life had been too smooth, so he came here to experience calamity.
*
Interrogation room.
Apart from Mo Qing and Jiang Ke, there was only one recorder left.
The recorder glanced at the two of them with doubtful eyes, then lowered his presence and focused on his recording work.
Jiang Ke gave Mo Qing a look, waiting for Mo Qing's move.
He recently added a bunch of historical information from a hundred years ago.
By the way, I know a lot of torture methods used in torture and interrogation, which can definitely make the person speak out after the torture is unbearable, and... no traces will be left on the body.
Of course, theory is not as good as practice.
——He believed that Mo Qing had experience in this area.
However, under Jiang Ke's gaze, Mo Qing slowly took out a pack of silver needles.
"With a needle?"
Jiang Ke raised his hand to his forehead and lowered his voice.
Mo tilted his eyes and looked at him: "It's clean and hygienic."
It is indeed clean.
A single needle of Mo Qing can kill someone invisible.
Jiang Ke curled his lips and pointed at the medicine man: "Please."
He pulled out a chair and sat down slowly. He had broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a straight back, and a cool temperament. Even his ordinary sitting posture was a bit unusual, and he exuded a calm and relaxed attitude.
He unconditionally believed in Mo Qing's ability.
So, before walking towards the medicine man, Mo Qing glanced at him again.
Taking a few steps forward, Mo Qing walked up to the medicine man and paused.
"Let me go through the process and ask first." Mo Qing put his left hand on the table, lowered his head slightly, his eyes were calm and sharp, "Do you want to confess?"
"..."
The medicine man didn't even look at her.
Mo Qing was not surprised and smiled.
Suddenly, she pinched the needle with two fingers, and before anyone could see her movements, the silver needle was already inserted into the back of the medicine man's neck.
The medicine man froze, and gradually, as if he noticed something, he raised his head and looked at Mo Qing in astonishment.
"The response is pretty fast." Mo Qing said slowly with a careless smile on his lips, "You feel paralyzed now and can't move. It's normal and temporary."
"..."
For just two seconds, the medicine man looked away and continued to keep a straight face.
"I heard that you are using veritaserum now, but it doesn't have to be so troublesome. If I put these needles in, you will be able to say what you want to say, but you still have to say what you don't want to say..."
When Mo Qing said this, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of the medicine man's mouth.
However, in the next moment, Mo Qing went down again, directly piercing the top of Yao Ren's head.
The medicine man couldn't laugh anymore.
An indescribable severe pain spread from the top of his head to every nerve in his body, making him tremble with pain.
In three seconds, big beads of sweat fell off.
"pain?"
Mo Qing tilted his head and smiled inexplicably.
She said word by word: "This is just the beginning."
"ah--"
Finally unable to bear it any longer, the medicine man screamed in pain.
Mo Qing was not in a hurry. Every time a needle was inserted, the medicine man could experience a different kind of pain, pain, hot and cold, and hallucinations. Mo Qing could easily control it with the silver needle.
Mo Qing seemed to be calm and gentle as he pricked the needle.
However, for a medicine man, seconds are like years, and the pain he endures is unimaginable to others.
"I said...I said...whatever you ask, I will say..."
In less than three minutes, the medicine man burst into tears and opened his mouth.
Mo Qing did not move, but asked: "Is the silence just a pretense?"
"Pretending, pretending."
The medicine man said hurriedly.
He is a tall and strong man, and he is crying and shouting: "Please, let me go."
"OK."
Mo Qing responded lazily, raised his hand and pulled out the needle on the top of the medicine man's head.
The medicine man's cry suddenly stopped.
He looked at Mo Qing with tearful eyes, his cloudy eyes reflected Mo Qing's devilish shadow.
Mo Qing leaned forward slightly, shook the silver needle in his hand, and then stabbed the medicine man's right hand.
The medicine man shivered subconsciously.
Surprisingly, it didn't hurt.
"I'll put this needle on you first." Mo Qing's smile became gentler and he said kindly, "As soon as I judge that you are lying, I will prick you on the top of your head immediately. It will start in five minutes."
Medicine Man: "..." QAQ torture has just begun.
After threatening the medicine man, Mo Qing turned his head to look at Jiang Ke and raised his eyebrows: "Ask me, Captain Jiang."
Jiang's face was calm, as if he had seen this scene countless times before.
However, while Jiang Ke and Mo Qing were calmly carrying out their work, the recorder who was in the same room with them, as well as Captain Nine and others who were watching from behind the glass, were all dumbfounded.
"You just opened your mouth like this?"
The team members who specialized in interrogation raised their hands and rubbed their faces, as if they had entered a new world.
The outlook of his companions was also affected: "Sure enough, we are just noobs at our base..."
The team members couldn't agree more: "To be honest, I have always been quite inflated. From the first day I came to the base, I only had low self-esteem."
As their leader, Captain Ninth saw how they were all belittling themselves. He raised his hand and patted their shoulders, reassuringly saying, "You don't have to be like this. There are specialties in the art industry."
"..."
"..."
The two of them turned their heads left and right, looking at Captain Nine silently.
Only then did Captain Ninth remember - when it came to interrogation, they were the professionals.
His words were another heavy blow to the two of them.
Fortunately, the two of them were used to being hit and recovered quickly: "Team 9, who are these two? Where did they get the help?"
Captain Ninth's stomach ached when he thought about Department 101, and he said perfunctorily: "Captain Huo found me."
"Captain Huo... no wonder."
"Team Huo is really reliable."
They collectively blow rainbow farts.
Captain Ninth is so tough, I wonder if he is unreliable?
However, when I thought about the action team that everyone wanted to join, and Hoss at the top of the action team, I lost my temper for a moment.
This guy Hoss...
In terms of connections and work, I do have a bit of arrogance.
Not far away, Yan Jinzhi, who was struck by "ordinary people" and was autistic, looked at these elites praising Hoss and sighed deeply.
——He seemed to be even more shocked.
*
A quarter of an hour later.
Mo Qing leaned against the wall, folding his arms and looking at the medicine man coldly.
No.
To be precise, this person's name is Chen Zhuang.
This man was born in a village in the south. His parents abandoned him. He grew up eating the food of hundreds of families. He never had an ID card and was a black man.
He did not study. When he was fourteen or fifteen years old, he went out to work alone and did all kinds of jobs. Later, he worked for a gang and was sold to Shen Niang after making a mistake.
After that, Shen Niang refined him into a medicine man.
"Crack."
Jiang Ke threw the pen in his hand on the table.
He couldn't ask any more, he frowned and glanced at Mo Qing.
At this time, Mo Qing also ran out of patience.
Mo Qing suddenly took two steps forward, first grabbed the back of his head, and then slapped him down.
"Bang!"
Chen Zhuang's head was hit hard on the table.
The next second, Chen Zhuang's head was lifted. Before Chen Zhuang could wake up, Mo Qing pulled out the needle in his hand.
"Your expression and actions prove that you are not lying." Mo Qing squinted his eyes, without any warmth in his eyes, "But you missed a lot of things, right?"
The words fell.
Mo Qing's needle pierced Chen Zhuang's head again.
