The man in front of him obviously wanted to say something, obviously wanted to explain something, or wanted to refute something, but he was soon made sick by the disgusting liquid and strong smell.
Vomiting. The whole person also lost his fighting spirit in an instant.
"You guys are really..."
Before Jiang Teng had time to say what he wanted to say, I stopped him.
"It's okay. Leave these verbal issues to me. Believe me, I'm much more professional than you."
While I stretched out my hand to stop the angry Jiang Teng in front of me, I pressed his head on top of the liquid with my hand.
"Eaaah!"
The man in front of him gritted his teeth and tried to break free from the rope.
"Say it or not."
My voice was calm, and the strength of my wrists became stronger.
"I won't tell!"
The man in front of him had a ferocious look on his face: "I have something you want to know, and you will never dare to kill me! Ugh~"
"If you don't tell me, I will let you have an intimate encounter here. If you don't tell me, I will kill you."
Having said this, I very calmly reached out and took the dagger Qiu Wuyun handed me: "What's more, when we leave, we won't leave with waste, so your life and death has nothing to do with us.
"
"You, ugh~ why do you dare to kill me!? ugh~"
The man retched and asked in disbelief.
"Because you don't have any meaning to me. And even if we ask you a question, we don't guarantee whether the answer will be useful. We have to worry about whether your answer is true or false, so we can't keep it."
It doesn’t matter whether I keep you or not.”
When I said this, I gently stroked the dagger in my hand: "Besides, I am a person who has been on the battlefield for a long time. Although I am not ruthless, I can still do such small things as decisive killing."
"you you......"
When the man said this, his voice began to tremble uncontrollably.
"What do you want to say."
I suppressed my nausea, slowly squatted down, looked at the man in front of me who was retching, and slowly applied pressure.
"I don't believe you can kill me! I don't believe it!"
The man in front of me was struggling hard, trying to overwhelm me with his momentum, so that I didn't have the courage to do such a thing.
"Oh, is it so?"
I sneered, slowly lowered the dagger in my hand, and opened a small gash in the neck of the man in front of me.
"you..."
The moment the man felt the pain, he froze on the spot, as if he couldn't believe my behavior.
"You don't really think that just because I claim to be a decent person, I will definitely have a decent style, right? My heart is dark when cut open."
Having said this, I sneered and tightened my grip on my wrist.
"You are the devil, you are the devil!!"
The man raised his head and glanced at me, and shouted loudly with a frightened look. It seemed that at this time, he was frightened by me and was losing his mind.
"Ha, I am a devil? Hahahaha, this is such a great title."
I sneered, and the force of the dagger in my hand became stronger, pressing hard on the man's neck, and more blood slowly flowed out: "I'll give you another chance. If you still don't know how to behave like this
, if you can’t speak, then I will definitely kill you, hee hee. By the way, I like the name devil very much.”
"No, no, no, you are not a devil, you are a good person, you are a good person! You are the most compassionate person in the world."
The man in front of me was already trembling with fear from the dagger in my hand. His body could not stop twitching, and the tears on his face were covered with tears.
"Oh? I think you are sick? Hmm?"
I sneered: "Look at you like this. It was you who called me a great devil just now. Now it's you who calls me a good person and an extremely compassionate person. It seems that it's really difficult for me to live up to your standards."
The man in front of him was already reduced to tears, and he had lost all sense of resistance.
"I think you are very interesting. Tell me about you. What do you do every day? You are the best at seeking death."
Having said this, the dagger in my hand began to slowly draw circles on his neck: "You said, if I suddenly
What should I do if I slip and suddenly kill you?"
"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive, murder is illegal, don't be impulsive, you won't be able to get better even if I die."
The man in front of me swallowed his saliva and suppressed the fear from his soul. At the same time, he struggled hard with his body and tried to take out my clutches.
"I'm not impulsive?! What you said is really funny."
I grinned and showed an evil smile from the depths of my soul: "Tell me, didn't you think about this problem when you killed someone? Besides, I only need to say that you are mentally ill, even if I
Even if I kill you, no one will know about it. Are you right? So, I am actually a very impulsive person~"
"No, no, no, the law is very developed now, and you can check it out."
The man in front of him quickly shook his head, trying to relieve his fear by shaking his head.
Now, he was frightened out of his mind, and he had completely lost his own opinion.
"Oh? Then how did they know that I did it? With so many people dying here, it must be me. What's more, wouldn't it be better if you were identified as being killed by these monsters?"
I sneered and played with the dagger in my hand, constantly applying pressure, forcing the man in front of me to shrink his psychological defenses.
"No, no, no, no, you have to know, there will still be fingerprints left here."
The man swallowed and explained softly.
"What's so difficult about this? I just need to clean it with water stains, and I can make sure there are no traces. If that doesn't work, how about I kill you in armor mode, and then slowly clean all the fingerprints on your body? Yes.
Not a good idea?!"
At this time, there was always a wicked smile on my face and corners of my mouth.
I admit that I may be a little out of the league of my peers, but I don’t regret it. Because I am not a drug addict and I am not a husband.
What's more, from the beginning, I never set up any political baggage on myself.
From the beginning, I never said I wanted to be a gentleman.
So, there is absolutely no bottom line for what I do.
Of course, under my heavy pressure.
At this time, I have compressed the inner defense of the man in front of me to the extreme. In just a moment, with just a little pressure, the man in front of me will collapse.
"Don't kill me, please don't kill me!"
The man kowtowed as if pounding garlic and quickly begged for mercy.
"I may not kill you, but the person behind you will definitely kill you."
I sneered and shrugged.
"Why did you say that?"
The man slowly raised his head, with a hint of panic in his expression: "They won't kill me, no! No way!"
"Think about it, if I release you, you will definitely be thought that you have leaked some secret. In this way, you can escape from my clutches. What's more, how could a man who was captured in front of you be like this?
Not only did he suddenly survive without any damage, but he came back to work with you very excitedly, would you trust him?"
My voice was like the last tide, slowly swallowing up the man's inner defenses.
I understand if I suddenly use all my strength.
It will only make the man in front of you give up hope of life.
Therefore, I want him to slowly feel despair, and then helplessly betray the enemy and contribute the information.
"So, I...must definitely die?"
The man in front of him shook his head, with a sneer on his lips.
"It's not that you are certain to die, but after you are captured, see if your boss will trust you. You can also bet on whether your boss will trust you."
Having said this, I very calmly took a few steps back, sat down next to the wall not far away, and slowly took a sip of mineral water to moisten my throat.
"What if I stay anonymous after you let me go?"
The man in front of him gritted his teeth and looked serious.
"Do you think you can escape from their clutches? Hmm?"
I glanced at him with a sneer, and then quickly continued my analysis: "Think about it for yourself. If you go home anonymously, what will your boss think? Will your boss blame you for your incompetence and your survival?"
I wonder if your boss will suspect you of leaking information because you are intact. If there is such suspicion, the best way is to get rid of it."
"me......"
The man in front of me listened to my analysis, his voice began to tremble, and he gradually became unable to control his emotions.
"not to mention,
Being anonymous does not mean that there is no evidence, nor does it mean that there is no way to search. This is not the ancient times. As long as he is willing, you may become a dead soul anytime, anywhere."
While applying pressure, I picked my fingers again and again, showing a calm look that could no longer be calm.
Hearing this, his tears fell down his cheeks as if they were free of money, and fell to the ground drop by drop. At this time, he was already crying, and his eyes were full of despair.
And his spirit also slumped in an instant, becoming much more decadent.
"Because you have to know that dead people cannot speak. The safest way is to kill you like this, just in case."
Having said this, I slowly opened the mineral water and drank the liquid in one gulp.
"What should I do?! What should I do!?"
The man in front of him hugged his head and cried, and he had completely collapsed at the last sentence. Now he has lost all his obsessions, and the only thing left is to survive.
"So, since you have been misunderstood and are all dead, it is better to tell us everything you know now, and then let us solve all the difficulties for you. We will get rid of their organization and handle it for you.
What do you think about the worries?"
To him, my voice was like the holy light in despair, the savior of the last days, a glass of water seen by those who were about to die of thirst before they died, and a meal seen by those who were about to starve to death.
After hearing these words, the man in front of him immediately cheered up, his eyes were shining, and he was full of confidence.
"Okay, I promise you, I will tell you everything. Just ask me and I will tell you everything!"
The man in front of me nodded vigorously, as if to reassure me, and turned over forcibly, explaining to me as face to face as possible, eye to eye.
"Okay, I'm going to ask."
I observed his eyes very seriously, trying hard to see if he was lying: "If you are found to be lying, or if it is inconsistent with the certain information we know, then you will definitely die."
"Okay, you can ask."
The man in front of him nodded again, with a serious look on his face.
"First question, where do you two live and how did you get here?"
My voice was very calm and steady, trying to make the excited and tearful man in front of me hear my question clearly.
"We live in another hospital. There is a secret passage in the C Building of this hospital. You just need to follow it to get to that place."
Having said this, the man pointed to Building C in the distance with his head and nose.
"Then let me ask you the second question, how did you open the door of Building C."
I frowned slightly and asked with some doubts.
"We all have keys, and we are only allowed to go to the first floor. The first floor has a protection device like the fourth floor."
The man in front of me answered without thinking.
"Then I'll ask you again."
I pursed my lips and thought for a few seconds: "The third question, what are the second to fifth floors of Building C? Why is there this strange symbol on it?"
"As for that, I've only been to the second floor."
The man in front of him pondered for a few seconds, seeming to be trying hard to recall the truth: "If I remember correctly, the corridors are densely packed with various experimental objects piled up, and these experimental objects are fighting each other.
It is also very common when there are fights with people, so there will be people who go upstairs regularly to clean up the bodies."
"Where's the symbol?"
I frowned and asked.
"The symbols are to prevent others from seeing them from outside the corridor."
The man replied quickly.
"Then the fourth question is, why didn't you choose to kill them when you created the experimental product numbers?"
My voice was full of doubts and confusion.
"the reason is simple."
The man gave a wry smile: "Because there are some monsters that we can't kill, and we can't find their weaknesses. And when we transferred the data later, we also found that the series of books with test item numbers were missing. In desperation, we had no choice but to let them go."
They solved each other's problems by killing each other. What's more, the sponsors behind the scenes still want follow-up data from the experimental products, so..."
"Well, for the sixth question, let me ask you, how many of you can wear armor."
Having said this, Qiu Wuyun and Jiang Teng both stared at the man in front of us, trying to see if he was lying.