White swaying ceiling lights, miserable white walls.

Chiko struggled to raise her eyelids, and the first thing she saw was this piece of murderous and heavy dead air. Thinking that he is still alive, he doesn't know whether he should be happy about this "unexpected joy" next. Chiko instinctively wanted to get up from the bed, but found that her hands and feet had been firmly bound by four chains in the four corners of the bed.

"Looks like you're waking up sooner than I expected," the haunting voice was particularly harsh in the empty room.

Felix had a delicate stopwatch in his hand, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting. But he still patiently pulled over the chair and sat down beside Chiko's bed, reaching out with pity and flicking Chiko's pale cheek.

"If I knew you'd be in front of me, I'd rather wake up a little later. Chiko turned her head sideways and shot back, not to be outdone.

Felix didn't mind a "prisoner" being so rude to him. He picked up a glass of red wine from the bedside table, shook the red liquid in the glass slightly, and said unhurriedly: "I remember, the person lying on this bed before was also a former agent of your CIA who was not self-conscious, and then a police officer who was too curious, and then pushed forward, an Interpol, and then a United Nations investigator. ”

Hearing this series of lists, Chiko was surprised at the same time, but also very puzzled: Isn't there any organization with a strong background that can expose Felix's disguise, even a little clue?

Felix took a sip of red wine and smirked, "However, you are the first woman to lie here, and you are still a female agent with a hot body. ”

Qianzi snorted coldly: "I won't be honored for this. ”

Felix took another sip of the red wine and smacked his lips gently, seemingly pleased with the red wine in his glass. At this time, his eyes, which were originally looking directly at the wine glass, suddenly slanted down, like two slashed blades diagonally, shaking the cold light and slashing at Chiko's eyes. In an instant, Chiko only felt a blank in front of him, and an indescribable chill began to seep out from his limbs and bones.

"I~What's wrong with me?" Chiko tensed the muscles of her whole body in panic, struggling to gather her festering mind.

When she came back to her senses, she saw Felix staring straight into her eyes, and there was an indescribable terror on the corner of her mouth.

"It seems that you are no different from those people, fierce as a great white shark in the Pacific Ocean on the outside, but fragile as a reed on the inside. Felix seems to be pleased with Fang Cai's "masterpiece".

He withdrew his gaze and casually admired the shaking liquid in the glass, as if talking to himself, as if he had something else to say: "The human heart is like this 78-year-old red wine." If you just open the oak cork and drink it all, it will not only be violent, but also very boring. Instead, it should be poured into a wine glass, let it sit for 10 minutes, and then use the strength to shake it gently from different angles and with different strengths to really bring out its deep liquor. ”

Chiko seemed to understand something: "Did you go to great lengths to tie me up here just to show your superb sobering skills? But if you want to pry my mouth open by torture, unfortunately, you caught the wrong person." ”

Felix glanced at Chiko, and couldn't help but let out a weird laugh from his mouth. He sneered at Chiko, "Poor Eric, you would have lost your life for such a woman, it seems that you are not worthy of my precious mourning at all. ”

Chiko couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness in her heart at hearing Eric's name, and she had to admit that not only did she mess up the mission, but she also cost a young detective her life, even though she still hated his messy curly hair

Felix seemed to see through Chiko's thoughts, and while taking out a silver suitcase from the side of the bed, he sighed with pretense of regret: "You are right, a detective who will be comparable to Sherlock Holmes in the future, you should indeed feel guilty because of an innocent woman who can't even tell who the enemy is." ”

"Despicable!" Chiko gritted her teeth in resentment.

"Oh~ What a strange thing, this word could come from the mouth of a CIA agent, didn't your instructor tell you that meanness is also a weapon of agents, and you have used more despicable means than I do. Felix began to turn the code on the cash chest.

Chiko can't deny this, as far as she knows, the CIA does often make some extreme moves in various names, and even "occasionally" affects the innocent. Qianzi even heard that some of the controversial radical actions were directly approved by Director Custer, and the reason was that "everything must give way to the security of country K." ”

After a while, Felix opened the silver box and took out a syringe and a bright red potion from the box. While gently rubbing the potion bottle against Chiko's left face, he asked playfully, "If you can guess what this is, I'll let you go." ”

"It's nothing more than some psychotropic drugs. It's a pity, even if I'm confused, you can't ask anything!" Chiko turned her head to try to break free from Felix's teasing.

"I wasn't trying to dig up any earth-shattering information out of a recruit's mouth. With that, Felix inserted the needle into the vial and gently pulled out the piston core, a bright red liquid rising along the scale of the needle. "On the contrary, I know the CIA better than you do. Take this red enchantress......"

"The Red Enchantress?"

Hearing the code name of the potion, Chiko suddenly remembered that she had once heard the instructor briefly introduce the potion. This was once an injection drug developed by the CIA's torture department in order to improve the efficiency of torture. Unlike the "interrogation potion" on her ring, the potion is so strong and long-lasting that even a trained gold agent is hard to resist. However, due to the side effects of irreversible insanity of prisoners, former President Jefferson banned destruction on the grounds that it was against humanitarianism. It is said that Director Custer also lost his temper over this.

"How did you get it!" Chiko looked at the red potion that shouldn't have existed.

"Looks like you're still remembering. Felix flicked the needle tube with his fingers, and a few drops of the strange potion were splattered onto the white sheets, instantly turning into a few scarlet marks.

Chiko vaguely felt that the man in front of her seemed to have an indescribable relationship with the CIA. She couldn't help but excitedly ask, "Who the hell are you? What is your relationship with the CIA? And, that detective!"

Felix smiled, "Looks like you've finally noticed something, and all I can tell you is about that detective you hate, Eric." He's the toughest opponent I've ever met, but because of you, I have a chance to deal with him beautifully, and only you have the possibility of making a crack in his impregnable absolute sanity. ”

Chiko's eyes widened in disbelief, she and Eric were like two parallel lines, they had never met before, how could they have such a big influence on him.

"Don't be surprised, he really has nothing to do with you, but he has a lot to do with your father, who died young. Felix pressed Chiko's forearm with great skill, searching for a suitable vein, "Do you want me to say your great father's name?"

Chiko hit a spirit, and in her childhood, her impression of her father was a huge mystery except for a scumbag who made her mother cry all day long. Until her mother told her on her deathbed that this hateful man was ......

Chiko shook her head vigorously. Even in the face of a humiliating death, she was reluctant to mention this filthy name.

"Okay, my stubborn little mustang, stop your thinking, all you have to do now is take a deep breath and relax your body, you are the first highly qualified hybrid to experiment with this drug, so any reaction of your body is my precious data. Of course, as a bonus, if you can survive this shot, I'll tell you the whole truth. Felix pinpointed the vein and plunged it mercilessly.

With a tingling pain in her forearm, Chiko knew it was all going to end. She will lose her mind, lose consciousness for the rest of her life, maybe go crazy, maybe become dementia. Just thinking of ending up like this so inexplicably, thinking that she was like a fish under a knife at the mercy of others, she seemed more willing to let this needle turn her into a walking corpse without feelings and thoughts.

Chiko closed her eyes in despair. One second, two seconds, three seconds, one minute, two minutes, three minutes. Time was jogging in the drip, and Chiko didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, except because of the overwhelming despair.

Could it be that hallucinations have been generated?

When Chiko opened her eyes, she was greeted by the white roof lamp and the miserable white wall. But seeing Felix's surprised expression, Chiko was convinced that it was not a hallucination caused by the red enchantress.

Could it be that he was really so lucky that he was born immune to this drug? Felix seemed to sense something. His face was very ugly, and he stared at Chiko intently.

At this time, even Qianzi felt unbelievable that Felix's such a careful layout would make such a mistake.

"Miracles, is your heart calling to me?"

There was a "squeak" and the door was gently pushed open. This familiar voice, like a magnet with strong attraction, irresistibly pulled the attention of Felix and Chiko.

Chiko could feel her heart pounding against her chest, and she stared eagerly at the door, wishing she could see through the unsightly door and walls. After a while, a man wearing a deer-hunting hat and a hand* appeared in the doorway.

"Eric, you ......" Chiko suddenly became excited.

Contrary to Chiko, Felix's face became even more ugly, he sat on the chair with his back tightly attached to the back of the chair, and said in a weird manner: "Hey, detective, next time, can you say hello in advance." ”

Eric smiled and said, "Then you have to kneel down and do a mass in earnest, and pray that you will have another chance." ”