Alan checked his written notes and knew that the other party's screen name was Sixteen, and the official total ranking before landing was the top 200,000 excellent players, and he was good at playing escape games.

Along the way, he memorized two pages, all of which were some information about the player, and he couldn't show it to the orcs in the city.

Fortunately, during the interrogation, he let the other orcs out, and it was just him and the player in the room, and no one eavesdropped.

Alan picked up the paper and placed it on the tip of the candle, and the white paper quickly spontaneously combusted.

With a flick of his hand, he placed the note at the brazier underneath and watched as it slowly spontaneously combusted into embers, making sure no words leaked out.

"Next." Alan shouted towards the door.

"Yes!"

After a while, the next player is escorted to Alan's interrogation table.

After the escort helped to get the handcuffs, he left the room softly and closed the door with a heavy slam, doing everything as Alan asked.

It is very easy for Alan to hypnotize the orcs in the city, and sometimes it only takes a snap of his fingers to attract their attention and thus hypnotize.

Players are not so easy to hypnotize, they have experienced too many things, and their own mental attributes have reached a super state that cannot be polished.

If you want to hypnotize a player, first of all, hypnotism must be advanced enough, at least level 7 or above.

The efficiency of temporary hypnosis is very poor, and the player is prone to self-awakening, while prepared hypnosis is the same, it is a kind of subtle hypnosis, and the environment, sound, and action are all Allen's hypnotic methods.

Allen's Little Black House, and the way to it, are all carefully designed by Allen, and each step contains subtle hints, and when he has accumulated enough hints, when he takes off his hood, it is when hypnosis is at its most effective.

At this time, with just one look and one word, Alan can control the other party's thinking.

For example, the Terran woman in front of her, when she entered the door, her whole body muscles were tense, and her breathing was 0.3 times faster than that of a normal person, and after the orc left, the environment became quieter, and he could even hear a faint heartbeat.

Alan slowly lifted the other party's black hood, the flamelight illuminating her small round face, her pupils narrowing slightly, and slowly expanding.

"Tell me, your name?" Eren secretly uses his full-level hypnotism.

All the attention of the other party was cast on him, the black robe had no attention, and there was nothing to pay attention to on the mask, only Allen's eyes, which were weird and charming.

The player's [Pigeon Spirit]'s pupils fade into focus, and his eyes lose focus, falling into Alan's hypnotic trap.

……

[xvi] Back in the old black room, the other Terran players looked at him and wanted to ask something, but their mouths were stuffed with cloth and they couldn't say anything.

"Someone will deliver food at meal time, you don't let me hear the sound of fighting, and I can't die, you know?" After the orc finished speaking, he picked up another piece of cloth and stuffed it into Sixteen's mouth, turned around and closed the door, and Sixteen returned to the player circle.

There were 10 people in this small dark room, and everyone had adapted to the darkness of the room and did not feel uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, not being able to communicate is a nuisance, and players are eager to know what the next interrogation will be.

Seeing Otilette, who was the first to go out and be interrogated, returned to the small black room, they all squirmed to Player Sixteen's side.

The players' hands are tied, their mouths are gagged, and even ten fingers are tied with ropes.

But this did not stump the vast number of players, some of them half-rolled to the ground, using the relationship between their fingertips and the ground, and gently moved their fingertips, and their nails tapped the floor, making an extremely slight sound.

The players in the room held their breath and listened intently as the thing hit the ground.

The click is short, the ding is long, and the click is long......

The orcs certainly don't know what the players are doing, but the players do.

To be honest[xvi] he didn't want to pay attention to this group of players, he just wanted to sleep when he got back to the little black room, he was so tired, tired like a man who fought for twelve hours, and he could sleep well when he lay down.

He was woken up by someone else, and there was a subtle tapping sound in his ears, it was the sound of two different fingers, the decibel was different, the sound was sometimes long and short, and it was very rhythmic.

Listening to the whole paragraph,[xvi] I remembered Morse code.

As an old player, he naturally understands Morse code, but it's so tiring to live, why let them live so easily, everyone obviously has a layer of competition.

The player[xvi] loses confidence in competing with the powerful players of Tomorrowland, and his mentality changes, and he wants to muddy the waters.

After a while, only the faint sound of tapping remained in the chamber.

There are players who have their backs against the wall and listen to the footsteps outside to prevent detection.

The other players carefully read the sound of their nails tapping in the air, and parsed the Morse code[xvi].

After a few minutes, everyone finally figured out the methods of the Inquisitor of Tomorrow City.

The methods of the interrogator were related to torture, and as soon as he came up, he was punished by eunuchs, and Sixteen said that he was under great mental pressure, so he simply confessed all his thoughts.

When the players heard such news, their faces were also very ugly, and they were even depressed for a long time.

"Don't call my name...... the players thought to themselves.

In the afternoon, they went out by name again, and the players in the room looked at the person whose name was called with sympathy.

The person whose name was called was very nervous, and tried many times to find a chance to escape, but he was covered with a black hood by the orc, he couldn't see anything, and the ten fingers of his hands were also locked tightly, so he had no chance to escape.

Because of fear, his concentration increased unprecedentedly, especially when he entered Allen's small dark room, his attention was used in both ears, and when he heard the sound of the orc leaving, his crotch tightened, as if God had closed the door for him.

However, he didn't know that Alan was using his attention to perform shallow hypnosis, and by the time he took off his hood, he had entered a state of moderate hypnosis with little effort.

Half an hour later, the hypnosis was over, and he was already on his way back, when the orc soldiers grabbed his hands and pressed his shoulders, his head still wearing a black hood, and he didn't know what had just happened.

"Is that thing of mine still there?" He thought subconsciously.

It doesn't hurt down there, it should still be there...... He breathed a sigh of relief, but he realized that Otillet had deceived him, and that the inquisitor had no use of torture!

Night.

Several players tapped Morse code with their fingernails, angrily accusing Otillet of being a jerk.

Some players approached Otilette and tried to slap him, but their hands and legs were inconvenient.

Otillette was not afraid of making a big fuss, and deliberately hit the floor with his legs, and the orcs outside heard the sound, and picked up the guy and walked to the door of the small black house.

"What are you doing, you want to rebel!"

The orcs opened the door, and twenty cat-people with daggers blocked the doorway before the players stopped the commotion.

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