Chapter Twenty-Three: Hello, My Name Is Sarina

Indeed, with the current medical ability, the probability of waking up such a vegetative guy is extremely low.

But...... The bad thing is that Hannibal's mental power is too strong, as long as there is a slight opportunity, his spiritual power can bring him back to life, this kind of ability that normal people can't ask for, but at this moment, it has become the key to open the door to his painful hell.

With the sound of "tick, tick" in the darkness, Hannibal slowly opened his eyes.

In front of him, there were countless huge machines, and the sound of ticking and ticking was constantly coming from them......

Where am I? Who am I? What am I doing?

The philosophical trifectum that these people would ask about as soon as they woke up flashed through Hannibal's mind, and he immediately remembered the cause and effect of the incident.

At the same time, he immediately confirmed his situation at the moment......

That's ...... I am now extremely dangerous.

Because, in front of him, in addition to those machines, there is also a woman in a bright red robe...... And the giant who killed himself in the spirit world was standing right next to her.

"Hello...... My name is Sarina. The woman in red said politely, "In order for you to understand and our future conversation, you can directly regard me as the embodiment of [death]." ”

Hannibal didn't respond, he just stared at the other man coldly, and while he had to marvel at her breathtaking beauty, he was also thinking about how he should get out.

But then Hannibal found out something very bad...... That's ...... I couldn't even move my whole body.

"Oh, I'm sorry to tell you, although we switched back to your mind, but....... Your brain's control over the nerves is still dormant, which means you can't move at all...... But you've probably noticed that you still have a little bit of control over your language system, your hearing, your tongue and your lips, and that's the result of our focus on fixing those areas, and we're doing that, of course, so that you can answer some of my questions. ”

"What...... Problem ......," Hannibal said, and it seemed that his control over his body had not been restored, so that it was difficult to even speak.

Sarina smiled: "It's very simple, first of all, do you know where Ziliang is?" ”

She asked directly, and Hannibal replied directly.

"I don't know ......"

This answer seems to have been expected by Sarina.

"Well, this answer is not unusual, on the contrary, if you directly say that you know, that is the most headache for me." Sarina smiled and said, "So, let's move on to the next part, although you can already know what you're going to go through, but I'll talk about it...... That is, I'm going to start torturing you. ”

Speaking of which, the white bear also knew what was going to happen, so he consciously walked out of the room and kept the place for Sarina and Hannibal.

In this way, the assembly hall, which had been converted into a medical room, became a two-person world for the man and woman.

"Well, I like that feeling." Sarina smiled, and then she pushed a small cart out of Hannibal's field of vision.

The cart was covered with a white cloth, and from the protruding outlines, it seemed that there were many, many tools inside. And Sarina also verified this guess with her own actions, she picked up the white cloth, and on the cart, there were several small trays, on which were all kinds of tools, potions, and ...... You don't know what it is when you look at it...... But there is undoubtedly an almost visible pain in all of these things.

"I know, you're a smart man, but I don't know how smart you've been, so I'm going to say something next, and I hope you'll listen carefully, because, from the moment I start torturing you, you don't have the heart to listen to anything I say."

"First of all, as I just said, I am the embodiment of death, which gives me an innate sensitivity to pain, and even I can use my ability to make you experience cruel pain that is absolutely unimaginable.

But do you know why I still chose to use these primitive things?

That's because I think these cute gadgets are much more interesting than my abilities. ”

As she spoke, Sarina picked up a small pair of tweezers, and the corners of her mouth showed a charming arc.

"They can be more realistic, torment you from many aspects such as your spirit, psychology, and body, and you can really see these things, and feel them, and feel that your own defense line of will is destroyed.

Of course, I will also try to enjoy the process, and when you are wailing, observe every movement of your body, every twitch of your face, and the changes in your eyes, these details will be magnified and analyzed by me, and as long as you show a little flaw, I will catch you.

Of course, you can also try not to show flaws, or play the role of a funny guy who is rational enough, smart enough, and trained in counter-interrogation, making up false information, throwing out some less important clues, going around in circles with me, posturing, stalling for time, etc.

However, I have time, so I will destroy you little by little, seriously, hard, tirelessly, there is no end and no hope.

Under this premise, you should be able to predict what the end result will be.

So, with all that said, do you still want to waste time between us? ”

Sarina said the above words very seriously, indeed, for the real interrogator, it is not that you can not say it, because even if you keep your mouth shut, but your eyes, your reaction to the torture, will reveal a lot of information to the other party.

To give you a few simple examples, if you are captured by the enemy in a battle, and the other side is not so anxious to get any information, then they will not ask you questions immediately, they will lock you up first, and then come in every day, at any time of the day, morning and night, and then torture you. It doesn't let you sleep, but it gives you enough food that tastes good enough to stimulate your taste buds and is nutritious.

During this time, they will not ask for anything, they will not even talk to you, they will appear suddenly, and then let you experience the sudden pain...... Until you start to have a nervous breakdown and want to say something...... They still won't stop, they won't ask questions, their days won't change, you don't even know what they're trying to tell you, so you can just frantically confide in everything you know and pray for your relief......

Well, this is for people who are not strong enough, and if you are a strong enough person, that's okay, because as I said earlier, professional torturers don't need you to speak, they will ask you some simple questions first, such as: are you a man or a woman. While asking these questions, he also uses a cotton ball to gently pluck the inside of your eyelids, so as to observe your reaction to pain, and every detail of your whole body, which will be summarized very clearly on the computer, and they know how you react when you lie, and understand what you know and what you don't know.

Next, when you're exhausted from the pain, they'll ask important questions like: How many people do you have?

Of course, you can also say that you don't know, and the other party doesn't care, he will just continue his execution over and over again, while tentatively asking you: "Is it two?" "Is it three?" ......?"

In this way, if you really know, the moment the other person says the correct answer, he will know...... You don't need to open your mouth all the time...... You just have to stay alive.

So...... Hannibal hesitated.

"Okay, I see what you mean, but I'm sorry."

Sarina Howe nodded unsurprised: "Well, as I thought......" As she spoke, she picked up a small long needle and dipped it in a vial of clear liquid: "Well, it's rude." ”