Chapter 9: Shock

When Yamamoto opened his eyes again, he found himself sitting in a swivel chair. There is also a headrest on www.biquge.info high backrest of the pen, and it is comfortable to rest your head on.

He looked around and found himself in an office with a closet, filing cabinet, a large desk, and even two potted plants in the corner. The all-glass-walled office is covered with blinds so that you can't see the outside.

It looks like a separate office for a senior police officer. Yamamoto made that judgment.

"Are you awake?" There was an inquiry in my ears. Yamamoto was startled, straightened up and left the backrest, looking in the direction where the voice came from. I saw two sturdy policemen opening the door and entering, one of whom was holding a cup of hot coffee and placing it in front of Yamamoto.

"The water for you, it's a little hot."

"Thank you, thank you!" Yamamoto picked up the cup and carefully put it to his lips, sniffing the rich aroma of coffee from the cup, he felt that life was so beautiful.

As he sipped his coffee, the two officers sat down one after another. The older one sat in a large leather chair directly across from him, while another young officer pulled over a swivel chair similar to Yamamoto's.

Seeing that Yamamoto had regained his composure, the young officer spoke first: "Hello, sir. We heard you just shout 'help.'" Is someone hurting you? ”

Yamamoto removed the cup and nodded non-stop: "Yes, yes." Someone locked me up, and a couple of people were locked up in a house, and I ran out, and they haven't. ”

The two officers looked at each other, and the young officer continued to ask, "Anyone else?" How many of you are locked up in total? Who are you being held? Where are you being held? ”

Yamamoto was a little overwhelmed by a series of questions, but he still trembled and tried to make it clear: "There are four of us. 3 males and 1 female. There were about six of them, I don't know, I only saw six people. They're crazy people, and they're going to hurt us at will. Look at my neck, there's a wound here, they've made it with a string. ”

Yamamoto eagerly reveals to the two police officers that he was being punished with a warning by Ichihashi when he first entered the story. He stroked his neck with his hand, but suddenly realized that there was nothing there.

There's a wound here! How so? Yamamoto frantically stroked his neck back and forth with his hand, and the reality made his heart sink continuously. He suddenly remembered what Sanogaoka had said, "Didn't you notice the changes in your body?" ”

Could it be, really...... No! It must not be like this, how can there be a Matrix in this world? Definitely I overlooked something, definitely what they did I don't know.

The two police officers looked at Yamamoto's scratching ears and cheeks, and they had already shown puzzled eyes, but because of their professional ethics, they still patiently continued to ask: "Let's tell me where you are being held." ”

In order to gain the officer's trust, Yamamoto was eager to express how hateful his kidnappers were: "In a building, not high, with gray walls on the outside. I can't say exactly where it is. I was so scared that I kept running when I got out of there, and I couldn't remember the road. ”

The older officer waved his hand at the younger officer and said lightly: "It's okay, you go to someone to check the video, you should find the image of him running over." ”

The older officer leaned forward, rested his elbows on the table, tapped his chin with one hand and asked, "Do you know what they're up to?" Money or terror? ”

"They told us to spy on the Prophet!"

"Prophet? Who is he? Hijacking you to spy on another person? The two policemen looked at each other with obvious suspicion.

Damn, why would I say it so stupidly, hell, they won't believe it. Look at those two cops who have lost interest. I have to tell them my judgment, I want them to know that I got out of there with all my life, and they have to help me.

"Police...... Gentlemen officers, you must listen to me. Those people say what kind of Matrix world this is, so let's keep an eye on the Prophet, the old witch, the Prophet who always says something specious to Neo. ”

"I know what you're thinking, you must think I'm crazy. In fact, I think they're the paranoids, they're really crazy. I think there are some people who are using this kind of argument to do some illegal things, and they must have some ulterior secrets. ”

Yamamoto finished speaking in one breath, but the two policemen looked at him with the eyes of a psychopath. The older officer probably felt that there was no longer any value in continuing the questioning, so he waved his hand to the younger officer and said, "I think this gentleman is too nervous, ask him where he lives, and send him back to rest." Also check the footage, the work that needs to be done still needs to be done. ”

Yamamoto was in a hurry, he grabbed the young officer's arm and said eagerly: "Mr. Officer, please believe me, what I said is true." Trust me! ”

The young officer dragged him towards the door, and it seemed that both of them were tired of Yamamoto and his story. Yamamoto struggled with his hands and feet, and shouted, "If I don't leave, they will arrest me again." Please, trust me. ”

Just when Yamamoto thought he had no more chance, he was about to be thrown out of this room. The powerful force that was holding him behind was suddenly gone, and he desperately tried to get out of the clutches of that policeman. When he stood up, he found that they were all with their heads down, as if they were thinking about something, and did not continue to drive him away. Yamamoto was overjoyed, and he took the opportunity to say earnestly to the two police officers, "Please believe me, please listen to my explanation again." ”

"We believe you, you can go on." The two officers slowly raised their heads.

"Thank you...... Yes! You ......" Yamamoto let out a frightened cry when he saw the faces of the two police officers.

Their faces resembled a mass of face being rubbed and stretched, and the facial features on their faces were completely deformed. By the time this horrific change was over, they had become a different person entirely.

The two men were dressed in black suits, large sunglasses, and a white earphone in their right ear.

"Go on, sir. We're listening. ”

"You...... You're Matrix Agents! Yamamoto found that his brain had completely failed. It couldn't have been true anyway, but it happened in front of him - two policemen turned into matrix agents.

After a brief moment of distraction, he frantically rushed to the door and shouted, "Help, help...... Woo......"