400 New Year's Eve (3)
Back to the other side.
"But I just wanted to talk to Mr. Captive, and I didn't use any tricks."
Freya's words made the other party's expression change again, but this time he also immediately suppressed it.
"Doesn't Mr. Captive like talking to me?"
"If it's in a nightclub, I don't mind having a good chat with a beautiful girl like you, and eating tofu."
"That's right, but didn't Mr. Captive just say that according to the aesthetic standards of your race, I'm disgusting, I thought."
"This is the general theory of the galaxy!" The captive's mood fluctuated again, but he still resisted stubbornly, forcibly suppressing his mood swings.
Freya observed the other party's soul form and frowned slightly.
"I feel like there's something hidden in your emotions, but you can't see it at all."
"Don't tell your purpose! Have you ever learned how to torture you! β
"But I don't want to torture Mr. Captive," Freya blinked, "I'm just here to chat, and if I can solve it with chat, that's the best, isn't it?" But I'll just tell you, Mr. Captive, and tell me about yourself. I think it's interesting to have completely different cultures, your race relies on capillaries to get oxygen, right, can you adapt to our air here, after all, our air density is not the same as your home planet. β
"We also have our own respiratory organs! The absorption of oxygen by the skin is only an incidental function, because the storm we have there is very scary, and it will be difficult for the respiratory organs to work normally during the storm, and if the skin capillaries can breathe, it can temporarily prevent us from dying in the storm, but this function is not very useful after entering the age of civilization. β
"I see, your race must have developed some culture that is completely different from humans, right? Like worshipping the storm or something. β
"Yes. We used to have that religion. β
"Well, what kind of religion is that?"
**
"What's going on, what happened in the half hour I wasn't there?" Enleko returned to the indoor sports field and looked at the one-way glass with Lin Youde, "Why did you talk about it?" β
"I don't know how this happened. Anyway, we started talking, and the thing was yelling at Freya a moment ago. Lin Youde shook his head and clasped his hands to his chest.
"Is this the charm of Freya after the upgrade? This kind of can already be called a witch, right? Freya, the enchanting witch. β
Lin Youde thought about it, and this title was still full of feelings.
**
Another hour and a half had passed, and Freya had already learned a general idea of the agent's civilized customs.
"That Windchaser Festival was so much fun."
"Now it's really become a fun holiday, our ancestors have to live in the wind, and in the process of migration, the weak children and the old people who have become a burden will be left behind, and the rest are the strong children and the old and strong elders, and it is cruel. Those who can't get past this level will have to be eliminated. Elimination means death. β
"It's admirable."
"Right, my ancestors......"
"No, I'm talking about life. We were born on a planet with good conditions, and we grew up comfortably all the way, but in such a harsh and harsh environment, there are still life tenacious survival, and we have created a civilization that can sail at warp speed, which is too admirable. β
Freya sighed sincerely.
The captive stared at her face.
"Are you...... It's Miss Freya, right? β
"Hmm."
"Miss Freya, the gentleman just now. Is it your husband? β
"Well, what's wrong?"
"Is he on board?"
"The biggest." Freya smiled proudly. "But theoretically, there is an official who is bigger than him, but she is only responsible for eating."
"Eat?" The captive looked surprised, and this time he didn't seem to hide it.
"That's right, she's like the mascot of the ship, and she will bring good luck to the ship."
The captive was stunned for a moment before saying, "That's right." That's the same as Duoduo on our ship, by the way, Duoduo is a herbivore, not an intelligent life. β
Freya tilted her head, then projected an image with her bracelet: "Is this it?" Sorry, it was dead when we recovered it. β
"I'm going to die too, right?" "As long as we're all dead, no one can tell the Galactic Council who attacked us, right?" β
"You sent Ansebo, didn't you? Didn't you say that? β
"We're a spy ship with a mission, and we're about to be destroyed, so of course we have to send the information we already have first! But now I don't have the right to say it in a big way, because I'm not a dedicated agent anymore. You're torturerβno, chat veteran, and I throw in the towel. β
"Hey, but this is the first time I've ...... like this."
"It's all acting anyway! You humans can use nanomachines to control expressions at will, I know very well! You're still a ninth-level psychic powerhouse, and when I started chatting with you, I was destined to be able to hit you! β
"Huh? But I don't have the ability? β
"Does it make sense for you to provoke me now? Okay, call your husband! The captive turned his head to look at the one-way glass and shouted, "Hey, that's enough!" If you don't come out again, I'm going to spit on your wife! You know what our reproductive system is all about, right? Don't you care if you get my genetics on your wife? β
The next moment, Lin Youde demolished the wall with one-way glass, threw it to the side, and strode in.
Then the engineering department took down the other walls of the interrogation room, and then the table, and after thirty seconds, only the prisoner was still sitting in place, and even Freya stood up and came behind Lin Youde, and the chair was taken away.
The captives sat there, staring blankly at the crew of the Enterprise playing soccer in the indoor sports field, the sound of the soccer ball breaking through the speed of sound made him shrink his neck.
"Hey!" Lan Xiaolian turned around and shouted, "Keep the ball speed below the speed of sound!" The ball is no longer rotten, I won't approve a new ball! β
"Isn't it! Just a few pieces of broken leather, this is also to be saved! "There's a complaining telegram over there.
"Leave it alone! Give me the ball speed! Lan Xiaolian continued to shout.
Apparently this was shouted to the captives.
Lin Youde came to the captive, stepped on the edge of the stool that was a little exposed between his legs, and bent down close to his face: "What are you going to say." Just say it quickly. β
"I'm going to live."
"I don't know who said that I can't survive anyway, and I look like I've figured it out and is free and easy. Give up, it's impossible to live, anyway, you say it or not, we all have a way to get the information. β
The captive stared into Lin Youde's eyes.
"Sure enough, you can't be good. I actually saw a chance to live in that young lady, but I was naΓ―ve. β
"So do you say it now or not?"
"I have here the key for the operation of the Galactic Council's agents, and I can decipher the Galaxy Council's Ansebo Dense Telegram, but this may be abolished immediately after we are attacked, but the Galactic Council is very large and cumbersome to operate, even if it is a secret service, it will take time to react. You may have a few days to listen to the Galactic Council's confidential Ansebo communications. β
"You know, we human agents have a belief that communications can be easily overheard. I can't even believe half of what is inside. Say useful. β
The captive kept his mouth shut.
"Well," said Lin Youde, "I can promise you one thing but to live. β
"I'm going to use your Ansebo transmitter to send one last letter to my wife."
"The letter contains code words, right?" Lin Youde sneered, "I know what you're thinking, your expression hasn't yielded yet." You're doing this because you think you'll be controlled if you continue to talk to my lovely Freya. So want to struggle for the last time. Am I right? β
The captives fell silent.
"You're underestimating Freya after all."
Lin Youde said so, then stood up, turned around, and said to Lan Xiaolian: "In other words, I don't want Freya to deal with him anymore, his flying saliva has genetic factors in it." Freya, you go take a shower and wash well. β
"Uh," Freya tilted her head, "you have genes in your saliva, too." So it's a genetic factor. β
Lin Youde thought about it, it seemed like this.
"To what extent?" Lan Xiaolian asked.
"Feel free, just don't die, let Xiao Lu deal with it tomorrow."
"I'm serious this time!" The captives suddenly shouted, "I told you all! Please let Miss Freya come and talk to me again! Please, at least let me remember the scenery of my hometown before I die. Miss Freya, can you do it? You have what it takes, don't you? β
Freya sent a letter asking, "How do I answer?" β
"Tell the truth."
"Well, I can do it." Freya looked back at the captive, "Mr. Captive, as long as you are truly willing to help us, I will let you return to your homeland in your dreams and be with your beloved, I can do all of this." β
The captive looked like a child, and then began to cry: "Great, please help." I want to go home......"
**
A minute later, Freya had a new title on the Enterprise.
"A natural witch who plays with people's hearts"
[She just now, she really has no ability. Noah said to Lin Youde, [To be precise, there is no ability to use except for the influence she unconsciously emanates. γ
[The influence of unconsciousness emanation.] Lin Youde pursed his lips, [Same as aura? γ
[Similar.] γ
[So, what's going on with that captive's collapse?] γ
[He himself thought that he was about to be captured by Freya's ability, and then gradually gave up, and attributed his surrender tendency to Freya's ability, thinking that this time he met an invincible opponent, and the more he did this, the stronger the surrender tendency, and the more he wavered. By the way, he subconsciously probably thought that his homesickness was also inspired by Freya, in short......]
[He's crumbling by his own brain supply, isn't he?] γ
[Yes.] γ
Noah said.
[This is another very interesting sample, and I'm going to take the opportunity to peek into Freya's heart when he guides him "home".] γ
(What the hell is this monthly pass, I'm also a divine power holder who can summon a thousand votes a day!) (To be continued.) )