The basement floor of the SWAT headquarters was poorly ventilated and smelled damp and musty. The interrogation room was left with only four walls except a table and a chair, and the concrete walls were so wet that the sound of the piano was very uncomfortable.

She was handcuffed to a chair with her arms cut back, an iron table in front of her, and a headlamp next to the table made her dizzy, and even if she closed her eyes, she couldn't get rid of the blood-red vision. She was arrested at twelve o'clock in the morning, and now in the light of morning, she had been interrogated for four hours with exhaustion.

This is just the beginning. From the moment she was dragged into the interrogation room, she was deprived of the right to sleep, she would be asked repetitive questions tirelessly, and she would be kept in the aggressive spotlight. After twenty-eight hours, her brain will go into a mental disturbance due to extreme thirst, and after thirty-two hours, she will be willing to do anything in exchange for a heavy sleep.

Because of the exhaustion of his strength in battle, Qin Yin was extremely tired, and half past four in the morning was the time when humans were most sleepy. Even if Qin Yin has a strong will and physical strength, the fragile biological clock at this time also gave her a knife in the back. She was so sleepy that she couldn't open her eyes, even if the bright light shone like looking directly at the noon sun, she could be half-asleep in the blood-red vision, her pointed chin drooping, and she struggled to stay awake like pecking rice.

Alan stood in the observation room next door, with his chest crossed, monitoring the progress of the interrogation through a thin wall of one-way transparency:

"Who do you work for?" This is the 98th time that the interrogator has repeated this question.

When the sound of the piano was crooked, and when he fell asleep in a daze, he was cruelly awakened by the electric current, and replied with a dying smile: "Just like you, work for money." ”

"You know that stubbornness doesn't end well. You are not protected by the Constitution, you are not entitled to humanitarian assistance, and if you continue to resist, you will be deprived of sleep until you lose your mind. ”

Qin Yin pecked her jaw, and just lowered her head to sleep, a stronger current rushed from the back of the chair into her spine, so painful that she gritted her teeth and shook her head, and the chair trembled with convulsions, but she opened her round eyes and clenched her teeth, and did not let out a wail.

The electricity lasted for two seconds before dissipating, but the spasms of the piano sound continued, and her sleepiness was violently swept away, and her body and mind were exhausted like an empty shell left after a cocoon. She smiled, raised her eyelids proudly, and cynically looked at the interrogator who was sitting precariously: "Are you working for justice?" Working for the country? Don't lie to yourself, the state rules you, and the monetary system rules the country, so you also work for money. And it is an unjust and inhumane lynching work, so you betray justice for money. Admit it, you also work for money, just like me. ”

Alan couldn't stand it anymore, and he held on to the headset and ordered the interrogator: "Next question: the purpose of the Spear of God." ”

Qin Yin strengthened his will and sneered: "This question is probably only the messenger can answer. ”

"But he's dead."

"The Messenger does not die." Qin Yin shook her head, firmer than Copernicus at the stake, "This is common sense. ”

"Everyone dies once, and a body in a morgue is worth a thousand words."

Qin Yin raised her eyebrows, tilted her head and asked, "The ignorant Middle Ages used to bury patients in shock as corpses. They think that no stress response is death, and you think that zero brain waves is death. This superficiality of similarity dooms you to have no idea what it means to die. ”

"......, what is the definition of death?"

"You don't know until you're dead." The piano pitches its chin high, proudly enjoying the triumph of the spirit.

Alan was speechless.

He realized that even if he was arrested by mistake, even if he was tortured, Qin Yin was extremely confident. To ask something, he must destroy the will of Kotoon.

It seemed that fatigue could not do this, and he had to break the faith of Kotoon.

"The Courier was torn, three meters behind you, five hours ago, by Colonel Charlie, and the corpse of ** stinks like a dung pit." Alan himself stepped out and said coldly, "The messenger will also die." Your rhetoric is like an invulnerability myth, just a demagogic trick that is self-defeating in the face of facts. ”

Kotone narrowed her eyes, ignoring the judge in front of her, stared meaningfully at the oppressive gray wall, and replied sympathetically, "People really only believe what they want to believe." ”

Alan frowned. Suddenly, a phone call came in, and the coroner's voice trembled with fear: "The body of the messenger...... It's gone. ”

Alan almost misses the phone. He directly cut off the broadcast of the piano sound, turned around and interjected, and asked eagerly: "Is there any entry and exit record?" Could it be that someone stole it? Mexico's bunch of rice buckets! When was it discovered that the body was gone? ”

The coroner's voice trembled: "After the team was closed, the body was sent to the central hospital with the casualties, registered and confirmed at 2 a.m., and at 4:31 a.m., the body was found missing at the beginning of the autopsy operation. After the inspection, there was no record of personnel entering and leaving, but there were faint footprints at the door...... Bloody footprints. ”

Alan gritted his teeth, hung up the phone, desperately calmed down, and interrogated Qin Yin without waves: "In your creed, what is the reason why the messenger is not dead? ”

"Same as Jesus." Qin Yin said lightly, "Idealists who are desperate can be favored, and only after death can they get eternal life." ”

Alan slumped into his chair, his underwear soaked and cold, as if he had escaped from an icy lake.

Ten minutes later, under the command of Dr. Kuhlman and Allen, the city of Laredo launched a second round of indiscriminate raids, with the central hospital as the center, a radius of one kilometer as the key search area, and a radius of ten kilometers as a martial law area. In just one day of federal troops, Laredo was turned inside out twice.

The search was fruitless.

Like an anxious raccoon, Dr. Kuhlman circled wildly around the conference room, looking down and frowning, dripping into a cold sweat and chattering, "Someone must have stolen the body." The messenger had his neck broken and his breath failed, death was undoubted, the corpse was cold, how could he go down to the ground and go by himself? The person who stole the corpse can't run far, he must be hiding somewhere! All the staff are dispatched, and the police force is increased, and the body will definitely be found! ”

Alan's mind was in a mess, he closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, carefully recalling the confident voice of the piano sound, "Only after death can you have eternal life", inexplicably creepy, but there was no squeak.

Dr. Kuhlman was flustered, pacing anxiously twice, muttering endlessly, "This is so bizarre, there is no entry and exit record, how could the corpse disappear into thin air." The police in Mexico are also too useless! ”

Alan still refused to believe that Qin Yin's pretending to be a ghost, and after analyzing it hard, he frowned and whispered: "The main members of the Spear of God are elites, and maybe there are hidden people in the central hospital to erase the entry and exit records and steal the corpse. ”

Like a rabbit smelling the smell of predators, Kuhlman suddenly froze, his eyes condensed, and he whispered in horror: "Maybe there are also members of God's Spear within the Mexican police." Corruption in the Laredo police community is an open secret. Only then will it be possible to bypass police surveillance and steal the body from the hospital. ”

Alan was noncommittal, but nodded.

Kuhlman sat down next to Allen and continued to deduce: "We must send our men to participate in the search operation, or we may return to nothing." ”

The two were suddenly silent for a while. After a long time, Alan asked Kuhlman: "How can a body that has been brain dead for three hours be resurrected?" ”

Kuhlman pondered and shook his head helplessly.

"We have to find the body to get the answer." Kuhlman looked at Allen seriously, "These Mexican dog mongrels can't be trusted. Send Richard's Alpha Team to the city to participate in the search operation. ”

Alan thought so. While on the phone, he suddenly thought that Jesus did not open the coffin until three days after he died, which shows that the time of brain death is not the key to the problem.

The answer to this puzzling question will only come to light when the Courier's body is found.