In the dimly lit interrogation room, the atmosphere is always eerily quiet, which is actually a psychological tactic, people will prefer to make some noise to relax themselves in an extremely quiet environment, and it is easier to pour out their inner secrets.

On the interrogation chair, a doctor in a white coat, his hands fixed on the armrests of the chair, he tilted his head and looked at the light bulb above his head, which was a very simple ordinary incandescent light bulb, the light bulb was constantly flickering, flickering on and off, making the atmosphere in the whole room even more oppressive.

"You know what? I once suggested to a guy to replace the light bulb in his office that was not sensitive to it, but he told me that it was actually a psychological tactic, and that the unstable light would stimulate the minds of the interrogated and make them more anxious. ”

Schiller's voice echoed through the room, and Mark, who was sitting across the railing, looked up at him and asked, "This person you are talking about is supposed to be a professional agent, who is he?" Where did it come from? Is it your accomplice? ”

"Why do you think he's a professional agent?" Schiller asked rhetorically.

"Answer my question." Mark wasn't fooled, he just repeated the same question over and over again, and no matter what Schiller asked him, he wouldn't answer.

"It seems that you are also a professional agent." Schiller tilted his head, but still did not return to his normal posture, just leaned his head on the back of the chair, then tilted his head, stared at the light bulb and continued: "But the person I said didn't change the light bulb, in fact, it wasn't because of that bullshit reason, he just didn't want to spend money. ”

Schiller and Mark's communication is not smooth, and the two of them can be said to show two of the best qualities of human beings, one is a repeater, and the other is someone who asks you to answer the truth.

Mark kept repeating a question, using agent speech and interrogation techniques to force Schiller, but Schiller only said what he wanted to say and only asked what he wanted to ask, and the two exchanged their lips for a long time, and Mark finally stood up from behind the table.

He opened the door to the railing of the room and came to Schiller, and as he stood in front of Schiller, the shadow was casting on Schiller, obscuring his vision, and from this angle, Mark had a very handsome face, and a tall figure, as well as a serious expression that all agents have.

This gesture would be very oppressive, but Schiller still stared at the light bulb and said, "It seems that you have figured out that the words in Chapter 1 of the Agent's Handbook don't work for me, so you start using the techniques taught in Chapter 2."

"Need me to brush it up for you? Get up and come to the interrogator, use the dominant position of body and posture to create your own sense of oppression, and use some violent movements to make the interrogated person feel that they are in a potentially dangerous environment......"

"If you are smart, when you find that the interrogated person starts to feel insecure, you will relax this state, let him relax a little, and then let him tense up again, so that after a few rounds, he will open his mouth......"

Mark, who was standing in front of Schiller, froze visibly, according to his current posture, the action he wanted to do just now should be a twist of his wrist or a knuckle break, but now, if he continued to do these two movements, it would not look like a hint of violence, but like a novice internship.

But there was no doubt that Mark, who had a wealth of experience as an agent, did not let this distract him, he took two steps back, leaned his back against the railing, then turned slightly, put his arm behind him, picked up a document from the table, and said:

"We have received reports that you are spying in New York State......"

"Which country does intelligence show I'm a spy?" Schiller asked.

Mark's hand paused again, and every word he said from the moment Schiller walked into the room was beyond Mark's expectations, in short, he didn't follow the script at all.

During Mark's career as an agent, he has faced many difficult opponents, but most of them are not such difficult opponents.

Some people become mute the moment they walk into the interrogation room, no matter what method they use, they can't get him to say half a word, and some people will use all kinds of words to prove their innocence, even Mark and interrogation experts are easy to be detoured into the blind corner of logic.

There is no doubt that these people have one thing in common: they are extremely aggressive, attacking at every weakness of their interrogators, and doing everything they can to get out.

But Schiller's impression to Mark was that he didn't really want to get out, he seemed to want to stay a little longer, no, maybe not for a while, looking at him, it seemed like he was going to stay here.

"You have to be aware of the possible consequences of your risky behavior." Mark kept staring at Schiller with a serious expression.

"What are the consequences? The CIA has no law enforcement powers, only investigative powers that have been emasculated countless times, and you were able to bring me here only because the person who reported me provided extremely detailed information. ”

"I think this should be the most enjoyable eucalyptus you've done in the last ten years, you can even just burst into my nursing home and threaten me with a gun to leave with you, and in normal times, you can only sneakily around the target, not only to watch out for the target, but also to watch out for the FBI......"

Schiller sat upright, but still very relaxed on the back of the chair, and said: "Perhaps, you think this is a very simple eucalyptus, I have so much information that you think that I am far inferior to the dangerous people you have encountered, because they will never leave so many flaws and information for the opponent......"

"But the truth is, even if you have this information, you still can't do anything to me, you can only send me to court."

"Now you want to ask a little more information, just hope to have an advantage in the trial, otherwise I will walk out of the courtroom safe and sound, like those opponents you have met, and show you a mocking smile outside the door of the trial scene, and then give you a middle finger."

"That's enough." Mark's voice was low, Schiller lowered his head and smiled, he said: "It seems that today's interrogation can only go here, you can go back and repair your broken heart, and we will see you tomorrow." ”

Mark threw the document back on the table, and he walked up to Schiller again, and he swung his fist at Schiller, only to be deflected away by Schiller.

Mark withdrew his fist and did not attack again, he said: "Your actions just now have already revealed that you are indeed a well-trained agent, and normal people can't avoid it." ”

"What you just did has also revealed that you should be a well-trained boxer, and the agent's fighting skills will not teach professional boxing techniques......"

Mark took a deep breath, his chest heaved violently, he paused in place, shook his head, and Schiller said, "Does anger make your mental state unstable?" How long has this been going on? Have you ever been to the doctor? ”

As Mark calmed down, he gave Schiller a deep look, then turned and left the interrogation room.

After a while, the door to the interrogation room opened again, and Mark was standing by the door talking to an interrogator, occasionally pointing at Schiller.

Schiller sat up straight, craned his neck and shouted, "Are you going to start calling parents?" I promise I won't tell anyone about the way you just cried in case you don't want to come back to kindergarten tomorrow! ”

Schiller could see that Mark, who was standing by the door, had a hard fist.

But Schiller waited for a long time, and did not wait for Mark's outburst, he shook his head, and seemed a little disappointed.

Seeing Mark turn around and want to leave, Schiller suddenly fell silent, and just as Mark turned his head to look here for the last time, Schiller suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Okay, I'm Hydra." ”

Mark turned to look at Schiller, and Schiller looked at Mark, and then Mark walked away without looking back.

Schiller shouted: "Can't you hear?!" I said I was Hydra! It's the kind of hydra that Captain America fights! The Hydra that almost destroyed the world in World War II! ”

"Wait! Come back! Well, I'm the KGB! KGB! The KGB disguised as Hydra, okay?! ”

In an instant, Mark re-entered the interrogation room with a team of interrogation experts, and Schiller sat down in his chair and sighed deeply.

Mark picked up the document from the table, and the interrogators walked up to Schiller, set up a table in front of him, and put on a number of physiological data monitoring instruments, commonly known as polygraphs.

"What's the weather like today?" Mark asked.

"Not bad." Schiller replied.

Schiller's peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a group of technicians staring at the physiological data monitoring device, and Mark asked a few more unrelated questions, and after confirming that the polygraph was working properly, he began to get to business.

"What's your real name?"

"Schiller Rodriguez."

"You're not Russian?"

"It's not."

"You're a KGB spy sent inside Hydra?"

"Yes."

Mark glanced up at the technician sitting behind the instrument staring at the screen, and the man shook his head slightly at him, showing that there was nothing wrong with the reading.

Although polygraph data is not necessarily completely accurate and cannot be used as evidence, it can also be used to a large extent to determine a person's emotional changes at this time.

Schiller didn't use any special ability to control his physiology, because he was telling the truth, but it was more tortuous.

"You were a spy sent by the KGB to Hydra and then sent by Hydra to work for S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"Yes."

"How many of your allies do you have in S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

Faced with this question, Schiller was silent, and the technician looking at the screen frowned, Mark keenly captured this expression, obviously, there was a problem with the reading just now.

"More or less?" Mark continued: "Are spies like yours more or less in S.H.I.E.L.D.?" ”

"I'm the only one in this situation." Schiller replied, and Mark immediately looked at the technician, who shook his head again.

Mark frowned, and he said: "If you are willing to be a tainted witness, we can apply for witness protection for you, and it will also be beneficial for you to reduce your sentence, so it is best for you to tell us what you know about Hydra S.H.I.E.L.D. and the KGB, it will not hurt you." ”

"What do you want to know?" Schiller asked.

Mark stood up again, came to him and began to pace, he said: I think you should know that some time ago, the Russian Federal Security Service arrested a senior member of Hydra, and at the same time, they revealed that the KGB infiltrated Hydra and then used the power of Hydra to send himself to the top ......"

Mark turned his head to Schiller's eyes and asked, "We want to know, what role does S.H.I.E.L.D. play in this?" ”

"Did they provide cover for the actions of Hydra or the KGB?"

"Most importantly, is there any suspicion that Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., is there any suspicion that inaction has led to the current situation?"