Chapter 11: Interrogation (1)
He felt himself surrounded by an orange glow. There was softness covered on his lips. He seemed to be floating in the sky, unable to wake up. There was a warm body leaning towards him - was that her? His mind was chaotic, and he involuntarily kissed her, hugging that body.
Suddenly, she changed her appearance again, and her eyes lit up - she was a liar, a wild monster!
Ryan woke up violently.
What catches your eye is the ceiling of your house.
Ryan covered his forehead with his hand, gasping, but the sensation on his lips was real, and he swallowed unconsciously.
Wrong. He jerked his hand away and sat up with a snort, which was obviously ...... Master bedroom.
He looked to the side and saw Jasmine lying beside him, looking at him.
He pulled up the quilt as he got up, revealing her body. He looked at her, and then at himself, and they were undressed.
He was stunned, and had to look at her again.
Her blue eyes were like a pool of blue water, and she was a little shy. "Honey, that feels, it's really good."
ββ¦β¦ What? He felt that his mouth was extremely dry, and it was difficult for him to make a sound.
She pulled him and laid him down, then wrapped her arms around one of his arms and said, "It turns out that you can't." β
He felt his arm pressed against hers, his brain struggling to make sense of her words, "You say...... What? β
"I said, we made it, you're great."
Success-Success, refers to......
Ryan looked at Jasmine in disbelief, and Jasmine stretched out her neck and kissed him on the cheek, her golden eyelashes drooping.
Ryan sat on the bed.
Suddenly, there was a heavy knock on the door of their residence.
Ryan was woken up and glanced at the bracelet, seven in the morning. - When was the cloth removed from it? Suddenly, I heard a loud bang, the door opened, followed by the footsteps of leather boots going upstairs, and another sound, and the door was kicked open. Several men in black came in with the barrel of their guns pointed at them, and Ryan subconsciously stood in front of Jasmine, who screamed......
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Ryan is chained to a chair, which is the interrogation room of the Ark Security Administration.
He was alone in the small room, with a table in front of him, and the sound of people moving outside the door, and he was a little worried about Jasmine, not knowing where she had been taken.
The clothes he wore haphazardly showed his embarrassment, but he knew that time was running out for him, and he had to come up with a plan of action immediately.
First of all, we need to make clear what happened from last night to this morning:
Last night, he celebrated Jasmine's birthday, for which he bought a pet chicken as a gift, which is true, because when he was taken downstairs just now, he saw the pet chicken. After the meal, they tried to keep warm, but failed, so he decided to divorce Jasmine, and then returned to his room. Then he saw the wild woman in the roomβyes, it was true, he remembered it clearlyβand he followed her out of the window, all the way to the border, and from there, out of the ark.
Yes, that's right, he still remembered the feeling of falling, and he still had a faint pain in one of his shoulders.
Then he followed the woman, and walked all night, and at last, came to her tribe, yes, her tribe.
He saw ...... there. A herd, probably hundreds, of savages, and then, they begged him to help them.
Their appearance is vivid, yes, a group, savage, human-like...... Creature. Of course, he refused, or rather, he couldn't accept it at all, which was incredible.
And then they were going to kill him, yes, they were going to kill him.
Then, the savage, by the way, her name was Sandman, she stopped them and sent him back to the Ark. - Although he is not particularly sure about this paragraph, it should be.
Perhaps, he is dying, yes, he is dying, and the feeling of weakness around him at this time also proves it. Then he didn't remember anything......... No, and - he seemed to have had a dream, and it seemed to be real, he wasn't sure - there was a man kissing him, a woman, and he, too, was kissing the man back, he didn't know who it was, but he really kissed the man, actively, willingly, and forgetfully......
He felt the blood rush up his face.
And then...... He wakes up in Jasmine's bed......
He didn't know what was going on.
He thought about it again, and thought about it again, and there were so many things that could be confirmed and what could not be confirmed.
The iron door sounded, the door opened, and two men in Security Administration uniforms entered. They said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lane. β
Ryan wrestled the handcuffs in his hands and said, "Can you just break into the residence of the Chosen One?" β
"I'm sorry, because it happened suddenly."
Last night, the woman blocked the bracelet signal, and said, time is limited, is this the case?
"Mr. Ryan, from nine o'clock last night to six thirty this morning, a full nine and a half hours, your bracelet signal disappeared, may I ask, what is the reason?"
"So you have to break into my house before seven o'clock in the morning?"
"Mr. Lane, it is our duty to arrive at the scene as soon as the bracelet signal is re-detected, please answer."
"Where's my wife?"
"She's fine, sir. She's waiting for you. β
"You scoundrels!"
"Mr. Lane, be mindful of your words and answer our questions."
"The bracelet signal is gone? You should go to the Technical Management Bureau, right? β
"Mr. Lane, where have you been from nine o'clock last night to half past six this morning?"
"I'm not going anywhere, as you can see I'm sleeping in my bed with my wife!"
Ryan felt the bracelet on his wrist vibrate, as if something was being transmitted to the screen in front of the interrogator.
The interrogator looked at the screen, "Mr. Lane, we have good reason to doubt the veracity of your answer just now. β
, Ryan glanced at the bracelet, this little brute!
"So, Mr. Lane, where have you been?"
"I don't know," Ryan said, "but, you can see my physical stats, I'm tired right now, I'm not feeling well, I need to rest." β
The interrogator looked at the data on the screen, and then they seemed to have found something, and the two pointed at the screen, and then looked at Ryan.
"Mr. Lane, the oxygen level in your blood is lower than normal, and the lactate in your muscles is high, which indicates that you have had a lot of strenuous exercise in the past few hours, and your white blood cell count is elevated, which means that you may have a bacterial infection......" The two of them said as they put on their masks and said to Lane, "Lane-3-E-537, please explain immediately, where did you go last night?" β
Ryan sat there and said, "I don't remember. β
The bracelet shook, and the interrogator stood up, "He's lying." Then he opened the door and walked out of the house.
The other man sat there and looked at Ryan with an expression on his face saying, Mr. Ryan, I want you to be wise.
The man who had gone out quickly returned, bringing with him a large man, who, judging by the man's uniform, should have been their superior. The big guy looked at Ryan's body data on the screen, and listened to a few whispered reports from the interrogator.
The big guy stepped forward, "Mr. Lane, so, you don't want to say, where did you go last night?" β
Ryan sat there and didn't speak.
The superior nodded to the interrogator, who stepped forward, pulled out a black stick, and walked over to Ryan.
Ryan instinctively backed away with fear in his eyes, his chair rattling on the floor.
"Stop! ......" The stick touched Ryan, and Ryan screamed.
The big guy brought up Ryan's file on the screen, and said as he looked at it, "Ryan 3-E-537, from what you just reacted to, you are no stranger to electric shocks...... And so it was...... The earliest records are actually in ......... Six? His eyes rolled to Ryan.
Then, with interest, the big guy looked at it one by one, "After that, it was about a few months ago, because ...... Indulgence? Soon after that, again, because of ...... Refusing to cooperate with the matching test? His eyes turned to Ryan's face again, and the expression seemed to read an interesting and imaginative story.
Ryan gritted his teeth, gasping for breath as he endured the pain spreading across his chest.
"Ryan 3-E-537, I hope we don't waste each other's time again, experience has taught me that a stronger approach is needed for those who don't change their ways."
The big superior took the electric shock baton from his subordinate's hand, turned up the power, and strode towards Ryan, and the two subordinates couldn't help but turn their backs.
Ryan's screams rang out from the closed door into the hallway.
β¦β¦
When Ryan couldn't make a sound anymore, the big guy stopped. Ryan sat there, drenched in sweat, his head hanging down, his open chest covered in red scars.
"Mr. Ryan, don't you say it yet?"
Ryan didn't move.
One of them stepped forward to inspect and said, "Sir, he seems to be ...... Passed out. β
"Wake up."
"Yes."
The man attached a wire to Ryan's bracelet and sent out a stimulus signal, and Ryan woke up with a spirit.
The big guy shook the stun stick in his hand, "Mr. Lane, please answer our question." β
The person in the chair seemed to take a few seconds to figure out where he was, his handcuffed hands gradually tightened, his chest rose and fell, and he said slowly: "If you want to ask the question just now, I will answer you." First, regarding the disappearance of the bracelet signal, I ask that the technical management department of the Ark give me a reasonable explanation; Second, low blood oxygen levels and ...... Lactic acid is high in my muscles, and I've had strenuous exercise in the last few hours, but what law is that? Thirdly, regarding elevated white blood cells and bacterial infections, I bought a pet chicken for my wife yesterday at a pet store in District 3, and I suggest that you test the number of bacteria in that chicken and that pet store; Fourth, at seven o'clock in the morning, you broke down the door and someone broke into my bedroom, the Ark preferred people, but there is still dignity at all! β
He patted his hand on the armrest of the seat, and the handcuffs rattled on the armrest.
The trio stood there while the polygraph data on the screen remained steady.
The big man slowly handed the shock stick to his men, pressed his hands on Ryan's arm that he placed on the armrest of the seat, leaned forward, looked at Ryan and said, "Bring me the microfiber nerve connector." β
The subordinate hurriedly said: "Sir, that thing ......"
"I'll give it to me if I say it!"
A wire-like thing was handed to the big man, and there was a faint light flickering at the end of the wire.
The big man said, "If you don't say it, then we'll see for ourselves." β
Two of his men stepped forward, one holding Ryan's head so that his head was up, and the other holding a device in his hand and propping up Ryan's eyelids, exposing his eyeballs.
The big guy approached with wires, tiny fibers poking forward, and they would enter through Ryan's eyeballs, reach his brain, and poke into his cranial nerves, reading directly from last night's memories.
"Stop, stop, stop, stop! ......" Ryan's voice squeezed out from between his teeth, desperately trying to move, and he dodged the thing with his eyeballs.
"Get anesthetic!" The big man yelled.
The injection was pushed into his body, and Ryan's body suddenly softened.
However, his consciousness was still awake, and he watched as the tiny tentacles that shimmered with light pierced into his eyeballs......