"You've been looking at the time. What the hell are you waiting for? Evelyn? ”

Chris's smile froze.

He quickly gathered his emotions and turned to look at the lawyer.

"My client has the right not to answer this question."

The lawyer stepped forward and said nervously.

"Sure enough, it's Evelyn."

David Chris continued to ask

"Where's Evelyn? You know where she is, right? ”

"You tell me where she is, how about I'm going to call Ben Stone right now and make a plea bargain?"

No matter how hard David spoke, Chris just kept silent.

The door to the interrogation room opened again, and members of the murder squad poked their heads out.

"Boss, you're ready to act."

The team member said, and glanced at the deputy team leader who was beaten into a pig's head with a complicated expression.

Behind him, another team member grabbed him by the collar and pushed him into the interrogation room, shouting "Boss, the director has urged." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Chris and spat viciously.

"Traitor!"

The operation they are talking about is the original hostage rescue operation.

However, Chris has already confessed that those people have long since died, and the rescue operation has become a corpse removal operation.

"You look at the time, are you looking at the time of her departure?"

David followed the group to the door, making one last effort.

"When is he leaving?"

"You don't seem to be as anxious as you used to be."

David said as he suddenly stared at Chris's two hands.

He and Chris have been working together until today and know each other very well.

As far as David knew, Chris would tear his nails when he was nervous or anxious. In severe cases, it can even be bitten bloody.

During the previous interrogation, Chris's hands had been wringed together, and at that time he still had hope for Chris, thinking that Chris was nervous because of being interrogated.

Chris reflexively brought his hands together again, and after reacting, he paused, shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"She's gone?"

David looked up at the clock, which showed the time at 11:32. He recalled, said

"About half an hour ago, you relaxed."

"She left at 11? Where did she go? ”

"Don't waste your efforts, David, we've been partners for so long, we know each other better than we do, and I know all about your interrogation skills."

"No, Chris." David shook his head solemnly, "I'm like I'm dealing with a stranger to you. ”

After saying that, David followed the group and left.

……

……

Inside the hotel room.

Evelyn placed the last petal on Brooklyn's forehead and stood up to breathe a sigh of relief.

The ritual she wanted had been set up and could now begin.

"Evelyn."

Brooklyn stiffened, not daring to move much.

Previously, many petals fell off parts of his body because of his movement, and Evelyn did not hesitate to cut him twice in the ribs, and he was still bleeding.

"Even if you kill me, you won't be able to surpass Hahn."

Brooklyn's words successfully caught Evelyn's attention.

She put down her bag on the floor and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, frowning and her face full of displeasure.

Brooklyn doesn't care if she's a month or not, if only she can get noticed.

He is not an expert in negotiation and has not learned to negotiate, but he knows that the worst situation is when there is no feedback and no communication, as long as the other party can still give feedback, it means that it is okay to communicate.

Only by generating communication can we have the opportunity to influence the behavior of the other party.

"You'd better give me the perfect reason."

Evelyn sat on the edge of the bed and picked up the knife, the blade pressed against Brooklyn's chest.

"Otherwise I'll chop up your body and feed it to the dogs."

"Of course, of course."

Brooklyn looked frightened and said quickly

"There's a reason why I say that."

"You see, Hahn spent three years in prison studying in order to plan an operation against me. In order to target me, he brainwashed the prison guards around him to help him deliver the news. Later, he chose you and Curtis, became his hands, and helped him move. ”

"But it's all just part of his plan."

With that, Brooklyn swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his eyes fixed on the glass of water on the table not far away.

"Evelyn, can you give me a sip of water?"

He pleaded

"I'm so thirsty."

As he spoke, he stuck out his tongue and licked his lips.

Evelyn was fascinated by what she was listening to, but she stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence, glanced at Brooklyn dissatisfiedly, looked back at the cup, and finally got up and grabbed a bottle of water, unscrewed it, and fed it to Brooklyn.

Brooklyn gulped and drank most of the bottle at once, before shaking his head to indicate that it was enough.

"Thank you."

Evelyn removed the bottle, and Brooklyn smiled and thanked her.

In an exchange of opposing positions, when one party is willing to do some trivial favor to the other, it is not far from him being obedient to the other side.

"Where did I just go?"

Brooklyn asked.

"You say we're just part of his plan."

"Oh, yes. That is true. ”

Brooklyn nodded, and continued

"I guess his original plan was to choose between you and Curtis to go on a mission, but he didn't expect you both to fit the bill."

"I think he should be emotionally unstable in the process of teaching you to study, is he biased towards you for a while, and Curtis for a while?"

Under the gaze of Brooklyn, Evelyn was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"But in the end he chose me."

Brooklyn shook his head, but didn't argue with her about it, and he continued

"The program started soon after you 'graduated'. He asks you to pick a few goals, and he confirms the end goal. You act with Curtis. ”

"Curtis is responsible for seducing and seducing, and you are used to carry out the actual action, and I don't think Curtis actually killed a person in the first place, although he longed and feared to kill someone, did he?"

"He's just a coward, a coward."

In Brooklyn's gaze, Evelyn looked disdainful.

"That sissy was just lucky enough to be chosen. He couldn't even hold a knife. ”

"Was he watching the scene when you killed someone?" Brooklyn asked, surprised.

Evelyn raised her chin and said proudly

"Of course. I was in charge of the killing, and he was in charge of cleaning up the scene. ”

"But that sissy is very timid, and he was so scared that he peed his pants the first time."

Brooklyn nodded, followed her words for a few words, and then retorted

"But Curtis is very careful, and he cleans up the scene where even the police can't find anything useful, and he's very good."

Evelyn was displeased with the words, and she glanced at Brooklyn and squeezed a disdainful "snort" out of her nose.

"He can only do things that don't matter."

When the two parties who are unable to communicate begin to have an effective exchange, and one party in the effective communication even refutes it, the result of the exchange will not be bad.

Brooklyn pondered, "But without his cleanup, it might not be long before you were caught by the police." ”