The allergy is actually a torture potionist!

People who drink this potion will have all the senses of their bodies amplified, such as the moment when the makeup brush touches the skin on Lydia's neck, there was originally only a slight itch, but this time Lydia, who was directly itchy, doubted life.

Luo An pinched her arm slightly, and the feeling that was originally just a slight pain turned directly into a sharp pain, as if her arm had been suddenly broken.

When the brush goes all the way down...... Lydia now looked at the side of Roan's face, her eyes full of horror.

Picking up the glass and pouring a glass of wine for Lydia, Roan slowly fed her and motioned her not to drink too quickly, then tilted his head and asked:

"How's that, do you want to continue?"

"No, no, no....."

Lydia, whose mouth was dry and her throat was hoarse, shook her head repeatedly, her eyes red, and her face full of pleading.

"Then let's talk about it."

Throwing aside the makeup brush that had turned from white to yellow, Luo An took out a new makeup brush, picked up the pen from the ground, and asked:

"What the hell is this thing? What are its ingredients? ”

Looking at the pencil and makeup brush in front of her, Lydia wanted to cry without tears.

She overestimated herself and underestimated the torture that Roan was talking about.

It is true that women make water, but they do not produce their own water, and they need to replenish it from the outside when they run dry.

It turns out that everything must be done in moderation.

Too much, the wisdom of the ancients in the East.

Taking a deep breath, Lydia controlled her trembling limbs to change positions, and explained to Roan in a trembling voice:

"I don't know the full name of the potion in the pen, but the people who know the NSA have always called it 'TLR Elixir', and its ingredients are an essence mixture of hallucinogens, white flour, tranquilizers, etc."

Hearing this, Luo An's bottom sank, but the expression on his face did not change, and he continued to ask:

"What does it do?"

"Control others."

Now that he has spoken, there is no need to continue to hide it, especially when the makeup brush in Luo An's hand shook, Lydia's body also subconsciously shook.

After hearing Luo An's question, Lydia did not hesitate and said directly:

"After taking this potion, the target will fall into hallucinations for a period of time, and the NSA will constantly repeat some words to the target during the hallucination time.

After taking the drug several times and hallucinating, the target will subconsciously remember the words spoken by the NSA personnel, and then at the critical moment, the target will do something that meets the expectations of the NSA.

In addition, the extract of white flour in it has been reprocessed by NSA, and those who take this medicine will have an addiction that they can never quit again in this life.

The target person will subconsciously look for the person who caused him to fall into hallucinations the next time he has an addiction and is not feeling well, so ......"

"So after I take this potion, I will be controlled by you for the rest of my life, and once my body is uncomfortable, I will subconsciously come to you for comfort.

After that, my body became more and more uncomfortable, and I came to you for comfort more and more often, and I fell into an endless loop.

At some critical moment, I would subconsciously do something that you hypnotized me and asked me to do, right? ”

Luo An nodded, he understood Lydia's words, and also thought of some of the things that the old killer had said to him in his previous life.

In the fifties and sixties, around 1950-1960, the CIA did the infamous 'MK-ULtra' program, which was to study the use of drugs to control others.

During this time, the C.I.A. conducted more than 100 mind control experiments, resulting in countless deaths, and the program was later halted with the ouster of a president.

The reason why I say it is on the surface is because the department that conducted the experiment is the CIA, and who knows what virtues they have.

And the NSA and the CIA are closely connected, and it is normal to get some medicine.

The L in the 'TLR' agent is likely to represent the hallucinogen's 'LSD', whose scientific name is ergodiethylamide, which can cause confusion and loss of intelligence when mixed with other agents.

The rest of the 'T' and 'R', although Luo An doesn't know what they are, are certainly not good things.

"Can you let me go? Roan? I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. ”

Seeing that Roan bowed his head and was silent after listening to his words, Lydia whispered:

"But you don't have to worry, when I first met you last night, I didn't know you were Mona Evans' teammate, so I didn't use the TLR potion on you.

It wasn't until I woke up this afternoon and watched the news replay that I realized who you were, so I decided to use TLR on you on the fly...... But you've seen through it. ”

"Huh?"

Hearing Lydia's words, Luo An was stunned, she hadn't used TLR on herself yesterday, so why did her waist hurt so much after getting up?

Is it really a lack of physical exercise?

No way! When pigs fly!

When it comes to dignity, a man's mouth is harder than a diamond.

Roanne Greenwood did play games with women before, but hasn't interacted with women for more than two months since becoming the FBI's new intern agent.

Every day is to sit in the office, exercise and only do a few push-ups occasionally.

Luo An was silent for a moment, then changed the subject and smiled:

"One last question, Lydia, I'll let you go when I'm done."

Lydia nodded, and then Ann's question made her face freeze instantly:

"How did your first few husbands die?"

Seeing Lydia bow her head and be silent, Roan smiled and shook the makeup brush on her hand.

“......”

Feeling that her body had subconsciously leaned into the other party's makeup brush, Lydia was very sad and angry in her heart.

Hating Luo An is just a small point, and more hating himself for being hard-mouthed just now.

Why do you want to be hard-mouthed? Obviously, Luo An had told himself before that he would answer his questions even if he drank wine, but he was tortured on the way......

Lydia started PUA herself.

"I can answer that question."

After a long silence, Lydia finally chose to answer Roan's question, but before she made her own request:

"I'm going to apply for witness protection from the FBI...... Otherwise, even if you torture me to death, I won't say anything about it. ”

Luo An's face was slightly gloomy, and he realized that the hidden truth behind this matter was not ordinary.

As for what Lydia said later about torturing her to death, Roan didn't believe it at all.

Because when Lydia said this, her body kept rubbing against the makeup brush, and no matter how she looked at it, she didn't look afraid of being tortured.

Lydia: "......"

After a moment of silence, Roan nodded and agreed to Lydia's request, but instead of letting her speak immediately, he rummaged through the room again.

"What are you looking for?"

Lydia was a little confused.

"See if there's a little toy listening to you in the room."

When Roan rummaged through the room for Lydia's identity, he couldn't find a listening device.

But there is nothing wrong with being careful, it is not a waste of effort to find it again, and it is always good to be careful.

After a moment, Luo An rummaged through again and found no listening device, and Lydia was relieved to see this.

"OK, you can say that."

Roan sat back on the edge of the bed and saw that Lydia's lips were a little chapped, so he poured her another glass of wine.

"Thank you."

Lydia, whose limbs were still tied, thanked her and took a sip of wine.

I subconsciously sighed when I saw the makeup brush being thrown to the ground.

After reacting, Lydia hurriedly shook her head, threw aside the strange thoughts in her heart, and said with a solemn face:

"This is a plan secretly carried out by a senior NSA executive without the FBI."