A house in Zone XC.

A man in a black trench coat panted and knocked on the door, and after the door opened, he still looked left and right uncomfortably before flashing into the house.

"Failed?"

"There are masters who secretly protect them, and they are subdued without a chance to fight back."

"Leave no trace!"

"Hmm."

"There is a risk of exposure here, prepare to evacuate and go to an alternate stronghold."

After a brief exchange with the janitor, the two walked upstairs together.

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Outside the house.

Link has also led a group of teammates to appear on the street corner.

The Wentian spell worked, his eyes flashed with a blue glow, and he looked at the building in front of him again, and a fog invisible to the naked eye lingered outside the room.

One of them, quite similar to the mist on the two masked men who had blown themselves up before, mentally calculated to further determine the connection between the two.

"This is it."

Link had a bottom in his heart, and glanced back at Lawson, who immediately called out the big master who was secretly protecting himself.

"Uncle Pol, don't miss this time."

"Humph!"

The big master Bol snorted coldly and said in a low voice: "If I miss again this time, I will go back to the city hall to look at the gate." ”

After saying that, a few dodges crossed the street, kicked the ground, jumped on the window, and after a slight pause, went straight into the window.

Then the crowd heard several screams and gunshots······

About two minutes later, Uncle Pol's figure appeared at the window and beckoned in the direction of the crowd.

"Let's go!"

The four of them walked out of the corner, crossed the street, and entered the building.

in the room.

Uncle Pol had subdued all three of his younger brothers in the stronghold and tied them to the pillars.

On the table next to it, three small self-detonating devices were also disassembled and thrown on them.

Experience teaches!

This time, he shot decisively and quickly, and finally did not give these people a chance to blow themselves up, and the first time he abolished the opponent's combat effectiveness, he dismantled the self-destruction methods on them.

"Separate trials?" Uncle Pol asked.

"Okay, I'll come, I'll ······"

Rosen volunteered to raise his hand, dragged a captive and walked to one of the rooms, and Lynn followed curiously to watch.

Pol shook his head and smiled, there was no hope that the child would have any means of interrogation.

However, the basic interrogation routine, the three of them must be interrogated separately, so let them play first······

I picked one and carried it to another room.

Link turned his head to look at the eldest lady and said with a smile, "Want to try?" ”

"Not interested."

The eldest lady shook her head, walked to the side and found a chair to sit down, she was very focused, and never did something she was not good at to be embarrassed.

Link raised an eyebrow, but he was interested, and walked over to the remaining captive.

"Smack!"

Raising his hand was a slap to wake up the unconscious captive.

"I have a little research on traditional interrogation methods, but I am not good at practical ......"

Lin Kra sat down in front of the captives with a chair, showed a harmless smile on the human and animal animals, and said slowly: "Moreover, with the ruthlessness of your self-explosion when you fail in your mission, ordinary interrogation methods such as physical torture are probably useless... The verbal trap requires gathering enough information in advance, and obviously it can't be done now······"

“？？？”

The captive who was tied to the pillar stared coldly at the young man in front of him, snorted disdainfully, and did not answer.

"So, I'm going to play something fresh!"

"Ah~"

A terrible scream rang from the room on the left, and Link glanced at it with interest.

Rosen-san chose the doomed interrogation method!

He took out a three-pillar incense stick from his cuff and inserted it, rubbed his fingers and lit the flame, lighting the three-pillar incense.

Smoke rose and drifted into the captive's nose as if spiritual.

A flash of doubt flashed in the captive's eyes?

Could it be that this aroma is poisonous, and he immediately chose to hold his breath and stop breathing, but the incense mist still kept getting into his nose.

？？？

"What is this?" Si Ning on the side looked at it curiously.

Link smiled and explained, "A hallucinogenic incense, a gadget used by monks to hone their minds in the early days. ”

For monks, it is a gadget to assist in cultivation, but for ordinary people, it is a lethal hallucinogen.

The captive's cold eyes gradually became sluggish as the incense mist was inhaled, and Link saw that the dosage was about the same, so he hurriedly extinguished the burning incense stick and put it away.

If you let this captive suck up and hang up directly, it won't be interesting.

"What's my brother's name?" Link began to ask.

"Sulitan Albert."

"What organization are you from?"

Al-Qaida ······

In the following time, the hallucinogenic captives knew everything and said everything, and shook all their old bottoms cleanly.

Interrogation, it's that simple!

Link turned off the phone he had been recording, and his brow furrowed as he didn't get it.

This trip to the water is really not ordinarily deep!

No wonder these guys blew themselves up so naturally, it turned out to be people from Al-Qaeda······

"Is that the terrorist group?"

Miss Si Ning also frowned highly, and asked with some uncertainty.

"Eight or nine is not far from ten."

"And they're responsible for the last few fires?"

"Maybe it's ······"

Link's eyes flickered, and he said with some doubts: "However, although the Holy Al-Qaeda organization is notorious, every attack they attack has a purpose, and although this attack looks very loud, the casualties caused are not large······"

Miss Si Ning gave Link a roll of her eyes.

"You think about a group of extreme anti-social elements with the thinking of a normal person?"

"Hehe... Maybe the guys who are on the mission below are brainwashed extremists with abnormal brains, but the top is definitely a normal person. ”

If the high-level is also a madman, he will definitely not remain at large under the encirclement and suppression of the military and police forces of various countries.

"Forget it, leave this matter to the relevant departments to worry about!"

"Yes, our identity is students, and it's not our turn to worry about it now."

Miss Si Ning nodded in agreement, blinked her beautiful eyes after speaking, and stretched out her white and tender hands to Link's eyes.

"Get me a few sticks of that incense stick just now, and then teach me how to use them."

"I've got three of them left." Link replied.

"Make an offer."

Miss Si Ning is rich and wealthy, and she looks like she is not bad for money.

"Well, how much is it going to be... Hey. ”

Link smiled, took out a large handful of incense sticks, and then attached a very intimate instruction for use.

“······”

Miss Si Ning was speechless.

A few minutes later, Rosen and Lynn were the first to open the door and walk out, dragging the bruised and swollen captive.

The two of them looked disappointed!

As soon as I looked at it, I knew that I didn't ask anything······

"Hey~ It's different from what was staged on TV, why is your mouth so hard, you can't ask anything."

"This guy looks professionally trained, and it's normal not to ask."

"That's right, if it weren't for the difference, I would have admired him."

The two also gave each other a step, and Link pouted, ignoring the two fools.

Two pink middle school students have watched a few TV movies and learned to interrogate terrorists.

Pure play house!

The door of the next room opened, and Uncle Pol came out with a gloomy face, dropping the prisoner he was carrying on the ground.

There was no good place on the captive's body, there were blood marks everywhere, and several people even felt a little sick to their stomachs.

This guy is really ruthless.

"Uncle Pol, did you ask something? Who is behind this? Rosen looked expectant.

"Humph!"

Uncle Pol snorted and said with a gloomy face, "Do you think I'm asking like this?" ”

"Huh! ~”

Link shook his head, it's all rubbish!

"At the critical moment, it still depends on your boss and me."

As he spoke, he opened the interrogation video he had just recorded in front of several people, which directly shocked the three of them and their eyes widened.

"It's as simple as that?" Rosen was incredulous.

"High-end interrogations often only require simple means······"

"It turned out to be terrorists."

Pol frowned, it made sense at first glance, kidnapping the mayor's son and the daughter of the dean of the Holy Moon Academy was equivalent to controlling the two largest forces on the Holy Moon Island, and it was simple to achieve some goals.

"I'll leave this matter to the security department next!" Pol said.

None of them had any opinions.

They are just bait for fishing, and what to do with the fish after it is hooked is naturally handed over to professionals.

A phone call passed, and soon people from the relevant departments arrived at the scene.

See the three terrorists who were caught at the scene, as well as the smashed stronghold.

The guards were very embarrassed, they only felt that their faces were gloomy, and all kinds of forces in the city were dispatched to engage in such a big battle, and they were not as good as the students of the Four Holy Moon Academy.

It's really a bit embarrassing!

······

Back at home, leaving Lynn and his old father to report on the results of tonight's battle, Link couldn't wait to return to his room.

He had some doubts that needed to be answered by a certain little fox.

The sleeping dragon fox was rudely awakened by Link, and scolded with an unhappy face: "What's the trouble at night? ”

"After death, you are destined to sleep forever, why go to bed early before you die... Help me see, is this thing in me a legendary merit? What treasures can be exchanged? ”

"Huh?"

The little fox stared at the excited young man with sleepy eyes, and complained: "Look at your appearance, I smell a little merit and am so happy... Also exchange for treasures, you're thinking about peach! ”

"Hehe... Don't worry, add up a lot! As long as it's merit! ”

Link smiled slightly, not caring at all about the little fox's taunts, and asked shamelessly, "How do you store this thing?" ”

"Merit is a reward under the rules of the Great Dao, what is yours is yours, why bother to store it deliberately..."

After all, it was his teammate who would be with him for a long time in the future, and the little fox still patiently pointed out: "Of course, if you want to be less involved in cause and effect, you can refine this wisp of merit into mana······

"Wonderful!"