Aleppo, inside the Eastern Corps safe house.

Herbert was finally removed from the blindfold he had been wearing for hours, and the harsh light entered his eyes, and it took several seconds for him to finally get used to the light and see what was in front of him.

He originally thought that the other party would take him to an even more brutal interrogation room this time, or directly to the execution ground, but what he didn't expect at all was that what he was looking at was just an ordinary room that couldn't be more ordinary.

A dining table, two chairs, in the corner of the room stood a guard with a weapon in his hand, and behind the table sat a man he had never seen before, but who knew his identity at a glance.

Herbert's handcuffs were unshackled, a smile appeared on his face, and then, without any need for a greeting, he walked straight in the direction of the table, dragged his chair and sat down.

The food was already set on the table, and Chen Shen on the other side coughed, and then said in English:

"Considering the barren cuisine of your country, I have prepared Italian food for you."

"Salt-baked snails, Sardinian pasta, veal with tuna sauce and loin steak with brula."

Herbert's words were extremely deceptive, on the surface he was trying to win over Chen Shen, but in fact, he was just trying to test it.

"I was thinking, maybe you'd like to hear what I thought?"

"I don't want to."

This rich "dinner" is just a necessary part of the interrogation, Chen Shen doesn't care about what he does or says, he only cares about one thing, that is:

Herbert had to eat these things, and to feel and remember them carefully.

And after he walked out of the room, Chen Shen finally relaxed completely.

"You want to talk?"

"I've heard some gossip about the Dongfeng Corps."

Outside the window, only the pale sky was left, and the original sumptuous dishes were only left with a little juice.

He walked to the window again and said to the staff who had been guarding the perimeter all the time:

And the reaction of the other party confirmed his guess.

"These things are hard to come by here, so there are no appetizers and no desserts."

If the other person doesn't want to talk, then finish the meal quietly, and it's actually okay.

Herbert pretended to be panicked, but Chen Shen saw through it at a glance.

"You're going to execute me?!"

Herbert had no answer in his mind.

After spending several days in a gloomy dungeon, being able to see a ray of sunlight is already a good reward.

"Indeed."

But to his surprise, after noticing his reaction, Herbert decisively stopped talking.

He wanted to use ambiguous words to lure Chen Shen to express his position and say more valuable information, which was very clever, but unfortunately, Chen Shen was not listening to him carefully at all.

Therefore, Chen Shen did not answer Herbert's question, but just nodded noncommittally and let him continue to play.

"How is that possible? You know in your own heart that we can't continue to hurt you. ”

"As a member of a neutral group who was innocently attacked, I really can't provide the information you want."

His movements had slowed down, not because he was already full, of course, but because he was going to test the patience of the man opposite, the man behind him.

But soon he regained his composure, and replied:

"And war has no reason to be talked about-—— you know, I never judge the two sides of the war, I only provide help to the best of my ability."

After chewing slowly, he took a sip of iced soda, then nodded to Chen Shen and said:

"Just the right cooking, delicious."

Hearing Chen Shen's question, Herbert slowly shook his head.

With that, Chen Shen waved his hand, and the long-awaited security guard stepped forward and blindfolded Herbert.

Hearing Chen Shen's words, Herbert nodded slightly.

"Don't you know who I am?"

"If an East Asian appears here and can see me in such a way, then your identity is actually obvious."

Herbert obediently put his hands behind his back without any resistance.

"Do it, I hope you like it."

"The lights are off, let's remove the set."

It would be a nightmare for him for the next few days, and a catalyst for accelerating his mental breakdown.

——

Of course, Chen Shen has not tried to use "Huairou" to break through the psychological defense of the interrogator, but he has failed twice in a row.

So, when it was Herbert's turn, he actually didn't bother to make too much effort.

"The mercenary group has carried out a lot of horrific attacks in Istanbul, but I think the truth may not be as simple as some media have reported."

He seemed to realize that he was facing a difficult enemy, so he simply cut off all "extroverted" ties and began to eat his food.

"So, that's why I think you'll be willing to listen to me."

"Because, judging by the news, the only ones who were injured were the spies that the United States had placed there."

Herbert was a little surprised by Chen Shen's movements, and he subconsciously looked up at the window, but unfortunately, he couldn't see anything outside the window from his perspective.

——

That's how it should be.

Chen Shen shook his head without hesitation, and then asked:

Even after the cruel punishment, he still maintained the demeanor of an English gentleman.

Hearing Chen Shen's haul, Herbert's eyes showed a look of surprise.

He carefully folded the scarf, clamped his arms, picked up the cutlery and divided the steak one by one, and after cutting the whole loin into small pieces, he finally forked a piece and put it in his mouth.

After Chen Shen finally sat back at the table, under Herbert's slightly expectant gaze, he spoke:

"Put on your blindfold, you're leaving."

So, the two people at a table fell silent.

Herbert thought to himself that even the most careless interrogator would not risk exposing the outside world to himself.

If the other party wants to talk, then talk about it and keep his emotions stable.

"I think it's probably not an attack, it's a war."

"Essentially, we're the same, we're not really participants in war, are we?"

"Understood."

But will the torture continue?

The Dongfeng Corps is not in a hurry, which means that the Syrian government is not in a hurry.

"Now, I'm just going to change your cell."

He only knows that whether he will continue or not, he must fill his stomach first, because this is the choice to maximize benefits.

Chen Shen stood up as if bored and walked to the window on the side.

He casually opened the curtains, and the setting sun carried a hint of orange-yellow warmth into the room, reflecting a soft trace on the dining table.

Chen Shen smiled slightly and replied:

"With the current situation of both you and me, we really don't have anything to talk about."

"I don't know, but you're an East Asian, and everyone can tell that."

As the minutes ticked by, the sunset gradually dimmed and finally disappeared.

"But to be honest, I don't know who you are, but your attitude is at least much better than those barbaric Syrians."

It is very likely that the "prisoner exchange plan" that was already in communication has variables, and it is likely that he will have to stay here for a longer time.

He buried his head back and went on to deal with the steaks on his plate.

After a brief reply, a huge curtain was lifted.

The real sky is revealed, and at this time, the outside world is shining.

(End of chapter)