Chapter 307: Cold Winds In Siberia
In an interrogation room in Siberia, at this time, Joe, who was tied up, was waiting to be interrogated.
This interrogation room belongs to Russia’s Siberian prison system. At this time, Natasha, a police detective from the Russian Federal Security Service, is frowning at the man in front of him.
The discovery of the Ice Dragon Scientific Expedition Team once again caused a sensation all over the world, but the public did not know that Joe Thomas went crazy and attacked his teammates in the submersible.
It is said that Joe Thomas was originally sent to the territory of China, and then after a turning point, he was handed over to the Siberian Prison, a place where birds don’t shit.
Of course, it is still a joint case.
Although it is somewhat inexplicable why this person was sent here instead of going to the high-level prison in the capital, Natasha still said in a deep voice, looking at this smiling man with a careless face in front of her:
“Why do you want to attack your teammates?”
Joe smiled and asked:
“Pretty little girl, will your savior ask you to surrender me? Do you know that I didn’t do anything at all, they were attacking me from beginning to end, I want to appeal, I want to see my lawyer.”
Natasha twisted her hair and continued unmoved:
“This is the GLG334 prison in Siberia, a secret prison system belonging to the Russian Federal Security Service. It was inherited from the Gulag secret labor camp of the Soviet KGB. The last lawyer who appeared here was a political prisoner in the Gulag labor camp. , his bones have been frozen to pieces by the permafrost of Siberia. Motive purpose”
Joe was stunned for a moment, his smile became a little frozen, and then he continued to smile:
“It doesn’t matter, when the world is finally purified, everything will turn to dust, dust to dust, dust to dust, do you think you look terrible and want to use the name of the KGB and the FBI to scare you I haha, I have been blessed by the Whisperer and C’thul, and I have nothing to fear.”
Natasha frowned, lightly pressed the pen in her hand, and continued to ask:
“Last time, motivation, purpose”
Joe still had a scornful smile on his face:
“I…”
Only this time, before he could finish his sentence, the innocent and lovely woman in front of him had already rushed to the table like a tiger, grabbed Joe’s hair with one hand, and slammed his head against the metal table. On the side, with a “click”, Qiao’s nose bridge was broken, and blood splashed all over his clothes.
“Ah-ah-” Joe tried to pick up his handcuffed hands and pressed his nose, screaming.
It’s just that this woman’s strength is far greater than he imagined, and she pressed his head again and knocked on the table.
“Bah! Bah! Bah! Bah…”
Joe’s face slammed on the table one after another, and even his fingers were cracked, and the bridge of his nose was directly broken into two pieces, and the nosebleeds poured out like a fountain.
After hitting Joe for more than a dozen times in a row, Natasha raised the pen in her hand and inserted it into one of Joe’s nostrils.
“Motivation, Purpose
“Ah—you’re extorting a confession by torture! I didn’t… ah…” Joe burst into tears and burst into tears. It was as if a red-hot iron had been placed on the bridge of his nose. The pain was almost beyond the limit he could bear. The choking feeling of blood being drawn into the lungs.
At the same time, Natasha pulled the phone cord on the table next to it, wrapped it tightly around Joe’s neck, and began to slowly tighten it rhythmically.
“Motivation, Purpose”
This woman is a machine at all, she won’t stop at all!
Joe’s heart was instantly filled with fear at this moment. Since the last C’thul disappeared and died inexplicably, his unconditional enthusiasm for the Purification Society and the Whisperer has been shaken. Finally a crack appeared, struggling to say:
“…I said…I…I want to ruin this mission…I want to open the space wormhole…”
Natasha finally let go of the phone cord in her hand and pulled the pencil out of Joe’s nostril, bringing out a patch of blood.
Then she wiped the blood on her hands and pencils on the other person’s clothes, sat back across the table again, opened the book, and started recording while saying:
“continue.”
In the observation room on the other side of the one-way mirror in the interrogation room, two tall men were talking to each other.
One of them is Ivan, director of the Russian Federal Maritime Service, and a member of the Arctic submarine wormhole scientific expedition team, and the other is Liu Jing, deputy director of the Federal Security Service.
“How is it, Ivan, Natasha is one of the best and most talented detectives under my command, isn’t it very satisfying?” Ryu Jing asked with a smile.
Ivan said with a dark face:
“If you can torture people, you are considered talented, then Guantanamo Prison must be a gathering place for geniuses… If Joe dies, we will completely lose the clues to the Purification Society and will only disappoint the commander.”
Hearing the word “commander-in-chief”, Liu Jing immediately stood up straight, put away the previous grinning demeanor, and said solemnly:
“Don’t worry, Natasha is measured. It’s just some painful and desperate skin injuries. It won’t die. In addition, if you want people from Guantanamo, there is no problem. Our comrades from Eagle Country have sent a master.”
After speaking and clapping his hands, a black man with a thin and haggard face walked in with a suitcase, nodded to Liu Jing and Ivan, and said:
“Imel came to report, and Mr. Nick asked me to say hello to both of you.”
There was a hint of melancholy in his eyes, not like a torture expert at all, but like an artist playing the piano.
It’s just that Ivan felt a trace of indifference different from ordinary people in the eyes of the other party, which made people feel chills after seeing it.
He didn’t expect that the Salvation Army’s comrades actually brought a torturer from Guantanamo Prison. Thinking of the torture methods that these people use, he couldn’t help shaking his body and said to Ryujing with a blank expression:
“I’m leaving first, you guys continue, Ryukyung my dear friend, no matter what means you use, it’s best to get the information we want before the ‘game’ starts again, and then hand it over in front of everyone. The Commander, to show our achievements… We can’t let the Commander down any longer.”
“Don’t worry, Ivan, let’s have two drinks together when things are over here. How about marinated pork and vodka?” Ryukyung put his hands in his pockets, said with a smile, and nodded to Immel at the same time.
“Okay, that’s it. Of course, there are smoked fish and pickled cucumbers.” Ivan smiled slightly, pushed the door and walked out.
When the door was closed again and it was confirmed that Ivan, an old friend, had left, Liu Jing’s expression changed and changed into a frosty face. He led Immel into the interrogation room, pulled a chair and sat down, putting his double Putting his legs on the table, he said to Natasha:
“Natasha, this is Immel from the Eagle Country. She came from Guantanamo and is considered a top person in the industry. You can talk about it.”
Natasha looked at Immel expressionlessly, her eyes seemed like a dead person without the slightest anger.
Immel also looked over and nodded slightly with an almost untraceable movement.
On the other side of the table, Joe, who was pinching his nose to stop the bleeding, suddenly trembled. He felt that the woman in front of him, the black man standing in front of him~www.readwn.com~ and the tall Russian sitting were not very human. .
These three people gave him the feeling that they were three devils!
It’s just that he really doesn’t know what to do now.
From beginning to end, he really did not attack the other members of the scientific expedition team. His original mission was to sneak in, observe the situation of the wormhole up close, and then report it to the top.
Originally, it was Ivan who suddenly hit him, and he didn’t make any offensive moves at all.
She was forced to admit that her so-called “purpose” was made up just now. All of this is simply worse than Dou E.
Even if he is a member of the Purification Society, shouldn’t he be treated so inhumanly?
These hypocritical guys, who clearly call themselves the Salvation Army, are doing things that can be compared to the devil.
Seeing that the two were already acquainted, Liu Jing lit a cigarette, leaned back, leaned back in the chair, and said to Natasha and Immel:
“Okay, let’s get started, we only have time…”
As he said that, he looked at the watch on his wrist. It was already past seven o’clock in the evening, and the game mission would start again in about eight hours.
“…We only have eight hours.”
Immel nodded, put the suitcase on the table, pressed the buckle, and opened the box, revealing rows and rows of various knives, screwdrivers, pliers, torches, electric drills and other delicate gadgets.
Natasha was expressionless, stood up under Joe’s terrified eyes, and gently paused the pencil in her hand on the table.
here we go.