Several helicopters of the International Police Station were parked outside the interrogation room. Some police officers were checking the list outside. There were armed police and snipers standing guard with live ammunition everywhere.
Bai Chunian was dragged off the escort vehicle and pushed into the building.
There were several other subjects in the hall besides him, but not all of them. On the way, he saw Eris and the bee pastry chef, and they were escorted into different interrogation rooms or waiting rooms.
Bai Chunian was first placed in a square room with bulletproof glass. There was only one chair with a table. He sat on it, his hands were handcuffed on the table, and his range of movement was very limited. Two bright and hot lamps Shining on him, no one paid attention to him for a long time.
He gently exhaled air through his nose, wiped it with his finger, and the chip passed by Bi Lanxing landed on the pulp of his index finger, and it automatically adhered to the skin of the fingertip.
This thing can't stay in the nasal cavity for too long, if it is accidentally sucked into the lungs along the trachea, it will be difficult to take it out.
He looked around and saw that the walls were all painted a solemn black, and some warning signs in different languages were pasted on them. The general meanings were similar, and they all expressed the meaning of being frank and lenient and resisting strictness.
The entire island is located in the tropics, with an average temperature of around 35 degrees Celsius throughout the year. Except for the lounges and dormitories of the prison guards, there is no air conditioning in the prisoner’s activity areas. Only some fans are installed in places where crowds often gather to help the air flow. circulation.
Bai Chunian was sitting on the interrogation chair. The high temperature made him irritated, and there were two hot lamps shining in his eyes. These police officers were really good at torturing people.
However, compared to his methods of interrogating others, he often used lynching torture, and more often he relied on these methods of torturing people without leaving a trace to obtain the information he wanted.
During the hour when he was left hanging in the interrogation room, Officer Zhang and Du Mo, who were in charge of the interrogation, were talking outside the door.
Du Mo didn't take the cigarette handed by the policeman next to him, he folded his arms and raised his chin, reminding him softly, "That guy is a thorn."
The police officer next to him patted his chest and assured: "Our police officer Zhang is an expert in interrogation, and no one who has passed through his hands dares to quibble."
Police officer Zhang is tall, with an iceberg-like face, he looks very oppressive, and he is determined to win this interrogation.
The International Police Department has long been eyeing the "Sow Firewall", an experimental body organization established by reptiles, and classified this organization as a disaster-level terrorist organization. All major members must be controlled as soon as possible. There are contacts, and I hope to get some reliable news from him.
Du Mo didn't take it seriously, took out his own cigarette and lit it, and took a puff: "9100, a messenger-type experimental subject that explodes with a probability of 3 out of 100,000, so easy to deal with."
Police officer Zhang is quite confident in his interrogation skills, and he didn't take Du Mo's reminder to heart. Together with another police officer who assisted in the interrogation, he walked through the corridor with the fence and walked into the interrogation room. Bai Chunian was separated by a bulletproof glass wall, connected by a sound hole and a small speaker in the middle.
As soon as Officer Zhang sat down, Bai Chunian greeted him.
"Hey, sir, the ring is not bad." Bai Chunian looked obedient with the corners of his lips curled up.
Police Officer Zhang wore a simple ring on his little finger. It could be seen from the appearance that it had a corresponding partner. It should be a wedding ring, and it was a small ring for omega. A little bit of the edge of the white silk handkerchief.
In just a few seconds from Officer Zhang entering the door to sitting down, at a distance of several meters, Bai Chunian's gaze has already checked him up and down, and he directly poked him on the sore spot as soon as he opened his mouth to say hello—newly widowed.
Police Officer Zhang's already cold and serious face lost the slightest warmth.
"The boss of the former IOA special agent team's search department is really similar to the rumors, sharp and cold."
"Who, it's definitely not the rumors spread by the IOA." Bai Chunian leaned back in the chair, crossed his hands on the table naturally, stretched his legs, and folded them together,
Police officer Zhang asked him to state the facts of the crime, and Bai Chunian confessed to what he had done, such as blowing up the ball next to the Pearl Tower.
Officer Zhang: "Since you have joined the IOA alliance, why did you defect? As far as I know, Chairman Yan Yi has a lot of trust in you."
Officer Zhang has the same polygraph ability as Dr. Samoyed of the Aphid Island Special Training Base, which is why he is known as an interrogation expert. When the other party answers the truth, Officer Zhang can judge the authenticity by the color that appears on the top of Bai Chunian's head .
"Your words are ugly, why did I defect?" Bai Chunian patted the desktop, "I didn't defect, it was just a mistake in the mission. I went to capture Eris that day, but he is an A3-level mature experimental subject. Everything that was done was not voluntary."
In Officer Zhang's eyes, a white circle of light invisible to others rose above Bai Chunian's head, which meant that he was telling the truth.
Another police officer lowered his head to record, and asked coldly: "The city surveillance shows that you have a tendency to connive at the experimental subject's curse and murder. How do you explain it?"
Bai Chunian: "I have no intention of hurting others, and I have no motive for killing people. I stopped Eris from heading towards the crowded downtown area, and led him to a closed subway station to minimize casualties."
Officer Zhang watched him, the halo above Bai Chunian's head was still white. If the aperture turns red, it means he's telling a lie, and the darker the red, the less credible it is.
"I heard that Rimbaud, the public agent of the IOA, arrested you this time. There is a relationship between you. Why didn't he stop you?"
Bai Chunian: "What, that fish? How much do you think I like him? We're just friends. There's so much pressure in our line of work, there must be a way to resolve it, right?"
In Officer Zhang's eyes, the halo above Bai Chunian's head changed from white to red.
Bai Chunian continued: "And he has a strong desire to control. I hate being ordered and manipulated the most, and I don't like omega with too A personality."
The aperture is getting redder.
"How should I put it, Rimbaud arrested me probably because we had a long-standing grudge. He hated me to death. After all, I was in the way of his promotion."
The aperture was completely red, and Bai Chunian looked like a fiery archangel to Police Officer Zhang.
Officer Zhang knew that he was talking nonsense, but he couldn't stop him, because if he was exposed as lying, he would immediately understand that the interrogator has the ability to detect lies, and he would definitely use it to frame the testimony, making subsequent interrogations more difficult .
So the interrogation lasted a full twelve hours, half of which Police Officer Zhang and his colleagues were forced to listen to his reverse confession without changing their expressions.
When Bai Chunian walked out of the interrogation room, he sighed softly: "Oh, I really don't miss him at all."
Police Officer Zhang's last bit of glandular energy was squeezed out by the fiery red halo on Bai Chunian's head, and he was helped out by his colleagues in a vain footsteps.
Du Mo took over Bai Chunian again, watched Police Officer Zhang leave with an extremely pale face, and laughed mockingly.
"The relationship between the International Prison and the International Police Station doesn't seem to be very good?" Bai Chunian poked at the wall and chatted with him as if nothing had happened.
Du Mo snorted softly: "We all want performance, because you experimental subjects toss us seven or eight times a month, who is willing to serve you. The experimental subjects occupy seats in the prison and eat, and there is no profit if no one visits or protects us." You can get it, and you still make troubles from time to time, if it's not for your duty, I want to drive you all out."
Bai Chunian laughed.
"When can I be visited?"
"You?" Du Mo glanced at him, "Immediate relatives apply for a visit permit, bring the ID, and it will be available in three months. Do you have any immediate relatives?"
"..."
"That's useless." Du Mo grabbed his forearm and escorted him back to the prison area.
While he was turning his head, Bai Chunian quickly took out the canteen meal card from his trouser pocket, and slid it against the wall to the floor.
The interrogation of several other experimental subjects is also over. In the hall, the bee experimental subject "pastry chef" is grabbing a police officer and pleading, crying: "Sir, I confess everything, I am willing to wear the suppressor forever , please commute my sentence, I won’t hurt anyone again, I can control it, I want to open a shop in a small city and live a good life.”
The police officers who came to interrogate obviously could not easily agree to his request, and did not kick the pastry chef away because of their demeanor, and answered him in official words: "We will consider it as appropriate."
The pastry chef collapsed and slumped on the ground and began to cry. He kept wiping his eyes like a child, not daring to cry, only his shoulders shrugged.
Standing by the side, Eris kept laughing, kicked the scraps of paper and garbage on the pastry chef, and said helplessly to Bai Chunian who was not far away: "My God, this is the most hopeless thing I've ever seen." The same kind of man. Die quickly, he pollutes my air."
Du Mo threw down the pointer and whipped it on Eris' calf, sternly admonishing him: "Go back to your prison area."
Eris withdrew his feet in pain, and Du Mo attracted his gloomy and curious eyes: "Sir, Omega can't be so fierce."
Bai Chunian watched the excitement with his hands tied, and reminded Du Mo: "Curse envoys are very vengeful."
Being sandwiched between two alphas and saying that there is no sense of oppression is false, Du Mo pushed them to the armed police: "Take him back."
Then he walked up to the pastry chef and bent down to pull him up. The pastry chef looked at the pointer in his hand and was frightened. Du Mo shortened the retractable pointer and patted the pastry chef on the back: "You just go back crying every time, get up and go."
After the armed police escorted the experimental subject out, Du Mo touched his trouser pocket and found that the meal card was gone, so he went back to the corridor to look for it. It took only a few steps and it took less than two minutes.
Bai Chunian was escorted out. Next to the other escort car was a Wuxiang stalker. He was blindfolded and his hands were handcuffed in front of him. He stood facing Bai Chunian and gestured with his fingers slowly. It looked like What was expressed, but Bai Chunian didn't understand the meaning, but relied on his superhuman memory to memorize a few gestures in his mind.
After returning to the prison area, Bai Chunian once again lived an ordinary prison life. The prisoners in the prison area are not fixed, but assigned to different places in turn. Bai Chunian stayed in a garment factory for a month, and then When they came down, it was their turn to clean the work building in the prison area.
They cannot enter the office area. The tasks assigned to them include cleaning the toilets, cleaning the corridor floor and the windows outside the building, etc. It sounds easier than a garment factory, but in fact the work is cumbersome, the inspection is strict, and it needs to be cleaned. There should not be a little dust in the place. If the inspection fails, not only will the points be deducted, but it must be done again.
It had only been cleaned for three days, and the guard said that he needed to clean up the old library by himself.
Prisoners don’t like to tidy up the library. They say it’s a library because he is a warehouse for storing books. The previous warden liked to read books and collected a lot of old books. After leaving office, these books were piled up in the There are more than 3,000 books in the warehouse. The newly appointed warden respects the old warden and often asks people to clean the library, but because it has been left for too long, there is a layer of dust on the books, and there are still some books in the corners. If there are fewer mice, if you encounter books that have been bitten by mice, you need to record them, and then add a new one.
Many of the prisoners here are illiterate, and it is more difficult to make them write than to kill them. It is easier to sweep the floor and clean the glass.
It is enough to clean a place like the library once a year. The prisoners in Ward B only cleaned it last month, so it is reasonable to say that there is no need to clean it again.
Bai Chunian thought for a while, then raised his hand to signal, "I'll go."
The guard always thought that this young man was good, with quick hands and feet, so he took him there as a matter of course.
Bai Chunian followed into the elevator, every elevator needs to swipe fingerprints, outsiders can't use it, many locks here are fingerprint locks or iris locks, so the possibility of stealing keys is eliminated, Bai Chunian never thought about it In this inefficient and non-technical way.
Turning around and turning into the library, it is indeed a warehouse for storing books. The bookshelves are densely arranged, and the inside has been cleaned. There is no dust. The books are neatly stacked together, but they are only arranged according to size. Together, the normal arrangement of books needs to be sorted by content.
This arrangement confirmed Bai Chunian's conjecture.
The last prisoner who sorted out the library should be the No Elephant Stalker. His eyes were blindfolded by the tape, so he could only arrange the books by size. According to the hygiene inspection standards, this arrangement is very neat, so it will It passed the inspection, but if the next health inspection is serious, the books will have to be repacked.
The guard locked the door and left Bai Chunian alone in the library, and will pick him up when the time comes.
Bai Chunian tidied up from the corner, carefully arranged each book according to the content of the book, looked through the pages for missing pages, and put books of the same category on the same bookshelf.
After tidying up for three hours, he pulled out an old leather-bound book that was pressed at the bottom. There was no title written on the cover, only some small raised bumps.
Bai Chunian stretched out his hand to caress these small round bumps, but he didn't see what it meant for a while, he thought it was a unique cover design, but he saw that the arrangement of the small round bumps at the bottom book number was very familiar, and the normal elevator buttons There are also raised dots arranged in this shape on the top, which is convenient for blind people to identify with their fingers.
This is a braille book. After opening it, there are English explanations on the left side, touchable dots on the right side, and a sign language pattern with drawn lines at the end.
Although Bai Chunian has never read Braille, it is enough to read the English explanation. This is a book that teaches sign language, and the Braille on the right should be a translation of the English explanation.
The few gestures that the Elephant Stalker made to him outside the interrogation room were most likely learned from here.
According to the gestures in his memory, Bai Chunian compared the pictures in the book to find the similar ones, and he actually pieced together a complete sentence—
[Please let me see their fingers and eyes]
Bai Chunian had already experienced the imitation ability of the Wuxiang Stalker in the Triangular Pyramid Hut. If he had read this book, even if he just touched the Braille with his fingertips to read it, he would definitely be able to write it down word for word. Like a stalker, he can easily reproduce a library or an archive room. A large number of books have been printed in his mind. It is not surprising that he understands Braille.
"Their fingers and eyes." After pondering for a while, Bai Chunian understood what Wuxiang Stalker meant.
In fact, he didn't expect Wuxiang Stalker to cooperate so much. He just whispered something unfounded and unguaranteed in his ear. It seemed that this little thing really wanted to see the major.
While tidying up the library, Bai Chunian put the books on the shelf with one hand, and held the thick sign language book with the other hand, silently memorizing all the gestures on the book.
It took about three days to organize the library. After finishing, Bai Chunian could only go back to sweep the floor and clean the glass.
During this period, there was a riot in the Severe Penalty Prison. A member of the former Red Throated Bird stabbed the witch hazel with a piece of ceramic tile he did not know where, but he was controlled in time, and he immediately committed suicide with the ceramic tile. Was stopped and has now been dragged to the interrogation building.
The aorta of the witch hazel's leg was injured, but he didn't die. The doctor stopped the bleeding and sutured him in time, and the witch hazel lay on the hospital bed for a while.
Bai Chunian was so familiar with this kind of tricks that the member of the red-throated bird locked inside was threatened by the organization with his family members, asking him to kill the witch hazel worms. It's nothing more than exchanging your own life for the life of your family.
The boss of the red-throated bird is really capable, and his hand can reach into the international prison, which Bai Chunian did not expect.
It also means that the witch hazel holds valuable clues. If you want to get in touch with the witch hazel, you can only get help from the Elephant Stalker.
Bai Chunian was lying on the bed in his cell, with one hand on his pillow, staring at the seepage and rusty roof in a daze.
The other hand stretched into the waistband of the trousers. Alpha likes to play with his baby when he is bored, and he loses his temper when he is playing.
The room was small, and the other prisoners in the cell could clearly hear the suppressed panting in the corner, and they all shut up.
Bai Chunian raised his head, breathing more and more heavily, and regretting what he said to Rimbaud in the bathroom in his mind.
That day in the bathroom, he actually said something like "give me a little fish". He felt that he was poisoned by the reproductive thinking of the institute. He said such insulting words in front of Rimbaud, and now he is a little worried in retrospect , I don't know what Rimbaud thinks, will he feel uncomfortable, but he doesn't say it because he indulges himself.
But he really wanted a little fish, and no one could control his secret desire. He had always envied the chairman's family, or envied everyone who had a family.
Bai Chunian turned over, pulled some paper to wipe his hands clean, put the pillow between his legs, imagined holding Rimbaud and Xiaobo in his arms, and fell asleep next to them.
After getting along for so long, Rimbaud will definitely not leave him. Even if he occasionally says something that makes him uncomfortable, or accidentally loses control and does something, he will pamper himself.
After three long months, Bai Chunian has almost gotten used to the day-to-day mechanical life, and has completely figured out all the operating rules, monitoring locations, patrol routes and sniper spots.
Next, we need to wait for an opportunity to meet the Wuxiang Stalker.
But unexpectedly, the guard opened the door early this morning and called him: "S-9100, someone is visiting."
Bai Chunian was refreshed, but thinking about it carefully, it seemed that this item was not included in his plan.
Inexplicably, he was escorted into the visiting room. There was a piece of bulletproof glass and a telephone in front of him. There was a round stool in front of the counter. Bai Chunian sat on the round stool, dialed and dialed the phone, and knocked on the glass. If someone comes over, the IOA should be able to get a visitation qualification.
The electronic watch on the wall rang, the glass door opened, Bai Chunian looked towards the door, and something quickly crawled in.
With a file bag in his mouth, Rimbaud climbed from the door to the wall, and then climbed along the ceiling to the bulletproof glass, sniffing everywhere, trying to find a gap to get in.
"That family member! Don't get too close to the glass!" The police officer outside quickly pulled him down and pressed him onto the round stool. "The visiting time is only half an hour, don't exceed the time limit."
Rimbaud brushed off the bandage wrapped around his arm, raised his eyelids slightly, and said, "Understood, step back."
Police officer: "..."
Bai Chunian was stunned: "How did you get in?"
"Swimmed over in a fair manner, and then crawled in." Rimbaud slowly took out a visit card from his file bag.
Unable to touch through the glass, Bai Chunian was at a loss. The IOA alliance should be qualified to visit, but the work card must be used instead of the visit card.
"Yan Yi said that human law stipulates that only immediate family members can visit you." Rimbaud flipped through the portfolio again, "I asked him what immediate family members are, and he told me to have this."
He took out a set of marriage certificates from his portfolio.
Bai Chunian's eyes became straight after seeing the red face, and his mouth opened wider and wider: "...No, this, can someone help me if I'm not present?"
Rimbaud held his chin in one hand, and played with the marriage certificate with the other: "The bureau that issued the certificate also said so. I took out a gun, and he said yes, of course it can be done."