Skull and Hati are the twin wolves that devour the sun and moon in Ragnarok respectively, and the twins of the demon wolf Fenrir. Skull chases the sun, Hattie chases the moon, and together they create an endless night in Ragnarok—just like the siblings' skin as dark as twilight, and their white-blond hair as bright as sunlight and moonlight.
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"Skull, Hati." Wen Zheliu stared at their faces, "Hello."
The brother and sister exchanged glances without surprise, and the elder brother Skull said: "Since the sergeant is so smart."
"If you think about it, you can definitely get something different out of the guests' mouths." My sister Hati smiled slightly, her pale pink lips like flowers.
The captain turned a blind eye to the turbulent undercurrent between them. Behind his hands, the black patent leather gloves had a sculptural luster, and he said without any emotion: "Our guest is a guest with a high status and a strong mouth. This That's unbecoming of a guest, do you understand, Sergeant?"
Wen Zheliu looked at him for a long time and said, "I can understand, sir."
"Very well, then go ahead." The commander said, "We'll watch from here."
Wen Zheliu walked a few steps towards the elevator leading down, suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "Do you need a clerk to accompany you, sir? The prisoner was injured. If the information he gave was unclear, can someone help?" It would be perfect for me to help with the narration.”
The captain finally turned his head and glanced at him in the shadows.
"No, Sergeant," he said. "Please."
Wen Zheliu paused, turned around and stood on the escalator. As the iron door slowly closed, he saw the eyes of the twins that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
The current situation is very complicated, and it is also very unfavorable to Wen Zheliu.
The convenience that a low-ranking SS officer could bring to him was inherently limited, not to mention that the twins had preceded him to serve as the concentration camp commander's deputy. Whether it was through bluster or verbal instigation, on the second day, they had already taken action to make the commander doubt his identity and person, resulting in the current test-like scene.
Can people standing above hear the voices below
The commander said there was no need for a scribe. Did he mean that he could hear it, or was it just to test his loyalty
If it was to test his loyalty, how could he be sure of the authenticity of the information he relayed
Torture interrogation must have a goal. The commander himself did not reveal any orders regarding the purpose of the interrogation. What information did he want to know from He Qin
...Or is it that the twins were instigating the relationship between him and He Qin, and they just wanted to see He Qin being tortured by him and the two of them hurting each other
In just a short moment, Wen Zheliu's expression remained unchanged, but countless questions about this matter flashed through his mind. The iron door opened and he walked slowly down the stairs towards the man on the rack.
In front of him, the man's handsome face was slightly drooped, his hands were spread apart, and he was tightly tied to a rough wooden frame. The undulating muscles were faintly revealed under the broken shirt and knots, and the blood seeped out of them. I don't know whether it was beads of sweat or ice water splashed on him, but they condensed on his skin, as if it were covered with a layer of grease, shining with a sexy sheen.
Looks like a suffering god...
"...Hi, handsome guy." He Qin raised his sparkling peach blossom eyes, his voice was hoarse and his smile was evil.
...shooting a photo album.
Hearing that Zheliu was speechless, he turned his eyes and saw the dim star ring on He Qin's finger.
At such a close distance, the Xingyue Rings could finally faintly feel each other's presence. Wen Zheliu felt relieved a little. He didn't feel much pain from He Qin. Looking at it now, it looked more like the result of being forcibly weakened by the system.
He took off the black whip at his waist and gently used it to lift He Qin's chin.
"Hi, handsome guy." He stared at the corners of He Qin's blood-streaked mouth, "Long time no see, how do you feel?"
The shiny leather boots stuck to Wen Zheliu's calves, and the armed belt tied his thin waist. Under the brim of the military cap, his handsome face was cast by a sharp shadow.
"Come closer and I'll tell you how I feel, sir." He Qin whispered, the gold in his eyes getting thicker.
Wen Zheliu hesitated slightly, he leaned over as he was told, and felt He Qin burying his ear. He took a deep breath intoxicatedly, and then hissed: "To be honest, being tied up like this is so hard." It does feel more uncomfortable when you get up... Sir."
"… you!"
Wen Zheliu took several steps back hastily, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He was so angry and funny that he really wanted to give him a few smacks with a whip.
"It's already come to this point, why don't you be more honest!"
He was too far away, and Wen Zheliu's position blocked the small movements between the two. People above him could not see what happened specifically. They could only see He Qin raising his head, and Wen Zheliu picking his chin with a whip and getting closer. , and then retreated hastily, scolding the scene.
The commander frowned, and Hati said softly: "You see, they do know each other, sir."
Skull: "Sir, it's absolutely true. This is irrefutable proof."
The commander was unmoved and as solid as a stone: "The relationship between the enemy officer who escorted Experimental Subject No. 1 and the sergeant is not within the scope of my concern. I only care about his loyalty to the empire. And what information the doctor needs that he can get out of the enemy’s mouths.”
"What if he still worries about his old relationship?" Hattie's smile was beautiful and gentle. "You see, their friendship is extraordinary."
She specially emphasized the word "unusual". A faint light flashed across the commander's green eyes, and he said in the same tone: "If this is the case, then - dedicating yourself to the empire will be the greatest honor I bestow on the sergeant. .”
Underneath, He Qin's smile remained unchanged, still frivolous and wanton. He said softly: "Look at how nervous you are, honey."
"You still said?" Wen Zheliu walked around his torture frame and began to walk slowly in a circle, "How on earth did you get here? Did they catch you?"
He Qin's lips didn't move, but his voice could be conveyed to Wen Zheliu's ears very clearly. He and Du Zijun both knew this convenient technique: "They don't have this ability. I have been locked up here since the beginning of this world." of."
This is exactly what he imagined.
Wen Zheliu continued to ask: "What is your identity?"
"The anti-fascist Allied officer who escorted the experimental subjects seems to be of the rank of major. He is of mixed Chinese and English descent... and your husband."
"..." Wen Zheliu: "What is the current status of the attributes?"
"Everything is locked, including physical strength and blood volume. The status bar also has the normal debuffs of bleeding and weakness. All props cannot be used..." He Qin answered fluently and calmly explained these almost terrifying weakenings one by one, "... The basic functions of the star ring have also been blocked."
Hearing Zheliu's lips moved, he stood still suddenly, and said lowly and hastily to He Qin's back: "You were cut like this! No, I have to find a way to fish you out..."
"No."
"… What?"
He Qin raised the corners of his lips, his expression finally showing a bit of serious tenderness. He said: "No, there is no need to find a way to save me."
The heels of his military boots hit the ground heavily. Wen Zheliu stopped walking slowly in circles. He strode up to He Qin with a solemn and solemn expression: "Do you know what you are talking about?"
He Qin's eyes were clear and calm, with a loving smile: "Do you think I was beaten stupid?"
Wen Zheliu really couldn't understand what he meant: "Do you want to hang here from beginning to end? This world is very different. I am outside, the two of them are also outside, and only you are locked up here. Impossible, I will never..."
"I won't abandon you, baby." The smile on He Qin's lips faded, and he looked deeply at Wen Zheliu. Even if he wasn't infatuated, he could still see through Wen Zheliu's hidden worries at a glance. , the most secret emotion, "I have not abandoned you, I am here, don't be afraid."
Wen Zheliu immediately tightened his lips, not knowing what to say.
… Yes, scared.
He relied on He Qin, and meeting this man was the best thing that happened to him in his nearly eighteen years of life. The love he felt in his heart warmed him, and at the same time gave him the courage to fight against the past and the pain. This invincible and world-famous sword has drawn a clear boundary in the world of Wen Zheliu. On one side is the old days of confusion and wandering, and on the other side is the brave, unyielding, love and brilliant new life.
If He Qin was not with him, but was locked up here, in such a cold, dark, and dangerous prison, how could he not be afraid
"You know? You, little guy, are really domineering sometimes." He Qin let out a dull laugh from his throat. He lowered his voice and joked: "The time you teleported me away without authorization? The time I was pulled out of the illusion, including this time... Do you really want me to stay by your side, or put me in a safe house that no one knows about, so that you can feel at ease?"
Wen Zheliu was stunned. He obviously didn't mean it like this, but when He Qin said this, he actually felt a sense of embarrassment that he had been exposed: "I didn't, you are talking nonsense!"
He Qin sighed and said, "Let's stop telling jokes and talk about something practical. Baby, listen."
Wen Zheliu silently looked at his blood-stained face. When He Qin spoke again, he had already broken away from the systematic language system and converted his voice into Chinese: "Ning Ning, you are the apple of my eye and the heart of my heart. I Love you, I said this before, I say it now, and in the future, even on the day I die, I will hold your hand and tell you I love you."
The passionate confession came out of the blue, but was so appropriate. Wen Zheliu and He Qin looked at each other and saw his eyes were so gentle that they could turn the prison covered with death into a radiant spring.
"So I often think, you are just a minor child, I have to watch you - if nothing else, I should have watched you grow up. I have been guiding you in the past four worlds, and I am worried about you I didn’t learn enough and didn’t grow fast enough. In the past ten years, I have failed to replace my uncle and aunt and fulfill my obligation to protect you. How can I prevent you from being hurt again? "
Wen Zheliu's lips trembled slightly and he was speechless. He really wanted to throw himself into his lover's arms and cry loudly, but he couldn't.
"Just yesterday, I thought about it all night." He Qin said, "The young eagle protected in the nest will never be able to spread its wings and fly high. Should I try to let go? Why not take this opportunity and use the world as your stage? , your home ground—go shine, baby. The sun cannot be covered up, and anyone who sees it has only two choices: either endure its brilliance and heat, or escape and live in the darkness."
"You are the sun, so do the work of the sun," He Qin said. "Light up this place and burn it down. I am waiting for your good news."
Wen Zheliu finally understood what He Qin meant.
None of them spoke, and the look they looked at each other was worth more than a thousand words communicated through words.
"Okay..." Wen Zheliu said, "Okay, I understand."
"Then," He Qin smiled leisurely, "do you still want to interrogate me, sir?"
Wen Zheliu still had tears in her eyes. When he asked him this question, she immediately laughed and couldn't cry anymore.
"Trial, why not interrogate?" He also broke away from the system language and switched to Chinese, "Where do you want me to hit you, huh?"
It was only at this moment that the useless whip came into play. Wen Zheliu carried it and slowly passed it across He Qin's chest. He exerted some force and pressed on the exposed muscle and the edge of the wound, and successfully forced He Qin to groan.
"Of course you can hit me with a whip," He Qin's dark eyes were locked on his face, his dark red thin lips opened and closed, and he said in a low voice, "You can definitely use a whip... and hit my inner thigh. , sir."
Wen Zheliu felt all the blood rushing to his face: "You...!"
Seeing that he was anxious, He Qin said with a dull smile: "Okay, I won't bother you anymore. Go call that Captain Felix down, and your brother will help you get through again."
Seeing that he was getting down to business, Wen Zheliu put down his whip and ended the cross-examination, which was not an interrogation at all.
"One last reminder," He Qin said, "The experimental subjects are locked under the gas chamber. Only the senior officers of the concentration camp know the structure there. I don't need to tell you how to get in, right?"
"Yes, I know." Wen Zheliu looked at him one last time, took a deep breath, turned and walked towards the elevator, "... I love you, goodbye, brother."
"I love you, bye, baby."