Continental Hero Senki

The atmosphere within the High Police is dim, however, a secret police base.

We look around every room. On the face of it is the search for the thief, and the real purpose is the discovery of Jin Berkson. Let's just say I didn't see that there was a room on the way called "Torture Room"......

And the intended person was in the seventh room.

"Definitely. I'm Jin Berkson."

That's what Anda said, but her expression is dark. Because Jin Berkson's body was unseen.

Her upper body is naked and has scars like being whipped many times. Shackles, shackles are also tight and free movement is almost impossible. If you look closely, the fingernails on your hand also appear to be peeled off several pieces.

There was a sight there that made me want to meditate my eyes.

There is no imperial law prohibiting torture. Scientific investigation is another dream, and torture is quick, I guess there's no choice in this world.

But even if I knew that, there are parts of me that I'm not convinced of.

"Mr. Manin. Will you remove the shackles?

"... may I ask why?

"Because the shackles stand in the way of interrogation."

It is a lie or not. I was just trying to ease Jin Berkson's pain a little bit. That's about all I can do, more than neither me nor Mr. Feene can use healing magic.

Mr. Manin reluctantly took off all the shackles of Berkson after listening to me. More than authority is here, he has to listen to what we have to say. The plea as to why we interrogate Berkson is also unacceptable.

I'll come in front of Berkson and sit there. In the front seat.

"Jin Berkson. I'd like to ask you a few questions"

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No reaction. Like just a corpse, I don't say anything. No, my eyes are already dead.

"I'll tell you first, I'm not going to hurt you either. If you want, I'll be on your side."

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I still don't have a reaction. I mean, I don't look at me. Naturally. Believe me, I can't.

"… So, question one. You're the one who attacked the Governor's office?

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No response. I don't know if it's acquiescence or silence.

"Part 2. If you were the one who attacked me, why did you do that?

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No reaction again. I don't want it to be slight.

"Part 3. … did you miss your life in the Glades?

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There was a slight reaction. He turned a blind eye to me.

I guess I missed you.

That's what I thought, too. That day, I tried lying on the ground in the ghetto and found out.

I slept on that cold ground for days. In this homeland with no support from anyone and no acquaintance.

I must have missed you.

Someone said the opposite of love is not hate, but indifference.

Would it have been Mother Teresa's word for sure? It's a long time ago for me, but a future man for the people of this world. Probably.

And a human being treated indifferently by everyone starts wishing from that loneliness "to recognize his existence by doing whatever it takes".

That is what was rarely reported nationwide as a heinous incident, even in previous life.

Human beings isolated from society do not know what to do. That's not just because you escape social surveillance, but because you just miss doing it, or something.

I can only prove my existence by doing bad things.

What about the case of Gin Berkson?

Lonely, trying to do something wrong is causal. But there is no direct connection to the ethnic movement.

Maybe, no, maybe, something has to do with it.

"Question # 4. You met the man behind this in the Glades, didn't you?

I gave the man my thumb, not turning around. It was Mr. Manin who reacted first.

"Deputy Assistant Waresa, what the hell are you..."

"There are also multiple human testimonies. He said he was coming to the Glades."

When I heard that, Mr. Manin had a sincerely grumpy attitude. I didn't see my face directly, but that's the kind of vibe I felt.

"What are you talking about? That's a lie."

"Really?

"Naturally. I'm not going to the Glades! If you're going to say anything more appropriate, I'll have you out of here!

Mr. Manin has ordered me not to have such authority. First of all, it's appropriate.

"You're out of your mind. I'm only saying the truth."

"Where is it! I'm in a shithole that says slums etc......!

"When did you say I meant Mr. Manin?

"... what?

I just duly pointed and said "the man behind this".

"I told Anda in the back. Isn't that right, Mr. Anda?

"Of course, Deputy Assistant Waresa. Because I'm from a ghetto."

"That was it. Accidentally."

Anda and I have a seemingly silly conversation, just like the pre-determined script. There's one person who looks like an idiot, isn't there?

"Why did Mr. Manin, desperately, deny it? I can't believe I didn't ask Mr. Manin a question, but I didn't go to the Glades."

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"What's up? I can't believe you suddenly shut up."

Mr. Manin is black, isn't he? He went to the Glades. He said, in a favela like a shithole.

Even so, this guy doesn't have the talent for the secret police to get hooked on such an easy thing. Is it the mouth that came out of Conne?

But if you let it go, you'll come up with the right excuse. "I just made a mistake -" or something. You have to take the word before that happens.

"Question # 5. Mr. Berkson, when did you first meet Mr. Manin?

If you noticed, Mr. Berkson's eyes were getting a little more vibrant.

The farce just now is not meant to impeach Mr. Manin. To make Mr. Berkson clearly aware that I am a man in conflict with the High Police Department.

"Stop interrogation! Otherwise, you guys will be charged with folk sedition!

Yes, yes, please shut up for a moment. Well, when I say that, it just puts my position at risk. Okay?

Berkson finally opened his mouth to see if this one word of Mr. Manin had become a toddler.

"... it's late February"

"Oh, my God, that's..."

It is definitive. The raid on Governor Crosno's office took place on March 20. Yet Mr. Manin and Mr. Berkson had met in late February.

Even so, Mr. Berkson, you have a surprisingly low voice.

Mr. Mannin and others are making a gaggling noise as he continues his interrogation. But at some point, the other Crosno Guard people got inside the High Police Department, so it's another one or a mess.

I don't mind, keep asking questions. Mr. Fine and Mr. Anda are the witnesses. Keep talking.

"Where did you see him?

"... the Glades. When I was alone, this creepy-looking man came."

"What did you talk about?

He said, "I need your help."

"What is cooperation?

"Raiding Governor Crosno's office, and getting arrested"

"Did you hear what the purpose was?

"No, nothing. But since you were arrested, you've been right."

While he was feeling lonely, Mr. Berkson met Mr. Manin.

Mr. Manin needed me. That's why I acted as he said.

Me too, Mr. Feene spoke to me when I was sleeping in the Glades and experiencing Mr. Berkson's loneliness. Arre was exactly the moment of the angel's descent. I guess so for Mr. Berkson. Even if they looked creepy.

He was then used by Mr. Manin to assault the Governor's office, and arrested as planned, and subjected to unplanned torture. It would also be human distrust, that is.

But now I've got enough testimony.

"That's my last question. What do you want to do now?

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Silent. But you look like you're worried, unlike earlier.

"As I said earlier, if you want, I'll be on your side. You can say anything. To the best of our ability, let's help."

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Mr. Berkson was silent for a while. Are you worried, or are you thinking about whether you can tell me or if I'm someone I can trust?

And what he said was terribly simple.

"I want to get out of here"