Heroic Death System

In a spacious and bright room, a man with thirty up and down backwinds stood silently.

He is about 192cm tall, has a strong figure, a pair of icy blue eyes, a hidden sharp, long brown hair and a vertical waist, and his perfect figure is delineated by a well-tailored garment. The sun fell through the windows and poured on him as if he had been coated with a golden veil.

Gabriel looked at the man with awe and admiration in his eyes and said with a slight impatience: "Lord Ravel, please move quickly, or it will be too late. ”

Ravel looked up at him and said, "Why did Cage suddenly come to Longtooth? ”

Gabriel's eyes were brilliant and he answered vomitfully: "I'm not sure, I just always heard Cage complain that Tamar was behind in technology and in a harsh environment, and he really wanted to go back to Longtooth. ”

“So here he is?” Ravel stared at Gabriel without missing a slight facial change.

Gabriel was a little choked up by him and couldn't help but bow his head.

Ravel asked, “What's he like? ”

Gabriel's expression was more hesitant and seemed to be thinking about answering honestly.

Ravel saw him like this and wondered, “Though you are only the adopted son of General Utley, you are no different from Cage in your identity, so you don't have to worry about it. ”

Gabriel bit his teeth and said: "Cage is a bit of a good character and is usually idle, soft and afraid of stiffness, which is not a very good rating on Tamar. ”

Ravel pondered and did not continue the interview.

Gabriel looked at him and could not help but remind him once again: "Lord Ravel, I hope you are ready for your evacuation tonight, Cage… Cage he may not last a day. ”

Ravel waved, “I know what I'm talking about. Get out of here. ”

Gabriel wanted to say something else, but was swept away by those ice-cold eyes and could no longer speak, leaving the room helplessly.

At this point, Ravel's deputy, Kahn, walked in and handed him a message with a serious expression: "General, what do we do now? Should I send someone to take Cage..."

Kahn made a “kill” pose.

“There was no opportunity to do so due to internal tension outside the military.” Ravel looked over the file and said.

“What should we do?” Cruz has been in power for so many years because they control the planet's most advanced minds and vast legions of machines. It took the VJ more than a decade to infiltrate the technical interior, and now it takes them just two more days to gain control of the Legion of Intelligence and Machinery, which, although only two hours, is enough to change the situation.

Success in the eyes was imminent, but Cage completely disrupted it. General Utley's son, I'm afraid, would be saddened if the plan were destroyed in his hands and General Fountain knew about it.

“Are you ready to evacuate? ”

“No,” said Ravel, “as soon as we make a slight change, they'll suspect us. Instead of showing horse and foot in panic, there might be a chance to win steadily and face the battle at its best. ”

Although it was almost certain in his mind that the change would end in failure, he did not show a slight sense of anxiety on his face.

Such a calm deity also stabilizes Kahn's mind.

He sighed: "I just want the young master to hold on for two more days. ”

Ravel bluntly said, "You know exactly what the military does, and even if I were you, I'd have to kill myself eventually. ”

Kahn showed a helpless expression.

"Keep an eye on Gabriel and keep him away from the house," said Ravel. Now that he and Cage are in the water, nobody is ever going to back out again. ”

Sixty hours away from gaining control, in the underground cells of the military, several slow-moving virtual screens suddenly appeared in front of them, displaying images of various persons.

“Cage, take a closer look, do you know any of these people?” Chateau, who is in charge of the interrogation, said, "whenever you identify one, we will meet one of your requirements. Enjoy a meal or make a cup of tea. ”

More than a dozen hours have elapsed since they were caught and the water has not been soaked. Exactly at a time of extreme physical and mental exhaustion. Nevertheless, their temptations can be disregarded with the conviction that premature death is premature.

But he's really hungry...

Chateau was also not in a hurry, and he showed these images not only to facilitate Cage's identification, but also to detect his brain waves and heart rate. When you see familiar people, your emotions fluctuate, and as soon as they do, the instrument can capture them. And with sensitizer stimulation, this fluctuation is made more pronounced when the perception increases dramatically.

However, a dozen minutes later, the images had been turned for several rounds, and Sankoh's expression and emotions had not changed abnormally, as if he did not know them at all.

Jean-Claude means he doesn't really know any of them.

The system thief is very smart. Although he was provided with basic information about the world, all the information about the person was forged in circles. Even the name and face of the main character, he could not recognize it.

But he plays hard, looking at the images, and making a dark self-evaluation of each person's face value.

Chateau started to see him staring at someone a few more times and asked, "Have you seen him? ”

"It looks good," said Jean. ”

Chato: “…”

Then there were a few similar situations, one of which was Chato's image information, and he could look at it for a few seconds, looking straight at Chato's face stiff, saying that the guy wasn't going to pull him back, was he?

The interrogator next to him looked at Chateau with no interest, and asked, "Cage, is there a problem with this man? ”

“Very problematic.” There is a serious answer.

Damn, are you really going to pull him back? Chato stared at Sankoh in the cell. As long as he dares to say a word of insult, he immediately gives him a taste of the needle puncture.

Jean-Claude went on to say, "This man is the quickest looking person I've ever met. ”

A few people in the interrogation room couldn't bear laughing out loud. Except for Chato, of course. He froze, “Cage, are you still kidding? ”

I can't help it. Time is too hard. Jean can only treat them as a pastime. Maybe one of them is not well enough, and make a big move to let him die back.

The people in the interrogation room did admire the boy somewhat, and in such circumstances seemed to be ready for death. Whether they have seen too many of those who have been tortured are truly calm or disguised as faint, they can see at a glance. When the boy was caught, everyone thought he was just a straw bag with a false watch. Now they all look away.

But it's okay, the real show is just beginning.

Chateau decided to abandon the psychological warfare of wasting time and use the sentence directly. He wants to see how hard this guy really is.

He had no idea how hard he was, but when his body was traversed by a current, he just wanted to die right away.

Because of the increased sensitivity, the torturer reduced the intensity of the electric shock in order to avoid the possibility of being killed alive. But it remains a terrible torment for those who have never experienced such pain.

Perfect Emoji automatically unlocks to confirm binding.] The sound of the system enters the cocoa brain.

He was fixed to the chair at this moment, his body trembling slightly, should have been very lukewarm, but seeing his eyes half-dropping, eyelashes trembling, lips biting, platinum short hair flying in a flashing arc, the light of light blue reflected his skin unusually through, hidden a demonic aesthetic.

MD! I can't stand shouting out loud. How dare you give me something useful? Even if his expression cracked, he doesn't care, okay?

People in the interrogation room saw this scene, and at the same time a thought flashed in their minds: This guy looks beautiful! The current seemed to excite the beauty he was hiding...

Decades later, the electric shock ended and the tremor stopped, feeling weak all over, pale as snow, burning marks on the skin, the blood vessels contracted into a mesh that looked like a tattoo, but strangely, there was not much damage to the face.

“Cage, how are you feeling?” Chateau asked with a cold smile.

Feeling? That's really desire, fairy, desire, death. A glance at the wall in the middle of it was smoky, and the people in the interrogation room were powered apart to accelerate their heartbeat.

This demon! If he was not Utley's son, he would certainly have had plenty to feed in his own home.

How could Jean-Claude know that these guys are disgusting, let alone that they have stirred up their desire to abuse them?

Without waiting to catch a breath, the back of the chair stretched out several more robotic arms, brutally tearing apart the cocoa clothes and revealing a large piece of skin on the chest.

What's this all about? The angry expression once again delighted the people in the interrogation room.

“I suggest that all middle- and upper-middle-level officers be assembled to observe the scene and that their micro-expressions be closely watched by the mind during interrogation," Chateau said. ”

His proposal was endorsed by the majority and the application was adopted only minutes after the presentation.

Subsequently, hundreds of upper and middle ranking officers connected to the video terminal in the interrogation room to watch the interrogation process.

Ravel did not expect to see General Utley's son in such a situation. He was younger than his twenties, appeared sophisticated, had a thin body, was weary between his eyebrows, and his eyes did not lose sight.

Looking back at Gabriel's assessment of him, seeing him again at this moment, Ravel felt that what Gabriel said did not seem to have much credibility.

He sat on the chair with his hands crossed and stared quietly at the boy on the screen, with no waves in his eyes.