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In a dimly lit interrogation room, the atmosphere is always eerily quiet. This is actually a psychological tactic. In an extremely quiet environment, people will prefer to make some noises to relax themselves and express their innermost feelings more easily. secret.

On the interrogation chair, a doctor wearing a white coat, with his hands fixed on the armrests of the chair, raised his head and looked at the light bulb above his head. It was a very simple ordinary incandescent light bulb, and the light bulb kept flashing. The flickering light made the atmosphere in the whole room even more oppressive.

"You know what? I once proposed to a man to replace the insensitive light bulb in his office, but he told me that this is actually a psychological tactic, and the unstable light will stimulate the interrogation. mentally, making them more anxious."

Schiller's voice echoed in the room, and Mark, who was sitting opposite the railing, looked up at him, and asked, "The person you are talking about should be a professional agent. Who is he? Where is he from? Is he your accomplice?"

"Why do you think he's a professional agent?" Schiller asked rhetorically.

"Answer my question." Mark was not fooled, he just repeated the same question over and over again, no matter what Schiller asked him, he would not answer.

"It seems that you are also a professional agent." Schiller tilted his head, but still did not return to his normal posture, just leaned his head on the back of the chair, then raised his head, stared at the light bulb and continued: "But I said The guy who didn't change the lightbulb wasn't actually for that **** reason, he just didn't want to spend money."

The communication between Schiller and Mark was not smooth. The two of them can be said to show two of the most beautiful qualities of human beings, one is a repeater, and the other is someone who asks you to answer.

Mark kept repeating a question, using the agent's speaking and interrogation skills to press Schiller, but Schiller only said what he wanted to say and only asked what he wanted to ask. Stand up from behind the desk.

He opened the door on the railing of the room and came to Schiller. When he stood in front of Schiller, the shadow was falling on Schiller, obscuring his sight. From this angle, Mark had a very handsome Face, and tall stature, but also the serious expression that all agents have.

This posture will bring a very strong sense of oppression, but Schiller still only stared at the light bulb, he said: "It seems that you have found out that the first chapter of the agent manual does not work for me, so you Start using the techniques taught in Chapter 2.

"Do you need me to review it for you? Get up and come to the person being interrogated, take advantage of your body and posture, shape your sense of oppression, and use some violent movements to make the person under interrogation feel that they are in a In a potentially dangerous environment…”

"If you're a little smarter, when you find that the person being interrogated begins to feel insecure, you will relax this state, let him relax a little, and then let him tense up, so that after a few rounds, he will speak... "

Mark, who was standing in front of Schiller, froze visibly to the naked eye. According to his current posture, what he wanted to do just now should be to twist his wrist or break his knuckles, but now, if he continues to do this. The two actions don't look like violent hints, but like novice practice.

But there's no doubt that Mark's vast experience as a special agent didn't mess him up, he stepped back slightly, leaned back against the railing, then turned slightly, stretched his arms behind him, and picked it up from the table In one document, he said:

"We received a report that intelligence indicated that you were spying in New York State..."

"Which country does the intelligence show I'm a spy for?" Schiller asked.

Mark's hand turning over the document paused again. Since Schiller walked into the room, every word he said was beyond Mark's expectations. In short, he did not act according to the script at all.

In Mark's career as an agent, he has encountered many difficult opponents, but most of them are not so difficult.

Some people became dumb the moment they walked into the interrogation room. No matter what method they used, they couldn't get him to say a single word. Interrogation experts are also easy to be detoured into logical blind spots.

There is no doubt that these people have one thing in common, they are extremely aggressive, attacking every weakness of the interrogator and doing everything they can to get away.

But Schiller gave Mark the feeling that he didn't really want to get out. He seemed to want to stay for a while, no, maybe not for a while. Judging from his appearance, it seemed that he planned to stay here.

"You have to realize the possible consequences of your dangerous behavior." Mark kept staring at Schiller with a serious expression.

"What are the consequences? The CIA does not have the power to enforce the law. It only has the power to investigate, which has been castrated countless times. You can bring me here because the person who reported me has provided extremely detailed information."

"I think, this should be the funniest case you've had in the past ten years. You can even rush into my nursing home and threaten me with a gun to leave with you, but in normal times, you can only sneak around. Spinning around the target, not only to watch out for the target, but also to watch out for the FBI when you find out…”

Schiller sat upright, but still leaned on the back of the chair very relaxed, he said: "Perhaps, you think this is a very simple case, I have enough information to make you think that I am far inferior to what you once had. Those dangerous people they encountered, because they would never leave so many flaws and information to their opponents…”

"But the fact is, even if you have this information, you still can't do anything to me. You can only send me to court."

"Now you want to ask for a little more information, just hope that you can have an advantage during the trial, otherwise I will walk out of the court unharmed like those opponents you have encountered, and show you outside the door of the trial scene. A mocking smile, then a middle finger."

"Enough." Mark's voice lowered, and Schiller lowered his head and smiled. He said, "It seems that today's interrogation can only end here. You can go back and repair your broken heart. See you tomorrow."

Mark threw the document back on the table again, and he walked up to Schiller again. He shook his fist at Schiller, but Schiller turned his body away.

Mark withdrew his fist and did not attack again. He said, "Your actions just now have revealed that you are indeed a well-trained agent, and normal people cannot escape."

"Your movements just now have revealed that you should be a well-trained boxer. In the fighting skills of the agent, he will not teach professional boxing skills..."

Mark took a deep breath, his chest heaved violently, and after pausing for a while, he shook his head, and Schiller said, "Does anger make your mental state unstable? This situation How long has it been going on? Have you been to the doctor?"

After Mark gradually calmed down, he gave Schiller a deep look, then turned and left the interrogation room.

After a while, the door of the interrogation room opened again, and Mark, who was standing beside the door, was talking to an interrogation expert, and he pointed at Schiller from time to time.

Schiller sat up straight, stretched his neck and shouted, "Are you going to start calling your parents? I promise not to tell anyone how you just cried, just in case you don't want to go to kindergarten tomorrow!"

Schiller could see that Mark, who was standing by the door, had a hard fist.

But Schiller waited for a long time, and did not wait for Mark to break out. He shook his head and seemed a little disappointed.

Seeing Mark turned around and wanted to leave, Schiller suddenly fell silent. Just when Mark turned to look here for the last time, Schiller suddenly said, "Okay, I'm Hydra."

Mark turned to look at Schiller, Schiller looked at Mark, and then Mark left without looking back.

Schiller shouted: "Can't you hear?! I said I'm a Hydra! It's the kind of Hydra that Captain America fought! The Hydra that almost destroyed the world in World War II!"

"Wait! Come back! Well, I'm the KGB! The KGB! The KGB disguised as Hydra, okay?!"

In an instant, Mark and a team of interrogation experts re-entered the interrogation room, and Schiller sat on the chair and sighed deeply.

Mark picked up the document from the table again, and the interrogator walked up to Schiller, placed a table in front of him, and put on a number of physiological data monitoring devices, commonly known as polygraphs.

"What's the weather like today?" Mark asked.

"Not bad," Schiller replied.

From the corner of Schiller's vision, a group of technicians were staring at the physiological data monitoring device. Mark asked a few more irrelevant questions. After confirming that the polygraph was working properly, he began to get to the point.

"What's your real name?"

"Schiller Rodriguez."

"You're not Russian?"

"no."

"Are you a spy sent by the KGB to Hydra?"

"Yes."

Mark looked up at the technician sitting behind the instrument staring at the screen, who shook his head slightly at him, showing that there was nothing wrong with the reading.

Although the data from the lie detector is not necessarily completely accurate and cannot be used as evidence, it can also judge a person's emotional changes at this time to a large extent.

Schiller did not use any special ability to control the physiological state, because what he said was the truth, but the truth was more tortuous.

"Are you a spy sent by the KGB to inside Hydra, and then sent by Hydra to work at S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"Yes."

"In S.H.I.E.L.D., how many accomplices do you have?"

Faced with this question, Schiller was silent, and the technician looking at the screen frowned. Mark captured this expression keenly. Obviously, there was a problem with the reading just now.

"More or less?" Mark continued to ask: "Are spies in situations like yours more or less in S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"I'm the only one in my situation." Schiller replied, Mark immediately looked at the technician, and the technician shook his head again.

Mark frowned, and he said: "If you are willing to be a tainted witness, we can apply for witness protection for you, and at the same time, it will also benefit your commutation, so you'd better put what you know about Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. KGB intelligence tells us that it won't do you any harm."

"What do you want to know?" Schiller asked.

Mark stood up again, came to him and started pacing, he said: I think you should know that some time ago, the Russian Federal Security Service arrested a high-level Hydra, and at the same time, they revealed that the KGB infiltrated Go to the inside of Hydra, and then use the power of Hydra to send yourself to the top..."

Mark turned his head to look into Schiller's eyes and asked, "We want to know what role S.H.I.E.L.D. played in this?"

"Did they provide cover for Hydra or KGB operations?"

"Most importantly, Nick Fury, Director of S.H.I.E.L.D., is there any suspicion that this situation is caused by inaction?"