I'm not a hero, but I didn't say I couldn't beat you.

"Stanley Boltus, answer for yourself."

"…………"

When the investigators first entered the institute to search, Stanley was still able to use his own methods to deal with the situation.

But when the federal investigator dumped the report in front of him, Stanley already knew that his plan was complete.

All the information about the [Artificial Miracle Project] is not something that his level can access.

Judging from this point alone, he has completely lost the qualification to resist.

He knew very well how many charges would be laid on him for possessing unknown information and intending to use it to conduct prohibited experiments, as well as for conducting "illegal transactions" to achieve his goals.

It's just that he couldn't figure it out.

Who in the end found his own trap?

In his opinion, he was only put on the suspect list because of his contact with special objects.

"Don't you want to say it?"

But unfortunately, the examiner in front of him seemed to have no intention of talking quietly to him.

"Mr. Stanley, I would like to advise you one last time. If you tell the truth, your punishment will at least be less than your life. But if you continue to resist, then we will not be able to guarantee it."

There is no one who can help him...

He had been greedy for that treasure alone from the beginning. When he began to use all his property and interpersonal relationships to carry out this step, and stubbornly refused all beings who wanted to share a piece of the pie with him, he should Think of this.

I'm afraid those guys are also involved in the current situation I'm facing now.

"Don't try to intimidate me. I know exactly who are pushing you around and executing my judgment."

Stanley raised his head and said with disdain.

"Who asked you to investigate me? Andrew? Parrs? Or Owens?"

He moved his wrists, seemingly dissatisfied with the shackles on his hands.

"I know exactly what they want, it's just my research information. Let them come and I'll talk to them personally."

"…………"

The two examiners tasked with interrogating Stanley looked at each other and then continued.

"I think you still don't understand the current situation, Mr. Stanley."

One of them looked calm, but a hint of helplessness could be seen vaguely.

"We're not following anyone's instructions."

"Oh, I understand, what you censors say is simply——"

Before Stanley could finish his words, a special badge passed through the hands of one of the examiners and was delivered to Stanley.

Stanley had never seen the badge, but he had heard of it.

It uses the icon of the Federation as the base, but is engraved with a quill and a dagger.

This is not a simple modification, but a special investigation organization that only exists in rumors and belongs to the federation itself.

[World Sustainability Association].

Wherever they perform tasks, they will accomplish their goals regardless of means or costs. Complete the only goal of maintaining the world.

So on the other hand, if it were them, it would represent the extent of the threat of this incident.

That is no longer a situation that can be defined by [crime of bribery], [crime of illegal research], or even [crime against humanity].

Although he knew that his opponents had capital and power that was equal to or even superior to his own, this organization alone was beyond their reach.

"I...my research...although there is a lot of information from unknown sources and irregularities, but...but it is not yet to the point where the [World Sustainability Council] needs to take action..."

Stanley said hesitantly, he was really scared now.

If he just dealt with the general investigators of the Bureau, the worst result would be imprisonment. He knew very well that the part he was currently involved in could not go beyond indefinite period.

Those inhumane experiments, to be honest, Stanley thought that he had not fallen to that level yet, so naturally he would not offend the biggest taboo in the research community just because of the small profits that a little academic progress brought to him.

"It seems that you really don't know the situation you are in..."

It seemed that the interrogator's patience had finally been exhausted. His expression changed from indifferent to angry, and he threw an investigation report on the table.

"No...no! I really don't know! Isn't NO.15 recovered? The experiments I did were all performed under the normal application process!! You...you..."

Stanley was frightened by the other party, showed an expression as if he was about to cry, and stammered.

"You...you should ask me directly..."

"Yeah, it seems like you really don't know."

The interrogator glanced at the device in his hand. The top showed the person sitting in front of him. His physical signs were all normal and he was not lying.

"Kliman, go ahead and ask. We must give an answer to all the questions on the list. I'll go out and have a cigarette."

"Understood, Captain Prios."

Prios patted his team member on the shoulder and walked out.

After leaving the serious corridor, Prios walked to the tea corner in the distance and lit a cigarette. Another guest had been waiting here for a long time.

"Huh? Is the interrogation over?"

"Not yet. Judging from the fool's appearance, that guy probably isn't the boss. I'll leave him to my subordinates for trial."

"Tsk, I thought this guy was the tough-talking type. I'm ready to help him call some powerful friends to help him open his mouth. I heard they are all specialties here."

"Come on, you just said that, Hartz. Or do you think that for us, that kind of method is not within our expectations? What's more, for me, as long as the goal can be honestly highlighted, Information is a good means, as for psychological trauma, it’s none of my business!”

"…………Then you guys are still ruthless... We can’t compete, we can’t compete, come on, big brother, do this, this one is so powerful!"

Hartz smiled and shook his head, throwing a bottle of coffee over.

"Smoking less. Although this thing is not good for physical and mental health, it is at least better than what you have on your hands."

"Come on, I'm not in the habit of drinking and listening to screams. I can't sustain my energy without some nicotine. Anyway, if one day I have a physical problem, I can retire early."

Although he said this, Prios still put out the cigarette obediently, opened the can of coffee and took a sip, then frowned.

"Tsk, why does the coffee from the Administration still taste as bad as shit?"

"Don't be embarrassed, what I bought for you is the most expensive coffee in the vending machine, cat poop coffee!"

"…………"

Prios resisted not having sex with the guy in front of him who was in need of a beating, because he knew better.

I can't beat myself.

Don't ask, you just can't fight if you can't beat him. Even if your fighting skills are already at the top level in the Federation, it's still too difficult for you to fight this kind of monster.

He's not a masochist.

"Okay, you didn't come here to talk nonsense on purpose. Is it okay with you? According to the safety assessment, the situation in No. 15 is not very stable."

"It's true that it's not stable, but fortunately, I have very reliable juniors working on it! Isn't it nonsense to let me do the work of investigating heroes during battles?"

"As long as you have some ideas in mind."

Prios nodded. He had had a personal relationship with Harts for many years, so he naturally knew what kind of temper his friend was.

He can fight back, but he can't say he has no investigative ability, but he is basically a noob.

Only self-knowledge is his greatest advantage.

"It seems that your progress there is not very good..."

Prios shook his head. It seemed that the other party had not made any progress, so he handed over the task to his juniors to continue, and then came to him to inquire about the information.

"No, the progress is going very well. My junior just sent me a message that NO.15 has agreed to join the bureau."

"?????"