How to control a wolf

With Iser's instruction, the review team for General Percy quickly took control of the situation. After all, it involved the face of the military, and they dare not publicize things that have not yet been concluded. Except for General Percy and the review team, everyone else only knew that the general was arrested. The people sent from above were called to carry out a secret mission, and they didn't come back for several days.

"Captain, where was General Pesci sent? He is so old, what other important military tasks can the officers arrange for him?"

Cass was surrounded by many young people who had the same characteristics and anxious expressions on their faces.

"I don't know if the general was taken away without even having time to go home to explain to his family members the order given by the officer above."

The man was even more anxious. He frowned tightly, and some sweat dripped from his forehead, "But, this batch of promotion list is about to be handed in, but the general can't be found at the critical moment, what should I do?"

Cass' expression also became serious, and he rubbed his fingers on his lips a few times, "When did you worry so much? Go back and tell them, don't worry, what the Percy family promised will definitely be done."

The protagonist of the topic they discussed is sitting in a pure white room covered with soundproof panels. The old man's face is pale, and his hair, which is always combed meticulously, is also a little messy. He looks very tired.

He must have been exhausted. For three days, 24 hours a day, he was interrogated for 22 hours, and the other party only gave him two hours of sleep a day.

He is a powerful S-rank sentinel, and at the same time an old man who has already entered old age and half of his body has been buried in the loess. Percy can last a day or two of mental torture. On the third day, his spirit is obviously in a trance So fragile, I can't even sit still.

The A-level guide who is good at interrogation sat in front of Pesci, staring directly at the old man who was still pretending to be strong with a pair of lake blue eyes, "General Pesci, it's been three days, you should have almost adapted to the environment, next, we have to start Do something right."

"Mr. Guide, what do you want to ask? As a general awarded the Medal of Heroes by the Federation, of course I will actively cooperate with you. However, I still don't quite understand that your companion brought me here without telling you anything. Only imprison me here. What is the purpose of making me, an old man in his 70s, suffer all day long?"

Pesci's hands were locked by handcuffs made of special materials. He hadn't eaten or slept well for three days. At this moment, he still retained the pride of being a superior, and held his head high to talk to the young guide.

"General Pesci, let me introduce myself first. I am one of the members of the discipline inspection organization of the Eastern Dungeon Army. My name is Rand Hall. You may have seen me in the treatment room of the tower, which is also normal, because I This level of identity is kept secret from the outside world, and we can only face the public as a therapist."

The A-level guide, whose face was so delicate that he could easily be misunderstood as a woman, completely ignored the old man's problem, and walked through his process on his own.

Set up the monitoring equipment, take out a pair of eyes with gold wire, and put the bag in your hand on the table, "Then, let's start."

"General Pesci, someone reported that you secretly took bribes from soldiers and used the convenience of your position to arrange promotions for soldiers. What do you want to say about this?" When Rand said this, his eyes were fixed on the old man's.

This is the ability of the guide. By looking at each other, you can hypnotize the enemy and dig out everything hidden in the depths of the opponent's consciousness.

The hypnotized Sentinel will always tell the truth willingly, and the brain will subconsciously protect the hidden information of the owner. The higher the level of the guide who implements the hypnotizing ability, the more real the things dug out will often be.

Rand is an A-level guide, and he can successfully hypnotize the target even if he goes directly into battle.But Pesci is an S-rank sentry, powerful, and has received anti-interrogation training, so it is not easy to hypnotize him.

Even Rand, who is good at this, has to arrange to consume the opponent's spirit first.

"Uh, I..." The old man was in a trance for a while, seeing that the hypnosis was about to succeed, but the old man's black eyes quickly shrank a few times, and after a few moments he regained his clarity, "Little gentleman, what are you talking about? I Never did anything like that.”

The hypnosis failed for the first time, and Percy will be more defensive next time. Rand foresees that he will have a fierce battle that consumes energy.

After three days of mental exhaustion, Pesci's spirit is very fragile now, but he is still a sentinel soldier. Keeping calm in a difficult environment and preventing the enemy from taking advantage of the situation is a concept deeply rooted in his soul.

Rand tried many methods, using instruments to place people in a dark environment, depriving the other party of their proud vision, touch, smell and other abilities, but only improving the sensitivity of hearing, playing repeatedly in his ear for hypnosis Words.

The skin can't feel a trace of air surge, and the eyes are full of darkness that can't be seen. Except for hypnotic speech, Pesci can't even hear her own breathing, as if she is placed in a box isolated from the world. He lives in a world where everything is connected, and he feels nothing.

The same sentence played in the ear seems to be repeated tens of thousands of times, or it may be 10,000+ times, and Pesci has no energy to count the time.

The outsiders seemed to have forgotten his existence in the box, which reminded him of when he participated in the space exploration mission many years ago, half of his body fell into a black hole, and he felt exactly the same as now, facing the infinite darkness and the future without a glimmer of hope.

In fact, only about 10 minutes passed by the outside world.

This device is very cruel to destroy the spirit of the mission target. After all, no one can stay awake in the repeated, endless darkness and hypnosis. This device was even used on a captured alien. The opponent's mental barrier Twice stronger than the sentinels, but even so, the opponent still persisted for less than a day before being broken through the mental barrier.

The longest record of this instrument on human beings who have been interrogated is six hours. I didn't expect Percy, an old man in his 70s and declining mental power, to last for 10 minutes.

Just as Rand was about to increase the value of the instrument, the sound of palms slapping suddenly came from the one-way glass. Rand glanced at the sweaty old man, "This is a nobleman. Someone came to rescue him, right?" Muttering in his mouth, he walked towards the locked door.

Standing at the door was not some high-ranking official who was entrusted to rescue Percy, but Rand's boss and the only commander of the interrogation team——Officer Isiel.

"Sir!" It was rare for Rand to stop being foolish. He stood up straight and gave the man a military salute with his fist close to his temple.

Isiel waved his hand, and looked at Percy, who was tied to a chair in the middle of the room and wore a helmet-like instrument over his eyes. There was neither sympathy nor disgust in his eyes.

"Don't be scared, little guy." The man is usually not serious, but in front of his generals and soldiers, he is an officer who is calm and self-assured. Rand has been with the man for eight years, and he has never seen his own officer act like this. Speak softly to people.

Rand stole a sideways glance behind the officer.

The round and bright black eyes fell into Rand's sight.

The black-haired young man he hadn't seen for a long time seemed to have changed a lot. His shoulders were broadly stretched back, and his shoulders and neck had faint muscle lines. It was not so much a change in appearance as a change in temperament.

He is becoming more and more like a leader.

"Mr. Hall, how are you doing recently?"

Once he put on a smile, his eyebrows and eyes curved into a beautiful crescent moon, he was still the boy with clear eyes in his memory, Rand relaxed a lot, "Everything is fine, why are you here?"

Before the boy could explain, a cold male voice came from behind him, "Is someone inside?"

When General Clark also came, it turned out that the interrogation of General Pesci was not completely confidential.

A pair of bestial golden eyes pierced his body, and the hair on Rand's back stood up. Before he could explain, three people he couldn't afford to offend all walked into the interrogation room.

"What did you dig out?" Isiel asked the man standing outside the door blankly.

"Uh, it just started today, so I haven't asked yet." Rand answered honestly.

Interrogations at the general level have always been troublesome, and it is normal for them to drag on for three or four days. Some of the interrogated targets have deep backgrounds, and their interrogators dare not use too violent methods during the interrogation process.

As the officer who gave the order, Isiel did not blame Rand, "Okay, let's undo Percy's sensory blockade."

As expected of a double S-level guide, Yun Ning has gathered the advantages of all guides, and his potential is stronger than ordinary guides. After a short 5-minute interrogation training, he has mastered the use of mental power in interrogation.

To what extent, of course, remains to be seen.

I was tortured repeatedly in the spiritual world for more than a month. During this period, I was like a puppet locked in a gift box. I could bear the loneliness for a day or two, and the darkness for a month was too traumatic for a person's spirit.

When Pesci saw the light again, she wept bitterly. A tall man who had been shrouded in light for 70 years was as vulnerable as a child at this moment.

According to Yun Ning's request, only he and Pesci were left in the interrogation room, and the others were driven to the one-way glass exterior.

"General Pesci, would you like some warm water first?"

In this interrogation room, except for stools, tables, and a lamp, there is no extra furniture at all. Yun Ning held a water glass that he did not know where to get, and placed it in front of Pesci. Considering that the other party's hands were bound by handcuffs, A straw was thoughtfully inserted into the water glass.

After experiencing mental torture, Pesci was still in a trance. He stared blankly at the young man who smiled gently at him, and suddenly a sense of dependence rose in his heart.

What a good child, it must be his arrival that brought him back to the real world, allowing him to bathe in the light again.

"Mr. Pesci..." Yun Ning deliberately avoided the word 'general', "You should rest for a while, drink some hot water, and we will talk later."

Yun Ning thought that what he did was correct, at least the other party looked at him with more gratitude, and the following questioning session would be much easier.

Pesci stretched her neck and took a few mouthfuls of warm water. The dry throat was soothed by the water flow, and the pain in her throat was relieved. Pesci said weakly, "Young man, you are not from the review team? How could they make you look so young?" for me?"

In the interrogation room, drinking water and eating are just for him to have the vitality to live and tell the hidden information. It is good to be able to supply a glass of water for two days. The 500ml of water will soon bottom out.

Yun Ning kindly went out to pour a glass of water for Percy again, "Because no one in the dungeon understands the people and things we are going to talk about better than me."

Percy searched for the memories of the black-haired youth in his mind, but the more military power the dungeon needs, the better. Every month, a large number of recruits join each legion. It is impossible for him to engrave the name and appearance of every recruit on the in mind.

"Well, I don't have much time, and I have to go to the Sanctuary for class later." Yun Ning glanced at the display screen on the terminal on his arm, "Let's start!"

The young man in front of him has not yet graduated from the Sanctuary?

Percy looked up and down at this young man who was thinner than the sentinel and taller than the guide, feeling that the other party's momentum suddenly changed after he finished speaking, and his fingers and forearms couldn't help trembling.

"Hello, Mr. Pesci, my name is Yun Ning. You probably haven't heard of my unknown name, but I don't think it will have any effect on our conversation."

After clearing away all the sundries on the table, the moment Yun Ning raised his head again, a light flashed in his black eyes, "Mr. Iser has already known that you and your son-in-law, Mr. Cass, have collected money from soldiers." , Excuse me, do you admit it?"

The interrogation of this Asian young man was completely unprofessional, there was no step-by-step foreshadowing, and there was no tool to suppress the sentinel's mental power, but it was such a young man who made the well-informed Percy feel fearful and addicted to youth. words.

A flat boat floats on the bank of the turbulent river. No matter how hard the oarsman on the boat tries, the boat will only go in the direction of the rushing water.

The boat can't defy the river, and Percy can't get out of the circle set by Yunning.

He could not resist, and his soul clamored for obedience.

A few minutes later, the old man's eyes were gloomy. He looked like a lion king who had been defeated by a young lion, with his head drooping. "I admit it, but I'm not the only one who took the money."

It's just looking straight at the opponent's eyes and spending some energy to concentrate. Yun Ning thought that this state would last for at least an hour, but he didn't expect that the opponent would be defeated in less than 5 minutes.

It is estimated that it has something to do with Rand's professional interrogation before.

Yun Ning thought so, he didn't think it was because of his extraordinary talent at all.

"Well, I know, in fact, you never thought about going on this road before, someone pulled you into this boat that can't turn around, right?"

What he wanted to ask was far more than that, and he had to turn the topic to Cass as soon as possible.

Speaking of this, Pesci was really emotional, "That's right, it was him, if it wasn't for him, I, I..."

"At that time, the Percy family was in an economic crisis. I had no choice. If I went out to ask for help or borrow money, the century-old business of the Percy family would be ruined. I can't let the family be ruined by me. So..."

"So Cass proposed that you can make a lot of money quickly by taking advantage of your position, and you agreed. Once this kind of thing starts, it can never be stopped."

There are loopholes in Pesci's words. He became a slave of money and exchanged his soul with the devil. It's not because he couldn't control his greed. Now that he has come to this point, it cannot be said that it is all Cass' fault.

"It's all because of him..." Percy put aside his aristocratic face, and confessed his mistakes in the past few years to the young man.

How to become Cass' support, how to silently support Cass to buy people's hearts, how to draw more colleagues into evil, Percy explained clearly.

But Pesci still has something to hide, at least he didn't get involved in what Yun Ning wanted to hear the most.

"It's my fault. I'm also 70 years old. How many years can I live? For the sake of my cooperation, can you please intercede with Chief Iser, don't let the old man die too much?" Ugly."

"Yes, I can promise to try my best to persuade Chief Iser to show you your military achievements and save some face for your family."

The old man, so dejected as if he had turned into a dying tree in an instant, raised his head suddenly.

"You must tell me honestly, what is going on with your daughter's illness? Also, your good son-in-law..."

The face of the family is too important in the eyes of these nobles. Before Yunning finished speaking, the old man was afraid that he would regret it, and couldn't wait to shout, "I cooperate, I will tell you, I will tell you everything."

Yun Ning raised her eyebrows and nodded at the man, expressing the hope that he would continue talking.

The young man's black eyes are clearer than ordinary people, but they have a kind of magical power, which attracts people inadvertently.

Pesci felt confused for a while, but after regaining her concentration, she suddenly had a stronger confidence to tell the truth of the matter.

"When Cass and my daughter were newly married, the young couple said they wanted to have a private space and insisted on moving out. I didn't want to agree, but Cass talked with me in private. Moving out is good for Percy's family. I couldn't refuse the birth of my grandson or granddaughter, so I let go."

"Who would have thought that within a year of moving out, my daughter had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage at night. After being sent to the hospital for emergency treatment, the doctor said that there were countless hemangiomas in her head, which were so numerous that they had occupied all parts of the brain. Normal and unobstructed vascular tissue."

"Miss Pesci's illness, I know." Yun Ning thought of the pile of medicine boxes that were taken for analysis, and the information that Dr. Xin from the Vic Legion told him.

"You know?" The old man showed a surprised expression, and turned his head to become relieved.

By the way, since he was allowed to enter the interrogation room as a student who hadn't graduated from the sanctuary, this kid must have something special.

"I didn't know about my daughter's illness until she entered the emergency room. At that time, both the doctor and Cass said that Bell was not suitable for contact with the outside world and needed a quiet space to ensure enough rest. I agreed, but, who knows ..."

"If you want to say this, I'm still to blame. The military department is busy. I ignored Bell's illness. I trust Cass too much. I will do whatever he says. He asked me to find medicine for Bell. I didn't doubt it for a moment, so I sent someone to look for him everywhere. Later, later..."

As if intentionally punishing himself, the old man rubbed his hands in pain, the skin on his hands turned red from rubbing, and he didn't let himself go.

"It was only later that I learned that those drugs would only delay Bell's recovery and make Bell's physique worse and worse under the long-term effects of the drugs. When I found out about this, I called Cass to Pesci's main house and talked to him. I had a quarrel, but...the drug has been found by using my relationship. Even if someone else finds out, my position will definitely not be guaranteed. Bell is still trapped at home by him. For Bell's safety, I can't expose this man. "

What for his daughter, in the final analysis, or for his general position, for the dignity of the Percy family.

"Later, it got deeper and deeper. He asked me to give him medicine on a regular basis every month, and asked me to collect money from some soldiers, and arrange those soldiers who didn't want to go to the battlefield to the logistics department... It's the same as you said, this kind of thing, Once you start, you can never stop.”

Designing a trap, letting the prey step into the trap by himself, and binding himself with ropes, this is indeed the style of that man.

"Actually," Yun Ning leaned her upper body forward a little bit, staring at the old man's eyes more firmly, "Your daughter suffers more than you know. Our people found out that Ms. Pesci suffered from domestic violence all year round. She occasionally The emotional instability in Cass has a huge relationship with Cass' violence, and if Miss Percy does not receive serious medical treatment, she can only live for another three months at most."

The old man straightened up excitedly, his wrists and the chains on his body clattered, his eye circles were red, this time he was really angry.

"What did you say? How dare he, he said he would keep Bell safe. Those drugs, those drugs will only slow her recovery. Domestic violence? What the hell did he do to Bell?"

There is a force pulling him into the memories of the past.

Pesci recalled that more than 20 years ago, his daughter wore a beautiful ponytail and insisted on pestering him to let him hug him. Seeing her smile, he lost all principles and immediately bent down to hug his little ancestor.

More than ten years ago, girls who entered puberty became taller and more mature women. He was worried that his daughter would be deceived by bad boys in school, so he insisted on picking up Bell himself every day.

Another time, after Bell's graduation prom was over, he secretly parked his car on the side of the road and waited. The young man was full of energy until the prom ended in the middle of the night. The daughter who looked like a princess saw the man beside her who was flattering and smiling, and the blood rushed to her head. The drowsiness dissipated. He rushed out of the car and pulled his little princess out of the crowd.

How can she become a poor girl for other men to vent their anger on a treasure that is obviously reluctant to leave her sight.

When exactly did the father and daughter drift apart, he cared more about military rank and status than the safety and health of his precious daughter.

Fascinated by evil spirits, he became a slave to desire, and his eyes were shrouded in money and power.

Looking back at this road again, he made the worst choice and ruined his beloved baby.

"Woooooooo..."

The serious superior has realized the reality, pride and self-esteem are nothing to him now, he is just an old man who regrets doing something wrong, crying so much.

The author has something to say: I haven't saved the manuscript, and I'm struggling to find time to update the status. I will update [-] today, but I won't update it tomorrow.

and this party is almost over, and the next step is the relationship development.