My Bungo system is a little different

Raina Bradbury was singled out as a single party in the multi-party meetings that preceded the operation.

On one side of the long table sat senior officials and secret agents of the Ministry of Justice, on the other side sat two special-class magicians, and Bradbury sat on the short end of the long table.

Although this meeting achieved a lot of results, the attitudes of all parties are actually still ambiguous-the verbal confrontation is not so sharp, but it is full of traps.

But overall it's friendly.

As far as the exchange of demands is concerned, both the government and the conjurer feel that the other party is much 'better' than they expected.

On the one hand, I feel that not all the 'uppers' are rotten people with corpses, and on the other hand, I feel that the super magician is not as unscrupulous as the rumors, and the magic power is soaked in his mind.

Besides, this friendliness also has a reason for Bradbury, who has been sitting there and not speaking much.

When she needs to be distracted to guard against her, naturally she will not annoy the other party who can become an ally at will.

In fact, every time the negotiations between the government and the conjurer progressed, several eyes would glance at Bradbury, trying to read some information from her expression.

But until the meeting was over, she didn't say anything about what she wanted out of it, other than a joke about being a broker.

This reaction was not taken lightly - all the rest of the people sitting at the long table knew that she was in charge of the current situation.

It's just that in front of interests, if she doesn't mention it, naturally no one will take the initiative to mention it.

In this way, the three parties temporarily reached an agreement on cooperation, and then began to discuss the plan for the first cooperative action.

Facts have proved that the progress to the arrest was relatively smooth.

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"Welcome back--"

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Clarice said without raising her head as she was flipping through the collection of poems she had dug out from a second-hand bookstore in her hand.

"It's too much to ask Sweet Party to bring you something salty!" Gojo Satoru, who can go out and wander around at will because of the spell, was not minded when he was 'ordered' by his Clarice to 'order'. The box of cheese scones was in front of Clarice.

Of course, he has more bags on his own, which apparently contain desserts for himself.

"Ms. stay away from sugar." Clarice folded the book on her lap and went to unpack the scone box with free hands.

Her eyes stayed on the logo on it for a second, and then she glanced back at the remaining dessert bag in Wujo's hand.

"What's the matter, do you want to try what I bought?" Wutiao asked casually.

"It's nothing." Clarice turned back and opened her box, and sniffed it after opening it, "I just thought that a person I know has a taste that is a bit close to yours. Oh, by the way, there is a private contact with you over there. Right."

"Oh...huh?" Wutiao was taken aback because the other party changed the subject without warning.

But he didn't make the rookie mistake of 'self-destructing' either.

Clarice turned around again, folded her arms against the back of the sofa, and faced five raised left eyebrows.

"You understand. Among the three of us, you have the highest personal force value, the cleanest record in the past, and the most sound personality. I came to you to exclude me from future transactions, didn't you?" She seemed Said without hesitation, the curvature of the mouth is closer to real pleasure than sarcasm.

Wujo's sunglasses slipped a little, and the two pairs of blue eyes looked directly at each other.

At this moment, a certain door in the house opened.

"I have a feeling that you are happy to see what happens." Xia You said as she came out of the room.

Clarice, who was lying on the back of the sofa, returned to her normal sitting position, but propped her right hand under her cheek.

"That's out of the question," she said.

What makes me happy is that at this stage of understanding what the government can do and what it wants to do, you still can't help but believe that I am better than them.

Old habits die hard.The rotten orange seems to have left a lot of stereotypes on the two of them.

"Don't worry, I'm very confident that I can finally get the result I want. As for what's going on, please pay more attention to your own affairs - isn't there no progress in getting that person to speak?" Clarice said.

This is true.

Since 'Kamo Xianlun' was captured in the sanitarium that day, this enemy has been under the control of two special magicians—they requested separate interrogation rights during the prior negotiations with the government.

But until now, they haven't even asked each other's real name.

It can only be said that neither Gojo Wu nor Xia Youjie has any effective experience in this area. As super magicians, they are usually only responsible for killing the enemy (spell spirit).

However, the sorcerer who is good at torture sounds strange.

Although they couldn't ask anything, the two didn't want to ask the government for help in this matter.

Firstly, "Kamo Xianlun" obviously knows a lot of secrets in the magic world. If they are pried open on the other side, they will lose the opportunity; secondly, the conspiracy of "Jamo Xianlun" has a deep connection with the two of them personally. , so there are things to ask that you want to know anyway.

But just can't ask.

So after Clarice finished saying that sentence——

"Me?" Miss Detective showed surprise on her face, "I think you think too highly of me, don't you?"

"You know more about him than we do." Xia Youjie said calmly, "And isn't routine one of the things detectives are best at?"

He used the word 'cliché' instead of the more violent ones.

"That's right, and I can give you a commission." Wujo Wu stood beside Xia You and echoed.

If you want to say how serious the two of them are on this point, that's not the case. In fact, it's just a try. It doesn't work. It doesn't hurt.

Clarice sighed: "You seem to have some serious misunderstanding about me...Forget it, let's leave it at that."

She agreed to the proposal.

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Originally, Chizhi didn't want to care about the rest of the captured Lingsuo, because he didn't have any information he wanted to ask from Lingsuo.

But when he talked with Wujou Xiayou, he realized that if these two people can't pry his mouth open, then his plan to leave all the troubles in the magic world to them will be bankrupt... …

This is not acceptable.Thinking of this, Chizhi still decided to help.

In Wutiao and Xia You's eyes, it might be easier for Wutiao and Xia You to ask about the matter of treating the comatose person, so he was mainly entrusted to ask about this.

But Chizhi is very clear that several important pieces of information are involved in bringing those people back to normal, such as Wuwei Transformation, magicians from thousands of years ago, containers, etc., so asking this directly will become a condition for blackmail.

So he chose to open the situation from another angle.

"Do you want to give a five-fold confession first?"

Clarice sat down on the ordinary chair across from the rope, and spoke in a cheerful tone.

After entering the interrogation room, Clarice's demeanor changed significantly, and a sense of inhumanity surrounded her that caused inexplicable fear and uneasiness just by looking at her.

Without waiting for an answer, she continued at a normal speaking interval: "You know, I'm still very interested in the data on the body and brain's response to drugs in your situation."

"Is this the script you imagined?" Ron Suo also asked.

This was the first time he had expressed his intention to talk after waking up, but the subject was obviously different from what the people watching the surveillance outside thought.

Clarice tilted her head slightly.

This was the first movement she made after sitting down. Before that, her body was completely still except for blinking her eyes from time to time.

"Your story is very boring." She turned her head back again. "Indeed, it is best not to have any style or genre in aesthetics, but for a story, boring is the most fatal point."

"Is it boring? I thought it was not bad in terms of providing entertainment." Ron Suo said.

It's hard to judge whether there is a flirtatious accusation in this sentence, anyway, only two of the people who heard it frowned.

"It seems that you have misunderstood something." Clarice said after a moment of silence, "I mean 'your' story is boring, not the story you wrote is boring. I try to save it with the ending."

This time it was someone else who was silent.

Once, because of the attitude of the woman across from him, he felt that she would not be his real enemy, but now he realized that the position of not needing to be the enemy was enough to make the situation worse.

Clarice was still watching him.That look seemed to be looking at an insect that was about to be sealed in amber, rather than looking at a person.

Lin Suo couldn't understand the other party's brain circuit.He has been operating in the magic world for thousands of years, and he has "witnessed" the life turning points of Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie, so even if he is imprisoned, he can get information from them when he is interrogated.

But looking at Clarice, he felt that he was looking at a creature that was completely unfamiliar.

——It’s not like the curse spirit, the curse spirit is easy to deceive.

But in front of this——

"Are you expecting me to ask 'normal' questions?" Clarice said in a timely manner, "For example, what do you want to use Tianyuan for? Your thousand-year plan?"

Clearly the conversation was back on the 'right track' a bit, but listening to the other party's words lacking in pitch ups and downs, Suo's heart sank for some reason.

"Actually, after I met you for the first time, I went to meet Tian Yuan. To be honest, I think his story is also very boring, and his fatalism is very stupid." Clarice went on to tell herself directly again, "I'm actually a little Tired of it? The whole story of the conjuration world is not to my liking, but I found a new playmate because of it, and I'm sorry to sacrifice your stage for this."

The apology in her words at the end even sounded genuine.

"Wujo Wu and Xia Youjie won't allow you to do this." Before Lin Suo could react, he had already blurted out this sentence.

Hearing this sentence, Clarice didn't even blink her eyelids, nor did her expression change.

She seemed to be kind enough to give Ling Suo 5 minutes to think, and then she spoke again.

"It's okay, I respect them as much as I respect you. Provide data for medical development, and I think they will agree that this is a good ending. As for those things you are worried about, I don't think there is a need to worry about it. Give new stories Wouldn't it be nice to leave some puzzles?" As she spoke, Clarice actually took out a few ampoules and an unopened syringe from her pocket.

"I haven't been able to find sodium thiopental for the time being, so let's just make do with scopolamine. By the way, the conditions are simple. Forgive me for not being too lazy to abide by the principle of sterility."

Clarice tore open the syringe packaging, opened an ampoule with one hand, and began to draw the liquid in it.

Although she was preparing to inject a confession, judging from her words and behavior, it was obvious that she had no intention of asking serious questions at all.

Excessive scopolamine will really kill the body directly!

what to do--

Due to the limited capacity of the syringe, Clarice only drew two ampoules at a time. She deftly pushed the needle up to expel the air, and then walked behind the five cords that were immobilized by special means.

There was a fleeting slight pain in the back of the hand, followed by the coolness of fluid entering the veins.

After a while, Clarice withdrew the needle and walked back to get the few remaining ampoules she had left on her chair.

The feeling of dizziness began to appear, and the breathing and heartbeat began to change——

In the end, the hope that the other party was deceiving himself also fell through.

There was a slight sound of the ampoule being broken.

When Clarice turned around again, the voice of the person being interrogated almost collapsed sounded in the interrogation room.

"I know how to make the whole world interesting through Tianyuan."