In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 495: Who made Luna move to kill? (on)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In the dimly lit interrogation room, the atmosphere is always eerily quiet. This is actually a psychological tactic. In an extremely quiet environment, people prefer to make some sounds to relax themselves, and it is easier to pour out the secret of my own heart.

On the interrogation chair, a doctor in 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 and ordinary incandescent light bulb. The flickering, flickering lights made the atmosphere in the room even more depressing.

"You know what? I once suggested to a guy that he replace the contactless light bulb in his office, but he told me it was actually a psychological tactic. The spirit of the interrogators makes them more anxious."

Schiller's voice echoed in the room. Mark, who was sitting across 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 it 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 the normal posture. He just leaned his head on the back of the chair, then raised his head, staring at the light bulb and continued: " But the guy I'm talking about doesn't change the light bulbs, it's not because of that shit, he just doesn't want to spend money."

The communication between Schiller and Mark was not smooth. The two of them can be said to have shown the best qualities of two human beings.

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

He opened the railing door of the room and came to Schiller. When he was standing in front of Schiller, the shadow was casting on Schiller, blocking his sight. From this angle, Mark had a Very handsome face, and tall figure, but also has 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 discovered that the words in the first chapter of the agent manual do 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 in front of the interrogator, use the dominant position of body and posture to shape your own sense of oppression, and use some violent movements to make the interrogator feel that he is In a potentially dangerous environment..."

"If you are 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 make him tense up again, so that after a few rounds, he will Will speak..."

Mark, standing in front of Schiller, froze visibly to the naked eye. According to his current posture, the action he wanted to do just now should be to twist his wrist or snap his knuckles, but now, if he Keep doing these two moves, and it looks less like a hint of violence and more like a novice practice.

But there is no doubt that Mark has a wealth of experience as an agent. He did not lose his footing because of this. Picking up a document, he said:

"We have received a report, and the intelligence shows that you are engaged in espionage activities in New York State..."

"Intelligence shows that I am a spy of which country?" Schiller asked.

Mark's hand flicking through the document paused again. From the moment Schiller entered the room, every word he said was beyond Mark's expectations. Simply put, he didn't act according to the script at all.

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

Some people become dumb the moment they walk into the interrogation room. No matter what method they use, they can't make him say a word. Some people will use various words to prove their innocence, even It is Mark and the interrogation experts, and it is easy to be detoured into a dead corner of logic.

There is no doubt that these people have one common feature, they are extremely aggressive, attacking every weak point of the interrogator, and trying every means to escape.

But Schiller gave Mark the feeling that he didn't really want to get away, he seemed to want to stay for a while, no, maybe not for a while, judging by his appearance, he seemed to be planning to stay here.

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

"What are the consequences? The CIA has no law enforcement power, only investigation power that has been castrated countless times. You can bring me here because the person who reported me provided extremely detailed information. information."

"I think this should be the funniest case you have handled in the past ten years. You can even rush into my nursing home and threaten me with a gun to leave with you. Normally, you can only sneak around He is circling around the target, not only to beware of the target, but also to beware of the FBI..."

Schiller sat up straight, but still leaned on the back of the chair very relaxedly, he said: "Perhaps, you think this is a very simple case, I have so much information that you think, I am far inferior Those dangerous people you have encountered, because they will never leave so many loopholes and information for their opponents..."

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

"Now you want to ask for more information, but you just hope that you can gain an advantage during the trial, otherwise I will walk out of the court safe and sound like those opponents you have encountered, outside the trial scene, Show you a mocking smile, and give you a middle finger."

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

Mark threw the document back on the table, 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 exposed that you are indeed a well-trained agent, and normal people cannot avoid it."

"Your actions just now have exposed that you should be a well-trained boxer. Among the fighting skills of agents, they don't teach professional boxing skills..."

Mark took a deep breath, his chest heaved violently, he paused on the spot, then shook his head, Schiller said: "Will anger make your mental state unstable? How long has this been going on? Have you seen a doctor?"

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

After a while, the door of the interrogation room opened again. Mark, who was standing by the door, was talking with an interrogation expert, pointing at Schiller from time to time.

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

Schiller could see that Mark standing by the door hardened his fist.

But Schiller waited for a long time, but he didn't wait for Mark's outbreak. He shook his head and seemed a little disappointed.

Seeing that Mark turned to leave, Schiller suddenly fell silent. Just when Mark turned his head 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 loudly: "Can't you hear?! I said I was a Hydra! It was the Hydra that Captain America fought! The Hydra that almost destroyed the world in World War II!"

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

In an instant, Mark led a team of interrogation experts back into the interrogation room, and Schiller sat on the chair and sighed deeply.

Mark picked up the document from the table again, and the interrogators walked up to Schiller, set up a table in front of him, and then put on a number of physiological data monitoring instruments on him, which are commonly known as testers. Lie instrument.

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

"Not bad," Schiller replied.

From the corner of Schiller's eyes, a group of technicians were staring at the physiological data monitoring instrument. Mark asked a few more irrelevant questions. After confirming that the lie detector was working normally, he began to get down to business.

"What's your real name?"

"Schiller Rodriguez."

"Aren't you Russian?"

"No."

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

"Yes."

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

Although the data of 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 ~IndoMTL.com~ because what he said was the truth, but the truth was more tortuous.

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

"Yes."

"How many accomplices do you have in S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

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

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

"I'm the only one in this 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 it will also benefit your sentence reduction, so you'd better tell us what you know about Hydra The SHIELD and KGB intelligence tell us that this will do you no harm."

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

Mark stood up again, came to him and began to pace, 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 exposed , the KGB sneaked into Hydra, and then used the power of Hydra to send itself to the top..."

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

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

"The most important thing is, Nick Fury, director of S.H.I.E.L.D., is there any suspicion of inaction leading to the current situation?"