Light Spirit Epic Chapter 2582: The ultimate victory over the king’s cavalry (37)

Chapter 2582 The absolute victory over the king's horse (thirty-seven)

Ten minutes later, all the androids who could be arrested in the banquet hall were arrested according to the list. Among them, there were sixty-two androids who were carrying acid bombs and planning to launch suicide attacks. Man, Bedivere broke into a sweat just thinking that these guys might detonate acid bombs together in the arena causing heavy casualties. Fortunately, there were not many androids that were resistant to anesthetics. Occasionally, a few fish that slipped through the net were simply solved by Bedivere. As a result, none of the acid bombs were detonated again until the capture was completed. , this farce finally ended safely.

"Just now, the artificial people with acid bombs on their bodies will all be put to death. There is no need to tolerate them." Elder Hassan instructed the guards.

Bedevier has no objection. The guy who came to this kind of banquet with that kind of bomb on his body must be in order to die with everyone. This kind of android is a spy sent by the academy.

"You helped a lot just now." The werewolf youth turned to the dark elf boy beside him and said, "I'm late to introduce, I'm Bedivere. Are you...?"

"Desmond Hassan." The other party replied: "Elder Hassan's adopted son. This time he was summoned in response to your request."

"I see." Bedivere did ask the elders of the Brotherhood to find an elf (or a dark elf) to help him as a "lie detector" so that he could interrogate the androids. Find out immediately if the other person is lying. Unexpectedly, Hassan called his adopted son Desmond directly, and he also helped on this occasion.

"Will the interrogation of the androids continue?" Desmond asked again: "In my opinion, the people who just held the bombs were all bad people, and the rest should be good people, right?"

"It's not that simple. Anyway, let's interrogate the rest of the androids one by one." Bedivere shrugged and said, "The lie detector is up to you."

"Of course." Desmond replied coldly and politely.

In the dark basement, the interrogation room was temporarily transformed, with two chairs facing each other across a heavy iron fence.

"Come and talk to me." Bedivere, sitting in a chair, looked at the android opposite the iron fence. It was a middle-aged uncle in his thirties, with a weather-beaten look on his face, but no one could guess that this guy turned out to be an artificial human being replaced by a real person after plastic surgery.

"Academician Malosky. An old minister who has served the Melson Brotherhood for 20 years. But he is an artificial human." Bedivere took the information on the list and said to himself: "I ask you two Questions, please answer truthfully. Depending on your answer, we can let you go."

The android opposite swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"First question, when did you become an android? Were you an android twenty years ago, before joining the Brotherhood?

Second question, what relationship do you have with the Academy, are you still at the mercy of the Academy, do you follow their orders? "

"...I don't know anything! What kind of man-made man! You caught the wrong person!" The other party suddenly shouted: "I am a human! Human! It started more than 20 years ago. I've always been human, and then I joined the Brotherhood! You can't treat me like this!!"

"...full of nonsense." The dark elf boy beside Bedivere hummed softly: "He knows his android. The replacement should be within the next few years, probably within a year or two. Well. The real Academician Malosky is long gone, replaced by this despicable android."

"Humph." Bedivere also snorted: "This guy can't stay. Take it away."

"No! Wait! How can you do this! You don't have the right to judge me! You----" Before the cunning android could finish speaking, the guards came up and gave her a *, put him Knocking and dragging away.

"Huh." The werewolf youth sat on the chair again and sighed: "This is the tenth in a row... Damn, are all the androids in the academy some evil fellows? , why is everyone so full of lies."

"Is there any need to continue the interrogation, Mr. Bedivere?" Elder Hassan's voice rose from the loudspeaker in the corner of the ceiling of the interrogation room: "I don't think it is necessary to continue the interrogation, anyway, these androids are all So evil, just send them to death."

"No, let's continue the interrogation." Bedivere took a sip of tea and said, "There are still 120 people left... I believe there must be some good people among them. It can't be. Because most of the androids are spies sent by the academy, all the androids are regarded as bad guys and killed with one shot."

Desmond, who was watching everything, was silent for half a second, then suddenly said: "I didn't expect you to be an unexpectedly optimistic person, Mr. Bedivere."

"Oh, am I?" The werewolf youth said with a half-smile, "There was another guy who said I was a pessimistic guy before, and your opinions were unexpectedly opposite, haha."

The dark elf boy shrugged and didn't answer.

"Tired? Would you like to take a break before continuing?" Bedivere asked.

"No, it's fine." The other party said, "It's just a little annoying to listen to the turbid heart sounds of those artificial people. I can handle it."

"Cloudy?"

"And your heart sounds very clear, Mr. Bedivere." Dismond added: "There are people who have faith and those who don't. It's just two extremes."

(Believe.)

Another android was brought into the interrogation room, the man in his twenties sat in a chair, looking a little reserved.

"Um..." Before Bedivere could ask anything, Desmond let out a low hum.

"What's wrong?" the werewolf youth hummed.

"Although it seems a little disturbed," the dark elf boy whispered in the ear of the werewolf youth: "But this guy's heart is also very clear. I don't know if that means anything."

"Just ask," Bedivere said.

"Academician Schlinder, single at the age of twenty-two, joined the fraternity five years ago. Because of his hard work, he was promoted to academician three years ago." He picked up the document in his hand and read it: "I want to ask You have three questions. First, do you know that you are an android? Second, you were already an android before you joined the Brotherhood, or did you replace the deity after you joined the Brotherhood and fake it with your android? Third, the Academy Is he still in control of you?"

"...I don't know what you're talking about, sir." The other party said innocently: "I'm a human. I've been a human since I was sensible, but not an artificial human! You really have to believe me! I've been working hard in the frat for five years, and I've done so much for the frat, don't you see?"

Bediver frowned. This answer is almost the same as the answer of another android before. Is this guy also a big talker?

"...Angry. Excited. But not false." Dismond whispered, "He probably really doesn't know anything."

"Is this possible?" Bedivere gave the dark elf boy a suspicious look. The other party shook his head, with an expression of "I'm only in charge of polygraph detection, don't ask me about the rest".

"...Ok, Academician Slinder. Let's assume you really don't know you're a cyborg." Bedivere turned to the cyborg: "Then tell me, you The first things that can be recalled."

The other party was silent for a while, as if trying to recall.

"...the beach."

"Beach?"

"Very beautiful, very beautiful scenery. The sky is clear blue, and the beach is an endless tidal flat covered with white fine sand. Blue glass-like translucent sea water, undulating on the beach, As if breathing. . . . and her, Rosemary. Oh, my dear Rosemary..."

Bediver frowned: "Your wife?"

"No... Who the **** is she... Can't remember..." The guy's memory seems to be getting confused here: "It's... ..can't remember...my Rosemary..."

Then the man actually covered his face and started crying.

The situation even left Bedivere a little overwhelmed.

"There is no logic to what he said, but it is strange that he is not lying." The dark elf boy said: "Maybe he meant to tell the truth, but his memory was tampered with, or he was cursed by magic. Such things are sealed."

"...is such a thing possible?"

"It's possible, because we've been doing this." An unfamiliar voice suddenly rang from the speakers on the ceiling of the interrogation room.

"Who are you?" Bedivere asked quietly.

"Who hacked the system in the communication room?!" From the same loudspeaker came the exclamations of the technicians on Elder Hassan's side ~IndoMTL.com~.

"I'm an agent of the railway organization, just call me Di Geng." The voice just ignored the noise of the technicians and continued to chat with Bedivere: "I'm sorry to talk to you in this way, Betty. Captain Deville. But the fraternity is very well guarded, so I won't infiltrate it."

"Anyone from the railway..." Bedivere remembers that the former railway chief Desemona also said that there would be an agent named "Digen" who was about to contact them, but unexpectedly Contact in this form really has the style of the railway.

"I appreciate your infiltration ability, but hacking into the Brotherhood's system without authorization is not a commendable thing." Bedivere then pretended to protest: "I am not willing to meet frankly. There's nothing to talk about, we'll see you another day, Mr. Dicken, please come back."

"Really. Would you rather meet me face-to-face?" Di Geng said, "This matter can also be arranged. Wait a moment."

After a few seconds, a bald man in gray casual clothes with sunglasses suddenly leaned halfway out of the exhaust pipe on the east side of the room and waved to Bedivere: "You see me now."