Chapter 5 Chapter 4 Color

The narrow room was filled with a strong and mixed smell of tobacco. A spotlight shone the dazzling light on Ge Gongdao's face, making his black face turn whiter. Three PCPD police officers sat opposite the iron square table, wide open their eyes, and constantly exerted pressure on their eyes. The other three PCPDs brought instruments and stuck some patches connected to the wires on Ge Gongdao's head and limbs.

"What is this? Can you tell me?" The black-faced man winked and said, "My name is Ge Gongdao, nicknamed Ge Heizi, and he is a mixed-employed soldier. This time my intermediary is..."

Bang, he was hit by a stick in his stomach, using a rubber-covered iron rod. He groaned and asked, "I will give it my own initiative, why are you still hitting..."

"Let me tell you, let me talk! If you move around and loosen the patch, you will have to be beaten!"

"Just say it, don't hit it. My kidney is useful, don't be so cruel." When Ge Gongdao saw that the man raised the stick again, he immediately closed his mouth, sucked his lips in, and clamped it with his teeth.

Even so, the stick fell down and hit his arm. Ge Gongdao closed his mouth tightly, glared at the man, and there was no smile on his face.

"It's a waste of time." The blue shirt in the corner stood up and waved at the interrogator holding the stick. The stick was heavily inserted back into the belt. The police officer snorted coldly and retreated, giving up the position in front of Ge Gongdao.

Pick, snap, snap... With the sound of leather shoes knocking on the floor, the blue shirt came to the front of the Gogong Road. He seemed to have some kind of scary or disgusting aura, and the PCPD immediately retreated and avoided.

In fact, in terms of appearance alone, the handsomeness of a blue shirt is the kind of harmless type. It will not make you feel uncomfortable, nor will it make you feel difficult and close to you. Many people will feel trust from the elder brother next door or childhood playmate in their hearts when they see him, which is obviously conducive to his interrogation.

"My name is Custer, and I am here to assist PCPD in investigating this case..."

Although he saw the helplessness and sneer in the eyes of the police, and the so-called "assistance" must be a lie, Ge Gongdao still decided to accept it all. He nodded slowly and firmly, and made a gesture of "Whatever you say is what you say."

"Don't be nervous, I disdain those savage methods. I just want to ask you a few questions." Custer stretched out his hand and slowly and firmly pressed his fingertips on the patch. A cold feeling stimulated Gogongdao's skin. "You can speak, don't worry about affecting the operation of the instrument."

"Huh...thank you, I'm probably relieved." Ge Gongdao put out his previous smile again. "What kind of instrument is this? It looks quite mysterious."

"This is a PY5B special ability detector, which can find your bloodline characteristics or shadows from the traces." Custer started the machine, and a stream of numb and itchy current came from the patch and began to run around in his body. "Some cunning bad guys are hidden among ordinary people. Only by detecting everyone can I ensure that I will not be deceived by shadows from the ability or bloodlines from the computer."

Gogongdao looked at the instrument carefully so that he could avoid confronting Custer's eyes. He continued to maintain a relaxed and close state. Gogongdao said, "Hey, it turns out to be this kind of device! Just ask me directly. My grandfather has werewolf blood, and his hands can be transformed into extended claws. I should have inherited werewolf blood, but it is too thin to transform."

"Werewolf blood? No, your bloodline is a dog, it is very thin, and you can't see the specific breed. Your special ability that particularly likes to get close to people and make others feel close at the same time should be the last legacy left to you by your bloodline."

Bastard! My family is a werewolf! If the dog bloodline is of this ability, then you are the dog king. The master of the canine bloodline - Ge Gongdao secretly complained.

Custer fiddled with the instrument for a while, and finally nodded and said, "Apart from this, you are just an ordinary person, and you have never used shadows."

"I've always wanted a ghost energy bomb pistol."

Custer kept his usual smile and said, "The intersection of shadows is like a meeting between people, and if you are destined, you can be destined. Well... to a certain extent, you are very similar to me, but I need to know more to determine whether you are destined to me."

Ge Gongdao shuddered, and his nose said that the blue shirt was extremely dangerous, and a solemn and bloody smell condensed into the man's flesh and blood skin and slowly penetrated out. Zhuang Xuteng was right. Never mess with the Scarlet Company Special Operations Team. It is not good to do it right, but getting close to such people also has huge risks.

"Uh...that's too...that's great." Ge Gongdao's speech was a little trembling. He tried hard to suppress the trembling, and then said: "I am a hired soldier named Ge Gongdao. I am willing to accept work at any time, as long as I can bear it. My contact information..."

"People with PCPD know how to contact the hiring soldiers, which means I know."

"That's good, then we will see each other again if we are destined."

"Of course it will." Custer wrapped his fingers around the wire, pulled the electrode patches suddenly, leaving a clear but not lasting hot pain for Ge Gongdao again and again. He slowly tore off all 28 patches, stared at Ge's black face with a pair of red and blue gradient eyes, and asked slowly: "I checked 40 people before, you are the first to have blood or shadows."

"Oh? Just me? What does this mean?"

"This means that you, including you, are all wastes and can't cause such a big trouble. At best, you are a chess piece. No, you are not even a chess piece, at most, you are scraps on the background board."

He slapped Ge Gongdao's cheek with the back of his hand and said, "You are of low value and can be abandoned at will. I personally hate seeing the hiring soldiers, and PCPD is in a hurry to find a murderer or a substitute for the murderer. Your only choice now is to tell everything you know, otherwise..."

"If you don't do this, I will take the initiative to say it." Ge Gongdao tried hard to keep a smile and began to tell. How did he get into this industry, how did he take on the task this time, who was the middleman, and what kind of "records" the middleman had. He kept saying that he was willing to provide military recruitment services, as long as the money is right and the task difficulty is right.

His words were fast and fluent, except for a little nagging, which was completely in line with the interrogator's requirements. The Blue Shirt asked, and PCPD asked again again with a picky look. They nodded and looked at each other, making Ge Gongdao think that at the end of the interrogation, the Blue Shirt asked someone to take out a syringe containing gray potion.

"Also... I'm still getting an injection? I'm most afraid of it. I've been afraid since I was a child." Ge Gongdao began to shake his legs and said tremblingly: "Can you not get an injection? In addition, can you let me go to the toilet first? I'm almost unable to hold it in."

No one paid attention to his request. Two people clamped their arms tightly, and the other quickly injected the medicine into it. It hurts very much near the pinhole, then it begins to itch, and then becomes numb. This numbness spreads upward along the arms, causing a sensation of dizziness when it comes to the brain.

Zhuang Xuteng was right - Ge Gongdao had a thought in his mind. At this time, he was very grateful to the handsome young man for his information, which also made him ready to deal with it.

The crotch of his pants gradually became wet, and a smell of urine spread, which scared the PCPD and took a step back in unison. The blue shirt also frowned and moved away slightly, and he didn't want to get dirty from Mo and others.

"Such a big guy is actually scared!" An interrogator sneered and then asked Ge Gongdao: "How come you have this problem?"

"I was startled by a sneeze when I was three years old. I got diapers and then I got this problem."

PCPD noticed that Ge Gongdao's eyes were blurred, his head was shaking, and his voice was weak. He was obviously under the influence of drugs, so he seized the time to interrogate and answered all the previous questions again, checked the answers one by one to see if he was lying and whether he had concealed them.

Ge Gongdao was always groggy, but he did not lose control completely like Zhuang Xuteng. The incontinent urine penetrated his pants and flowed on the iron chair and cement floor, attracting ridicule from others, but also secretly took away the influence of the gray drug.

Dog bloodline? You are the dog bloodline! Our Gore family has always been werewolf bloodline!

By his generation, the werewolf bloodline was already very shallow and had long lost the ability to transform, but it was not without other functions. First of all, he was stronger than ordinary people and was more burly in training; secondly, his metabolism was very fast, especially by being able to detoxify by urinating - as long as he drank enough water.

The medicine is just diluted, not completely without influence. In terms of the body, not to mention the limbs, Ge Gongdao can't even lift his eyelids. However, on the spiritual level, he is still clear inside and can completely control his thoughts and mouth. During the interrogation, he only said what he needed to say and what he should say, and revealed a little more information than when he was not taken. This was intentional, because the extra points were all proved by supplementing details to prove that what he said was the truth and would never cause new problems.

In this way, his testimony was so stern, that everyone believed that he was just an overly enthusiastic and annoying hired soldier, and no one would associate him with the bombing.

"It's not this guy, he has no clues. Bastard!" The blue shirt had no affectionate smile anymore. He raised his foot and kicked the interrogation chair away, and fell out with Ge Gongdao. The chains and handcuffs were clattering, and the big guy collapsed in his urine like mud.

No one showed any sympathy or compassion, and they were still discussing the case. "The 6.23 explosion should continue to investigate, ask everyone in the three blocks around, and don't let go of any clues! I mean, even if you see a mouse passing by, as long as you don't know the mouse, it will be suspicious!"

PCPD looked bitter. They knew very well that this was a chore, a broken chore, but they didn't dare to be angry or speak out.

"What should I do if these people I have interrogated?"

"That's your PCPD business. I don't care how you explain it to the city government." said Blue Shirt. "I will continue to investigate until the truth is revealed. You must continue to cooperate!"

(End of this chapter)
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