Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
The Undercover agents drove Xu Lie back to the Special Investigation Team's base in silence. Zhang Yutao had refrained from communicating with Xu Lie through the earpiece, only stating that they would meet at the Special Investigation Team. Upon arriving, they faced a dilemma.
According to protocol, they should have escorted the suspect out of the vehicle. However, Xu Lie was notoriously cunning and had threatened that if he were treated poorly, he would reveal the locations of any hidden explosives. Although the Ancheng Cold Storage had already been bombed, who could guarantee that Xu Lie hadn’t planted more bombs elsewhere? And who could be sure that he had only set explosives at Ancheng Cold Storage?
If they didn’t escort him out, there was a risk that he might take the opportunity to flee. Would they dare to shoot him in the back if he tried to run? They could have executed him on the spot back at the General Hospital; why bother bringing him back for interrogation? It would be a pointless exercise.
Xu Lie, curious about the Special Investigation Team, grew impatient with the ongoing tension in the car. "I’m being so cooperative; what are you worried about?"
Xiao Duan was infuriated by Xu Lie's words, feeling his temples throb with anger. Cooperation? Blowing up Ancheng Cold Storage was his idea of cooperation?
But they couldn’t just sit in the car in silence. With a wave of his hand, the Undercover agents exited first and dispersed, allowing Xu Lie to step out afterward.
Uninformed passersby might have thought that a prominent boss was exiting, with such professional bodyguards accompanying him.
As Xu Lie walked through the lobby, a sudden buzz of chatter erupted around him.
"Ah, what a pity! The girl isn’t here; she must have been picked up by her parents."
"Did Lu Youyou really miss Xu Lie? If only she had waited a little longer."
So it turned out that Lu Youyou had been sitting in the lobby waiting for her parents?
Xu Lie raised an eyebrow and glanced around. The lobby looked like any ordinary office building—nothing particularly remarkable about it. The same went for the upper floors, which featured spacious cubicles due to a low population, a tea room, and at most a couple of lounges along with two large conference rooms.
If it weren’t for the Undercover agents leading him into a personal lounge equipped with cameras and audio devices in the ceiling, Xu Lie might have thought this was just a regular office.
Meanwhile, Zhang Yutao was discussing pre-interrogation strategies with the Psychologist. "So you’re saying there won’t be any results from the interrogation?"
"No, no," the Psychologist waved his hand dismissively, indicating it wasn’t so absolute. "As I mentioned before, Xu Lie holds onto his sense of personal justice."
Just like at the General Hospital—despite being targeted by drones and knowing he could be shot at any moment—he chose to surrender rather than create chaos among the public. Even so, he still set traps and blew up the cold storage facility.
From this, I can reasonably deduce that this person is deeply entrenched in his beliefs, and he cannot be swayed by mere words. Even at the cost of his own life, Xu Lie would not care; he is solely focused on changing the New Marriage Law.
As a high school student, even if he commits two or, rather, three bombing incidents, it would not shake the New Marriage Law. Zhang Yutao nodded in understanding: what the expert meant was that the captured Xu Lie could not take any action, and the bombs set outside were his final trump card.
His intention to change the New Marriage Law is tied to this trump card, so I won’t get any results from the interrogation; he won't abandon this leverage. The psychologist felt that communicating with such a stubborn leader was somewhat challenging: "Ahem, it’s not absolute; he might confess one or two things to prove the existence of this trump card. But he won’t reveal everything."
Understood, thank you, expert. Zhang Yutao then left to prepare for the interrogation. This was intentional; even during their earlier communication on the way here, Zhang Yutao had suspected that Xu Lie was deliberately trying to provoke him.
If Xu Lie had just arrived and Zhang Yutao rushed in for questioning, it would expose the flaw of his emotions being disturbed by Xu Lie. The initiative must absolutely remain in his hands, so Zhang Yutao suppressed his anger and calmly conversed with the psychologist to buy some time. He would only approach Xu Lie once his emotions were completely settled.
He nodded at the three undercover agents guarding the door, acknowledging their hard work. As soon as Zhang Yutao entered the room, his previously calmed emotions nearly erupted again. There lay Xu Lie as if he were at home, relaxed and carefree on the bed in his personal lounge, propping up his legs and resting his hands behind his head while humming an unknown tune.
Comment 0 Comment Count