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The sound in the interrogation room could be heard outside the glass.
After the interrogatee provided three locations, no one in the interrogation room made any move, afraid that any noise might wake him up.
But Hugo Clark immediately looked towards the glass outside.
Several people stood outside the glass, who, upon receiving Hugo Clarkâs gaze, nodded and immediately left.
Harton Clarkâs questioning continued, âHow many people in the domestic front are helping Henry Clark?â
âI, I donât know. We all act independently and donât contact each other. The team I led has all been captured by you.â
âWere you involved in the production of 319?â
âNo. We, we are only responsible for carrying out various tasks assigned to us.
There are dedicated researchers for 319.â
Harton Clark asked, âWhere is the research site?â
âI donât know. The stuff we got was at entertainment venues in various continents. Someone would give it to us there, and then we would send it out.â âWho is your superior?â
âI donât know. We use codes every time we meet. There are men and women, whoever we encounter. But since I got caught, their code is voided and wonât be used anymore.â
Harton Clarkâs expression darkened a bit, after dealing for several years. They couldnât catch anyone because the person was too cautious, leaving no small detail for people to notice.
âTo whom have you always been loyal?â Harton Clark asked again.
âI donât know who he isâ¦â
That was a question with several unknowns.
Harton Clark changed his inquiry, âThen describe him.â
âHe⦠he⦠he wears a black mask, his eyes⦠are light blue, and his face is not clear. Heâs about 6â1â³ tall and wears a suit⦠on his right hand, the right index finger has a ring.â
âA ring? What does it look like?â Harton Clark asked.
âItâs silver with a totem. And thereâs⦠thereâs alsoâ¦â The man being interrogatedâs face became worse and worse, âtwo letters Y⦠Hâ¦â
Daisy Zane listened to his words, her hands clenched tighter, and her expression grew colder and more indifferent.
Harton Clark paused for a few seconds, roughly piecing together the appearance he described.
âIs he a foreigner?â âHis hair is black, and he speaks Mandarin.â
He is of mixed race.
âDo you know his name?â
âThe first time we met⦠he introduced himself. He is called⦠Edward⦠Kirsten.
But which characters they are, Iâm not, not sure.â
Harton Clark looked at his scattered eyesight and hesitated, âThen⦠do you know where he is?â
âI donât know.â
Daisy Zane listened outside, her eyes trembling slightly.
âThen where was the last place you saw him?â Harton Clark continued to ask.
âAt⦠at⦠atâ¦â
The man being interrogated suddenly groaned, and his head drooped bit by bit. His breathing became more and more short.
âAt⦠at⦠ah!â
He suddenly gave a low growl, as if a trapped beast was about to break through the cage.
The movement was too considerable, making Hugo Clark and Allonzo Hobson promptly get up and walk to Harton Clarkâs side.
Meanwhile, the man under interrogation struggled violently.
But since both his feet and hands were tied, he was bounced back after a struggle.
With so much agitation, he broke out of the hypnosis forcibly. He leaned back against the chair, his eyes bulging upward at the incandescent lamp above him, gasping for air.
For an instant, there was sweat all over his neck and face.
Hugo Clark and Allonzo Hobson looked at Harton Clark.
But Harton Clark leaned against the table behind him, quietly watching him, his expression unchanging from beginning to end.
âYou, you hypnotized me.â The seated man didnât move, only his eyes moved, looking at Harton Clark.
Harton Clark looked at him without saying a word.
After a while, the man suddenly laughed softly, âNot bad, Edward Kirsten really isnât worth dying for. But⦠you also arenât worth doing anything for me! â
âEither way Iâll die. Even if I donât die, I wonât have a good life.â The man became more and more fierce as he spoke, âI wonât have a good life! None of you will have a good life either! Go search slowly! Donât expect to hear another word from my mouth!â
Harton Clark chuckled lightly, then picked up a dagger on the table, patted his face, and said, âI hope your sudden burst of courage can last a bit longer.â
He had hypnotized him just now, suggesting his discomfort, making him uneasy for so long. He also asked him so many questions.
He had revealed many secrets. For a dead professional trained man, it can be said to be a great humiliation.
Physical and psychological discomfort. Enough to suddenly stimulate his courage and the counter-psychology of refusing cooperation.
The man sneered, âYou can try it and see if I would say another word.â
Harton Clark lightly raised his eyebrows, then turned his wrist and inserted the dagger into his forearm.
The dagger pierced his forearm, and blood dripped onto his clothes and seat. The manâs facial expression twisted instantly, but he gritted his teeth and didnât utter a sound.
Harton Clark didnât even bother saying an extra word to him. He directly looked at the people behind him and had them take him away.
He expressed his utmost contempt for the trash.
The man seemed a little surprised, wondering why Harton Clark would start without asking him anything again, making his aggressive courage seem a bit ridiculous.
After he was taken out, Harton Clark said, âLet people ask all of them one by one. Reveal some information that the man said to them, and say that he confessed everything. Then tell them itâs to verify the authenticity of the information. If anyone says something that is false and different from what the others say, kill them.â
âUnderstood!â The Ye Family member standing by responded and went to order people.
âLock up that man just now separately, lock him inside the glass door upstairs. Donât treat his injury.â Harton Clark said, âAdditionally, find a few people he is familiar with and lock them in front of him. Treat these people a bit better. Let him see how we treat those who actively cooperate.â
âUnderstood.â
After saying that, Harton Clark left the interrogation room.
Of course, Hugo Clark and Allonzo Hobson followed him out. The two of them came out and saw Daisy Zane outside.
âBrook Sister, are you here too?â
âMm.â
Hugo Clark nodded at her again, greeting her.
Daisy Zane looked at Harton Clark and said softly, âThe hypnosis technique is not bad.â
Harton Clark smiled softly with his eyes and said, âThanks for the compliment.â
Hugo Clark looked at his Third Uncle and how he suddenly changed his face:
Allonzo Hobson, however, was already used to it and didnât find it odd anymore.
Harton Clark didnât bother with them, holding Daisy Zaneâs hand as they walked out, saying as they went, âAre you afraid? I might hypnotize you at any time and ask you what I want to know.â
Daisy Zane raised her eyebrows and provocatively said, âYou can try it.â
Harton Clarkâs hypnosis, the first step, was to break through a personâs psychological defenses, making them weak-willed and mentally scattered.
However, Daisy Zane had undergone extraordinary training, breaking her psychological defenses⦠hard to say the least.
This first step would be Harton Clarkâs biggest obstacle.
âI donât dare try.â Harton Clark smiled, âIâm afraid of getting beaten.â How could Harton Clark bear to attack her psychological defenses?
Hugo Clark: â