Chapter 25

Relying on his willpower and thick skin, Wen Xishu significantly delayed the interrogation progress.

By the time Xie Changfeng realized it, it was actually already a bit late.

He suddenly realized that he had been provoked by words and had made many ineffective moves during the interrogation process.

It must be said, this kid Wen Xishu was truly hateful.

Those words didn't have high lethality, but they were extremely insulting.

Of course, he had encountered foul-mouthed people before, and generally, a beating would make them obedient.

But Wen Xishu's bones were harder.

Even though Xie Changfeng had interrogated so many people, Wen Xishu definitely counted as a tough nut to crack.

At this moment, Wen Xishu was covered in wounds, his flesh was rotting, and he couldn't open his eyes, but his face could still express contempt.

Xie Changfeng was tired.

The main reason was that he himself realized that if he didn't produce interrogation results soon, problems would likely arise.

So, he began to order people to prepare to inject Wen Xishu with truth serum.

Wen Xishu's brain was dizzy, his consciousness blurred, but even at this time...

He was not in a hurry.

He still used a mouth full of blood and a slurred voice to maintain the previous rhythm, verbally attacking Xie Changfeng.

He knew that this hurdle could not be avoided.

But if he were anxious now, he would expose his weaknesses.

From a young age, Wen Xishu had understood one thing... to win by any means necessary; even if you couldn't win, you had to make the other party win uncomfortably and unpleasantly.

However, he really couldn't think of any more tricks.

Because his consciousness was blurred and ethereal, from time to time, it gave him a feeling of being unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Vaguely, he seemed to hear... footsteps in the distance.

But the next second, he saw the figure of a man again. That person was standing in the clouds and mist, his face unclear, just making a gesture.

It was a shushing gesture.

"Xishu, keep it a secret."

"From now on, let's play a game where whoever speaks first loses."

He seemed to have returned to his childhood, nodding happily, with the feeling of his brother wanting to play happily with him emerging in his heart.

Is this the memory of "Wen Xishu"?

Wen Xishu, for no reason, changed from the first-person perspective to the third-person perspective again.

His consciousness was indeed somewhat chaotic.

He suddenly thought that perhaps this body was just like this, when in very dangerous situations and extremely lacking a sense of security...

It would think of Wen Zhaohua.

That person who could bring a sense of security.

Wen Xishu felt inexplicably envious.

He was actually the owner of this body now, but he also had a segment of his own experiences.

Although he had already accepted the transmigration, in terms of self-cognition, he hadn't fully accepted himself.

A long time ago, Wen Xishu also wondered, what would it be like to have an older brother?

Would he take away half of his parents' love, or half of their hatred? Would he spare him from those terrifying experiences?

"Wen Xishu, what kind of help did Wen Zhaohua give you!"

"What's going on! Is the truth serum ineffective on him? Increase the dosage!"

"Don't worry about it, if he goes stupid, he goes stupid; he was a fool to begin with, give me more!"

A vague, distant voice came from afar.

It was like someone talking under a blanket, not clear, but it seemed possible to feel the other party's exasperation.

Wen Xishu wanted to speak. He felt that the voice was gradually merging with Wen Zhaohua and with everyone in his impression who was worth trusting.

He gradually lost the ability to judge and thought about opening his mouth to answer the questions.

But the figure in the distance was still standing in the clouds and mist, maintaining the shushing gesture.

It was just that the mist was getting thicker, and the figure was getting more and more blurred.

Finally, Wen Xishu heard what seemed to be a rather hearty laugh. But he really didn't have the energy to think about what the laughter was.

The medical staff felt it was incredible.

After the truth serum was injected, this young man could actually still remain silent.

He had already increased the dosage slightly according to Xie Changfeng's instructions. But now it seemed... the target still possessed a sense of defense.

It is said that people who are extremely insecure inside will have a certain ability to resist truth serum.

But there was no scientific basis for that.

The effect of truth serum makes people unable to distinguish whether the voice comes from someone they trust or from the interrogator.

Ultimately, under the guidance of the voice, they will tell everything they know.

But Wen Xishu actually held on for one round.

The medical staff couldn't help but wonder, could it be that in this young man's world, there wasn't a single trustworthy person?

He really didn't know Wen Xishu's experiences.

With secrets hidden in his body that might be enough to be "sliced and studied," the entire Wen family was slaughtered.

Except for himself, the only one alive was that super-criminal named Wen Zhaohua.

In such an environment, he really didn't know who to trust.

However, no matter what, he couldn't hold on for a second round.

The medical staff prepared to increase the dosage for the second time.

Xie Changfeng suddenly became nervous; that secret...

That secret that even the upper levels wanted to know might be about to be known by him immediately.

He swallowed his saliva and said:

"Quick! Don't stop!"

Invisibly, his sixth sense told him that he had to race against time.

But he was still too slow.

A burst of hearty laughter came, and Xie Changfeng was startled.

"Little brats of the Security Bureau! You've become slack!"

A few seconds before the laughter, it was still in the distance, but as the words fell, it had already arrived nearby.

Among them, there were occasional muffled groans; those were the sounds of the guards.

Xie Changfeng wanted to shout out instantly: "Enemy attack!"

But when he saw the face of the old man, he couldn't call out.

"Looking at you like this, it seems you haven't asked anything? Hahahahahaha..."

The old man's laughter was very cheerful.

Xie Changfeng's complexion was very ugly; he recognized who this person was. He hadn't expected such a figure to appear here.

Albert Napolitano.

According to rumors, the man who climbed to the ninetieth floor of the Slaughter Tower.

"Doctor, has this little brat already been injected with truth serum?" Albert actually already had the answer.

Looking at Wen Xishu's unfocused eyes, he understood that the Security Bureau no longer cared about the health of Wen Xishu, a person who had performed meritorious service.

His smile gradually disappeared, freezing in a position with quite a bit of pressure, and his eyes also became a bit sharper:

"What about your human rights supremacy?"

The doctor knew who Albert was but hadn't met him, nor did he know that the person in front of him was a bunker legend; he just felt a sour numbness in his knees as if they were about to kneel down.

"In... injected, and the dosage was increased, but... but nothing has been asked yet."

As if the person injected with truth serum wasn't Wen Xishu, but the doctor himself, facing this old man, the doctor subconsciously told the truth.

He thought Albert was going to fly into a rage, but Albert laughed out loud again:

"Hahahahaha, really not bad, really not bad, he actually didn't confess; this kid's foundation is still okay, right?"

"Alright, thank you for your hard work testing him. I have to take him away; the Three Towers Academy is still missing one enrollment spot."

He patted the doctor's shoulder quite kindly, without using force, but the doctor and Xie Changfeng were both stunned.

Because they hadn't seen clearly how Albert had teleported from the doorway to the doctor's side.

At this moment, Xie Changfeng couldn't help but recall the rumors about Albert.

Slaughter Tower, Desire Tower, Mysterious Tower—all can grant sequences and certain attributes.

But these attributes cannot be brought into the bunker; no matter how you dominate in the Three Towers...

Once you arrive in the bunker, you can only be an ordinary person.

This is why so many people perform immortal meritorious deeds in the bunker, only to return to the bunker and still have to accept exploitation by the upper levels.

So people all think that the Three Towers game is just a game, and everything is virtual. Except for those material rewards.

But there is a saying here that if someone can break through to the ninetieth floor in a certain tower...

They might be able to bring the attribute panel from the Three Towers into reality according to a certain ratio.

At the same time, they can disappear from the Heavenly Ladder ranking, making it impossible to check, becoming a so-called "hidden powerhouse."

Most people think this saying is just a means to stimulate people to go to the Slaughter Tower.

Although everyone loves to run to the Desire Tower, if the abilities could be brought into reality, people would be more inclined to choose the abilities in the Slaughter Tower.

Because that is a solid ability that can deter others.

In short, many people, including Xie Changfeng, did not believe this saying was true.

Until this moment, Xie Changfeng looked at Albert Napolitano and suddenly realized...

Perhaps a part of the rumor is true.

This man can truly use a little bit of the power from the Three Towers in the bunker.

(End of chapter)