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Chapter 308 The 108th Torture
Nata instinctively jerked the steering wheel, trying to knock Musk into the embankment beside the road.

But this was the moment that Mus had been waiting for.

He slowed down instantly, taking a break.

Nata's collision sent him crashing into the guardrails on both sides of the road.

The taxi flew straight out of the car.

Squeak! Crack!
The taxi was like an overturned turtle, with its two wheels still spinning.

Nata struggled to climb out of the driver's seat, only to be grabbed by the head by Musk.

Before Nata could say anything...

Mus pressed his head down into the muddy ground.

Is it brutal?
Muslim never said he was a good person.

He was just a villain with principles and a conscience.

Look at what happened to the messenger, and you should understand.

More than a decade ago, in Nevada's black areas, there was no room for good people to survive.

Nata knew he was no match for Mus, so he did not retaliate.

Instead, he followed the method taught by Cat's Eye and cleared his mind.

Mus had only recently received the mark from Janus.

He certainly hasn't mastered many of the abilities imprinted yet.

If the brain doesn't think about it, it's difficult for a Muslim to extract anything useful.

That's what Nata thinks.

But Mus is not the kind of useless piece of trash who becomes worthless without his special abilities.

He slowly pressed Nata's head into the mud.

As oxygen levels dwindled, Nata's survival instinct compelled him to struggle desperately.

Muss chatted with him like an old man: "You're the child Cat's Eye adopted in Thousand Flower City, right? I wonder if he's ever mentioned his time in Neva City to you?"

Nata didn't say a word, but just frantically slapped his hands against the mud.

Moose timed it perfectly and lifted Nata's head up: "I don't need to explain, you should know that he's a complete devil."

Nata didn't answer; he spat out the mud in his mouth and gasped for breath.

Before he could calm down, Mus pressed his head back into the ground.

This time, the duration lasted seven seconds longer than the last time.

"Cat's Eyes wasn't always this gentle and refined. Anyone who saw him for the first time would think he was a madman who had escaped from a mental hospital."

Mus patiently talked to Nata about Cat's Eye's past.

This wasn't just casual conversation; it was simply a form of interrogation.

By repeatedly suffocating, the brain is deprived of oxygen, leading to a loss of consciousness.

Then, through casual conversation, they subtly probe the confused interrogation target to elicit the information they want.

In well-equipped interrogation rooms, tools such as towels, basins of water, and hallucinogens are typically used to achieve similar effects.

But right now, Mus doesn't have that much stuff on hand, so he can only make do with the mud from the fields.

This method is often used for interrogating people with brief intelligence.

It could be something like saying someone's name or showing them a map so the interrogation target can point to a specific location.

For longer intelligence reports, large doses of hallucinogens or torture are needed.

Of course, this is a tactic used against people who are tight-lipped.

For most people, you can get the information you want out of them just by punching and kicking them.

Those methods are completely unnecessary.

When the time was up, Mus lifted Nata's head up again.

This time, he didn't even have time to spit out the mud in his mouth; he was desperately inhaling air through his nostrils.

Like a fish left on the beach after the tide goes out.

"Perhaps you don't know this, but Cat's Eye has already died once. Now, it's like he's wearing someone else's skin, which is why his appearance has changed so drastically..."

Would you like to see him again?

As soon as Mus finished speaking, Nata's head went back into the mud pit.

"If I contact him using your phone now, do you think he'll come to rescue you?"

Mus picked up Nata's phone and unlocked it with the other person's fingerprint: "I don't think so. After all, a guy like him wouldn't adopt a child and raise him himself unless he had some special purpose."

He probably treats you like a toy, something he'll discard when he gets tired of you, just like the methods he used when teaching you how to dispose of a corpse.

It's such a shame, I wonder if you'll ever see a real cat's eye before you die...

Forget it, you'll probably only be disappointed, you'll also feel despair.

Upon hearing this, Nata struggled even harder.

He put his hand on Mus's arm and scratched it frantically with his nails.

Mus was delighted to see this.

It's good that there's a reaction; a reaction means that Nata is starting to make connections.

As long as Nata is willing to make the connection, Mus can read the location of the cat's eye in his mind through the imprint.

"I see there's someone in your trunk. Is that your target? To make a boy dress up as a woman and seduce men is a disgusting and perverse hobby."

"What do you plan to do with this person? Will you just throw him into the mountains to feed the wild animals, or do you plan to dissolve him with hydrofluoric acid like before?"

Nata did not answer.

But under the pressure of suffocation and the provocation of Muslim's words, he began to have wild thoughts.

Nata was just a teenager.

Don't expect him to be like the secret agents in the movies, having undergone rigorous anti-torture training.

Mus seized the opportunity to use the mark to slowly invade Nata's brain.

When asked about the methods used to dispose of the body, he successfully obtained Cat's Eye's current location.

"So it was originally in a wooden house halfway up the mountain?"

Mus loosened his grip and muttered to himself.

Nata rolled over, lying on his back, panting heavily.

But his hand quietly moved toward the pistol.

Just as Nata's hand was about to touch the gun.

Two figures appeared in front of him. A hand covered in an unidentified black substance picked up the pistol.

"Have you found the location of that mask?"

1208 asked, holding a gun.

Mus nodded: "We've found it. Cat's Eye is still in the cabin in the mountains, waiting for this guy to bring people back."

1209 retorted with a stern face, "Hey, I scanned the entire mountain with a detector and didn't find any trace of the mask."

"This message is one I just read, it should be correct..."

After 1209 said that, Mus was also a little uncertain.

This was the first time he had officially used the mind-reading ability of the imprint, and he didn't know how accurate it would be.

Cat's Eye is in the basement of the cabin. It's not an ordinary mask, but a mask with a certain strange adaptability.

The scanning devices on ordinary armor couldn't detect his true form.

Ai Liang, who had been watching the show from above, spoke up to offer a reminder.

With the analysis of the engraving, Ai Liang easily sensed the location of the cat's eye.

However, in order not to expose herself in front of Janus, Ai Liang did not intend to interfere with the Countermeasures Bureau's arrest operation.

He only intended to watch from above, offering at most some covert assistance.

(End of this chapter)