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Chapter 382 Professional Great Memory Restoration Technique

The special affairs files handled by the Secret Service in the past will only be kept internally and will not be made public.

Therefore, for opponents like the Blood Cup Cult who have been completely eliminated, except for a few senior leaders within the Secret Service, there are almost no channels for others to obtain relevant clues.

This is of course a necessary protective measure.

Human beings have always been gifted in the art of committing suicide. Even children know the switch that their parents have repeatedly ordered not to touch. If they don't touch it with their own hands and try it, they feel that their entire childhood is incomplete.

Later generations of high-voltage power distribution designs had dozens of fool-proof designs, but none of them could prevent some people from making their own barbecues.

In Wang Yunxiao's view, there is another important consideration in sealing secrets in this way, which is to reduce the possibility of time travelers going back to the past to modify history.

You shouldn’t think that the protagonist in the novel learned all kinds of life skills without any teacher as soon as he traveled to the past. If you were to find someone and let him travel back a hundred years ago, he would easily be picked up by someone, let alone making soap.

Now they have a similar problem.

The records of the Blood Cup Cult in the police station can be said to be completely blank. We can only have a general understanding of the Blood Cup Cult by relying on the autobiography of the last Emperor Fuso and recalling old events with veterans like Mr. He.

Wang Yunxiao knocked on the table heavily: "I have a rather impatient temper. Let's not talk about useless things. I just want to ask you one question: Let's talk, or not?"

"Okay, Mr. Tong, you are also a decent person. Let's show some dignity to each other and talk nicely."

Wang Yunxiao knocked on the table and said seriously: "Don't say you don't know about the Holy Grail Church. If you can talk, we will have a good chat. If you don't want to talk, we have a way not to talk."

"Of course I understand, I just don't find it easy to understand my hatred."

Mr. Tong snorted coldly: "Wang, which side are you on?"

"I'm asking you, not you."

"Really?"

Mr. Tong licked his lips and wanted to ramble, but he saw Wang Yunxiao stood up and went to get the whip: "Hey, wait! It's a new society now! You can't torture to extract a confession...ah!"

"Don't you understand this very well?"

Wang Yunxiao didn't quite believe it.

"Is such that."

Veronica nodded and said: "Your torture method is too violent. It can easily kill someone. He will be injured all over, and he may have to find a lawyer to sue you later. It is totally worth the loss. I suggest using a milder method. Means, such as finding a towel to cover his face..."

"fake."

Mr. Tong, who was brought out from prison, was still tough-talking, but when he saw that it was Wang Yunxiao and Veronica who were interrogating him this time, he suddenly showed a guilty expression on his face.

Veronica sat aside and watched quietly as Wang Yunxiao finished the ten lashes, and then she said, "It's inappropriate for you to do this. If those who are compassionate see it, they will say that you have a violent temper and have problems with your character."

"Then take a kettle and pour water on his face?"

Wang Yunxiao smiled and said: "In the past month, there have been dozens of young women missing in Nantong District alone. It doesn't matter if they are made into Holy Grails. How many times should I whip him and he becomes violent?"

"I don't know what you are talking about. I want to find a lawyer, but you haven't found one for me. This is breaking the law knowingly!"

Where did these people dig up the discontinued inheritance of the Blood Cup Sect?
Mr. Tong was dishonest and cunning. Perhaps he had the mentality of being lenient if he confessed and going to jail. Although he truthfully confessed his crime of kidnapping Li Mumu, he concealed something more important.

Seeing Wang Yunxiao turn around to get the kettle, Mr. Tong quickly begged for mercy: "I said! I will say anything!"

Veronica directly denied: "Cultists are die-hards. They are very strict and will not be pried open so easily. Now even if he is willing to confess, it is false information to confuse us. Anyway, the Qin Bureau gave it to us The one-hour interrogation time, you play the first half, and I will be responsible for the second half. I should have told you that the predecessor of the Forward Church was the Carmelite Church, right?"

"Yes, you told me that it is still an ascetic sect."

"That's right, although we have now given up the old ideas of asceticism in the past, the old guys left behind by our predecessors are still there. This time I brought back a few sacred artifacts." "Wait! I said! I Tell me everything! You don’t need to whine..."

Wang Yunxiao put a towel on Mr. Tong's face, held a kettle and asked Veronica: "What kind of sacred instrument?"

"Have you ever heard of Iron Maiden?"

"The kind with thorns inside?"

"Don't you understand this very well?"

Wang Yunxiao knew that Veronica was talking nonsense. If it was really what he knew, she wouldn't be able to carry such a big thing by herself.

But this does not prevent them from continuing to talk about cross talk.

After a pot of water was poured down, Mr. Tong became sluggish and in a trance.

Democratic techniques seemed to be very effective. If he continued to be ignorant, Wang Yunxiao decided to give him Mao-style techniques.

First cut a plate of ear shreds and cook them for cold serving.

"I said……"

"I think he still looks very reluctant."

"Nonsense, his lungs are full of water now and he can't speak even if he wants to."

"Yes!"

Wang Yunxiao punched Mr. Tong in the abdomen, causing him to spit out all the tea he had just drank.

"I was negligent..."

"What did you neglect?"

"There was no chili powder in the pot of water just now. Please wait while I go to the kitchen..."

"I said! I said it all! Holy Grail Cult! I know!"

Mr. Tong shouted at the top of his lungs.

However, just when he said the three words "Holy Grail Cult", his neck suddenly seemed to be impacted by some force and tilted to the side.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Veronica rushed over, took out the steel gear cross and stuffed it into his mouth, shouting: "The Lord said to destroy all demons and monsters in the world! All evils will be eliminated! All evils will be dispersed!"

A slender blood-colored leech bounced away from the back of Mr. Tong's neck.

Half an hour later, Wang Yunxiao returned to the director's office with the interrogation transcript.

"That old guy is all gone."

"it is good!"

Qin Xiangdong was overjoyed when he heard this. He took the interrogation transcript and opened it to look at it carefully. However, the more he looked at it, the more serious his face became.

"There are three more dens, all with sacrificial rituals?"

"These are just three places he knows. It's hard to say what he doesn't know."

Veronica added next to her: "According to the usual behavior of foreigners, to hold such a large-scale sacrificial ceremony, there must be at least seven or thirteen altars. Other altars may be distributed in other urban areas, and there are also You may meet tougher guys.”

(End of this chapter)