Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

The cold, glaring lights in the interrogation room made the red-eyed crow-men, who were tightly bound to the rack, appear even more disheveled.

Cui Ming, holding a tool with a metallic sheen, walked to Mei Xue's side, his tone softening slightly, with a hint of concern: "Come on, Mei Xue, what you need right now is to vent. I'll tell you how to use this tool."

He paused, his fingertips lightly tracing the edge of the tool, and added, "Although I don't recommend doing this, you are in a special case."

His words contained both consideration for Miyuki and a hint of concern, but ultimately he chose to let her release her pent-up emotions in this way.

Miyuki's gaze fell on the tools in Cui Ming's hands, then swept over the trembling crow people beside her. With a firm look in her eyes, she slowly nodded.

She stepped forward, took the tools, and said calmly but with certainty, "Don't worry, Brother Cui, I understand."

Miyuki knew perfectly well that Choi Ming's exception was entirely for her sake.

He knew he had too many emotions bottled up inside him, and if he didn't vent them, his mental state would only get worse. That's why he was willing to put aside his usual concerns and let her vent her anger on these villains herself.

She kept this sentiment in her heart, which only strengthened her resolve to properly "deal with" these crow people.

The red-eyed crowman, who was bound to the side, was already terrified. Watching the two of them exchange information about how to use the tools as if no one else was around, he was filled with despair and resentment.

isn't it?
Isn't what you're doing a bit inappropriate?
I'm right here!

This is completely disregarding me, and they're about to start torturing me right away, isn't it?!
But no amount of accusations would be of any use. It knew very well that a cosmic villain like itself, who made a living by capturing slaves, had no human rights whatsoever.

Let alone being subjected to such open discussion of torture methods, even if they were to endure even more cruel treatment, no one would stand up to defend them; this is the deserved consequence of their many evil deeds.

Cui Ming glanced at the terrified look on the crow people's faces, but his eyes remained completely calm.

If it weren't for the rules restricting the use of overly outrageous methods, he would have long since stopped preparing these tools and directly performed some precise surgical operations on the Ravenmen's brains—that method would extract information faster and more thoroughly, and also inflict the most extreme pain on these villains.

Cui Ming really knows these methods.

In the endless cycle of reincarnation, in order to survive and seek revenge, he forced himself to learn countless inhuman skills. Such methods of live dissection and brain manipulation were already extremely proficient in him.

In past cycles of reincarnation, the number of Star Guides who died at his hands and were meticulously dissected and studied by him was countless. Compared to those guys, what the Crow people suffered was just the tip of the iceberg.

Miyuki, holding her tools, walked up to the crow-man. Her eyes, which had been dazed before, were now cold.

She glanced back at Cui Ming, and seeing him nod slightly in acknowledgment, she no longer hesitated. The tool in her hand slowly fell—for her, this was not only torturing the villain, but also a reconciliation with herself, a belated emotional release.

The crow-man let out a sharp howl, but the sound was muffled by the pre-prepared restraints, leaving him only to struggle in vain.

Inside the interrogation room, the soft clanging of instruments mingled with suppressed sobs, while Choi Myung, Lin, and Asuka stood by, silently observing everything without a trace of pity. TPC knew everything about Choi Myung's interrogation; during their routine meetings, ostensibly to discuss Choi Myung, some members would even pull out prepared statements to vehemently criticize him, then complain about how poorly they wrote their own.

The sounds coming from the interrogation room were transmitted to the screens in the TPC command center via covert surveillance.

Several high-ranking officials stood around, watching the scene on the screen where Mei Xue was venting her emotions with tools while Cui Ming watched quietly. Their faces showed no surprise, and no one said anything to criticize Cui Ming's actions.

This is not tacit approval or indulgence, but rather an unspoken understanding among everyone—in public, people always voice different opinions about Choi Myung's style of doing things, either by raising questions or emphasizing the constraints of rules.

However, this disagreement mostly remained on the surface and never truly affected their private relationship.

Even the high-ranking official who usually disagreed with Choi Myung and seemed to be at odds with him the most actually had a much better relationship with Choi Myung in private than outsiders perceived.

The two would occasionally meet alone to exchange ideas on how to deal with alien threats, and even banter with each other, without any public confrontation.

To put it bluntly, all of this is a default "fishing" strategy within TPC.

By deliberately creating open divisions and sending the signal that "there is controversy among humans regarding extreme measures," they were trying to see if they could lure some foolish aliens—those aliens might mistakenly believe that there is internal discord and loopholes in the defenses, thus lowering their guard and willingly walking into their trap.

Every core member of TPC is perfectly clear-headed: compared to those who adhere to rules and act with restraint, Cui Ming's ruthless and direct approach is the most solid guarantee for humanity's fight against alien invaders, and the true frontline of human security.

Sawai looked at the screen, gently raised her hand to stroke her chin, and said in a calm but firm tone: "Let him do it. Protecting the Earth is more important than the superficial rules."

Yoshioka nodded in agreement. His earlier shock at the EDF's firepower had long since faded, and now he only had approval for Cui Ming: "Those aliens are very stupid. This show is just right to lure them in, and Cui Ming is the best 'bait' and protector."

The people in the command center reached a consensus and looked away from the details of the interrogation room—they didn't need to interfere with Cui Ming's methods, they just needed to make the follow-up arrangements and cooperate, waiting for those foolish aliens who had been "fished" to fall into the trap that had been prepared in advance.

Inside the interrogation room, Miyuki's emotions gradually calmed down, and the movements of the tools in her hands slowed down.

Cui Ming stepped forward, took the tools from her hands, and said softly to her, "That's about it. Leave the rest to me."

Miyuki nodded, the dazed look in her eyes lessening considerably, replaced by a clearer expression—this catharsis had ultimately served its purpose.

The bound crow people had long since lost their strength, slumped on the rack, their eyes filled with utter despair, devoid of their initial resentment and struggle.

The interrogation room lights remained cold and harsh. The red-eyed crowmen, having been drained of all their intelligence, lay slumped on the racks, too weak to even lift their heads.

The final round of interrogation concluded. Cui Ming put his tools away, looking at the recorded intelligence with a calm expression—it was simply that these Ravenfolk's technological level was quite poor, far inferior to the alien races they had encountered before. (End of Chapter)