Living in North America, working from 9 to 5

Chapter 131 LSD Interrogation
into the night...

Two agents of the organization in gray suits entered Irina's office, came to Roy, and motioned for Roy to open his arms.

Irina said from the side: "Cooperate with them, they want to scan if there is a positioning device on you."

Take out everything you have and put it aside.

Roy slowly opened his arms.

Two agents of the organization used special equipment to scan Roy's entire body. They scanned him three times and then nodded to each other to confirm.

"Follow me..."

Irina was the first to walk out of the office.

Three Mercedes-Benz S-Class cars had been waiting early in the basement of Building B of the Twin Towers. When they saw Irina coming down, the organization's agents opened the rear doors on both sides of the middle Mercedes-Benz.

Irina and Roy got in the car from the left and right respectively.

In the car, Irina handed Roy a piece of black cloth: "According to the rules, non-organizational people need to cover their eyes when entering the organization's facilities."

Roy took the opaque black cloth and wrapped it around his glasses.

A convoy of three Mercedes-Benz S-Class cars drove out of the underground parking lot, merged into the main road, and drove quickly towards the southwest.

About forty minutes later, the convoy stopped.

The car door was opened, and an organization agent came forward, held Roy's arm and guided him out of the car.

Then, two organization agents came together, supporting Roy's arms and following behind Irina.

Enter the elevator, go down for fifteen seconds, and the elevator door opens.

In the pure white room, the organization's agents took off Roy's blindfold. In an instant, the dazzling white light from the surroundings shone into Roy's eyes, causing him to squint slightly.

[Attacked by strong light: Light resistance +1]

Roy quickly adapted to the strong light around him and gradually opened his eyes.

Looking around, he found that the room was covered with fluffy white leather, and the floor and ceiling used integrated light sources, which was very advanced and sci-fi.

Turning his head back, Roy saw the bald No. 47, who was wearing a suit and sunglasses. Behind him stood two fully armed fighters wearing all-black special combat uniforms, tactical helmets, and holding AUGs.

"We meet again..." said 47.

"It's an honor to meet you again..."

Bald 47: “…”

Hearing this, he felt some discomfort all over.

Bald 47 continued, "We will conduct an interrogation test on you soon. If you fail, you will die here. If you regret it, I'm sorry, as long as you enter here, you will either become one of us or be sent out as a corpse."

Roy nodded to show that he understood.

"follow me!"

Bald 47 turned around gracefully, followed by two fully armed fighters, and Roy also followed behind.

As soon as he went out, four fully armed fighters came up and followed Roy.

Passing through a pure white corridor, Roy saw the staff here. Seeing that the staff were wearing uniforms of different colors, he guessed that it was related to the different division of labor in their jobs.

These staff members all wore an orange inverted triangle badge on their chests. It seemed that this should be the organization's logo...

Bald 47 stopped in front of an automatic metal door that opened and closed on both sides, turned around and looked at Roy: "Go in!"

Entering the door, Roy saw Irina.

Glancing at the room, he found that it was divided into an inner room and an outer room, which were separated by a wall. There was a huge glass on the wall through which one could see the inner room. If Roy guessed correctly, this should be a one-way mirror, which made it convenient for people outside to observe the situation in the inner room.

Through the one-way mirror, Roy saw a recliner in the middle of the room, with four staff members in white coats preparing things around it.

Irina smiled at Roy: "Don't be nervous!"

Roy just smiled calmly...

Bald 47 said from behind Roy: "You can go in now. Just lie on the recliner."

After relaxing his muscles, Roy walked through the metal door leading to the inner room without any fear, came to the recliner, and lay down directly on it, looking at the mirror in front of him.

It is indeed a one-way mirror...

Irina and Bald 47 stood together in front of the one-way mirror in the outer room, staring at Roy lying on the recliner.

Bald 47 said, "Do you think he can pass?"

Irina said, “Is it important?”

Bald 47 said, "If he fails, he will die here. I see you care about him a lot, don't you?"

Irina sneered: "Even if he fails, he won't die."

Hearing this, Bald 47 turned his head and looked at Irina with an incredible look in his eyes: "What? Are you going to break the rules of the organization?"

Irina smiled and said, "I have level 10 executive authority over him. Even the Supreme Committee of the organization has no right to stop me from exercising level 10 authority."

"You..." Bald 47's mouth twitched.

Irina turned her head and looked at Bald 47, and whispered: "He is the person the organization wants to recruit, do you understand? He is the person who must be recruited no matter what."

Hearing this, Bald 47's cheeks began to twitch: "If that's the case, then why did you ask me to come over to supervise? Just make your own decision..."

"Isn't this just a formality..."

"you……"

Bald 47 took a deep breath. He felt that Irina was just wasting his precious time.

47 was a little angry and stopped talking.

Inner room...

The interrogation expert looked at Roy and said, "I'm about to start. Relax your body. It will be good for you."

Roy didn't say anything, didn't even take a deep breath.

The interrogation expert turned to look at his men: "Are you ready?"

"All right, sir!"

A man in a white coat hung a bottle of liquid high up, and the interrogation expert used iodine cotton balls to disinfect Roy's right arm.

The next moment, the IV needle pierced the skin.

The interrogation expert adjusted the flow rate of the drip containing LSD.

The moment the drip entered Roy's body, a prompt sound suddenly rang in Roy's mind:
[Attacked by drugs: Lysergic acid diethylamide resistance +1]

[Attacked by drugs: Lysergic acid diethylamide resistance +1]

The warning sound will sound continuously, once for each drop of glucose solution that passes through the needle and enters the blood.

[Attacked by drugs: Lysergic acid diethylamide resistance +1]

In just a few seconds, Roy felt a little dizzy and the objects in his vision became double, but he did not have any hallucinations.

The reminder sound for increasing resistance continued to sound.

Beads of sweat began to appear on Roy's forehead, and his breathing became rapid, and he gasped for air through his mouth.

This feeling was completely different from the last time I drank coffee. They should have increased the purity and dosage. Roy thought: Intravenous injection is indeed faster and more effective than oral administration.

Two minutes later, Roy's dizziness had reached its peak.

There are faint signs of hallucinations.

Suddenly, the prompt in his mind changed:
[Attacked by lysergic acid diethylamide: Immune]

As the last prompt sounded, Roy's dizziness quickly disappeared, but his heart rate was still fast, which was related to his rapid breathing.

Since there was also a polygraph to detect heart rate and brain waves, Roy had to activate his top-level body control and performance abilities.

[Performing: Acting Skills +1]

Seeing that it was almost done, the interrogation expert asked the first question:
"What's your name?"

"Roy von Weizsäcker."

"How old are you?" "Twenty-three."

"What's your gender?"

Roy really wanted to slap him in the face.

What I was thinking was, can’t you see that?
"male."

Keep breathing deeply.

"What is your father's name?"

"Jacob von Weizsäcker."

Hearing the name, the interrogation expert turned his head and looked at the one-way mirror with an incredible expression on his face.

Irina outside picked up the microphone: "Go on!"

Looking back, the interrogation expert took a deep breath:

"What is your mother's name?"

"Ava Li."

His throat rolled, the interrogation expert swallowed his saliva, and turned his head to look at the one-way mirror again.

Irina’s voice came from the loudspeaker: “Continue!”

Turning back, taking a deep breath, the interrogation expert asked:
"Do you have any other family members?"

"Yes, I have a younger sister."

"what is her name?"

"Irene Li."

"Tell me about your family."

"My parents died in a car accident, and my sister, Irene Lee, suffered a severe brain injury and is currently receiving treatment at Presbyterian Hospital."

"Tell me about your occupation and position."

"Police, NYPD Brooklyn Police Department, Deputy Captain..."

At this point, Roy stopped, clenched his fists, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his heart rate continued to rise, and his breathing became more rapid.

[Performing: Acting Skills +1]

[Performance Critical Hit: Acting Skill +2]

The interrogation expert turned his head to look at the monitor monitoring the heart rate.

continued:

"Go on, tell me, what other occupation do you have?"

Breathe hard, breathe hard, breathe violently.

Resist, pretend to resist.

[Performance Critical Hit: Acting Skill +2]

"Scavenger..."

The interrogation expert temporarily turned off the drip flow valve.

"What is a street sweeper?"

"Helping others dispose of corpses and covering up criminal facts."

"Who is your superior?"

"Gordon... Gordon Fury..."

"Who sent you to infiltrate the organization?"

"No... no one..."

"What other organizations have you joined?"

“No… I’ve never joined…”

"Are you from the KGB or the CIA?"

“Neither…neither…”

“Has the Mossad contacted you?”

"No...no..."

[Performance Critical Hit: Acting Skill +2]

The interrogation expert looked at the heart rate monitor and found that the other party's heart rate was decreasing, so he opened the drip flow rate valve again.

Then he turned his head and looked at his subordinates who were detecting brain waves.

The subordinate nodded to the interrogation expert, indicating that there was nothing unusual.

The interrogator continued to ask:

“Have you had any contact with Indian intelligence agencies?”

"No...no..."

"What is your relationship with the referral person?"

Hearing this question, Irina outside immediately said into the microphone: "Skip this question!"

The bald 47 next to her turned his head to look at Irina and snorted.

"I and..."

The interrogator immediately stopped him:

"Stop, don't answer that question."

"..."

The interrogator continued:

"What is your purpose in joining the organization?"

"Get support and save Irene."

"Have you ever killed anyone?"

"Killed..."

"How many people have you killed?"

"A lot... maybe dozens..."

"Who have you killed?"

Irina's voice came out again from the loudspeaker: "Skip this question. He has killed so many people that you can't even remember their names if I tell you."

"Yes!"

Facing Irina's pressure.

Beads of sweat appeared on the interrogation expert's forehead.

"Stop, don't answer that question."

"..."

After a brief thought, the interrogator asked:

"What's your dark secret? Or, what's something you think you did wrong?"

"I...I...I..."

Roy's eyeballs rolled rapidly under his eyelids, and he began to grumble. His breathing became rapid again, and his heart rate rose again:
"My superior... asked me... to keep relevant evidence... and all information about the deceased... when I was cleaning the bodies... and also asked me to give him the information... Every time... I finished handling a body... I would keep the evidence left on the body for him..."

Hearing Roy's words, Bald 47's face suddenly darkened. He looked fierce, his face twitched, and he picked up the microphone:
"Ask him how many superiors he has and what their names are!"

(End of this chapter)