Russell followed roglo behind him. To be exact, he was carried behind the interrogator by two strong men. At this time, the spy had to thank each other for his broken body. If rogro walked fast, he would lose half his life even if he was dragged forward.


    But when they came to another room, the spy''s happiness was extinguished. In this well ventilated room, there was a strange smell, the smell of roasted meat.


    But this is by no means a celebration banquet for Russell''s promotion, because there are only two things in this room except chairs, a charcoal basin in the center and a variety of soldering irons around.


    Russell knew that the soldering iron was originally used to mark the owner on the livestock, but it soon became a kind of torture tool because of its frightening characteristics.


    He never thought that there could be so many shapes of soldering irons, even not just flat ones. Among those awesome instruments, he also saw the types with radians specially made to fit the human body curve.


    The spy could not imagine what kind of evil person could produce the ideas and ideas to make these instruments, and what kind of evil driving force drove him to put them into practice. He dares to say that there must be the participation of the devil. Only the devil who is addicted to scream and torture can have such vicious inspiration.


    "Welcome to the barbecue room. Oh, it used to have a more formal name, but later we all called it that. The main reason is that the smell here can''t spread out. If you look carefully, you can see that there is some grease in the cracks of each stone brick here. Cleaning up is crazy, so after the third cleaner really went crazy, we gave up The plan to clean up has been. "


    The two strong men laughed dully. They seemed to be satisfied with rogro''s humor. But Russell didn''t think it was humor, and he didn''t think it was funny. He just felt that his blood suddenly became cold, and the holes made by those copper rings didn''t hurt at all.


    Now he only hates himself. Why can''t he stay in a coma and wake up to face all this? Why didn''t he die directly?


    "Your face looks ugly. Is it too cold? Yes, this weather plus a bucket of cold water from the well, oh, it''s outrageous. You two are outrageous. It doesn''t matter. There''s a fire here. We can talk while baking."


    Looks like you''re the kind of person who can talk to your barbecue. Russell criticized in his stomach, but he could only criticize in his stomach. He didn''t have the courage to speak. Really, he didn''t have the courage at all. They seemed to have never existed at all.


    But so what? Will the world let you go because of your collapse? Can you stop the tragedy if you shout enough into the sky? No, never.


    The two big men pressed Russell on the chair, and then went to fetch another one for rogro. It can be seen that this room should not have a second chair, because sitting, you can''t pestle a soldering iron on a person.


    "Thank you, really, thank you, thank you for being so considerate of my disability. You see, master Russell, our department is not as cold-blooded as you think. We are full of courtesy and friendliness."


    With a bright but penetrating smile, Luo gro went into the chair, face to face with Russell across the charcoal basin. If Russell had strength, he would try to kick down the brazier and see if he could burn the damn camel.


    "Light the fire. You see, master Russell is shaking. This is not the way of hospitality. Where is our enthusiasm? Where is our hospitality? Oh, that''s how the world gets worse."


    "What the hell are you doing!" The spy bit his teeth and said this sentence. It exhausted all his strength. After that, Russell seemed to be darkened.


    Rogro narrowed his eyes, really that one, and then showed his yellow teeth. "It''s beyond my expectation, master Russell. I thought you wouldn''t talk again today. OK, good, you''re really extraordinary."


    The flame, rising in the white gray carbon block, burns secretly. The air between them was distorted by heat, and their face became unreal, like the reflection seen across the wrinkled water surface.


    "What do you want me to do? Well, objectively speaking, I want to leave some traces on you with these instruments. However, please believe that this is not out of malice. First of all, allow me to introduce to you the Department I am working for, the Department you are going to work for, our birth, mission, history and responsibility. It can be said that we ourselves are the embodiment of the spirit of secret instrument, and we are dead The walking dead, we are the drowning. "


    When the camel said the words "drowned", the expression on his face changed slightly. At that moment, he didn''t look like a butcher, as if he had changed back to a mage, but soon, as he continued to narrate, the butcher came back.


    "In the past, there have been great mistakes in this city. Our research has split us, and dangerous experiments have almost wiped out the city. That period was called the dark period by us. I believe you have heard of it. The apprentices of the other five schools will not learn about that period. Only we, secret instrument, record them and secret instrument know it Ladies and gentlemen, the secret instrument promises that the darkness will not come again. "


    "If there is anything better in our minds than animals, it is that we are more profound and complex in summing up lessons. The emergence of the dark period prompted the whole city to reflect on what kind of future we are pursuing. What does magic mean? Naturally, there will be no answer to this question. If there is, this is another mediocre city. If there is no answer, it is difficult to answer. Only by answering this difficult question can we give this place the name of ten thousand dharmas. "


    Rogro''s tone is full of banter and solemnity. These two contradictory emotions exist simultaneously in his words.


    "But the answer needs to prove that we need to maintain the foundation. We are the foundation of this city. Drowned people will seize all things that can keep them alive by all means. No matter how, this city has the significance of continuing to survive. Therefore, we have emerged. We are a non-existent department, a force specializing in risk research and taboo matters. We are interrogations A collection of people, killers, spies, everything that can''t be put in the sun. "


    "Do you think I look terrible? Oh, if you know how I became like this, I''m afraid you''ll be more afraid. Besides, my eye was eaten by an abyss demon. When it bit it with its damn slender mouthpiece and swallowed it, the damn eye was still in my eye socket! I''d rather it dig it out, really , that would be much better. "


    Trembling, I don''t know when it stopped. Russell looked at the camel in front of him, shocked by what he said, and felt some relief at the same time.


    Why is Miyi the least numerous of the six university schools? Why do a considerable number of members of the secret instrument school always disappear? Why is the security means of this city so simple and even childish, but it can ensure its continued operation?


    These questions are answered at once. Because someone is constantly removing the necrotic parts of this huge living city, just like the immune system in the body, they will stop the spread of necrosis at the cost of their own death.


    "A man who has an empty title but is well known can not be regarded as a real spy. A real spy always shows people in another format. If you join a drowning person, your previous life will become a disguise. This is very cruel, but as I said just now, this is a promotion and it can''t be violated."


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