Research institute, detention room.
The entire room is a hexahedral structure made entirely of one-way glass. This special glass can withstand a sudden temperature change of plus or minus two hundred degrees, and can also withstand an impact of less than fifty tons.
Hundreds of cameras monitor the conditions of prisoners in the detention room around the clock, and three groups of researchers take turns watching the surveillance images, leaving no blind spots.
A bed, a sitting toilet, and a shower head, the condition is quite good.
The woman in the detention room has been held here for more than ten days. In order to extract useful information from her, the top brass of the Scientific Research Institute and the garrison decided to use the most brutal method of extracting a confession from her - fasting.
Because of this, it also triggered a small-scale war of words within the scientific research institute - those who love to condemn said that using this method of torture on a powerless woman is too inhumane and inconsistent with a city that has stood for hundreds of years in the midst of a catastrophe. A strong market should have the confidence it deserves.
In the detention room was the woman Huang Dashan captured.
Her originally slender robe, depicting a flamingo spreading its wings and about to take flight, seemed empty. Her mature and plump figure was now skeletal. Her cheekbones were high and her skin was pale. She was hunched in the corner of the detention room. She was completely motionless, with only the occasional movement of her bright eyes proving that she was still a living creature.
Outside the detention room, several high-ranking officers of the garrison frowned, among them General Ye stood out. His eyes as he stared at the display screen were somewhat self-hypnotic.
He said in a deep voice,
"This woman may really know nothing."
Another lieutenant general agreed deeply,
"Yes, yes, how could someone be starved for more than ten days and still not confess? Even the most violent criminal captured by the garrison was starved for three days to ensure his obedience - the feeling of lacking the source is really terrifying. .”
"There is air-conditioning coming out from between the bones. When I see my arms, I want to take a few bites... Last time I was on a mission, something happened. I was trapped in a ravine and starved for three whole meals. Even his mother I have gnawed all the grass roots in the cracks of the rocks, and I still have some psychological shadow. I have seen a psychiatrist several times, but nothing works, motherfucker."
The staff of the scientific research institute who controlled the monitor to observe the woman's information from various angles added,
"This woman is just an ordinary person. Hunger is not that terrible to her, but..."
Just as he was talking, another person pointed at the screen and shouted,
"No, she fainted."
"Hurry and save people, they may not be able to hold on anymore."
A few hours later, the woman woke up safely after some rescue efforts.
A total of twenty people in white coats stood around, staring at her without blinking.
On the wall behind her, her dark-skinned and strange-looking servant was locked with several metal chains, and his mouth was also covered with a chew used by animals. He could only growl an angry roar from his throat.
The dark-skinned woman kept struggling in her direction, vowing to protect her master.
The woman felt something was being carried around her hands and feet, and she held them up in front of her eyes for a look.
Then he smiled weakly and said,
"What's the new trick this time?"
The old dean smiled coldly,
"The thing you are wearing is the Chime Source Crystal Annihilation Generator. Your limbs, neck, and seven fatal parts of your body are also injected with half-centimeter-sized generators and sensors. The explosion power of any one of them is enough. Turning everything within a hundred meters in diameter around you into nothingness, this is Mingguang's latest technology, and you should be honored to be a test subject."
On her slender and pale wrist was a very simple white metal bracelet, which made a crisp sound. The woman fiddled with it absently twice.
"The naming ability and aesthetic sense of Mingguang people are really worrying."
The old dean said,
"From today on, you are free. Mingguang will no longer restrict your freedom, but your range of activities is limited to Mingguang and a radius of two hundred kilometers. Once you exceed this defined range, the generator will flash red to prompt you. You have three seconds to retreat, otherwise, the Source Crystal Annihilation Generator will explode within 0.01 seconds... Don't think about taking it off or escaping, it is impossible, and the generator It can be remotely controlled by the Research Institute. I hope you will treat it calmly and don't make mistakes."
The woman chuckled,
"Childish behavior."
The old dean hesitated.
The woman turned to the dark-skinned woman who was tied up.
"Night Breeze, be quiet."
The dark-skinned woman immediately stopped struggling and turned into a sculpture.
The old dean looked at the woman meaningfully,
"It's good that she can be controlled, so that I don't have to work hard to get rid of her. Ha, the location of the incinerator... Even if I want to refine this dean, I have to queue up honestly."
The woman didn't answer, but there was a trace of rosy color on her pale face.
"I want to see the strong and smart man who can defeat Night Breeze."
"who?"
The light flashing in the woman's eyes was the urgency and expectation that the old dean had only experienced back then.
Seeing this look in the eyes of a hot and beautiful woman, I believe any man's heart would skip a beat.
"He has a rugged appearance, a domineering voice, bronze skin, and a dangerous light always flashing in his eyes... I want to see him!!"
...
Six security guards from the Research Institute, wearing white star map uniforms with frosty faces, escorted two women, one black and one white, out of the gate of the Research Institute.
At the highest point of the dome of the strange-shaped building of the Scientific Research Institute, the old dean and the senior leaders of the garrison stood together. They did not look back until the woman was no longer visible.
"Dean, are you sure this is okay?"
The old dean was thoughtful, "Old Ye, do you believe in love?"
"..."
When General Ye heard this, he almost pulled off his beard with his hand on his chin, which made him tremble in pain.
Is this old guy suffering from Alzheimer's disease or something?
Several garrison soldiers with the rank of lieutenant general behind them looked at each other and laughed silently.
"Love is a good thing. The power of love can make weak people great, make wise people crazy, and turn even the most ruthless cold-blooded killer into a soft person."
General Ye was silent, his lips twitching.
You, an old bachelor over a hundred years old, are you discussing the true meaning of love with me?
You have to know that I have more children and grandchildren than the beard on your chin!
The old dean turned around and walked down the stairs, a cold snort coming from his nostrils.
"A group of stupid creatures dominated by their lower bodies, they don't know the greatness and ignorance of Bai's love."
A tall male researcher was already waiting for the old dean at the foot of the stairs. He said respectfully,
"Master Dean, everything is ready."
The old dean nodded, "How about the monitoring equipment?"
"operating normally."
"Where's the person taking the photo?"
The tall male researcher hesitated for a moment.
"It seemed that she was spotted by the dark-skinned woman as soon as she went out, but she didn't put up any resistance."
The old dean nodded,
"Ten more people will be added to the filming team, and they will rotate every hour. I will be able to find that woman on the screen every minute and every second of the 24 hours a day."
"yes!"
