In the hollowed-out wall, strange plant bodies were suspended in the solution, emitting a dim light that illuminated the white ceramic tiles on the wall.
These products from the Sunshine Age were produced by industrial powers, and their quality remained spotless even in the Dark Ages.
In front of the wooden table, Zhou Tao picked up a spoonful of black paste with an iron spoon. After smelling it, he looked at the interrogator sitting in front of him with some disdain and asked: "You just eat this garbage? No way? Brother, you are in the army. Not only do you have to eat white rice, but you have to give us some bread and instant noodles, right?"
Facing Zhou Tao's questions, the interrogator looked calm.
You must know that they can't even eat these mushy things. All the food for them officers and soldiers is hardened dough cakes mixed with mud and starch. Eating these things every day even makes abdominal cramps a common occurrence for officers and soldiers.
These mushy things are made from fine flour and various vegetables and meats, and are even mixed with various salts, minerals and nutrients. This is a special supply only for scientists under the orders of Commander Lu. food.
As long as they can eat the garbage mentioned by Zhou Tao once a week, they will not get such a disease. This is how he feels.
But the interrogator just said to a soldier next to him: "Go to the warehouse to batch a bag of bread, and remember to report it."
"Yes." Without saying anything, the soldier who received the order turned around and pushed the door open to leave.
No matter what requests Zhou Tao makes after he wakes up, he must try his best to satisfy them. This is also a fatal order given by Captain Lu himself.
After a while the soldier came back with a small bag of bread wrapped in wrapping paper.
It was an unknown brand called Runfeng Bread. If such a thing were given to even the poorest people in the Sunshine Age, they would probably have to consider whether it contained some additive that could be fatal before eating it.
But now, even such a small bag of bread needs to go through layers of approval and registration.
"Give it to him," said the inquisitor.
Zhou Tao took the bun with satisfaction and started eating the dough in the bowl.
Looking at the way he was devouring it, you could tell that he didn't dislike the mess in the bowl, but just wanted to get something more in the hands of the interrogator.
There wasn't much goo, even with a small bag of bread, Zhou Tao wiped it out in just three or two strokes. He even licked the big teapot with a red star on it, inside and out. to ensure nothing is left behind that can be used.
After taking another sip of saliva to clear the blockage still in his esophagus, Zhou Tao let out a long sigh of relief.
"It's been a long time since I've eaten so full. It's not easy to live outside." Zhou Tao suddenly said with some sadness, "It would be great if they could eat these things. I'm afraid they were still hungry when they left." .”
The interrogator's face froze upon hearing this, and then he tried his best to hide his expression: "Can you say it?"
"Huh?" Zhou Tao suddenly changed his previous dejection and asked with a smile, "What did you say? Do I have anything to explain? I don't seem to have done anything wrong, right? Could it be those scum I killed? That’s not right, you seem to have lost contact with Jiang Butan, right?”
"You know what I'm asking you." The interrogator said with a sullen face, "That raincoat that can play a protective role, where did you get it? We need this clue."
"Oh, you are asking this. This is easy to explain in just one sentence." Zhou Tao picked his ears and asked, "But why should I tell you? Who are you? Are you my son? Could it be that I have Alzheimer's disease? I don't remember having a son like you, why don't you call me Daddy to reminisce for me?"
"Zhou Tao, you must know whose territory you are in now!" Listening to Zhou Tao's words, a trace of anger flashed across the interrogator's livid face, "If you don't tell me, I have a hundred, a thousand or even ten thousand ways. This method can torture you until you tell me. You should have heard what I am capable of. Instead of suffering all those tortures in vain before speaking out, it is better to speak out now in advance and don’t regret it later!”
Facing the interrogator's threat, Zhou Tao smiled, stood up and opened his arms: "Oh, then you come and try."
Zhou Tao's answer caught the interrogator off guard, and for a moment he wondered if Zhou Tao had slept too long and damaged his brain.
He is the most intimidating interrogator in the entire 23rd Division. Over time, he has gained not only reputation from those spies and traitors, but also an acquired aura.
He was convinced that even the most rigorously trained spies would probably run away subconsciously after seeing him.
Although it has reached the dark age, and although he has not awakened to become a dark warrior, his fists and kicks are still used on those gangsters, and his reputation is still known far and wide in the mouths of those people.
Before he could speak, Zhou Tao spoke first, with a sly look in his eyes: "You can't do anything to me, otherwise I wouldn't be here, but on the first floor underground."
"So save it, my chief." Zhou Tao said, sitting back on the wooden chair again, "Instead of threatening me, it is better to talk to me about the terms. After all, you are negotiating with me for cooperation now."
"Okay, then what are your conditions?" the interrogator asked in compromise.
"It's very simple, kill Jiang Shicheng!" Zhou Tao leaned down, his face darkened, and his tone was ghastly.
"Impossible, Jiang Shicheng has nearly a hundred secret warriors under his command." The interrogator said, "Why don't you make a more practical request, such as working together to escape from this place, this ghost place full of fog."
When Zhou Tao heard the word dark warrior, his expression was stunned, but he quickly got out of his daze.
"Okay, so since everyone wants to escape from here, what's the plan?" Zhou Tao spread his hands and seemed to finally compromise.
"Simple, just need..." Facing Zhou Tao's compromise, the interrogator was excited for a short time, but he quickly reacted.
Zhou Tao was trying to trick him into trying to get information about them from him!
This trick was originally his usual method on those prisoners and thugs, but he didn't expect that this trick would be used on himself today. He was accidentally bitten by a dog.
After quickly calming down, the interrogator sank deeply into the wooden chair and said, "You are a respectable opponent."
"Both each other, Chief Vulture." Zhou Tao was not at all upset about the failure of his plan, and said with a relaxed face, "You should know that a carefree person like me will not have any flaws."
"There are two simplest ways to make a mad dog loose its mouth: one is to cut off his head and chop it into pieces, and the other..." Zhou Tao smiled contemptuously and looked directly at the interrogator in front of him. The teeth shone with a penetrating light in the dim light, "Just let that mad dog bite off a piece of flesh and blood!"
The interrogator lost his strategy against Zhou Tao in front of him, and his previous methods on those prisoners were now ineffective in front of Zhou Tao.
Zhou Tao is right. A mad dog like him has no worries and doesn't care about death. He only has revenge in his eyes. He wants to stop, either to die or to bite off a bloody piece of meat.
Bang!
Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the wooden door that was originally closed was opened with a strong force and hit the tiles.
After the loud noise, a man in red armor walked into the room with a tired face.
Zhou Tao immediately noticed that this man wearing simple yet sophisticated armor had a transparent object on his body.
It was the raincoat he was wearing before, but now the raincoat was stained with blood and had long since dried.
"Get out." The man said calmly without any expression.
"You!" The interrogator stood up and seemed to want to say something more, but when he saw the figure behind the man clearly, he closed his mouth automatically and quickly walked out of the room.
Because the figure behind the man is the shadow from the top command of this place, the commander of the armored regiment of the 23rd Division's Fourth Regiment, Lu Lingyun.
"I said, don't let anyone see him." The man said coldly.
"Yes, I know." Lu Lingyun replied simply.
"We are just cooperating, and I don't want to coerce you with orders. After all, there are so many pairs of eyes looking at you below. I just hope that our cooperation will not break down, at least before we escape from here." The man said.
But this time the man did not wait for Lu Lingyun to answer. After speaking, he invited Lu Lingyun out of the room.
As the door closed again, only the man and Zhou Tao were left in the room.
"New face, what? Are you ready to torture me?" Zhou Tao looked at the man in front of him covered in blood with some teasing.
But the man didn't answer his words. He just took off his thin but blood-stained raincoat and threw it on the wooden table. Then he clumsily took out an extremely shriveled cigarette case from the clothes on his chest.
"Do you smoke?" the man asked, holding the shriveled cigarette case.
Zhou Tao was obviously stunned when he heard the man's question.
Cigarettes are in short supply in this era. Somewhere in this office building, you can even exchange a cigarette for a few ecstasies. Even the officers under Lu Lingyun are not willing to smoke casually, and this man in front of him But he asked him nonchalantly if he wanted to smoke.
Zhou Tao thought for a moment and said, "Here's one."
Zhou Tao doesn't know how to smoke. He just wants to see if the man in front of him will really give him a cigarette. Anyway, he won't suffer any loss.
The man nodded, then put both cigarettes into his mouth, took out a lighter and lit them respectively.
"Huh, I knew it." Zhou Tao seemed to have expected the man's behavior.
In his heart, everyone on Lu Lingyun's side was like a mouse, and even a crumb of bread would be plucked from their heads.
As for sharing the cigarettes, it is no different than killing these rat spirits.
In Zhou Tao's heart, he had already silently classified the man in front of him as Lu Lingyun.
However, the next moment, something surprising happened to Zhou Tao.
The man lightly puffed on the cigarette twice, making sure that the fire was completely lit at the end of the cigarette, then took one out and put it into Zhou Tao's hand while he was stunned.
Zhou Tao took the cigarette numbly, and the man exhaled a deep mist in the unfamiliar smoke.
"Let me meet you, my name is Li Fugui."
