"No, that's not the case..."
Polish Snow Tree retorted, whether he was arguing with Kawakami Tsumugi or talking to himself.
"What is it not, a Polish snow tree?"
The gray-haired young man asked,
"It is a fact that Mojito wants to get rid of you, and it is also a fact that he has not really reused you. From the time you woke up to now, I have not told a lie, I am just reasoning and assuming."
"Yes, the reason why Mojito regards you as an abandoned son is just my reasoning, but I guess it's almost the same... I'm not talking about Milian, are you really not aware of this?"
According to Kawakami Tsumugi's judgment, Milian should have had a relatively normal life before he completely entered the darkness. In other words, he received a very positive education in his childhood, which was so deeply ingrained that it still remains in his bones... …
Gangsters like Mojito like to train their henchmen from a young age, so Milian probably had problems at home when he was seven or eight years old.
It's no wonder that when this guy didn't fully wake up after anesthesia, he first called "Dad", then "Mom", and finally started calling "Mr. Esposito"...
It's not that Tsuyoshi Kawakami wants to know about these old gossips, but the few words that Poland Snow Tree leaked are enough for him to make inferences.
Therefore, in Kawakami's opinion, it is almost not difficult to break through the psychological defense of the Polish snow tree.
Then the gray-haired young man said pitifully:
"We can continue to reason: According to the previous conclusion, Mojito is guarding against your sense of morality, but this time he wants to kill you at all costs. From this, his secret must be to a certain extent... It goes against your moral sense.”
"I don't know if you have been following Mojito and know much about our organization. To be able to stand on the pyramid of the other world, our organization still has some bottom lines: for example, we will not sell drugs; for example, we will not treat others when interests are not involved. Ordinary people take action.”
"In other words, there is a high probability that Mojito will be liquidated by the organization. It would be a pity if you are still loyal to him." Kawakamiji shook his head.
Within the organization, this bottom line cannot be called the bottom line, which is outrageous, but it does exist.
The organization does prohibit that kind of business on the surface, but secretly it will definitely be affected by the environment. Anyway, Kawakami doesn't believe that the branch in country M has not intervened in this industry.
As for not taking action against ordinary people... the organization only does not interfere in the private lives of members, but if a member is caught by the police for committing murder due to a personal grudge, the organization will never help cover up the situation, and will most likely be punished by demotion.
After talking a little dry, the gray-haired young man ate another lemon candy. He turned up the lights in the room and moved closer to the Polish snow tree. Kawakamiji felt the pulse of the opponent's neck with his hand. The latter shivered because Kashasha's hands were as cold as ice.
His temples ached suddenly, and Poland Xueshu was alert that his brain was beginning to become confused, and the dazzling light made it difficult for him to see anything.
"Suddenly I realized that it was me who had the say all along..." the gray-haired young man suddenly said, "This is not possible. The interrogation should be your home court. The confessional agent should have already taken effect."
"Dizziness, heartbeat, pulse rate... Do you have a desire to talk about something? Don't worry, no matter what you want to say, I will be a good listener."
"Let's start with the first question of the interrogation:"
"Millian, do you think your parents' death had anything to do with Adrian Esposito?"
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Kashasha is a complete devil... After being squeezed out of all the information, Poland Snow Tree thought solemnly.
The image of the gray-haired young man who was gentle and chatty in the past was shattered in his heart. Until today, the Polish Snow Tree had only glimpsed the tip of the iceberg of this guy's true face. It's like tearing open the green grass and discovering that underneath there is a bottomless quagmire that preys on people.
"I have to say that you made the right choice." Tsumugi Kawakami smiled and comforted Poland Snow Tree, "Don't worry, I won't torture you again."
The Polish snow tree let out a sad laugh.
When Kashasha brought the topic to his parents, Milian's remaining rationality was evaporated by his eagerness for the truth.
But the gray-haired young man calmly used words to talk in circles with him, and then led him to reveal the information bit by bit... and in the end, he didn't know the truth about his parents' death.
I have to say that the effectiveness of the confessional agent is very powerful...
"It seems that you are comforting yourself? After all, you had to betray Mojito under the influence of the confessional. Is that what you think, Miriam?"
Polish Snow Tree is too lazy to pay attention to Kashasha now, and there is not a single truth in this guy's mouth. But the gray-haired young man grabbed his chin with his hand and took out another syringe - the same syringe that contained the confessional.
There was still a little confessional left, and Kawakami forcefully squeezed it into the Polish Snow Tree's mouth, which tasted a little salty.
"The confessional agent is still very expensive, so I just prepared some sodium chloride solution - commonly known as saline solution. You should be able to taste it." The gray-haired young man said, "This is also why I took so much pains to arrange it before the interrogation. scene and chatting with you for so long.”
"From the beginning to the end, I just exerted psychological suggestions on you. It was your personal wish to betray Mr. Esposito."
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Kawakami couldn't help but patted the Polish snow tree on the forehead, as if rewarding an obedient dog.
In fact, in addition to the tube of physiological saline, he also gave Milian some other medicine-it was not a confessional agent, but it could make the subject more emotional.
Whether it was using instruments of torture and electric shock devices to heighten the atmosphere of terror, or injecting a "confession agent" into Poland Xueshu in front of him, or describing Poland Xueshu's physical condition over and over again during the interrogation process, reinforcing that "he was injected with a confession agent" This point of view... is just for psychological suggestion.
The world is materialistic, but from a personal point of view it can also be idealistic. When a person wholeheartedly believes a lie and there are all kinds of perfectly disguised evidence to support it, the lie is true.
"you--!
! "
Poland Xueshu, who had not yet recovered from the interrogation, was so angry that he could not speak. He did not expect that Kashasha would stab him in the back at this time.
But this simple hapless guy obviously didn't know that the angrier he was, the happier Kashasha was.
Because next, the gray-haired young man proudly showed off:
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Speaking of Milian, we've met each other a few times, but do you know why I understand Mojito so well?"
"Because I am the same person as him... He brings disaster to others, kills innocent people, deceives his colleagues, has no conscience or moral sense, and uses all means. Even I can be worse than him."
Kawakami smiled maliciously. It was undeniable that he thought of the stroller.
"By the way, there's one more thing I'm going to lie to you about~ Unlike Italy's traditional gangs, our organization is not a good one either. The so-called bottom line is that there is no bottom line."
"Even if we don't get involved in certain businesses, it's not because of disdain, but because it's unnecessary. Our position is higher, and we can feast on the flesh and blood without having to personally attack the victims."
"So Milian, your betrayal is not because you were condemned by your conscience and turned from darkness to light~"
"So, you are a naked, pure, and utter betrayal."
"But when Mojito attacks you first, such a high-quality betrayal is a noble victory. Enjoy your victory, my dear Miriam."
This is a lie, Kashasha is lying...Poland Snow Tree told himself.
But he could indeed feel that the effect of the confessional was different this time from the one when Mr. Mojito interrogated him. So much so that he couldn't tell whether it was the drugs or the desire to talk that controlled him.
"What about my parents?" Poland Snow Tree hissed.
"Well -" Kawakamiji said in a long tone,
"Now that the information is in hand, why should I tell you?"
After saying that, the gray-haired young man left Poland Xueshu's room with cheerful steps, and he thoughtfully turned off the light for the latter.
