Chapter 504: Chapter 505 Inhumane Interrogation Methods_1
"You’re still using the term ’interrogation’ so ambiguously... There’s no need for shyness, you’ve already put this woman in such a position, just do whatever you want to do," Lamia spread her hands, "I won’t stop you. On the contrary, I can cooperate a little to make your game even more enjoyable. Need big sister to inject you with some goodies—"
"Exile!" Aiden was already running out of patience to entertain this guy’s crude jokes, and he used exile to throw Lamia to the corner of the room outside of the cage.
"This brat isn’t fun to tease at all," Lamia sighed in boredom from outside.
The main reason Aiden threw Lamia out was because the rules of the Wordless Code could affect him too. Once he wrote a rule that compelled truth-telling, Aiden would find it hard to avoid answering any question himself. If Lamia were to suddenly ask about some classified matters, a breach of secrecy would almost certainly occur. Throwing Lamia away, and using the cage to block out sound, would prevent that concern.
"Kid, if you want to do something bad, now’s your chance," the goddess of revenge was still tempting Aiden from within the cage, "You can set it so people outside can’t see in, right?"
Aiden actually could do that; the cage could block the light reflected off the surface of objects as well as sound. The power of the "chaos" authority of the demonspawn could forcibly eliminate the boundaries between different things, causing them to mix in disorder, while the power of "order" could create those separations.
Aside from trapping opponents, the punitive confinement could also act as a shield, and it could create a dark room unseen by outsiders or fully deprive the caged individual of sight and hearing. It was a broadly utilitarian ability.
"You talk too much, how about I exile you too," Aiden coolly suggested in his thoughts, "Wonder if the great goddess of revenge would just dissipate like a puff of smoke without a body."
"You have no reaction to crude jokes at all?" the goddess of revenge commented, "Trying to see you flustered seems to be quite a challenge."
"In this line of work, I’ve dealt with countless female prisoners trying to flirt with me, and there’s been an idiot succubus making lewd remarks at me consistently for the past two years. It’d be hard not to develop some resistance," replied Aiden nonchalantly, and then he started to write rules in the Wordless Code demanding immediate and complete detailed answers from any person questioned within the domain.
Then, Aiden looked at the furious female officer, "Answer, to the best of your knowledge, including yourself, how many people are loyal to Mr. Bloodcoat—that is, the masked man you’re currently loyal to?"
After asking the question, he commanded the mercury golem to unfasten her gag.
"Grr!" The female officer’s expression twisted viciously as she tried to fight the mysterious force compelling her to reveal the truth, but she failed, "Twelve..."
The number was more than Aiden had estimated, and it possibly wasn’t even all of them. Mr. Bloodcoat was highly efficient; most of the military personnel involved in the core work at that base were extremely loyal to the military. Otherwise, they would not be entrusted with such classified tasks. Yet such loyalty became a vulnerability in the face of the power of "rebellion."
"How many can access the research facility’s restricted core area?" Aiden pressed on, "Name them!"
"Mmm, four, four of them, the names are..."
The female officer struggled to answer the question, and just as Aiden noted down her reply, she suddenly bit down viciously on her own tongue, with such force that she bit it off.
She convulsed in extreme pain while blood poured out from the corners of her mouth.
Aiden watched the scene calmly and began to recite the divine word "return."
The spilling blood immediately flowed backward, and the severed tongue slowly reattached itself.
At the same time, Lamia also noticed that the room was cleaning itself up at a visible speed.
"This power is quite practical, it could be used to tidy up the lab, and even restore used reagents," she suddenly began to think "order’s" divine words might not be too bad after all.
Aiden looked at the female officer restored to her original state, then spoke coldly, "Continue the interrogation. What instructions has Mr. Bloodcoat given you?"
"Your interrogation is really inhumane, but I like it," commented the goddess of revenge from the side.
"Each opportunity to write on the Wordless Code is precious, it’s better to use divine words to resolve issues that can be resolved with divine words," Aiden responded.
The three writing opportunities on the Wordless Code were like three independent skills; each skill had to cool down for a day after use.
The female officer continued to give answers in despair. Each time she provided a complete response, she tried to harm herself to stop revealing secrets, but the power that restored everything to its origin healed her time after time.
Through several rounds of rapid questioning, Aiden gradually figured out that this female officer was responsible for logistics work at the research facility, including some clerical tasks and the requisition and disposal of experimental materials. She wasn’t qualified to enter the most restricted core area directly, but she handled some confidential documents and reports related to the restricted area, so she wasn’t completely ignorant of what was going on inside.
With this, he received some fragmentary intelligence about the restricted area, all of which Mr. Bloodcoat would most definitely already be aware of.
"Do you know Harrison Dodge?" Aiden shifted his question to the direction of Professor Dodge.
"I know."
"He’s working with your research facility, right?"
"He is our... special consultant."
Aiden narrowed his eyes, this completely confirmed that Harrison Dodge was directly involved in the "infection" project and held a high position.
"With your experiments stopped, has he made any new moves?" Aiden continued to probe.
"He... has requested that we schedule surgery ahead of time, to treat his family member," the female officer answered.
"When?"
"The day after tomorrow morning."
"Where is he now?"
"I don’t know..."
...
Aiden continued to ask a few more questions, but he couldn’t extract any more information.
The female officer wasn’t directly in charge of matters related to Professor Dodge; it was just that because the facility had stopped all experiments recently, the only significant schedule was the one arranging for surgery for Professor Dodge’s son.
It was within Aiden’s expectation that Professor Dodge might act early if there were any changes in the "infection" plan. Luckily, the female officer knew at least the timing of the surgery, but unfortunately, Mr. Bloodcoat would definitely know about it too.
To ensure the highest chance of success, it would be necessary to move the plan forward. If they waited until the day after tomorrow, not only would Professor Dodge, the bearer of the Hand of Oblivion, be present, but Mr. Bloodcoat would also take corresponding actions.
