Winter still has a tight grip on New York. Some parks in New York City are still covered with residual winter snow, and the wind blowing from the north is still biting. People walking on the street are huddled in warm coats.
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As usual, after walking out of the laboratory, Edison walked along the sandstone wall towards the carriage parked on the street, where the driver had been waiting for a long time.
Just when he didn't notice, a man stood up on a chair at the other end of the sidewalk, wrapped tightly, and began to walk towards this side.
The man wore a skullcap on his head and a black woolen coat. One of his hands was stretched out in his arms, as if he was putting his hands in his arms to keep warm.
"Mr. Edison."
When the sound rang out, Edison turned towards the sound. The next moment, he saw a person. After the person's coat slid open, the barrel of a pistol was lifted out from the hanging position in the clothes.
Aimed at him.
Before Edison came to his senses, a car stopped beside him. The moment the door opened, the man was dragged into the car.
"save……"
The next moment, Edison's shouting suddenly stopped. As the man squeezed into the car, he put the gun to his head and said.
"Shut up!"
The next moment, a hood slipped down, Edison's eyes went dark, and he didn't see anything anymore.
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When he saw the light again, it was the moment when the hood was taken off. It took Edison a while to adapt to the light in front of him, and then he found himself in a small room. It was a bit like a police interrogation.
The room is different from ordinary interrogation rooms in that there is a large mirror on the side. Why is there a mirror?
Sitting in front of him was a young man with blond hair and blue eyes. He was the one who had pointed the gun at him before. He was looking through something.
"Are you Mr. Thomas Alva Edison?"
Starting with this, there are many more interrogations to follow.
"Who are you? Is this a kidnapping? What do you want?"
Edison asked like a barrage of questions.
"Is your laboratory engaged in the development of wireless telegraphy?"
"Wireless telegraphy? What did you say?"
Edison was shocked.
"Mr. Edison, you know what I'm asking, and you also know why I'm here. What I need now is the answer - where did you get the information about wireless telegraphy from?" The young man forced out a stiff smile.
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On the other side of the single-lens glass next door, three people were staring at the interrogation.
"Captain Xu, can he recruit?"
"He has to recruit,"
Xu Tianye said,
"The Security Bureau has been investigating for several months. Although they have dug up a lot of mines, the ones involving wireless telegraphy are... none. If we don't find out a reason, how can we give everyone an explanation?"
The Naval Intelligence Agency and the Imperial Security Bureau were both very depressed. The former obtained the information leaked by the "Wireless Telegraph" crew, and later conducted an investigation, but could not find out a reason. In a confused situation, the Naval Intelligence Agency
The bureau took action. They directly kidnapped the initiator of all this-Edison, trying to obtain accurate information from him. After all, he was the person involved!
"what? What?"
Edison was a little confused. He looked at the person in front of him. Who was he? Why did he kidnap him? Are they...people from the Ming Dynasty?
So Edison tentatively asked in blunt Chinese.
"Are you from the Ming Dynasty?"
"My name is Musk Gold, Captain of the Imperial Naval Intelligence Agency. Mr. Edison, you have two choices now, one is to confess, the other is to fight to the end, but Mr. Edison, I promise... in the end, no matter what, you
Will everyone explain it?"
"What are you telling me? Sir, I really don't know what you are talking about! Sir, this is the United States. You have no right to detain me. This is kidnapping, which is illegal. You must let me go immediately..."
"It's just cooked duck!"
Xu Tianye snorted coldly, turned around and said.
"Let's do it!"
The team member next to him pressed a switch, and the lights in the interrogation room turned red.
What's going on? Before Edison could figure out what was going on, he saw the other party carrying a box up from the ground, and then taking out some tools... such as wires and metal clips.
Then the man pulled the wire, held the clamp, and walked to Edison's side.
"You, what are you going to do?"
Under Edison's nervous gaze, he clamped the metal clamp on Edison's clasped wrist, and then clamped his ankle. The cold touch made his heart tighten. What are they...what are they going to do?
?
Just then, he saw the man walking to the metal box and seemingly turning on a switch.
"ah……"
Instantly, there was a searing sting from the electric shock, and Edison let out a scream as his wrists and ankles were pinched by the metal clamps.
"Ah...ah...this, this is...electricity, electricity, damn it, hurry up, flush it away..."
Edison, who was buckled on the chair, struggled and screamed, but Musk seemed to turn a deaf ear to this and spoke slowly.
"Mr. Edison, in the following process, you will feel pain like never before. For your sake..."
Before he could even finish speaking, Edison, who was already in pain and sweating, shouted excitedly.
"Sir, I don't even know what wireless telegraphy is. I made it up!"
"Hmph!"
With a sneer, Musk turned the rotating knob again.
"Ah...really, I really made it up..."
"Well, you are indeed a very tenacious person! Well, you have aroused my desire to challenge!"
Musk smiled and turned the button, and while Edison screamed in pain, the voltage continued to increase!
"ah……"
The room was filled with miserable screams again. Although Edison said over and over again that "he made up the wireless telegraph"... But who would believe it?
"This guy can really carry it!"
Seeing Edison who had been enduring the electric torture and not confessing, Xu Tianye couldn't help but praise him.
"This guy must have received some training, right?"
What training?
Tortured?
Edison didn't know at all, he didn't know how he suffered such a disaster. In the next few hours, he kept repeating the previous words, but no one believed him. They kept shocking him like this.
Time and time again, the severe pain made Edison's voice hoarse. Finally, he had no strength left and just murmured.
"Really, I really made it up, I made it up... I made it up to get the White House to invest in me, so I, I made it up like this."
In the past, Edison never knew that bragging was taxable, but what about now?
He understood that some people are really good and cannot be boasted.
Looking at Edison who was electrocuted to the point of incontinence through the single-transparent glass, Xu Tianye also felt a little confused.
"Is it really...he made it up?"
An hour later, looking at Edison, Musk asked.
"Then what?"
"Then I made it all up. I don't know if there was wireless telegraphy, but it did get the White House to agree to fund my laboratory..."
Is there any regret medicine in this world?
Edison didn't know it at all, but he regrets it now!
His intestines are so wet, how could this be possible? These damn Ming people, how could they kidnap him in the United States and then electrify him?
After electricity... it turns out that electricity is really painful!
Of course, Edison didn't know that in another world, he was the inventor of the electric chair!
Now...it's his turn!
Xu Tianye and others standing behind the glass mirror were dumbfounded. They couldn't believe what they saw.
"Damn it, is it really a lie?"
"So what were we busy with?"
"Damn this guy, this guy's death would not be a pity!"
"What should we do now?"
"What to do? Get rid of him!"
"Deal with it? How to deal with it? Kill him? He...he is...American."
"Whose rule is that Americans cannot be killed?"
Xu Tianye snorted coldly.
"When he brags, he should know that bragging requires tax!"
Sometimes life is like this. When they brag, they will have to pay taxes even if they brag.
Maybe Edison could use his big mouth to brag and defraud some money from the U.S. government.
But when he is bragging, he should also consider that one day he will have to pay the price for you, just like now.
Of course, it was already too late for Edison to regret it now.
Early the next morning, people found Edison on the streets of New York. His whole body was filled with a strong smell of strong alcohol. He had been frozen in the ice and snow all night and had no breath. After receiving the report, the police arrived.
At the scene, no autopsy was even performed, and the case was concluded as "drunk and frozen to death."
This was a common occurrence in the New York winter, and although Edison's wife stated that Edison never drank, this must have been murder.
But who would murder an inventor?
Of course, there are also some so-called "conspiracyists" who never believe that Edison died in a drunken accident. In the following years, many American "conspiracyists" stubbornly believed that Edison was sent by the Ming Empire.
The purpose of the assassination was to prevent the United States from surpassing the Ming Dynasty in science and technology. Even those "conspiracyists" found a lot of evidence to prove that the Edison Laboratory almost surpassed the Imperial Central Laboratory.
Just a little bit different!
However, all of these are just speculations and conjectures of "conspirators". As for now, no one believes that Edison, who had no wounds on his body, died of murder.
But the case eventually came to nothing, and of course it became a mystery in American history. No one knows whether he died of murder, but what is certain is... Edison's era, at least in this world, would not have happened