Su Ci looked at Minister Lei with a speechless expression, "I am just an ordinary little girl. They are all desperadoes licking blood on the tip of a knife."
Everyone: "..."
Do you have any misunderstanding about the word mediocre?
Who was the person who knocked down a piece with a few silver needles last time?
Who asked the Ministry of National Security to dispatch manpower to protect the Shen family?
Who was the person who cured the CEO of Country C who was almost breathing his last breath?
If she were mediocre, nothing would matter to anyone else.
Minister Lei cleared his throat and said, "You don't have to go if you don't want to, but we can only hold prisoners for a limited time. If no evidence is found after 48 hours, we will release them."
"If they target the Shen family again after they go out, we won't care at all."
Su Ci frowned slightly, and her face became heavy.
She weighed it and finally agreed reluctantly, "Take me to have a look. But let me tell you first, I can't guarantee that I will be able to ask something."
"It doesn't matter, you try it first." Minister Lei said calmly, as if he was not worried that Su Ci would not be able to ask.
I don't know if I trust Su Ci too much or if I really can't find any other way.
Su Ci let Minister Lei and Gu Ziqi lead her to the detention room.
Several grown men had their hands handcuffed and were sitting on chairs with dejected faces.
When several of them saw Su Ci appearing, their pupils shrank subconsciously and they straightened their bodies nervously.
"you……"
"What? Are you scared?"
Su Ci was sitting in front of those people, minding her own business, with a hint of a smile on her lips.
The leading man glanced at her sternly, then lowered his eyes without any trace.
"Tell me, who sent you here." Su Ci raised her fingers and tapped the table with an indifferent expression.
Several people looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.
Outside the door, Minister Lei and Gu Ziqi stood outside, looking inside through the window.
Gu Ziqi asked worriedly: "Minister, is it a bit rash to ask a little girl to interrogate you?"
It's not that he looked down on girls, it was just that Su Ci looked too harmless. Although she looked a bit cold on the surface, she had almost no deterrent effect.
Although he admired Su Ci's intelligence and wit, interrogation was not a trivial matter and not everyone could do it.
Minister Lei waved his hand and said nonchalantly, "Just wait and see. There will only be more surprises she can bring us."
Minister Lei had already said this, and Gu Ziqi couldn't say anything else, so she could only look inside quietly.
Those people have very strict mouths, as if they have undergone special training. Judging from their temperament and behavior, the people behind them are not simple.
Many of them had taken turns before, but not a single word came out of those people's mouths.
These people are indeed very strict with their mouths. After all, they have undergone special training and even taken special courses in order not to reveal the organization when facing interrogation.
It's just that they met Su Ci.
Su Ci only asked once, but they refused to tell, so she stopped asking any more.
Those people thought Su Ci had given up, and they all looked at her with pride.
However, the next second, they saw Su Ci take out a silver needle from his pocket.
The lights in the interrogation room were dim, and the metal material of the silver needle shone coldly under the light, making people shudder.
Those who were caught in the hospital all thought of the fear of being controlled by silver needles and shuddered severely.
The others didn't know why, and straightened their backs, with a posture of "If you come here, I'm not afraid of anything."
Su Ci chuckled and slowly walked towards a familiar face.
When the man saw Su Ci approaching, he felt that his forehead was still aching, and he subconsciously wanted to retreat.
He stood up from the chair in a hurry, and when he stepped back, he almost tripped over the chair, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.
"You, don't come over!"
"So afraid of me?" Su Ci raised her eyebrows and complained in a low voice, "It seems that your training is not very good. You can't even bear this little pain."
Those who had experienced that kind of pain couldn't help but twitch the corners of their lips.
Is that a little painful?
It was as if someone was stabbing them with a knife. Their whole bodies were convulsing with pain, and they couldn't even use the strength to raise their hands to remove the silver needle.
That feeling of powerlessness, even just thinking about it, makes my scalp numb.
"Don't be nervous, I'm just trying to help you experience what it means to be unable to live or die. Aren't you the best at watching others suffer?"
Su Ci's clear eyes seemed to be clean and flawless without any impurities, and the smile at the corner of her mouth was even more harmless and innocent.
But what he said made people shudder.
But no one who has been pricked by a silver needle dares to take it lightly, because they know very well that this girl who looks like an angel can be more ruthless than anyone else.
Even well-trained people like them are put to shame.
As a result, two groups of people in the room showed two styles of painting.
A group of people quickly stood up from their chairs and huddled in the corner, looking at Su Ci warily.
Another group of people looked at this group of people as if they were fools.
Su Ci waved to the people watching the theater outside the door and gestured to open the door and come in.
Minister Lei winked at Gu Ziqi. Gu Ziqi hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and walked in.
Su Ci ordered: "Push anyone over here, just... you."
She casually pointed towards the corner and played with the silver needle in her hand with a crooked eyebrow.
Gu Ziqi didn't know what she wanted to do, but she still did as she was told. She lifted up the tall man with a black mole on his neck in the corner and pulled him in front of Su Ci.
The man's eyes kept falling on the silver needle in Su Ci's hand. The flesh on his face couldn't help but tremble, and he subconsciously wanted to struggle.
However, Gu Ziqi was stronger than him and held his arm firmly, pressing him down on the table.
"I ask again, who sent you here? What is the purpose?"
The man gritted his teeth and refused to say a word.
Su Ci lost her patience, and gently placed her white and tender fingers behind his ears and neck, and finally inserted the silver needle into a certain acupuncture point on the back of his head with lightning speed.
Soon, the man's expressionless face began to turn ferocious, and he groaned in pain.
That kind of pain was different from the pain I had experienced in the hospital before. When I was in the hospital, it was a severe pain, as if someone was tearing his flesh and blood, trying to tear him apart completely.
This time it was a more prolonged pain, from shallow to deep, gradually spreading from the skin to the internal organs, as if all the organs inside were being stirred crazily in a meat grinder.
Gu Ziqi was stunned by what she saw and subconsciously let go of her hand.
The man was standing still at first, but as soon as he let go, the man's tall body fell straight down.