In an empty room, a cold iron chair, a young man whose whole body was restrained sat in it, and a metal helmet was locked on the young man's head.
"Why are you here again?"
Hearing the heavy startup sound coming from outside the room, Luo Yize, who was sitting on the iron chair, asked with a smile on his face, but the smile on the outside was mocking in the eyes of others!
Several people came wearing black uniforms, and they looked like they were leaders.
Through the thick glass window, one of them hammered the glass heavily and shouted angrily: "You madman!"
Luo Yize only heard the sound of the glass hitting the glass, and the man's angry roar did not reach his ears at all.
At this time, a white-haired middle-aged man stepped forward to stop the man's angry behavior and took the radio from the supervisor on the side.
"Tell us all the information about the abandoned area." The middle-aged white-haired man said.
The man's voice echoed in the empty room. Luo Yize said with a smile on his lips: "Is it so blunt? Isn't there a pre-interrogation greeting?"
"Answer my question." The middle-aged man said calmly.
The smile on Luo Yize's face remained: "I'm not familiar with the waste area, so I can't answer your question."
As soon as he finished speaking, an electric current came from the iron chair and continuously stimulated Luo Yize's body. The numb and painful feeling made the smile on Luo Yize's mouth slowly dissipate.
The man who punched the glass before had red eyes and stared at Luo Yize with a ferocious look on his face, while one of his hands pressed hard on a red button in front of him.
One's own people, one's own evaluation