We are all reborn, who will be your control group?

The interrogating staff did not let her frenzy disrupt their rhythm at all.

First, two little soldiers came in and brought in two tables and three chairs.

A man followed in, who also looked like a cadre, and a younger woman, who was probably a clerk.

So the room became a triangle.

The two interrogators and Cong Qingqing sat face to face, with the clerk in the middle.

The two interrogators did not have any extra communication with each other. Instead, they just went through the motions and read out a series of rules to Cong Qingqing.

Cong Qingqing, who had gone mad because the interrogator had put her and Wen Qin in completely unequal positions, felt her passion for supporting him cool down again.

I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep.

In her mind, this sentence became a barrage of comments that flooded the screen.

Almost two days had passed since she was captured, and she hadn't eaten anything except basic water and bread during these two days. As for sleeping, it was even more of a luxury.

The interrogator's words went in one ear and out the other to her. Her brain was fuzzy and she was no longer able to process the information.

Perhaps sensing that she was about to fall asleep again, the loudspeaker immediately began playing the passionate "Athletes' March" again. Not only Zheng Qingqing, but also the three staff members who were completely unprepared were startled.

Qingqing was completely desperate. She lowered her head and closed her eyes. No matter how much noise she made, she refused to open her eyes.

Xie Mingxia, who had been standing outside, knew when he saw this that this trick was no longer useful to Cong Qingqing.

"Let the interrogators withdraw."

The staff was a little surprised: "So the music is going to stop? Just let her sleep like this?"

"Every 2 minutes the music plays, stop for 10 seconds. Then change to another song and continue playing for 2 minutes, and repeat this cycle."

If it is played continuously, humans will adapt to it. Even if it is loud music, you will definitely fall asleep when you are extremely sleepy. However, with this kind of intermittent sound, even if you fall asleep, you will definitely not get a deep sleep, but will wake up from time to time.

Qingqing is in this state now. On the surface, it seems like she has won. She has gained some rest and fell asleep.

But in fact, her awkward sitting posture was not suitable for resting.

Coupled with the occasional waking up, when the interrogator came in again after lunch, Qingqing had already returned to the state of staring at the white wall with his eyes open.

"Cheng Qingqing, according to Hong Shun's confession, you were involved in at least three cases of women's trafficking, which resulted in four people going missing and two people dying. Do you still remember these things?"

The so-called missing means that these four people have been passed around many times and their whereabouts cannot be found. They have not been found yet and their life or death is unknown.

As for the other two people, they were sold to a cruel family with stubborn tempers, and they kept looking for opportunities to escape, and were eventually beaten to death.

According to Hong Shun's confession, Qingqing actually knew the fate of these people, because it was she who proposed to tell the abducted people the bloody end of the disobedient people.

Only in this way will they be afraid and obedient.

To be honest, the interrogators have tried countless cases over the years, but there has never been a person who made them feel from the bottom of their hearts that he was a bad person.

Hong Shun was the first one, and Cong Qingqing was the second one.

The kind of pure evil that treats everyone as a non-human being.

Cong Qingqing suddenly laughed: "What's the value of human life? This is just a book. It's nothing for the author to casually write hundreds or hundreds of thousands of people dead. What's wrong with me killing two cannon fodders who don't even have names?"

Qingqing's mind was a mess right now, or maybe she didn't even know what she was talking about?

But even in this situation, what she said is more likely to be true.

Both the interrogator inside the room and Jie Mingxia outside the wall were stunned when they heard this.

"The world in the book?" Xie Mingxia repeated in a low voice.

"Stop the interrogation and report this situation first."

Xie Mingxia didn't think that Cong Qingqing was talking nonsense, and the two professional interrogators also didn't think she was talking nonsense.

After they came out, they saluted Xie Mingxia and said, "Captain Xie, given the current situation, your team members may need to stay here. They cannot leave until we have completed our report and received instructions from the leadership."

Xie Mingxia said he understood.

Because her daughter couldn't stand being hungry, Wen Qin didn't wait for Jie Mingxia to get off work.

After coaxing my daughter to sleep, I walked into the living room and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already past 10 o'clock in the evening.

If it was just ordinary overtime, Xie Mingxia would at least call back. But there was no news at all, and Wen Qin didn't think he had any accident.

What really happened? He couldn't even send a message, and someone else came to inform him of the accident.

So it must be that he encountered some unexpected situation that needed to be kept secret, so he couldn't come back.

There had already been such a tacit understanding between the two of them. Wen Qin sighed helplessly and returned to the bedroom to sleep.

But she didn't sleep for long, as she was woken up by the urgent ringing of the phone.

It was her pager that rang, and the number marked on it was 003.

The highest commander of the base rarely appears in public and is known as Secretary Cui, who is elusive.

Wen Qin answered the phone unexpectedly: "Hello, Secretary Cui."

"Hello, Comrade Wenqin, I have something important to inform you of."

Secretary Cui didn't say any nonsense, but went straight to the point: "I believe you know Cong Qingqing."

"Yes." Wen Qin couldn't help but tighten her grip on Xiaolingtong. It was indeed from Qingqing. Could there be an accident after the person was caught? Is the castrated version of System No. 2 so powerful?

"Has something happened to Comrade Jie Mingxia?" Wen Qin didn't realize that his voice was trembling.

Secretary Cui was stunned for a moment, and quickly comforted him: "You misunderstood. It's not that Comrade Jie Mingxia got into trouble, but Qingqing said something very unexpected."

Wen Qin felt her heart drop back to where it was. "What did she say? Did she say she had a second system?"

Wen Qin said subconsciously.

Secretary Cui paused and said, "Comrade Jie Mingxia has previously reported in detail on her system, but this time Qingqing told me something else. Now we need you to rush to point X immediately. The comrades who are coming to pick you up are already outside your door. The interface code is 7419. I'm so angry."

Wen Qin almost immediately got up from the bed and opened the door to see that a car had indeed been parked outside. Even the nursery teacher was standing there, waiting to pick up An An.