Chapter 74
"General, you are joking." The thin man said slowly, "You are the military god of the empire. Even though you have not appeared in the empire for two hundred years, many people still remember your invincible style on the battlefield. I am the same. When I was a child, you were my idol."
Luca sneered, as if he was laughing at the man in front of him, or at himself.
The man glanced at the TV. The interview with "General Luca" had passed. Now a man with silver hair and golden eyes appeared on the TV screen. He was Lieutenant General Isli who was promoted after the Prison Star incident. The young and handsome Lieutenant General talked freely in front of the camera. Although he said the same old clichés, I'm sure that countless women would be willing to contribute to the ratings just by looking at his face, right?
"Life's encounters are truly marvelous." The man said, "A foreigner like this, who only has a face to look at, was able to be promoted to the position of lieutenant general at a young age by relying on nepotism and merits picked up by luck from who knows who. The general is known as the military god of the empire and has made great contributions to the peace of the empire. But I remember that your rank before you disappeared seemed to be lieutenant general as well?"
Saying that he didn't remember was just meant to be sarcastic. Ever since General Luca was discovered on the Red Prison Star, the news about him has almost dominated the empire's screens these days. His past deeds have been mentioned over and over again countless times, and his military rank will naturally not be ignored.
Luca was too lazy to pay attention to such low-level provocations. He looked at Isli on TV with a faint admiration in his eyes. Luca had communicated with this young soldier several times when he was escorting him back from Prison Star. Although they had been together for a short time, the old general who had seen countless people could see that this young man had no confusion in his heart. He was firm, calm, rational, self-disciplined, and very loyal. He was a rare talent.
If Luca was a person who would envy talented people, he would not have gone through so much trouble to open a college in a place like Red Prison Star for more than a hundred years. His college not only provides shelter and growth opportunities for many young people with talent but no opportunities, but also cultivates a large number of talents, a considerable number of whom have been acquitted after the retrial of the prisoners on Prison Star. Luca believes that they will make more dazzling achievements in this normal society, rather than being a high-level thug on Prison Star.
It was obvious that what he said not only did not play the expected role, but also made him look boring. The man groaned, and suddenly felt a little unhappy. With a flick of his wrist, a black square remote control slid into his palm, and the man pressed it.
Luca suddenly jumped up from the sofa and then fell back down heavily. His body arched like a boiled shrimp, his eyes bulged, veins popped out, his cheeks were tense, his teeth were almost broken, and his limbs were shaking violently and uncontrollably. In a moment, his body was glowing with a strange purple-red color, and he looked like he was about to explode.
The man smiled and admired Luca's miserable appearance until blood and saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth and a fishy smell of incontinence came from his lower body. He estimated that he would not be able to continue, so he pressed the off button with satisfaction.
Luca suddenly relaxed and sweated profusely, soaking the hand-woven cushion on the sofa in the blink of an eye. He panted for a while, slowly recovered, sat up, grabbed a cushion and wiped the tears, snot, sweat and saliva on his face, then threw the stained cushion aside with a blank expression.
The heat from the metal rings on his body had not yet completely dissipated, and the skin nearby was scalded red. This was a special torture device, which would certainly make people feel extremely painful when it was turned on, but would not cause much harm to the body after it was turned off. Only the pain was so deep that people who had tried it would tremble with fear just thinking about it, and they would usually agree to anything.
This ring has been on Luca for some time. He has suffered countless times, but he has never compromised once .
But the mental torture can still be resisted, but the physiological reaction cannot be changed by will. If this torture device is turned on for a little longer, it will stimulate people to become incontinent. Showing this ugly appearance in front of people who have no good intentions towards you will break all your self-esteem and pride, and your face will look like it has been stepped into a mud puddle.
The man looked at the wet puddle under Luca, clapped his hands and laughed, "The general is very well-mannered. I really admire him."
Luca experienced humiliation and pain that most people could not endure over and over again, but he was neither angry nor abusive, and he didn't even feel ashamed or angry, which made the man feel a little bored.
"Tell me the truth, General Luca." The man put away the remote control and said with a sincere look: "You have already seen that we have someone who can replace you. To the outside world, that is you. So you want to leave or wait for someone to rescue you. Frankly speaking, that is impossible."
Luca stared at the TV, as if he didn't hear what he said, and his eyelids didn't move.
"And the thing in your hand..." The man chuckled and said, "It's been two hundred years. It's hard to say how much use it still has. Intelligence in this world is time-sensitive. Even if the thing in your hand had the ability to severely damage or even destroy our organization two hundred years ago, time has passed. By now, the people whose names are recorded in it may have died; the things recorded in it have also been forgotten. Even if we don't intercept you, you meet the Queen and present the intelligence. Then what? Can it cause damage to the organization? Maybe... at that time, Her Majesty the Queen will tell you in person - I know. And then this matter will be over. This is very likely, right?"
"If that's the case, why did you go to so much trouble to intercept my spaceship and imprison me in this place? And why did you insist on getting that information from me?" Luca said coldly without looking at him.
"Because we don't know what's inside, we are still a little worried! Although the organization probably won't be seriously hurt by this, it would be best if there were no problems at all." The man said frankly. He looked very clean and soft when he spoke, just like a young boy, but his words chilled people to the bone. He tilted his head and smiled, saying, "Anyway... I have nothing to do anyway, so it won't take much effort to interrogate you."
Hearing that the various inhuman tortures he had endured during this period were just entertainment from the other party, even though General Luca was a man of great temperament, a hint of coldness flashed across his face.
But he knew clearly in his heart that the intelligence he had sacrificed most of his life for might not be of much use. But that was the intelligence that a person had obtained after betraying his family, friends, beliefs and conscience, enduring humiliation and working undercover for a hundred years, and finally getting close to the top of the organization. No one could tell how much blood, tears and pain were hidden in it.
The man was discovered when he was about to succeed, which led to failure. Before he died, he handed over the information to Luca. Later, Luca had to flee to the border of the empire in the crazy pursuit of the organization. When he was about to go to the foreign star field, he was ambushed and attacked. After a violent explosion in space, everyone thought Luca was dead. He also thought he was about to die - there was a big hole in the spaceship, the mecha was blown into pieces, the energy was exhausted, and he was seriously injured and rushed into outer space by the air wave of the explosion. The space suit on his body can only provide short-distance propulsion power, and the nearest planet to him is tens of millions of kilometers away...
Then, he was extremely lucky to encounter the ship of no return that dropped prisoners off at the Red Prison Star, and extremely lucky to have survived on that desolate planet, but for two hundred years he had not found a way to return to the empire.
Luca had already given up hope that the information would be of any use. But he still kept the secret tightly and refused to reveal a word under torture. To him, the information was not just information, but also carried his and that person's life and faith, and was the proof of their existence.
The man continued to persuade her, "If you are worried that we will kill you after we get the information, there is no need to worry. For the organization, your life or death is not important at all. Even if you want to do something after you survive, it will not shake us in the slightest. Of course, for the sake of both of us being at ease, after you hand over the information, the organization can send someone to give you plastic surgery and arrange an identity for you so that you can live an ordinary and peaceful life. Believe me, no one else will give you such good conditions except me. You don't have to worry about me lying to you, because... I still say that to me, you are not important at all, and it is not worth it for me to lose my credibility for this."
Luca just sneered and closed his eyes, his refusal to communicate was very obvious.
Seeing this, the man who had been trying to persuade her earnestly changed his expression. He was obviously not a generous person, but this time he was not angry. After thinking about it, he laughed to himself.
He leaned back, shook his head, and said leisurely, "Okay, then don't tell me. Let me tell you one more thing. Today is the last time I interrogate you. From tomorrow, another person will take over your interrogation. He is the torture master in the organization, and he has some special hobbies. He likes people's wailing and bloody scenes. After hearing about your character, he wanted to get to know you, but was delayed because of the Holy Light Ceremony. Frankly speaking, even if we are not happy with each other, at least you can walk out of here intact after it's over. But if it were him, it would be good if half of your parts were left in the end."
Luca was unmoved and just said, "Noisy."
The man's face darkened, and just as he was about to say something, he heard a knock on the door. He frowned, reached out from behind and pulled out a strange-looking gun, and then there was a slight sound from his bracelet, and a message with a code that had been agreed upon long ago popped up.
The man clicked it and took a look, then smiled and said, "It seems that he is more anxious than I thought. He actually came so early. Looking at the time, he should have left as soon as the Holy Light Ceremony was over."
He stood up, glanced at Luca with a gloating look, and said, "It's too late even if you regret it now. Believe me, you will miss me soon."
He stood up to open the door, walked to the door, turned back, and said with a malicious smile: "Oh, by the way, I wish you a happy Holy Day of Lights!"
The door opened.
The cold and snowflakes rolled in from outside the door.
