Volume 1 Glacial Relics Chapter 37 Investigator
Several DAS agents stepped forward and restrained Ke Lan and the others with extremely rough movements, and then quickly searched and took away all their weapons.
"Not an exile?" A female agent over 1.85 meters tall walked forward and asked in her rough voice that was almost androgynous.
Judging from the positions of these agents, this woman is obviously the highest-ranking person here.
"we are……"
Just as Layton was about to explain, the female agent suddenly interrupted him: "Save these words for the people in the investigation department. We in the field department are only responsible for carrying out missions, not for interrogating prisoners."
She waved her hand, and several agents immediately put smart handcuffs on Ke Lan and others, even the seriously injured Layton and Ivan were no exception.
The essence of this smart shackle is a bomb. If they leave the key holder more than 150 meters away or attempt to dismantle it violently, the bomb will explode immediately.
"Reporting to the commander, we found traces of a sacrificial ceremony in the house." An agent hurriedly ran out of the room where Ke Lan and his team had fought the Seed of Erosion before, and whispered in the female agent's ear.
"Sacrificial ceremony? What kind?" The female agent was stunned for a moment and suddenly took off the helmet on her head.
She had a face with sharper edges than a man's, her skin was an abnormal grayish white, and several horrible wounds made her face, which was not pretty to begin with, look extremely ferocious. Her entire body from her chin to her neck was made of advanced bionic prostheses. No wonder she was not afraid of the hypnotic gas in the air - the artificial respiratory system would filter and purify the air inhaled into the body multiple times, removing toxins and pollutants in it to ensure that they would not enter the blood through the lungs.
"The prosthetics she uses are high-end products from 'Maya Biology'... A section of its trachea is worth half my body..." Layton whispered.
The corrosive seeds of death, the shells of flesh-eating worms, the priestess who had been sucked dry, and the men in black who had been killed were all carried out of the house one by one by the agents and lined up in the open space outside.
Ke Lan noticed that when the female agent saw the Seed of Erosion, her eyebrows twitched involuntarily... Obviously, she knew this thing and seemed to be very afraid of it.
“Has there been any contamination?”
“Nothing has been found yet.”
"Where are they? Have they been checked?" She pointed at Ke Lan and the others.
"We've checked it." An agent standing behind Ke Lan and the others said, holding an instrument that looked very similar to a thermometer gun.
"Process the samples, place the laser beacon, and prepare to evacuate."
Ke Lan and the others were taken directly to a light armored vehicle. Through the car window, they could see a beam of green laser shooting straight into the sky - it wouldn't be long before a ground-to-ground missile would raze this settlement to the ground.
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"To be honest, I've thought of many scenarios of returning to the Ark. The only thing I haven't thought of is probably being escorted back as a prisoner by DAS." The Hound moved his butt with some effort. He had smart shackles on his wrists, neck and ankles, and the green indicator light of the detonator flashed one by one.
"At least we don't have to worry about getting the car ourselves." Ke Lan said helplessly. He leaned back in his seat and propped his shoulders against the inner wall of the car. The space inside the armored vehicle was very small and the road was very bumpy. If they didn't find a way to fix themselves, every time the car ran over a pothole, their heads would have an intimate contact with the cold and hard roof.
“Squeak——”
There was a sharp brake sound, and inertia caused Ke Lan to crash directly into Layton's arms. The Hound fell flat on his face. Fortunately, Ivan wrapped himself on the seat with a bandage, so he was not further injured by the sudden brake.
"Get down, hurry up." An agent opened the car door and urged.
"We haven't reached the Ark yet..." Layton glanced outside the car, "Are they planning to execute us suddenly?"
"Very likely." The Hound nodded. "They can do anything."
"It shouldn't be that serious. We killed so many monsters, but in the end we have to die at the hands of DAS..." Layton felt a little unwilling.
"Ahem...you guys are not planning to fight to the death, are you?" Ke Lan almost choked on her own saliva, "Please turn your heads and look to the other side. There is a plane over there. It should be here to pick us up."
On one side of the convoy was parked an "Amran-class" transport plane, but this Amran was completely different from the Amran that Ke Lan and the others had taken before, except for the frame and the number of rotors. Not only was a large number of weapons added, but even the models of the external engines had all been changed. In terms of performance alone, it was far from comparable to .
A man wearing a simple protective suit over his suit came over from the plane. He waved his hand, and the DAS agent standing on the side removed the smart shackles from Ke Lan and the others.
"I am a staff member of the DAS investigation department, responsible for the second half of this trip. The identities of the four of you have been confirmed, but due to the special circumstances, your personal freedom will still be restricted in the next period of time. Please cooperate as much as possible."
Compared to those field agents who only knew how to fight and kill, the investigators' attitude was much friendlier. As soon as Ke Lan and the other four boarded the transport plane, he pushed over a tray with four paper cups filled with steaming hot coffee.
"Is there any poison in this? Or is there something like 'truth serum'?" The Hound looked at the investigator suspiciously.
"No, no." The latter shook his head with a smile on his face, "It's just instant coffee. If there really is such a thing as 'truth serum', I'm afraid people like me would have been out of work long ago."
"Who knows?" The Hound pouted, but he still picked up the cup and took a sip.
"'Truth serum' is not a fictional drug in novels. There have been records of using anesthetics to interrogate prisoners as early as the old era. People will subconsciously answer many questions in an unconscious sedated state." Ivan half-lying on the chair weakly. Although the DAS agent had transfused him with two bags of plasma, his face was still very pale.
"For hunters, the interrogation effect of anesthetics is not very good." The investigator kept , as if he was wearing a mask that always had a smile on it.
"Hallucinations will affect the results of the interrogation, right?" Ivan asked.
"Yes, according to the survey, 67% of the relic hunters have suffered from hallucinations in the ruins of the Alpha civilization, and about two-thirds of them will have sequelae of varying degrees. In addition, due to various reasons, 89.4% of the hunters are in a state of long-term emotional instability. For such a group, we will not choose to use anesthetics as a means of interrogation." The investigator replied.
"You make us hunters sound like a bunch of lunatics."
"The conscious mind and the subconscious mind are different, Mr. Nick."
"It seems like you guys know a lot?" The Hound snorted coldly. The "Nick" mentioned by the investigator was obviously his real name.
"This isn't difficult to check." The investigator glanced at his watch. "Okay, now that the greetings are over, I need to take some simple notes—"
He suddenly turned his gaze and stared at Ke Lan without blinking - Ke Lan had not said a word since boarding the DAS transport plane. He wanted to reduce his presence as much as possible, but from the information revealed in the investigator's eyes, his target had been Ke Lan from the beginning.
"Mr. Ke Lan, you are the only one among them who has come into contact with the flesh-eating worms, right? We found your fingerprints and a small amount of DNA on it . Please describe your motive or purpose for doing this. Why did you throw the flesh-eating worms at... uh... at that 'mutant'?"
"Flesh-eating worms? What flesh-eating worms?" Ke Lan started to play dumb.
"You know what I mean. Hiding things or lying will do no good to either you or us. I hope you can understand that." The investigator still had a smile on his face when he said this.
