C214 Mr Night's Visit

In the interrogation room, two uniformed men were staring at the wretched man in front of them, a mocking smile on their faces.

"Speak, what is the organization behind you like?"

A capable man gripped his pen tightly and was about to write something down on his notebook, but the other party bit his lip and didn't reply for a long time.

He had long since been organized to brainwash himself