Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 377 Dan Qingyan
"Hello." In the pale light, a chair was pulled away and a figure rose up: "First-level executive officer, Dan Qingyan."

She was a woman with an extraordinary figure. She was wearing a pure black robe with gold thread outlines. However, it had obviously been cut and designed in a modern way to make it look less ancient and more convenient for movement.

She sat there, staring at the person behind the interrogation table with a smile, a red lotus mark on her forehead looked like blood dripping.

"I'm from an order maintenance agency." She smiled.

"First-level executive officer?"

The man behind the interrogation desk was stunned for a moment. Even though he was mentally prepared, how could his mental preparation include this!
——This is a first-level executive officer!

Although he was just an employee from the workshop and had no access to any intelligence that required any authority, as a member of the Academic Council, the man still knew some information about the [Order Maintenance Agency], a department that specialized in armed operations within the country.

The first-level executive officer is the highest-level force unit that can be deployed in the routine operations of the order-maintaining agency.

"You are a third-ring psychic?" The man spoke with difficulty, in disbelief.

"Yes, I am." Tan Qingyan nodded gently: "I am here to interrogate you."

A third-circle psyker.

Interrogate yourself?

The man swallowed and subconsciously looked at his hands on the table. No wonder someone came to loosen the handcuffs and completely unlock the prosthesis half an hour ago, restoring some basic mobility.

Honestly, as the time left here grew longer and longer, the resentment, hatred and passion that I thought would last forever also solidified and disappeared silently, and were replaced by regret.

If I hadn't contradicted that researcher and called on my colleagues to quit.
I should have taken a good bath, lay in bed, and enjoyed the beauty of the virtual network. But all of this was messed up, and I messed it up myself.

"Ah, you are nervous." Dan Qingyan said: "Actually you can relax a little."

She raised her hand, and her skin was so fair that one could even see the thin blue blood vessels.

He tapped the air with his index finger.

The pale light faded, and a warm amber glow filled the room.

"Will this make it any better?"

Tan Qingyan blinked her beautiful scarlet eyes and asked softly, "If you don't like it, you can change it to chestnut, orange, chestnut, etc. Or maybe you want to eat something to fill your stomach? Is pasta okay?"

"Uh. Oh. No, thanks." The man replied twice, then immediately reacted and denied it.

"Ok."

Tan Qingyan placed his hands flat on the table: "Well, let's start. I will ask you some questions. Please don't lie or hide anything, okay?"

As his life and property were at stake, the man suddenly became alert, and the shock he had just felt disappeared. He said dryly, "I may not remember some things clearly."

"It doesn't matter." Tan Qingyan stared at her, "As long as you feel that you are not lying or hiding anything, it's fine."

"Okay, okay."

"In the past year, have you received anything transferred from overseas? Including information and physical objects, both in person and online?"

"No, I really didn't!" The man's eyelids jumped and he said anxiously: "I've already said it! I was just impulsive at the time!"

"Impulsive, yeah."

Tan Qingyan nodded slightly: "So, what caused you to get so excited? You smashed the shuttle to the ground and asked the others to stop doing it, so as to teach Wang Xun a lesson."

"Uh, I'm just angry." The man said, "That guy surnamed Wang, uh, Researcher Wang, only knows how to ask us to speed up the process, but the efficiency of the work is there! How can we speed up? He doesn't care at all! He insults us at every turn!"

"I'm so angry! Why should we be treated like this?"

"I've read his personal files. He does have some psychological and secular flaws." Tan Qingyan frowned, "But I also checked the construction records."

"The factory management system has analyzed and calculated your work efficiency. The deadline he proposed does not exceed your limit." "But we are not robots!"

The man couldn't help but feel his head getting hot again: "How can it be possible that everyone is in such good condition every day? Even if there are people who work at the highest efficiency every day, there are still dozens of other people in the factory!"

"That's not right." Tan Qingyan corrected his mistake: "The factory management system's analysis and calculations take these factors into account. It assesses the ups and downs of physiological states and gives redundancy. All you have to pay is your subjective 'initiative', and that will lead to high efficiency."

"This is not right, but even so..." The man was speechless for a moment, but still wanted to explain himself.

"Well, I see. Is that the whole reason?"

Tan Qingyan paused and emphasized: "Please don't lie or hide anything."

"Yes." The man was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously: "Yes, that's it!"

He swallowed and said in a weaker voice: "Mr. Executive, I know I was wrong. Yes, I am willing to accept reform education, please give me a chance!"

".ah."

Dan Qingyan rubbed her temples. After a long time, when the man's brain, which had just heated up, cooled down again, she slowly spoke.

"Why did you lie?" she asked.

"I really gave you a chance even though you were a producer obstructor and a dissident."

Tan Qingyan looked at the man in confusion, the lotus mark between his eyebrows was bright red: "Why do you still want to hide it?"

"Ah?!" Hearing such a verdict, the man felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave, and his whole body was cold: "You are wrong! I really didn't lie, it must be a misunderstanding! I——"

"That's also a lie."

Dan Qing said.

She nodded: "After I achieve this 'Heavenly Heart of Six Desires', no one can deceive me."

Six Desires Heavenly Mind? What is that?
The man was confused, but soon realized something. Was this a psychic skill?
"You are lying and hiding things. You are not just acting on impulse and fighting for your companions." Tan Qingyan said softly, "The bigger reason is your selfish desires."

"You were dissatisfied with the researchers' ample material quotas. You felt that way a long time ago because of your high-level authority. This time, you just couldn't hold it back and burst out."

"I'm not blaming this. People exist because of desire. Without strong desire, the world cannot reach the future."

"I just want you to be sincere." Tan Qingyan asked back, "But why don't you?"

"I, I'm not this, what do you want me to do?"

"You know, being a dissident and obstructing production are both crimes punishable by death." Tan Qingyan interrupted, tilting his head in confusion: "You have long anticipated your situation, but even at this moment, after I have repeatedly emphasized it, you are still lying."

"——Then what use is reform education to you?"

The man wanted to say something, but he lowered his head inadvertently and was suddenly stunned.

The interrogation room, which was supposed to be empty, turned into a purple-red ocean at some point, with flames rising quietly from under his feet.

The man was shocked and subconsciously wanted to jump up, but the next moment, he was horrified to find that sticky fluid was dripping from his face. He was like a melted candle, melting away in unspeakable pain.

Dan Qingyan lowered his head, crossed his fingers, and there was only pure compassion on his face.

"Atone your sins in the burning fire of hell."

With a low sigh, Dan Qingyan stood up and walked out of the interrogation room.

Behind her, in front of the interrogation table, the man seemed unchanged, without any external injuries. He just lowered his head, and there was no longer any spirit in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)