Douluo Dragon King: I'm creating a golden age behind the scenes!

Chapter 96 Killing someone isn't enough; you also have to destroy their spirit.

"Tang Wulin!"

When he heard the name clearly uttered from Tang Wulin's lips, the smile on his face froze completely, his pupils contracted sharply, and his mind went blank.

He instinctively retorted, his voice trembling slightly, a tremor he himself didn't even realize: "Uncle—Uncle, what are you talking about? Who is Tang Wulin? I don't know him—"

Old Chen ignored his explanation and, expressionless, pulled out a file from the bottom of a pile of thick documents on the table. The file was noticeably thicker and had the Soul Guidance Mark of "Danger Person of Shrek Academy" printed on the cover.

With a loud "smack," the file was slammed onto the metal table in front of Tang Wulin. Although the sound was not loud, it sounded particularly jarring in the quiet interrogation room.

He opened the file and, in a tone devoid of emotion, as if reading a verdict, read it clearly and slowly: "Tang Wulin, male, 18 years old. Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass."

Note: Highly suspected of undergoing a second awakening, possessing powerful true dragon bloodline characteristics, born in Aolai City, which is under the jurisdiction of Donghai City.

Biological parents: Tang Ziran and Lang Yue, but the two are suspected to have disappeared several years ago.

The household registration records show that he was an orphan and was raised by the Hongshan Orphanage in Donghai City until he was six years old.

"Your secondary profession is a blacksmith. The information you have registered with the Blacksmith Association shows that you were a blacksmith registered with the Donghai City Blacksmith Association and apprenticed under Huang Huang, the vice president of the Donghai Blacksmith Association and a master craftsman."

Records show he possesses innate superhuman strength, which is suspected to be related to his martial spirit bloodline.

"As for my educational background, I studied at Hongshan Junior College in Aolai City and Donghai Intermediate College in Donghai City, and joined the Tang Clan during this period."

Six years ago, through special channels, I became an outer disciple of Shrek Academy and a work-study student.

Three years ago, as a member of the Shrek Academy team, I participated in an exchange activity with the Star Luo Continent. Currently, I am an inner disciple of Shrek Academy and one of the key individuals being cultivated by the Sea God Pavilion.

Old Chen paused, closed the file, and his sharp gaze once again pierced Tang Wulin, whose face was as pale as paper: "If you need more direct evidence, I have soul guidance video recordings of you participating in the Tianhai Alliance Grand Competition, and clear video recordings of you using the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul in the Star Luo Royal Soul Master Academy Exchange Competition on behalf of Shrek Academy."

or----"

Then, he tapped the table, and a complex soul-guiding array projection lit up. "Our research department's latest Life Map Scanner and Bloodline Resonance Detector are right next door. In just three minutes, they can analyze your physical features, skeletal structure..."

In particular, the overwhelming and undeniable strength of the true dragon bloodline within you generates a precise report, which is then compared with the bloodline level and physical characteristics in your file.

"So," Old Chen leaned back slightly in his chair, his hands clasped over his stomach, and asked in an almost cruelly calm tone, "now, do you have anything to add? Or do you still insist that you are the eternal Yinming?"

Meanwhile, Tang Wulin, who was opposite him, felt a chill run from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, instantly freezing his blood!

He felt like he had just been a clown, putting on a ridiculous show for everyone!

Suddenly, a huge sense of shame and anger at being completely fooled surged into my heart!

"You—you knew I was lying all along?! Then why—why did you—" His voice was hoarse, filled with disbelief, anger, and humiliation.

"Why should I play along with this charade?" Old Chen finished the sentence for him, a hint of almost pity and cold mockery curling at the corner of his mouth. "It's just a habit. Every time I encounter a young person like you, who thinks they're smart and dares to try their luck in the research department, I have to patiently play along with you."

Otherwise, why would you obediently and voluntarily sign your names on this legally binding document recognizing your identities? He pointed to the record signed "Qian Gu Yin Ming" with his fingertip, his eyes looking as if he had captured prey in a finely crafted trap.

"By the way, Tang Wulin," Old Chen's tone carried a hint of "congratulations," "your brilliant performance just now has added several new charges to your resume, including falsifying your identity, defaming the Spirit Pagoda's higher-ups, obstructing federal security investigations, and refusing to cooperate with interrogation."

Congratulations, young man, your crimes have become even more serious.

"You're trying to induce a confession! That's illegal! I'm going to sue you!!" Tang Wulin, like a lion whose tail had been stepped on, tried to stand up, but was violently pulled back into the chair by the cold shackles, making a harsh metallic scraping sound. His eyes were bloodshot as he roared angrily.

"Sue me?" Old Chen shook his head slightly, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. His tone was chillingly calm. "On what grounds? On the 360-degree, no-blind-spot soul-guided surveillance records here? Or on the soul-guided array that is currently recording audio?"

He pointed to several inconspicuous devices in the corner of the ceiling that were flashing a faint red light. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, every surveillance record and every audio recording here uses the latest video recording technology from the research department."

In short, any level-two researcher here could, within ten minutes, perfectly edit your brilliant performance as a "legendary gentleman" into irrefutable evidence of a Shrek spy maliciously impersonating someone and attempting to steal secrets. As for the technical analysis in court?

Old Chen spread his hands, revealing an almost cruel smile on his face.

"Even if the court is willing to believe you, who do you think the technical experts responsible for examining the evidence are mentored by?"

Who developed the analytics software they use? Tang Wulin, welcome to the heart of Federal Technology.

Here, truth—can be manufactured.

Every word was like a heavy hammer blow to Tang Wulin's heart. The anger in his eyes was instantly extinguished as if doused with a bucket of ice water, leaving only a panic and despair rarely seen in him.

His once-proud wisdom and courage suddenly seemed so pale and laughable in the face of the other party's naked rule-crushing.

The anger and fighting spirit that had been there before deflated instantly, like a balloon. His eyes dimmed completely, losing their luster, leaving only bewilderment and a profound sense of powerlessness.

As an experienced interrogator, Old Chen knew that Tang Wulin's psychological defenses had completely collapsed when he saw his distraught appearance.

So he stood up, walked up to Tang Wulin, looked down at the once spirited young genius, and said in a cold and uncompromising voice: "Young man, face reality. This interrogation is just a formality to give you a decent chance to speak, a step in the process."

"There's nothing the research department can't find out if they want to know something." He leaned down slightly, close to Tang Wulin's ear, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear: "So now, the choice is yours."

"Would you proactively and completely disclose everything you know—who ordered your infiltration, what the objective was, how you obtained the key and map, and your Shrek Academy's ridiculous plan to 'patrol the continent'—"

He paused, his icy gaze sweeping over the specially made shackles on Tang Wulin's wrists, which gleamed with a ghostly blue light. His tone suddenly turned chilling: "Or perhaps—should I have someone go to the trouble of having them take a more efficient way to record a frank confession from you?"

Old Chen emphasized the word "gang" with extra force, giving it a chilling implication.

Tang Wulin's body trembled uncontrollably. He now understood that even if he refused to confess and forced himself to continue, he and his companions would be forced to become exemplary prisoners who "had a good attitude towards admitting their guilt."

Behind the one-way mirror, Xu Ziqian watched this scene quietly. The playful smile on his face had long since disappeared, leaving only an indifferent indifference as if he controlled everything.

Thanks to Shrek Academy's domineering rule on the continent for so many years and the various great achievements it has made, the Federation's patience with them has gradually reached its limit. As a key research center, the Federation's research department has been the hardest hit area. However, they have always been unable to take action against Shrek because of its strength and connections, as well as the uncertain existence of its divine backing.

Xu Ziqian has done more than just scientific research during his years at the Federal Research Department. The department creates a personalized file for every teacher, student, elder, and individual in the Shrek Academy's inner court. As a result, they have virtually nowhere to hide here.

Of course, Xu Ziqian will still choose to cover up the matter regarding "one of his own".

However, Shrek Academy is also incredibly skilled and daring, sending a group of inner court disciples with cultivation levels of five or six rings to infiltrate various heavily guarded military locations. Aren't they afraid of being caught?

Looking at the people in the interrogation room who had begun to confess earnestly, Xu Ziqian's eyes revealed a sense of satisfaction. However, he did not intend to let this matter pass by lightly, as he had done with previous ministers of science and technology.

The game has only just begun.

Shrek—you will pay a heavy price for this reckless action.