America? No, it's the warp!

"A scapegoat, a Satanic Christian, an abandoned underling—these four black guys are quite unique."

Stephen flipped through the notes he had taken.

"We've been reviewing this for several days, but it's not as efficient as your few hours."

"Because you are police officers, you don't mingle on the streets, you don't understand the thoughts of these gang members, and you don't know the differences between them."

Logan offered an explanation.

In the eyes of the police, these four black men were just black men who looked different; otherwise, they were no different and were all criminals who had broken the law.

All it takes is a fierce attitude and a fully charged stun gun to subdue them.

But in reality, each black person has their own different gang status, their own different goals, and their own different ideas.

"You're right, now there's only one left. This black guy is the toughest of the four. He's not even afraid of our Taser. He's a real tough nut to crack."

"I understand. Don't worry, he'll agree."

Logan already knew these details from the previous interrogation records. He pushed open the door to the last interrogation room, which was a small office that had been temporarily converted.

The window, which was originally a large floor-to-ceiling window, was now completely covered by curtains.

The bright fluorescent lights shone incessantly, and the air conditioner in the corner kept blowing cold air.

The specially prepared cup of coffee was spilled on the floor, and the liquid traces had gradually dried.

The burly Black man sitting in the interrogation chair was wearing short sleeves, but his body didn't tremble at all, as if he couldn't feel the cold in the room.

His teeth were clenched tightly, and his eyes looked like those of a wolf, plotting how to tear the person in front of him to pieces after he escaped.

Flynn: Senior Deacon of the Slaanesh Order

[Loyalty: 25 (He believes the Empire can still be saved, provided the leader of the Order sits on the throne)]

Khorne: 85 (Fists are the best way to solve problems)

[Neguller: 14 (The Order still needs to expand)]

Slaanesh: 43 (Wants more muscle)

Tzeentch: 15 (Not intelligent, but loyal)

"Flynn, a notorious enforcer in the Crippled Gang, is mainly responsible for subduing resisting officers and quickly collecting cash during robberies, right?"

Logan started the conversation.

Flynn didn't answer; he just kept the same look in his eyes.

"Before coming here, I interrogated all three of them, and guess what?"

Logan paused for a moment, then cast a fishing line.

The burly man opposite him took the bait; his eyes changed, and he began to think things through.

He looked at Logan's eyes, hidden behind sunglasses, wanting an answer, but the other man sat calmly and leisurely, refusing to continue.

He could only helplessly ask:

"What did they say?"

"Ha! I thought you'd become mute after I punched you earlier!"

Flynn was so concerned about what his companion said, and based on the values ​​provided by the Eye of Insight, Logan judged that this was a person who was extremely loyal to Teren.

Getting someone like that to betray Teren might be difficult, but in reality, the Teren in Flynn's mind might not be the same as the actual Teren, if he were told about the abandonment suffered by the three main culprits and Teren's true nature.

It might be simpler.

"Okay, jokes aside, all three of your companions say that the whole robbery was orchestrated by Teren."

Flynn tried to stand up, but his body was restrained, and he failed. He roared:

"How dare they! When something goes wrong, they try to pin the blame on Boss Teren! Is this how they repay Boss Teren?"

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't rush. They all have their reasons."

Quinn, a young man who had only joined the Cripples Gang six months prior, was, according to his own account and Lance's corroboration, used by Teren to make him a scapegoat in the robbery. As a result, he was not assigned a hiding place and was easily caught by the police while out for a stroll.

Moreover, according to Quinn, he himself did not receive much money from the gang, and even if he was identified as the one to take the blame, he would not receive any compensation.

Therefore, he chose to tell the truth to lessen his sentence.

The interrogation records clearly state that this big, clumsy guy was not involved in the planning of the entire case; he was merely an executor.

Therefore, he is a very easy person to fool.

"What about the other two? They're both veterans! Boss Trent has treated them very well!"

Flynn stopped pressing Quinn, clearly indicating that Quinn's actions were somewhat reasonable.

"Jansen, you know, he's a devout Christian, but Tren always makes him the gunman in operations, and if anyone dares to resist, he'll send a bullet."

However, after we examined him, he realized why it was always him who picked up the gun, and not someone else, and why he, a Christian, had to take lives.

He said that it was because Teren knew that he had donated most of the money he received to the church, and God was more forgiving of him, so He made him bear the sin.

But any Christian knows that money can never compare to life.

Therefore, he also chose to point the finger at Terren.

Flynn was silent for a while. He knew more or less about Jason's situation. He had wondered before why a member of the crippled gang would believe in Christianity and always act as a gunman, killing rebels without any scruples. Only today did he understand.

"What about Lance? He always says he's highly valued by the boss, and that he's the last person who should betray him."

Flynn accepts the fact that two of his companions betrayed him, but he still wants to know why the last companion changed his story.

"Lance, he's the most pitiful one."

He has been a member of the "crippled gang" for eight years, and he claims to have dealt with nearly a hundred of his fellow members.

These companions are scapegoats like Quinn, and veteran members like Jason who require a lot of money to support.

He also said that in this operation, Jason was the designated scapegoat, which is why he was hidden in an underground passage, a place where he could be easily discovered.

All of these actions were at the behest of Teren, and he kept each one in mind.

But this time, he himself became one of those to be dealt with, because this time, Teren did not try to save him.

After all, he knew that Terren had abandoned so many members, and that throwing him in prison and having him killed was the best course of action.

But he was unwilling to accept this, so he chose to point the finger at Terren.

All three had valid reasons, and Flynn fell silent again, this time filled with intense anxiety.

Why is Boss Teren like this? How could he possibly be like this?

Logan then provided the assist:

"Flynn, you're so loyal to Terren, but has he ever discussed any operational plans with you?"

The burly man suddenly looked up; he finally realized his true status within the gang.

"Tsk tsk tsk."

Logan clicked his tongue.

"Look, you're just a knife in Terren's hand, a tool, a tool that doesn't need thought. Now that you know his true colors, what are you going to do...?"

Flynn's mind was a complete mess. If he had known earlier that Terren was such a boss, he would never have chosen to follow him, but it was too late; he was already in the police station.

"So, you want me to identify him too?"

He finally spoke up and asked.

"Just let Terren get the trial he deserves; the real him doesn't deserve your loyalty."

"Okay, I'll identify him. Once he's in jail too, I'll question him about these things."