Excessive ferocity due to caution

trial room.

P was hanging in mid-air, his skin torn and bleeding, his clothes stained with blood.

Thick, fresh blood mixed with saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

He kept his eyes closed and didn't utter a sound.

Not long after, a well-dressed person walked into the room.

He had a full head of white hair and wore white-rimmed glasses. He entered the interrogation room, and the person in charge of the interrogation bowed deeply upon seeing the old man.

"Academician Akita".

Akita waved his hand, and the servants in charge of the interrogation immediately left the room.

Akita glanced at the half-dead P, picked up a ladle from the side, scooped up a ladle of cold water, and poured it on P's body. The latter suddenly convulsed and spasmed, opening his mouth to breathe heavily.

"P, open your eyes and look at me."

Akita's face no longer held any feigned respect for P; only coldness and indifference remained.

P barely opened his eyes, gazing blankly at Akita in front of him.

"Academician Akita..."

His voice was weak and calm.

"Is there anything I can help you with?"

Akita coldly replied:

"Stop playing dumb. I'm asking you, why did you delete all data related to cherries and their database?"

P replied:

"My teacher died, so I just deleted his data to avoid taking up space."

Akita squinted, carefully examining P:

"Still lying."

"I specifically went to carefully examine the data reading and writing situation of the experimental staff, and made a comparison of all the data changes in the 33 years since Cherry left."

"As early as the third day after Cherry left, you began to gradually erase his data. You wrote a virus targeting the 'Tianmu' system, and every now and then you used this software to delete or modify parts of Cherry's data without being detected by the system... What was your intention in doing this?"

P smiled weakly:

"Academician Akita, once a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. What's the point of dwelling on this now?"

Akita's eyes were gloomy, filled with murderous intent:

"When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out?"

"Why do I feel like... the cherry isn't dead?"

"A terrorist attack occurred in Z city not long ago. The military and the criminals who returned from the desert have already clashed for the second time, and the fighting is fierce and intense!"

"At this time, the guards I borrowed from the military region to monitor Cherry's wife and daughter all died mysteriously..."

As he spoke, he walked up to P and lowered his voice:

"Tell me honestly, did you do this?"

P-path:

"Perhaps they are criminals in the Sand Sea Cage. They hate the teacher to the bone. Maybe some of them found out where the teacher's wife and daughters were and went to kidnap and kill them."

Akita took out a special recorder and waved it in front of P.

"But why is that? I found out that you went to Yunyu Xiaozhu twice in the last two days."

"Isn't this a bit too much of a coincidence?"

P was panting:

"Academician Akita... This world is never short of coincidences."

"The entire world is composed of a series of coincidences... Ahh!!"

Before he could finish speaking, Akita pulled out a pair of pliers and snapped off one of his fingers, causing P to scream in pain.

The pliers weren't sharp enough, and P's right little finger bone was cracked open, but the skin and flesh were still attached.

Fresh blood slowly dripped onto the ground, pooling together with the already congealed blood on the ground.

"Are you treating me like a child?"

Akita's face contorted as he poked P's groin with the pliers in his hand, grinning maliciously:

"You don't want to talk about the cherries... fine, I won't ask anymore."

"I have another question for you. If you answer truthfully, I will let bygones be bygones."

"Project Blue Poison...where are you hiding it?"

P remained silent.

For the past thirty-three years, he has remained silent.

He had grown accustomed to silence.

Akita snapped off a few more of his fingers, but P only cried out in pain a few times.

Finally, Akita aimed the pliers at P's genitals.

At this point, P finally let out a miserable scream.

His expression was ferocious and terrifying.

Tears and snot mixed with blood from his mouth dripped from his chin.

After he fainted from the pain, Akita used salt water to wake him up.

"Shall we talk about it?"

Akita smiled grimly.

"If you don't tell, the other side will be gone too!"

P, panting heavily, said intermittently:

"Academician Akita...you're working for the Skull Church, aren't you?"

"Project Blue Poison is also a research project of the Skull Church, right?"

"From the very beginning of this research project... you never considered the survival of those of us involved, did you?"

The three soul-searching questions left Akita frozen in place.

His eyes flickered with a mixture of shock and an intense, indescribable killing intent!

"Where did you hear the name 'Skull Church'?"

Akita's voice held an indescribable chill.

P seemed to have adapted to the intense pain in his lower body, and the trembling in his voice lessened considerably.

"From your mouth."

Akita was stunned:

"In my mouth?"

P grinned, his teeth stained red with blood, making him look particularly eerie.

"When I was bored, I liked to tinker with some gadgets. I accidentally left a listening device on you... and then, of course, I heard some things I shouldn't have heard."

"Once Blue Poison's research project reaches a certain stage, you will transfer all the experimental data, then imprison us researchers, and hand over the list and detailed information of all researchers involved in the project to the Skull Church. At that time, the Skull Church will conduct a massive purge of the researchers listed in the data..."

Hearing P's words, Akita actually put down the pliers in his hand.

"So, you deliberately approached me and framed Cherry, all to protect him?"

"As long as he doesn't continue participating in the experimental project, his data will no longer be updated. You've been erasing a portion of it every seven days, spending thirty-three years destroying all of Cherry's data from the database, just to let him escape the final purge by the Church of the Skull?"

"Great, excellent!"

Akita clapped his hands, a complex expression on his face.

"That stubborn old man, Cherry, I don't know what kind of luck he had to get a student like you... I'm even a little envious of him."

"While I admire you, you'd better tell me the truth now...where exactly is the Blue Poison project hidden?"

"If you tell the truth, I can give you a quick death; otherwise, I will hand you over to the Skull Church, and you can imagine what kind of unbearable suffering you will endure!"

P remained silent.

Akita gripped the pliers tightly in his hand, the veins on his temples throbbing.

"Stubborn to the end!"

He cursed angrily, then suddenly remembered something and sneered:

"Didn't you want to save the cherries?"

"He must still be in Z City!"

"I'll gather people right now and search the entire city for cherries. Let's see if your stubbornness will still be as strong as it is now when all your 33 years of hard work go down the drain!"

A hint of panic flashed in P's eyes, but he still didn't say anything.

He knew that even if Akita got what he wanted, he would never let go of the cherries!

Now that things have come to this, there's nothing more he can do.

Akita slammed the door and left, but stopped as soon as he stepped outside.

He stood in the corridor, facing several guards lying on the ground, and a man and a woman acting suspiciously...

The three of them exchanged a glance.

Akita quickly turned around to run away, but was hit hard on the back of the head!

boom!

He collapsed to the ground, his fate unknown.

Zong Haisheng wiped the sweat from his brow and said to Liao Hongqiao:

"Miss Liao, I find this very strange."

Liao Hongqiao took out a bottle of medicine and smelled it on the noses of these unconscious people. They actually slowly stood up!

These people stood on both sides with empty eyes, like zombies.

"What's strange?"

Liao Hongqiao said warily.

Zong Haisheng's expression was strange:

"Why do I feel like...we're doing something only criminals would do?"

Liao Hongqiao patted him on the shoulder:

"Be more confident, and remove the word 'like'."

Zong Haisheng: "..."

They entered the interrogation room and couldn't help but shudder as they looked at P, who was hanging in mid-air, half-beaten to death.

This is cruel abuse!

Especially at P's lower body, Zong Haisheng and Liao Hongqiao couldn't help but squeeze their legs together.

"Are you Dr. P?"

Liao Hongqiao gave Zong Haisheng a look, and Zong Haisheng immediately moved the unconscious Akita into a corner of the interrogation room.

P slowly opened his eyes, looking at Akita, who was unconscious in the corner, with a hint of confusion in his eyes:

"Who are you?"

Liao Hongqiao loosened P's bindings.

"We're here to rescue you."

"Many supervillains are eyeing the 'Blue Poison' project, and you happen to be its head. They will definitely not let you get away with this!"

P said calmly:

"Project Blue Poison... I've already hidden it."

Both of them were taken aback.

"You hid the Blue Poison project?"

P's gaze as he looked at the two was filled with peace and tranquility.

"Yes."

"In this world, only I know where the Blue Poison project is located."

"Without me, no one would find it."

"So, to prevent them from finding the Blue Poison project, the best thing you should do right now... is to kill me."

The two looked at each other and saw the hesitation in each other's eyes.

"this……"

P leaned against the pear wood cabinet and slowly said:

"Blue Poison must not fall into the hands of any criminals. Although there is only one drop, the power it contains is terrifying... If this thing falls into the hands of someone with ulterior motives, it will be an unprecedented and terrible disaster for Z City!"

"Only if I die can it be guaranteed not to fall into the hands of others."

Zong Haisheng scoffed upon hearing this:

"In every movie, there are always a few people who are not very bright and think they are saviors."

Liao Hongqiao glared at him, and Zong Haisheng shrugged, squatted down to the side, and remained silent.

P didn't seem to mind Zong Haisheng's sarcasm, only saying:

"I have no intention of being a savior, I just feel... I've already done so much, what harm would it do to do more?"

"I'm going to die eventually anyway. Even if you don't kill me, the Church of the Skull will."

"So...please do me a favor."

Liao Hongqiao remained silent for a long time, then looked at Zong Haisheng, who was squatting on the ground drawing circles. The latter felt Liao Hongqiao's gaze, and his anus tightened.

"Don't look at me, Miss Liao, I always listen to you... You make the decision yourself."

Upon hearing this, Liao Hongqiao hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth, took out a sharp dagger, and said to P:

"Doctor, do you have any last words?"

P thought for a moment and smiled:

"If it's convenient... please bury my body in the Xiling Cemetery."

"Thirty-three years ago, when we parted ways in the prison of the desert, I promised my teacher that I would give all the money I had saved to my teacher's wife and take good care of her and Xiao Shun..."

"But people inevitably develop some selfish motives as they live longer."

"A few years ago, I secretly saved up some money and bought myself a tomb... right in Xiling."

Liao Hongqiao took a deep breath and nodded:

"good!"

"I'll try!"

After saying that, she plunged the knife in her hand into P's spine.

The latter's eyes quickly lost their sparkle...

PS: Second update, 3400+ words

Take a break, then I'll write the third update.

There were some errors in the previous chapters that I can't fix right now. They're under review in the dynamics section. I'll revise them after the review period ends.