The Rumors Are True

Wen Xishu, relying on his willpower and thick skin, significantly delayed the interrogation progress.

By the time Xie Changfeng realized it, it was actually a bit too late.

He suddenly understood that he had been provoked by words and had made many ineffective moves during the interrogation.

It had to be said, this kid Wen Xishu was truly detestable.

His words weren't highly damaging, but they were extremely insulting.

Of course, he had encountered foul-mouthed people before; usually, a good beating would make them behave.

But Wen Xishu's bones were even harder.

Even after interrogating so many people, Wen Xishu was definitely one of the hard ones.

At this moment, Wen Xishu was covered in wounds, his flesh mangled, and his eyes could no longer open, yet his face still managed to convey disdain.

Xie Changfeng was tired.

The main reason was that he himself realized that if he didn't produce the interrogation results soon, there would likely be problems.

So, he began to order people to prepare to inject Wen Xishu with truth serum.

Wen Xishu's mind was hazy, his consciousness blurred, but even at this moment...

He wasn't anxious.

With a blood-soaked, slurred voice, he maintained his previous rhythm, verbally attacking Xie Changfeng.

He knew this part was unavoidable.

But if he showed anxiety now, he would expose his weakness.

From childhood to adulthood, Wen Xishu understood one thing... win by any means necessary. Even if he couldn't win, he had to make the opponent's victory uncomfortable and unsatisfying.

However, he really couldn't think of any more tricks.

Because his consciousness was blurred and ethereal, he occasionally felt a disconnect between reality and illusion.

Vaguely, he thought he heard... footsteps in the distance.

But the next second, he saw the figure of a man again. That person stood amidst the clouds, their face unclear, merely making a gesture.

It was a shushing gesture.

"Xishu, keep it a secret."

"From now on, we're playing a game where whoever speaks first loses."

He felt as if he had returned to childhood, happily nodding, with the thought of his brother wanting to play happily with him.

Was this "Wen Xishu's" memory?

For some reason, Wen Xishu shifted from a first-person perspective to a third-person one.

His consciousness was indeed somewhat chaotic.

He suddenly thought that perhaps this body was like this; when in extreme danger and lacking a sense of security...

He would think of Wen Chaohua.

The one who could bring him a sense of security.

Wen Xishu felt a strange sense of envy.

He was actually the owner of this body now, but he also had his own experiences.

Although he had accepted transmigration, his self-perception had not fully embraced it.

A long time ago, Wen Xishu also wondered what it would be like to have a brother.

Would he share half of his parents' love, or half of their hate? Would he be spared those terrifying experiences?

"Wen Xishu, what kind of help did Wen Chaohua give you!"

"What's going on! The truth serum isn't working on him? Increase the dosage!"

"Don't worry about it. If he goes crazy, he goes crazy. He was a fool to begin with, increase it!"

Faint, distant voices could be heard.

It sounded like someone speaking under a blanket, unclear, but it seemed possible to sense the other person's frantic exasperation.

Wen Xishu wanted to speak. He felt the voice gradually merging with Wen Chaohua and everyone he remembered as trustworthy.

He gradually lost his ability to judge, thinking of answering the question.

But the figure in the distance still stood in the clouds, maintaining the shushing gesture.

Only the mist grew thicker, and the figure became more and more blurred.

Finally, Wen Xishu heard what sounded like a rather hearty laugh. But he truly didn't have the energy to ponder the meaning of the laughter.

The medical personnel felt it was incredible.

After the truth serum was injected, the young man was still able to remain silent.

He had already increased the dosage slightly as per Xie Changfeng's instructions. But now it seemed... the target still possessed defensive awareness.

It was said that people with extreme insecurity were somewhat resistant to truth serum.

But there was no scientific basis for that.

The effect of truth serum made people unable to distinguish whether a voice came from someone trustworthy or from an interrogator.

Ultimately, guided by the voice, they would reveal everything.

But Wen Xishu had managed to hold out for one round.

The medical personnel couldn't help but wonder if there wasn't a single trustworthy person in this young man's world.

He didn't know Wen Xishu's experiences.

He carried secrets in his body that might be worthy of "slice research," and the entire Wen family had been wiped out.

Besides himself, the only survivor was that super criminal named Wen Chaohua.

In such an environment, he truly didn't know who to trust.

However, no matter what, he wouldn't be able to endure the second round.

The medical personnel prepared to increase the dosage again.

Xie Changfeng suddenly became nervous, that secret...

That secret that the high-level personnel wanted to know, might soon be known by himself.

He swallowed, and said:

"Quick! Don't stop!"

Involuntarily, his sixth sense told him that he had to race against time.

But he was still too slow.

A burst of hearty laughter came, startling Xie Changfeng.

"You Security Bureau brats! You're slacking off!"

A few seconds prior, the laughter had been distant, but as the words fell, it had already drawn near.

Interspersed within were occasional muffled groans, the sounds of the guards.

Xie Changfeng wanted to shout out immediately: "Enemy attack!"

But upon seeing the old man's face, he couldn't.

"Looking at you, it seems you haven't gotten anything out of him? Hahahahaha..."

The old man's laughter was unrestrained.

Xie Changfeng's face was grim; he recognized who this person was. He hadn't expected someone of this caliber to appear here.

Albert Napolitano.

The man rumored to have climbed to the ninety-first floor of the Tower of Slaughter.

"Doctor, has this brat been injected with truth serum?" Albert already had his answer.

Looking at Wen Xishu's unfocused eyes, he knew that the Security Bureau no longer cared about the health of Wen Xishu, a meritorious individual.

His smile gradually faded, freezing in a rather oppressive manner, his gaze sharpening:

"What about your human rights?"

The doctor knew who Albert was but had never met him and didn't realize the man before him was the legend of the Bunker. He merely felt a numb sensation in his knees, as if they were about to buckle.

"In... injected, and the dosage was increased, but... but nothing has been elicited yet."

As if the one injected with truth serum wasn't Wen Xishu, but the doctor himself, facing the old man, the doctor instinctively told the truth.

Expecting Albert to fly into a rage, Albert instead burst into laughter once more:

"Hahahaha, that's great, that's really great. He didn't crack, this kid has some substance, doesn't he?"

"Alright, thank you for testing him. I need to take him with me. The Three Towers Academy is still short one enrollment slot."

He patted the doctor's shoulder in a friendly manner, without much force, but both the doctor and Xie Changfeng were stunned.

Because they hadn't seen how Albert had instantly moved from the doorway to beside the doctor.

At this moment, Xie Changfeng couldn't help but recall the rumors about Albert.

The Tower of Slaughter, the Tower of Desire, and the Tower of Deception could all grant sequences and certain attributes.

But these attributes couldn't be brought into the Bunker. No matter how much you dominated the Three Towers...

Once you arrived in the Bunker, you could only be an ordinary person.

This was also why so many people, after achieving unparalleled feats in the Bunker, could still only accept exploitation by the high-level personnel upon their return.

Therefore, people believed that the Three Towers Game was just a game, all virtual. Except for the material rewards.

But there was a saying that if someone could break through to the ninetieth floor in any of the towers...

it's possible to bring the attribute panels from the Three Towers into reality at a certain ratio.

At the same time, they could be hidden from the Ladder Ranking, making them unviewable and turning them into so-called "hidden masters."

Most people believed this saying was just a tactic to encourage people to go to the Tower of Slaughter.

Although everyone loved going to the Tower of Desire, if their abilities could be brought into reality, people would lean more towards choosing abilities from the Tower of Slaughter.

Because those were tangible abilities that could intimidate others.

In short, many people, including Xie Changfeng, didn't believe this saying was true.

Until this moment, as Xie Changfeng looked at Albert Napolitano, he suddenly realized...

Perhaps some part of the rumors was true.

This man could indeed use some of the Three Towers' power within the Bunker.