He sat blankly inside the sealed cell, his vision swallowed by darkness.
Tomorrow, he would be sent to the execution ground.
Feng Qi found that his heart was remarkably calm, neither joyful nor sorrowful.
The taut string in his mind had finally been granted a moment of respite.
Just then, the lights suddenly came on. A prison warden accompanied a graceful figure to the specially reinforced glass window of the cell.
"Director Wei, this is Feng Qi," the warden said respectfully as he introduced him to Wei Wei.
"Even the United Military Department's interrogation methods were ineffective against him?"
"We tried everything. His vitality has already been exhausted; he simply can't withstand any more torment. The higher-ups have also given up on interrogating him. They decided to send him to the execution ground tomorrow and give the public an explanation through a live broadcast of his execution."
"The Scarlet Institute has claimed his body. Perhaps we can uncover some secret from him."
"We've already submitted your application to the higher-ups. Approval should come through soon," the warden immediately replied.
"Can you let me go in and examine his wounds? They seem to have been caused by biochemical modifications. Perhaps I have a way to make him talk."
"This... I can only give you half an hour. He's too important. He can't die."
"Then half an hour it is. If he dies, I'll take responsibility. Open the door," Wei Wei said at once.
After hearing that, the warden immediately pressed the switch he carried with him. The iron door to one side slowly opened.
"Director Wei, go in and examine him carefully. As long as he doesn't die, you can do whatever you want. Let me know if you need anything else."
Wei Wei nodded and stepped into the cell.
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