Intelligence

"Speak. What was your purpose in coming to this point in the timeline?" Inside the interrogation room, Tang Shizhe wore a white surgical gown and held a pair of forceps.

"Pah! You could kill me, and you still wouldn't get any intelligence!" Zhao Yin spat.

"Not bad. At least you aren't idiots—you knew to install anti-mind-reading protection in your brain."

"But do you think that means I have no way to deal with you?" Tang Shizhe sneered coldly.

"Um, could you please not do anything? I can feel pain too!" Zhao Yin's original personality emerged, crying pitifully.

She felt that she must have committed some terrible massacre in her previous life, or else how could she be this unlucky in this one? She got into a car accident, finally got saved, only to become a prisoner—and now she was about to face torture and interrogation.

"Do you have a way to make her talk?" Tang Shizhe sighed.

"N-no," Zhao Yin said softly.

"Useless trash! Stop talking! I really look down on you! Why was the old me such a piece of trash?!" Zhao Yin's expression suddenly turned vicious.

"Isis, do you have a method?" Tang Shizhe turned to ask Isis, who stood nearby.

He had just had Isis attempt a mind read, but she had been unable to obtain any useful information at all.

"I have an idea." Isis nodded.

"The personality currently inside Zhao Yin's body was sent back from the future. She underwent anti-interrogation training in the future! That kind of training lets her overcome every sensation brought by her body. I call it sensory suppression! This ability prevents them from feeling pain or any other sensations."

"Furthermore, she must have trained herself to lie, allowing her to tell lies without triggering the slightest psychological fluctuation."

"But this