Beep!
A shrill alarm echoed through the empty secret room.
A trace of mockery seemed to enter the eyes of the people around him at that moment, and intense pain and numbness shot through Griffin Jones's entire body.
"Aaargh!"
The echoing alarm gave way to screams.
"Lying isn't something a good boy should do."
Watching Griffin Jones convulse in the iron chair under the high-voltage current, the people in white made no effort to hold back their mockery and derision.
A polygraph.
It was hardly an unfamiliar concept.
But in most people's understanding, these things were inaccurate. Though there was some logic behind them, they were mostly just gimmicks and toys.
But what was the reality?
Research into lie detection in various countries went back who knew how many years. As a crucial technology that every intelligence organization valued highly, the manpower and resources secretly poured into it were certainly no less than those invested in military technology.
In fact, many intelligence agencies already had highly advanced lie detection technology. Its effectiveness against intelligence operatives who had undergone specialized training was another matter, but its accuracy with ordinary people was definitely over ninety percent. Even calling it ninety-nine percent would not be an exaggeration.
The reason modern society did not use polygraphs in fields such as criminal investigations was not that the technology was inaccurate. It was merely because of that possibility of error, even if it was only one-tenth of a percent.
No matter how sophisticated a machine was, it could still make mistakes or suffer interference from external factors. Using it to directly determine someone's guilt would inevitably lead to wrongful convictions. That was all.
But that was merely a drawback in legitimate public use. Intelligence agencies did not need to talk evidence with you, and lawless underground