Chapter 149 Soul Interrogation

In the dim stairwell, two men stood silently.

In the darkest corner of the stairwell, a quieter orange cat crouched.

The two men and the cat were motionless.

Like stone sculptures.

…

…

Gu Shen vaguely remembered someone calling his name.

Then he uncontrollably turned his head and met the person's eyes.

When he woke up again, he had arrived here.

【"So dark..."】

All around was a chaotic darkness, and nothing could be seen.

Where is this?

There was a familiar feeling, somewhat similar to the Jingzhe dream, but not exactly the same.

He looked down at his palm, but only saw floating mist. His consciousness still existed, but his body had no substance…

"This is Han Dang's 'dream realm'."

A ball of white light, faintly condensed, becoming the only ray of light in the darkness.

The so-called white light was not Chu Ling herself, but a paper lantern she was carrying. It looked very ancient, like a demon-exorcising girl from a manga. The firelight of the lantern illuminated the darkness in all directions, dispelling the mist.

"Just now, Han Dang used the most direct method to pull you into a dream.

Chu Ling raised the lantern, illuminating the gloomy end in the distance—

Gu Shen saw another version of himself sitting on a narrow chair, bound by iron chains, head drooping. This was the dream world, and everything was created according to mental strength… Obviously, Han Dang was the master of this world.

"Pulled me into a dream…"

Gu Shen felt that he could no longer clench his fist, and the sense of power in his body gradually disappeared. He was like a catkin scattered by the wind.

"Your mental strength is not enough to resist a strong mind mage like Han Dang." Chu Ling said, "But at the last moment, I performed a 【Spirit Link】 on you, forcibly retaining a trace of your spirit. So… you are not completely sitting on that chair yet."

She pursed her lips.

Looking at the chair, Gu Shen felt a burst of depression in his heart.

Just looking at the other self sitting there, he immediately felt a strong sense of powerlessness surging.

"What will happen if I sit on it?"

"If you sit on it, you will lose control of your spirit." Chu Ling said in a low voice, "In Han Dang's dream, your soul cannot hide or deceive. He will get all the information he wants to know… Because of Luo Er and Zhong Wei's close protection, he originally had no chance to approach you. I didn’t expect that leaving Da Teng this time would backfire.”

Gu Shen was thoughtful: "In other words… I still retain the last shred of spiritual autonomy."

"That's right, he can't detect or disconnect my 【Spirit Link】." Chu Ling said slowly, "The current situation is not good. If Han Dang is just interrogating you, your spirit shouldn't be too damaged."

Gu Shen keenly captured something ominous.

"What if… it's more than just interrogation?" His heart sank, "What if he tortures me?"

"No matter who it is, it will hurt to be beaten. If he tortures you… it depends on whether you can withstand it."

Chu Ling thought for a while and said, "Even if you can withstand it… you should be half-dead, and your spirit will be severely damaged."

"What if I can't withstand it?"

Gu Shen's right eyelid twitched wildly.

"In a mind mage's dream… people can die. Even shallow dreams are not absolutely safe." Chu Ling lowered her eyes, "If your spirit collapses, you may become an out-of-control person, or you may die directly. It depends on what Han Dang thinks."

Sure enough… as he expected, contact with Han Dang was basically equivalent to entering a dream. There was no escaping it.

This feeling was terrible.

There was absolutely no room to parry.

After being dreamed by Han Dang and entering the dream, he was just a salted fish waiting to be slaughtered.

"Fortunately, according to the file, Han Dang is not the kind of person who likes to use violence… and it can be inferred that he doesn't want to expose himself yet." Chu Ling said, "Remember that incomplete video? Han Dang deliberately erased the memories of those security personnel at the fire scene. His investigation in Da Teng City this time is being carried out secretly underground, and he doesn't want anyone to know."

"So I can only hope that… he will only interrogate me later, not torture me." Gu Shen stared at the man in the suit, gritting his teeth, "This bastard won't be so dishonorable, will he?"

Actually, if it was really torture, it wouldn't be so bad.

Gu Shen didn't believe that Han Dang dared to kill him here.

But what gave Gu Shen a bigger headache was how to deal with the upcoming "interrogation"…

Interrogation! Another interrogation!

In Han Dang's dream, he couldn't lie.

He would definitely ask about the details of the fire case, and maybe he already suspected that his extraordinary ability didn't exist… If he uncontrollably told the truth, everything would be over.

…

…

Han Dang straightened his tie and smoothed the wrinkles on his suit.

He looked down at the poor boy on the chair and snapped his fingers.

A burst of cold water appeared out of thin air, pouring down and soaking Gu Shen all over.

The spirit link was broken at this moment—

Gu Shen woke up instantly, and a bone-chilling cold wave enveloped him. He raised his head and looked at Han Dang, his face full of "panic."

"Gu Shen, the 's' that Zhou Jiren has high hopes for."

Han Dang opened his mouth softly, "I have always been very curious about what kind of genius it is that requires a special pardon to protect… But after seeing you today, I am very disappointed."

"Judging from the blood stains on the rooftop, you should have awakened a spiritual extraordinary power, right?"

Han Dang squatted down, looked at Gu Shen at eye level, and said lightly, "But your spiritual power is too weak… You can't resist my dream at all, and you don't even have a trace of resistance."

"…"

Gu Shen opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but couldn't say a word.

"'I don't understand what you are talking about.'" Han Dang smiled, "This should be what you want to say… But you just can't say it, no matter what…"

"How does this feel?"

Gu Shen looked at Han Dang in astonishment.

The man in the suit spread his arms, and his voice was as majestic as a god!

"My dream domain… is called 'Truth'!"

Han Dang's figure suddenly dispersed, his suit turned into flying sand, and his voice turned into wind. The flying sand and wind swept and filled every corner of the dark dream realm.

"Here, what I say is the truth. No matter who the dreamer is, they cannot lie in the Truth domain."

The next moment, he suddenly appeared beside Gu Shen, raised a hand, and seemed to touch something… A pale light lit up in the darkness, shining on Gu Shen, making him look even more like a prisoner.

"We will meet… with the most authentic faces."

Han Dang stepped back, staggered as if accidentally, and his body turned to ashes and fell into the boundless darkness.

The next moment, the flying sand condensed five steps away from Gu Shen, and the man happened to sit down on a comfortable high seat, without any embarrassment, only elegance and composure.

He leaned on his elbows.

The pale light illuminated what separated the two in the middle.

It was a cold black long table.

This place was completely transformed into an interrogation room, and the surrounding walls slowly emerged.

"It's a pity, kid who likes to act, you met me." Han Dang stared into Gu Shen's eyes, expressionless: "I've watched the interrogation video of the A-009 case. You started playing crazy from that time, right?"

Gu Shen's throat rattled.

He couldn't speak, couldn't deny it.

"Don't struggle, it's useless."

Seeing this scene, Han Dang smiled.

"Next… I will conduct a soul interrogation on you."