953: Chapter 958 Necessary Procedures 953: Chapter 958 Necessary Procedures Now, Yang Yi was inside the CIA headquarters building.
After leaving Porter’s office with Walter, they passed through two security checks, descended four floors, went through two corridors and a large hall, and arrived at the office area of the security departnt.
Along the way, Yang Yi had encountered a few people, but no one showed any curiosity towards him.
In this busy place, a new face did not attract attention.
It was not until Yang Yi was taken into an office, a front and back suite, that Walter called three people, not to monitor Yang Yi, but to protect him.
If Yang Yi’s investigation subject was Aaron, then he naturally needed protection.
Although the possibility of an attack at the CIA headquarters was incredibly slim, the sa saying applied—if anyone Yang Yi t after revealing his identity and mission did not take his security seriously, then that person was either neglecting their duties or an accomplice of Aaron.
In the outer room sat two CIA agents, while Walter and an aide sat with Yang Yi.
It wasn’t imprisonnt, but Yang Yi couldn’t leave if he wanted to.
So this so-called protection was actually a sort of house arrest in disguise.
Walter had no desire to talk, but the agents in the sa room were not of the sa mind.
They knew they were called to protect Yang Yi, only they did not know why.
Yang Yi had been in Walter’s office for over two hours already.
Strict training ensured that every qualified agent would not chatter idly, but when three people sat together in complete silence, the atmosphere beca awkward.
To break the monotony, one of the agents made a seemingly casual remark, “It’s ti for dinner.”
Walter glanced at his subordinate, who slightly shook his head, causing the aide to imdiately zip his lips and refuse to say another word.
As for the current situation, Yang Yi wasn’t too worried; on the contrary, he was sowhat looking forward to it.
The next part would be the most difficult.
Identity was now confird, so what about experience?
What had Yang Yi done over these years, and how had he executed his secret tasks?
These things always needed thorough investigation.
But the investigation wasn’t as simple as asking a few questions, particularly not just a few quick questions posed by Porter MacLaughlin himself.
Yang Yi felt nervous and anxious about parts he couldn’t control.
For example, the janitor said there would be no flaws in his identity, but since it was the janitor’s doing, Yang Yi inevitably had his doubts.
Now that his identity was confird and the first hurdle was smoothly navigated, the next step concerned problems that Yang Yi himself would face.
And for this part, Yang Yi was full of confidence.
Finally, soone knocked on the door.
The person who ca in was Porter’s very earnest-looking aide, followed by another person.
With no further ado, the earnest man directly addressed Yang Yi, “Please co with , we have so questions to ask you.
Walter, you too.”
Yang Yi walked between the earnest man and Walter to an interrogation room.
No matter what it was called, the room Yang Yi entered was an interrogation room because it had complete interrogation facilities; therefore, the room was an interrogation room.
Of course, Yang Yi would not be subjected to torture, but so necessary interrogation tools were definitely present.
Behind a long oval table, three chairs were placed opposite a solitary chair.
Without any need for prompting, Yang Yi sat down of his own accord.
There were two visible caras.
There were probably more hidden, but no polygraph or such intelligence-insulting devices were present.
Such gadgets are shown for those who don’t understand.
If you’re interrogating a spy, a lie detector becos unnecessary, as it might cause the interrogated to question the interrogator’s intelligence.
Lie detectors aren’t useless, determining lies through a series of physiological responses like heart rate, pulse, and brainwave activity.
They are useful for those untrained in counter-interrogation, but not for spies.
So experienced interrogators place more trust in their own eyes.
The earnest man took the seat in the middle.
He calmly said, “My na is Dave, and this is Coit, who will handle the record-keeping.
You already know Walter.
You don’t need to be nervous, we just have so questions we hope you can answer truthfully.
Alright, let’s begin now.”
Yang Yi stretched out his hand, naturally saying, “Sorry, could I get a glass of water?
I’m a bit thirsty.”
Dave imdiately replied, “Oh, sorry, I might have been a bit too anxious.
Do you want water?
Or so other drink?”
Yang Yi thought for a mont and said, “An ice-cold cola, if you have one, thank you.
Of course, water is fine too.”
Dave nodded, got up personally, and left the room.
He quickly returned with two canned colas and placed them in front of Yang Yi, then said gravely, “There are no straws left.
Would you like a cup?”
“Uh, never mind the cup, let’s just get started please.
Sorry.”
After the apology, Yang Yi opened the can, picked up the cola and gulped it down, then he exhaled, looking satisfied, “I’m ready to begin.”
Dave nodded, then gravely said, “Where to start?
You ntioned you were personally recruited by Jason Moore Haye to undertake a secret mission he gave you.
So why did he choose you?”
Yang Yi spread his hands, looking helpless, “I really can’t answer that question.
At the ti, I was in London, he found , asked if I wanted to be a spy.
Uh, I was quite young, and I idolized the life of a spy; so at the ti, I wasn’t really thinking about whether I wanted to be a spy but rather if Mr.
Hayes was deceiving .
Once I found out he wasn’t, I agreed without hesitation.”
Dave’s face bore no expression as he asked, “What did he do to make you believe he was not lying to you?”
Yang Yi sighed, “He gave four passports, thirty thousand British Pounds, an alias, and then he gave a mission.”
Dave didn’t inquire about the mission Yang Yi ntioned.
He simply said flatly, “That’s it?
What happened next?”
Yang Yi shrugged, “What next?
After that, I realized I might have been conned.
He told to find a person nad Brian, but he didn’t tell where to look.
It took getting thrown into Pelican Bay Prison to find out—yes, I spent over three years there.
The purpose was to locate Brian and get close to him.
Uh, can I explain the mission in detail?
Also, do you know about my ti at Pelican Bay Prison?”
Dave nodded, “Yes, we are aware of your activities in Pelican Bay Prison, but please tell us in detail anyway.”
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