204: Chapter 192: Fearless 204: Chapter 192: Fearless Gao Yi and the others were dragging Abdulla, and five of them got into a car.
The first problem they faced, of course, was where to go.
The Secret Action Bureau was definitely not an option.
Since this mission was done for Shaman, and since they clearly couldn’t leave the Green Zone, there was only one place left to go.
The Saudi Embassy, which is also the seat of the National Intelligence Bureau.
“He’s not dead, and he didn’t even get hurt!”
Gao Yi was driving, Lucy in the front passenger seat, with Lin Xianghua and Li Jie squeezing Abdulla between them.
However, not long after they got into the car, Abdulla, whose head had been hanging, started shaking it.
Li Jie couldn’t help but express his amazent, then sincerely added, “That’s so really good luck.”
Lin Xianghua suddenly said, “It’s not necessarily good luck.”
Yes, it would have been fine if Abdulla was dead, but him being alive didn’t necessarily an good luck.
Li Jie thought for a mont and nodded, “That’s true.
Being alive doesn’t necessarily an good luck.”
Gao Yi couldn’t care less whether Abdulla’s luck was good or bad as he drove with one hand and dialed Shaman’s number with the other.
“Your Highness, our rescue mission was a success.”
“Hmm, very good.”
His tone was full of exhilaration.
Gao Yi continued, “He’s alive.
It’s a real success.
Also, we took all of the CIA’s interrogation footage, two digital caras that recorded the entire process of the interrogation, right from the captive…
no, from the kidnapper’s mouth, a complete footage without missing a minute.”
“Oh!”
Shaman’s tone was full of surprise, then he excitedly said, “Very good!”
Gao Yi spoke softly, “We are headed to your embassy, Your Highness.
How should we evacuate?”
“As long as you enter the embassy, I guarantee your safety!
As for the evacuation…
I will fly over personally tomorrow; I’m visiting Iraq!”
Shaman was coming personally, a full commitnt, and of course, it might not just be to take Gao Yi and the others away, but also to imdiately and directly inquire what Abdulla had disclosed.
Gao Yi’s confidence surged as he whispered, “Then I am relieved, I an, that’s great.”
“I want to entrust you with sothing.
Upon arriving at our embassy, please imdiately review the CIA’s interrogation recordings to check for any information leaks.”
The audacity of it all.
Shaman didn’t let the people from the National Intelligence Bureau view the interrogation records or let one put it plainly, he didn’t let his own n interrogate Abdulla, instead letting outsiders like Gao Yi check the videos to see if Abdulla had leaked any secrets?
Gao Yi was stunned for a good while, then he finally said, “Your Highness, first of all, we are not proficient in these matters.
Well, to be honest, I don’t want to see what I shouldn’t see.
I’m sorry, Your Highness, but I can’t do this.”
The more you know, the faster you die.
But Shaman spoke softly, “The National Intelligence Bureau cannot be trusted until it has been purged, and it’s specifically because we can’t allow people to see what they shouldn’t that I need you to view this video.
If Abdulla starts talking, just stop, no need to keep watching.
I believe you are smart enough not to look at what you shouldn’t.”
Gao Yi began to understand Shaman.
A sieve-like National Intelligence Bureau, allowing his n to watch this video would be like broadcasting Abdulla’s secrets to the entire world.
But that’s not right; the video was originally recorded by the CIA, so what didn’t the CIA already know?
Just as Gao Yi was about to speak, Shaman continued, “Furthermore, there are things that you can know, that outsiders can know, but my people cannot know, so, you must be the one to view this recording.”
Gao Yi still tried to decline, chuckling bitterly, “Your Highness, why can’t you watch it yourself?
You could completely decide after you arrive tomorrow.”
“How long did the interrogation last, two hours, six hours?
Do you think I have the ti to watch the entire video?”
Well, big shots are always busy; even fast-forwarding it three or four tis to watch a video for one or two hours is still intolerable.
Better to let outsiders know than to be lazy himself.
Or perhaps Prince Shaman simply didn’t embrace the concept of hands-on leadership at all.
Gao Yi didn’t know what to say anymore.
Shaman spoke faintly, “Go to the embassy.
Soone will give you a safe room.
Just watch the video and tell about it.
I trust you completely, for you pose no threat to .
What I provide you is far more than what you could take from .”
It wasn’t a matter of indifference but that Shaman willingly gave more than Gao Yi could obtain from his adversaries; Shaman was confident of this.
What else could Gao Yi say?
He could only respond, “Alright, I’ll watch.”
Shaman faintly added, “If he starts talking, just kill him imdiately.
I don’t want to waste more ti or see him again.”
“I understand.”
Seeing a familiar, close, and trusted person turn into a traitor and personally executing him was not a pleasant feeling.
Gao Yi understood Shaman, so there was nothing more to say.
Just do it.
The rest of the journey went smoothly.
The CIA no longer had ti to make interception moves.
Upon reaching the embassy, they went straight in.
The cleanup work naturally didn’t need Gao Yi and his team to handle.
Waiting for Luca and Feng Biao to arrive, Gao Yi and his team, without missing anyone, entered the embassy.
Of course, the next thing to do was to watch the video.
There were two caras, capturing actually the sa scene, just from different angles.
So, the task for Gao Yi was simple, connect a monitor and then watch the video alone in a small cabin.
As for the content of the video, there really wasn’t much to say, starting with enticent, moving to threats when enticent failed, and then resorting to physical ans when threats proved futile.
Abdulla’s behavior was quite normal.
He wouldn’t speak.
For an agent, Abdulla surely knew so interrogation techniques, so he kept silent from the start.
Then ca the water torture.
The water torture, an infamous thod by the CIA, simple and rough but very effective, involves covering a person’s face with cloth, then pouring water on it until the interrogated nearly suffocates, before removing the water-soaked cloth.
The threats and enticents lasted just over two hours, followed by continuous water torture for a full two hours.
Gao Yi watched until he got goosebumps all over his body and felt numb inside.
However, the tortured Abdulla, aside from coughing loudly, did not make a single peep.
He passed out several tis, Abdulla did not utter a plea for rcy; there were no screams, no cries, no sounds except for coughing.
Then the CIA switched thods, moving beyond just the sensation of suffocation and fear of death to pain.
Old thods like needle stabbing are now outdated.
The CIA started with electric shocks, not ordinary shocks, but targeting the body’s most sensitive nerve spots.
The electric shock was just the beginning; they then used thods that hit directly at the most vulnerable parts of the body without shedding blood.
It might have not looked extrely cruel, as there was no blood, but when Gao Yi saw Abdulla breaking several of his own teeth without even a cry of pain, he was finally convinced of Abdulla’s resilience.
By then, more than five hours had passed and it was already daylight outside.
Yet Gao Yi had to keep watching, and then he finally saw the CIA administering the truth serum.
Ti was tight, the CIA couldn’t use more prolonged thods, so they resorted to the truth serum to make Abdulla speak quickly.
The CIA’s truth serum wasn’t so overbearing; it didn’t turn a person into an idiot, leaving room for further interrogation later.
But after Abdulla was injected with the truth serum, he finally started to talk.
From here, Gao Yi’s drowsiness vanished; he watched every second of the video, ready to pause imdiately if Abdulla revealed any secrets that should not be heard, and then let Prince Shaman continue watching.
But to Gao Yi’s surprise, Abdulla only uttered so aningless delirium.
“I am in pain.”
“I don’t know.”
“I won’t say.”
“Long live His Highness.”
That was about the gist of it—in his muddled state, Abdulla was still trying to flatter Shaman.
Then, just as Gao Yi watched Abdulla being suddenly lifted up and carried away by soone bursting in, the video finally ca to an end after six hours and forty-six minutes with Abdulla having said nothing of consequence.
Coincidentally, just as Gao Yi finished watching the video, the door behind him suddenly opened.
Lin Xianghua and Li Jie, guarding the door; if soone could enter without knocking, it could only be Shaman.
Gao Yi turned around, only to see Shaman with a stern expression asking, “How did it go?”
Gao Yi stood up, looking gravely at Shaman and didn’t speak for a long ti.
Shaman’s face darkened, he began to look disappointed and even a bit desolate.
At that mont, Gao Yi suddenly said, “A fearless general can only have equally fearless soldiers.
Your Highness, what sort of magic do you possess, to what degree must your charisma be, that you can have such a loyal subordinate as Abdulla!”
Shaman stood there, mouth agape.
Gao Yi turned and pointed to the monitor that had stopped playing, saying solemnly, “A true warrior, from beginning to end, endured what ordinary people could not bear, without uttering a single word!”
A sedan chair is lifted by the bearers.
Although Abdulla hasn’t woken up yet, and although Gao Yi has not spoken a single word with him.
Although Abdulla might be very limited in capabilities, and indeed, he is sowhat incompetent.
But for soone like Shaman, is capability really what matters most?
No, what matters most is loyalty.
Thus, Abdulla who has done no wrong, but had comndable rit, had to be employed greatly.
So why should Gao Yi be stingy with praise?
Why shouldn’t Gao Yi lavish praise on Abdulla, and while at it, heavily flatter Shaman?
Why shouldn’t he take a chance to elevate Abdulla?
Feng Biao could turn a scandal into a good story, that was his skill, and Gao Yi could certainly learn from him.
One should not underestimate this skill; changing person, with a different rhetoric, the outco could be vastly different.
Shaman was thrilled, the fatigue on his face vanished, he excitedly said to Gao Yi, “You are right, only a fearless general deserves fearless soldiers!
I understand now why you can have a subordinate as honest and brave as Feng!”
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