Interrogations

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"Hoo—" The enemy fainted, and Daisy let out a sigh. She had not been burdened by her continuous use of abilities for a long time.

Taking off her nightgown and putting on her own clothes, she prepared to interrogate the enemy.

First, take a towel to gag Madame Viper to prevent any chance of her awakening and causing trouble with the venom she has in her teeth.

The interrogation couldn't take place at the Yashida Estate, nor could it be at the S.H.I.E.L.D. Bureau's contact point. It would be just going in with the front foot, and a large number of Hydra would run in to save people the next second.

She needed a spacious and undisturbed location.

Teleporting out of the old mansion, Daisy surveyed the surroundings and quickly found a warehouse. She broke the door lock and carried Madame Viper inside on her back.

Using four iron chains, Daisy suspended Mrs. Viper in the air in a crucifixion-like fashion.

The warehouse, dimly lit and shadowy, and Daisy felt cold even in her shirt and coat, tightening her coat.

Even she was feeling cold and this comrade with only a few pieces of cloth on her body felt even more unbearable.

As Viper slowly regained consciousness, the cold wind stirred, and the iron chains rattled, with her dry lips, she obviously showed signs of dehydration.

She had to say that this guy was very resilient in physical strength, willpower, and mentality, as soon as Viper regained her senses, she began assessing her surroundings.

Upon realizing that Daisy was the only enemy, she frowned slightly.

The temptation techniques she used were theoretically designed for males, but adaptability was key.

Though she had been captured before and ultimately rescued, the situation was never as weird as it is now.

Faced with another woman, who was also a beauty, even a beauty trained by highly-skilled secret agents, Viper felt that her charm might not have much effect.

Especially considering she has revealed murderous intent toward her, the success rate of using her charm was almost zero.

The cold wind circulated through the warehouse, brushing against Viper's smooth and delicate thighs. Despite sweating earlier, the chill made her whole body shudder.

It felt as if her calf was going to cramp, yet she maintained a charming smile. Even if the charm didn't work, she knew she had to try to dissipate the hostility as much as possible. Her bargaining chip lies in Daisy's ignorance of Hydra.

In reality, the facts were similar. Unable to kill Madame Viper, Daisy had to pretend not to know.

With her hands in her pockets, Daisy looked puzzled. "I've seen your photos. You're Dr. Green, the one who helped the old man Yashida recover. Why did you come to kill me?"

Daisy considered how to lead the conversation toward Hydra without revealing that she knew about it in advance. Frankly, it tested her acting skills.

Madame Viper, unaware that Daisy was afraid to kill her, was also contemplating how to preserve her life and conceal her true identity.

"It's the old man's decision. He's unhappy about you conspiring with his son to seize his fortune." Madame Viper placed herself in Daisy's shoes, analyzing a reverse analysis based on the information Daisy had at the moment, attempting to mislead her.

Daisy scrutinized her. "Sounds a bit fake. With so many people helping Yashida Shingen, from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to the Ministry of Economy, Trade and Industry, did he send you to kill them all? Miss Green, it seems you're treating me as a fool."

Madame Viper frowned slightly. She realized her story had many loopholes, and Daisy saw through them. These kinds of excuses were not of her level and she attributed it to dehydration.

Daisy pulled out a dagger, and swiped its smooth side slightly against Viper's soft skin.

Madame Viper laughed, smiling very alluringly, "Little girl, torture? Haha! I've fallen into the hands of the enemy 15 times before, each hundred times more ruthless than you. Do you think I'm afraid?"

After delivering her statement, she raised her chin and cast her eyes, though her wet hair clinging to her face made her lose points from the intended effect.

Daisy holstered her dagger, saying, "Your point is valid. It seems conventional methods won't work anymore. The next approach is a bit inhumane. I apologize in advance."

With those words, she pressed her right hand directly onto Madame Viper's 'abdomen', activating her ability in the horrified eyes of the other party.

The vibration persisted for thirty minutes, leaving Madame Viper drenched in sweat, as if she had been caught in a downpour. Her head drooped, and then fragmented once again.

Feeling dizzy, when she regained her sanity, an hour had passed. Viper found Daisy holding a tablet, as if she was playing some game...

"You won't talk yet?" Daisy combed her hair into a ponytail, determined to extract a confession tonight.

Was this mean? She didn't think so. Who could claim to be as gentle as a drizzle while extracting a confession, silently moistening things, and still providing happiness?

Madame Viper appeared slightly disoriented, suspended in the air with gravity pressing on her wrists and ankles. In this vulnerable state, Daisy kept shocking her, which felt uncomfortable, to say the least.

"You... are you a mutant? What an evil power!" Madame Viper's charm started to waver, and she had a hint of hostility in her eyes, like a poisonous snake viper waiting for an opportunity.

Being called evil by the leader of a super-terrorist organization, Daisy gladly accepted the title.

"Mutant? You're mistaken. It's just Oriental massage techniques. Looks like you won't talk, let's continue then!" Daisy relaxed her mind, had almost no thoughts, and just wanted to exercise her ability.

Viper had to admit that she was very strong! Unlike when seducing someone, her sense of self-esteem prevented her from shouting in this situation. After enduring for half an hour, she succumbed to unconsciousness.

Even though she was unconscious, her legs continued to shake like noodles.

Daisy's patience was also wearing thin. There was still a long time until dawn, and she was determined to see who would break first.

"Still don't tell me!" Buzzing and shaking...

"The mouth is quite hard, won't you say it!" Continue to shake...

...

"Chi--!" Viper let out a loud sneeze before Daisy could ask again.

Daisy quickly glanced outside, there was silence around them and she confirmed no one heard the sneeze.

"Really clever, trying to get someone to save you with a sneeze?" Daisy questioned, looking into the other party's intentions.

At this point, Viper looked on the brink of death, with blond hair sticking to her wet face, bloodshot eyes, chapped lips, and a once-elegant nose now running. The guy now had nothing to do with beauty.

Upon hearing Daisy's words, Viper almost fainted again. With no hint of grace, she unleashed a string of curses with her hoarse voice, starting in Hungarian, but Daisy didn't understand it, then shifting to Spanish, then French, and finally English.

In essence, the combined message conveyed, "I'm going to freeze to death! Quickly, put some clothes on me!"

Daisy had a sudden realization on her face, but of course, she did it on purpose.

Beautiful women cared deeply about their image. Since it's useless to torture a confession, she had to defeat the opponent in her most proud place.

Don't you care so much about manners and grace? Even when the head is cut off, the hairstyle shouldn't be messy. Daisy thought Madame Viper had such a personality.

Dying from a cold — Chthon, the God of black magic, can't come to settle account for that, right?

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