"Fine, I'll speak….Please, make it stop," said the spy, his eyes devoid of hope. By now, he only wanted one thing — relief brought by sweet death. Sadly, he knew this devil would never grant him his wish unless he spoke. Luckily, speaking is another way to fulfill his desire.
"Good," Wang Wei nodded. "I'm going to ask you a question, and I want you to answer it exactly as I asked. Understand?" The spy barely nodded.
'Let's see. I need to be subtle to prevent triggering the restriction, which will most likely result in his self-explosion,' Wang Wei thought. After compiling a plan, he summoned the Baxian Turtle Shell to boost his divination capabilities. His eyes turned all gray as he channeled the power of fate.
[Will he explode if I ask him what organization he works for?] [Yes]
[What about the name of a useless or abandoned base?] [Yes]
[A mission with no relevance to his employer?] [Yes]
[What if I ask him about his code name?] [Maybe]