Nona didn't mention that she saw scorpions and giant needle ants excitedly moving a large amount of surgical instruments, files, wire saws, hand-cranked drills, locking pliers, shadowless lamps, communication headsets, and other tools into the carriage that served as the interrogation room. Although she wasn't clear on what their plans were, even the most determined hardliners could probably only endure for about three hours.
As a member of the military, Nona had never been fond of Stasi, let alone Roland. But for now, they had to rely on these experts to resolve their questions, and personal preferences had to be temporarily set aside.
An awkward and depressing atmosphere hung between the two, just as they were considering switching topics to avoid the issue, the door of the carriage was knocked.
"Major."
The messenger reported from outside the door.
"The captives have confessed."
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