"Mr. Yu Hua, is your will completely clear now?"

"So? I have repeated it countless times, and I am sober as never before! It's almost time to jump to the next stage!"

The prosecutor interrupted him coldly: "Mr. Yu Hua, you must answer my questions first before you can move to the next stage."

"??" Yu Hua looked at the window with some collapse. The seasons have turned, and this year it is another sunny spring.

“Tuk-tuk!”

The prosecutor tapped his fingers on the table to remind him that an interview was currently underway.

Yu Hua took a deep breath and tried his best to calmly say: "I am mentally normal."

"But at that time the doctor confirmed that you had traumatic schizophrenia, and you were admitted to the hospital because of this. Is it wrong?"

"I have recovered. Do you think I look like a psychopath now?"

The prosecutor pushed up his glasses and said tepidly: "Mr. Yu, I am not a psychiatrist or a doctor. I cannot judge your condition. Please provide the accident diagnosis result."

Yu Hua wanted to lift the table and roar: "Then you fucking prescribe it for me! I'm not sick. I'm just pretending to be admitted to hospital. You have no idea what's going on..."

Prosecutor: "Is it related to the evil in Seine City?"

Yu Hua was stunned.

"At that time, due to the death of Mr. Lanster, the Department of Homeland Security was instructed by the Lance family to go to Seine City to find out the truth. Afterwards, both you and Sacco showed varying degrees of mental abnormalities."

Yu Hua's hand shook suddenly, he clenched his fists, pulled his collar and roared: "Is Sacco's mental trauma due to the investigation of Seine City, or because of the FBI's review?!"

But he endured it, suppressing his emotions with great hatred.

"...Only Chief Sylvan was safe and sound. Then, there was a riot in Seine City, with countless casualties... Immediately afterwards, Kyoto fell. The cause of everything was the Thousand Eyes Cult, and the origin of the Thousand Eyes Cult

Earth, you know, right?"

The prosecutor leaned forward slightly, his gaze very oppressive: "You know information that we don't know, tell me, Yu Hua."

Called by name instead of honorific, the prosecutor took off his disguise at this moment, and the picture is clear!

Yu Hua said solemnly: "Let me out first."

"You can't leave here. Things in Seine City need a result and an example."

"In fact, he must be the one taking the blame!"

The prosecutor shook his head and sighed: "It seems that your spirit is still not stable. I'll come back next time."

"I'm not crazy! I'm telling you, I'm not crazy! Sooner or later, you bunch of inhumane bitches will kneel down and beg me one day! I said so!"

Click--bang!

The door to the interrogation room was closed, sealing away all the past.

·······

An old man who walked resolutely and without anger kicked open the door with a bang and sat in front of Yu Hua.

"Name."

"Don't you recognize me? My Lord Inquisitor."

"······"

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"Why don't you ask the question you've been asking all along?" Yu Hua reminded him in a leisurely manner, tapped his head, and leaned back leisurely, "Ask me if I'm awake and normal."

The prosecutor gritted his teeth and trembled with anger: "Yu Hua, what do you want?"

Yu Hua said: "My request is very simple..."

"Kneel down."

"Um?!"

"Didn't you hear me asking you to kneel down?" Yu Hua dug his ears, "Please, beg me to get out."

The prosecutor couldn't stand it anymore, so he stood up with a bang, pulled out a black gun from his waist, and pointed it at Yu Hua with murderous intent.

Yu Hua didn't even look at him. He looked out the window happily. It was another sunny spring this year!

The prosecutor said coldly: "This is impossible!"

"Indeed, you are not a small prosecutor now, but the director of the entire FBI, one of the most powerful figures in the country. How can a small role like me force you to kneel down?"

The prosecutor said expressionlessly: "Does that mean you want to die?"

With murderous intent, he slowly pulled the trigger.

"Sir, top line!"

The assistant outside the door suddenly came in and held up the communication device with both hands. When the prosecutor heard this, he took it with a solemn expression and heard the sound coming from inside after a brief rustling.

"Kesha, kneel down."

The prosecutor's pupils tightened and he lost his voice: "Sir, sir!"

Another old voice interjected: "This matter is related to the fate of the country. We must investigate clearly. Yu Hua's existence is necessary. Kneel down. This is not a shame, but an honor!"

The dignified director of the FBI was at a loss at this moment. The arrogance, aura, self-confidence, and majesty he had accumulated over the past decades had all collapsed without a trace. He only felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

Reason told him that even if the voices of these big figures were calm, if they did not follow their actions...

The prosecutor glanced at Yu Hua and saw the narrow smile on his face. The anger and shame in his heart rose rapidly. The voice in the communication was neither sad nor happy: "Kneel down, now!"

"······"

The prosecutor carefully placed the communication device tremblingly, stood a few steps to the side, and bent down.

The adjutant looked at this scene in shock: "Sir!"

The prosecutor knelt down in front of Yu Hua, covered in dust with an absolutely humble attitude, and prayed: "Please, this is an investigation matter!"

Yu Hua raised the corner of his mouth and gradually laughed out loud. He laughed wildly, stepped on the prosecutor's head with his dirty soles, and stamped a few times with satisfaction: "It is indeed a good stool."

The prosecutor's face turned red and he almost fainted.

After kneeling for ten minutes, a voice came from the communication device: "Now that the anger has subsided, Mr. Yu is willing to accept this commission?"

"Of course, I pretended to be crazy just for this moment, but I didn't expect..." Yu Hua looked out the window and saw that the newly built Huacheng Mental Hospital had become obsolete.

"...It actually took 30 years."

On the other side of the communication device, the nearly 90-year-old Augustus family head told him about his mission: "There is only one actual purpose, and that is to understand the past of the Thousand-Eyed God!"

"No existence can appear without reason. We don't know how the Thousand-Eyed God appeared, but the sect that believes in him is the Thousand-Eyed God."

"After studying countless videos from Landstel, and over the past few decades, we have investigated everyone related to Landstel and his son, and found that on the third day after Landstel's death,

The next day, Lance showed up at school, and then disappeared completely."

"The dean at that time was newly appointed and resigned after only one week. The appointment was issued by the director of the Education Bureau, and the signature document from a higher level... We guessed it came from the mayor. Nowadays, the city of Seine is inaccessible.

The information that can be collected is limited, but according to the aerial photography of astronomical satellites, although the landmark buildings are deserted, they have not collapsed yet!"

Yu Hua said: "So you want me to go to Seine City to investigate this matter?"

"Yes... Thousand Eyes Sect has become more and more active in recent days. We are worried that there may be a big move soon. You also know that once a war starts, there will be heavy casualties!"

Yu Hua was expressionless and did not express any opinion: "Am I the only one?"

Augustus: "No, we have found suitable teammates for you, and you can meet them when you come out."

"Before that, I still suggest you investigate Sylvan!"

"he died."

Augustus' calm words made Yu Hua fall into shock and confusion.

"He died ten years ago. He committed suicide and strangled himself to death with both hands."
Chapter completed!