Spy Mage System

127 Nelson’s Interrogation

“Rocke,” I mumbled furiously, as her eyes augmented. “Gracious, so you know him as of now?” she asked, laughing happily.

I scowled profoundly as she peered down at me once more. Then she grinned. “Indeed I in all actuality do know him. Happy we both share something for all intents and purpose.”

“You won’t ever track down answers in the event that you give me to him!” I yelled, gazing at her with a face brimming with outrage.

She snickered. “I’ll simply need to see about that.” She then signaled with her hands for the watchmen to catch me, as they got me from the beginning, me away from her as she strolled back to her vehicle.

I was scared to be in her care and what could befall me. They gradually strolled me outside, as the sun sparkled, forecasting of more torment that looked for me as well as a fate of hopelessness.

Then I felt something hot trickle all over, and I gazed toward the sky, understanding that it was storming heavily. The dark mists were starting to group in, showing the sun’s impression of its beams as it radiated through the mists and made the water drops sparkle like precious stones, while the raindrops began to fall like frigid sharp edges.

Before long enough I was put inside the Smack van, with officials seeing me like a confined creature, and one of them holding my head down so I could peer out through the little window in the entryway as we drove away.

***

Time elapsed before I was taken to the FBI Building, where columns of stopped Smack vans laid, moving their headlights towards us as we sped through the roads, before we pulled up into the parking structure under the structure. Seems like the FBI is additionally in Moscow, shockingly, but I thoroughly considered they didn’t have ward here in Russia.

.....

They then hauled me out of the van and started to walk me down certain means into an office room with many others discussing front of an enormous screen that was swung from the wall. There was a more seasoned woman who was wearing a tailored suit remaining behind a work area with two men sitting opposite her wearing suits of their own.

The walls were white and splendid, and there was a long work area before them, with three seats.

There were two additional individuals remaining close to the wall behind different people who were completely wearing business garments and appeared as though they were legal advisors or something to that effect. They seemed to be normal FBI agents in films, but this was certainly genuine, for I had recently seen Agent Nelson stroll down certain steps towards the others and talk with them.

There was a man wearing a dark suit remaining close to the woman in the suit, as the two of them strolled within the room.

The number of individuals that worked here, since there must be no less than thirty individuals here.

“How much does she know?” The man wearing a dark suit asked Agent Nelson, who appeared to be responsible for me right now.

Who can say for sure what?

Considerations started to hurry through my head, going through the situations that I had quite recently been all through as well as the potential outcomes of what could occur straightaway. Then, we went down the steps, and there were little rooms that were for cross examination.

I would be horrible at cross examinations, and I mean terrible.

We arrived at one of the cross examination rooms and the entryway opened before Agent Nelson and her male partner strolled inside and shut it behind them.

I sat down, my contained hands on the table as Agent Nelson plunked down, taking a gander at me with her hands behind her back, before she started to address me, seeing her notes prior to talking once more.

“I will cut to the chase,” Agent Nelson expressed, glaring down at me with her puncturing eyes, which appeared to enter acceptable into my spirit. “For what reason did you make it happen?”

“Do what?”

“Cause the enormous blast happened a couple of months prior?” she made sense of, folding her arms.

I squinted briefly prior to shaking my head and talking. “I didn’t cause the huge blast a couple of months prior!” She appeared to know I was lying or something, since she took out a couple of papers from her jacket pocket and started to show them to me, where she highlighted various pictures of me on a portion of the pages as she kept on talking.

She showed that one picture, the one where the sky was red and brilliant when I utilized my Perk, grinning at me before she dismissed her head and took a gander at me with her eyes limited.

“We have reconnaissance film of you on that day when you caused a little blast in Flagstaff,” she said.

“Allow me to let you know something okay? We know about what you did, so don’t attempt to play with us, since, in such a case that you do...” A grin started to shape all over, extending until her eyes were shut firmly and her cheeks were starting to blush. Then she murmured and talked once more.

“I’ll ensure that you decay in prison until the end of your life, and afterward you’ll at absolutely no point in the future come around,” she said, prior to reclining in her seat and putting her hand on her jaw. “I will by and by make it so you can’t utilize your powers at any point down the road,” she said with a tricky grin.

I scowled at her prior to shaking my head. “What powers?” I inquired.

She laughed, and I could see she was getting annoyed by simply checking her out. “Good gracious! You know what power you have! We have all of your DNA now,” she said. I stammered, “From where?”

She shook her head. “For a decent individual grades in school, you are exceptionally moronic,” she said, shutting her eyes before she started to talk once more. “From your folks, from your blood tests we’ve taken from the scene, and even from your body itself.”

“My body?”

“Your blood was on the ground, presumably from your clench hand or such, and we could constantly utilize it to make our statement,” Agent Nelson murmured, sneering as she saw me getting apprehensive, while her eyes augmented with outrage at me.

She kept on talking, seeing me like a shark taking a gander at its prey, before she started to talk once more.

“Perhaps you’re taking a gander at this in the incorrect manner,” she said. “Assuming that you really have abilities, you could help humanity. You could. In any case, we could drop charges and you’d seem to be a legend.”

That would be awful, in light of the fact that then I would uncover about the whole spy mage associations, leaving them into ruin. How are we expected to safeguard individuals in the event that they find out? I felt my body shaking, shudder as I considered what I ought to do now.

But what decision do I have? I have no different abilities but my superhuman strength that I’ve been attempting to leave well enough alone from everybody.

But her look, her look, her glare was starting to cause me to feel as though my life would have been over soon on the off chance that I sat idle. She murmured, “obviously, you’re excessively obstinate. So you deny the way that individual would you say you wasn’t, in light of what? What is the outcome that would come to pass for upon you in the event that you didn’t say as much. Could you bite the dust? You would be in the assurance of us. Essentially nothing remains to be lost.”

“But nothing remains to be said,” I said, and annoyance ran over her face.

Then she moaned. “You will always be unable to utilize your powers ever from this point forward,” she said. “We’ll secure you, abandon you, to decay.”

My heart sank as I realize that I needed to offer something at the present time. That was all there was to it! I had no real option except to do as such! But out of nowhere, I heard a knock on the window, as dread went through me. I started to shake as I heard strides coming increasingly close until the entryway opened gradually before a more established man wearing a white coat strolled in with a scar all over and a dark suit on his body.

Rocke.

“Hi, Agent Nelson,” he said. “I see you have my significant desire in your premises, you can leave now.”

“But-”

“Leave now,” he said, as the guardians immediately acquired their wands. Agent Nelson’s mouth thundered, and afterward she stood up from her seat and started to leave with her two male partners, as Rocke strolled into the room happily.