As soon as Nikris walked out of the interrogation room, his boss, Bruce Mike, quickly walked up to him and growled, "Why don't you listen to what Clyde has to say first?"
"Damn it, Bruce, do you really think that guy will confess?" Nick replied angrily. "You must have seen it from the surveillance room. This bastard is playing with us. He knows that we have no evidence, but he still wants to make a deal. There must be something wrong here."
"Even if there is something wrong here, we should at least listen to what Clyde wants to do in order to find the loophole in his plan. Otherwise, after 48 hours, we can only watch him get bailed out, Nick."
Bruce Mike looked at Nick seriously. "We all know that this bastard has already killed two people. If this lunatic is released to commit another crime, we will have to pack up and leave."
Without any evidence on hand, Nick was helpless. He could only deal with Clayde's moves as he saw fit, hoping to find some useful clues from Clayde's next move. "Alright."
Beep. The unique sound of the prison door opening sounded. Nick, Bruce Mike, and the warden, who were in the middle of their discussion, turned to look at the surveillance room door in confusion.
A few people in military uniforms and suits knocked on the door and walked in. The leader took out a document from his briefcase and handed it to the warden.
"Warden Jamie Puslin, I'm Benny from C1A. We want to see Clyde Shelton."
"C1A." The warden quickly took the document from Colonel Benny's hand. After a few glances, he asked in surprise, "How does this bastard Clyde Shelton have anything to do with C1A, England's Military Intelligence, and this damned Kingsman secret agency?"
"Sorry, no comment." Benny pointed at the document in the warden's hand. "You just need to call the higher-ups to confirm the authenticity of this document, and then do as your boss ordered. You don't have the right to know anything else."
Such ruthless words made the warden furious. He couldn't help but clench his hand that was holding the document.
However, he felt that it was better to save his breath and energy to argue with C1A, who had already obtained authorization. Forget it.
Taking a deep breath, Benny walked to the desk in the monitoring room, picked up the phone, and called his boss. Not long after, the warden returned to Benny's side gloomily. "Well, you can go and see Clyde Sheldon now."
"Thank you." Benny took back the document and walked out of the control room.
Bruce Mike and Nick looked at each other and immediately followed the equally suspicious warden out of the control room.
Seeing several men in suits standing in the corridor about to meet Clyde, Nick Reese suddenly shouted, "Wait."
Everyone looked at Nick strangely. Nick ignored everyone's gaze and stared straight at the person wearing a mask. After being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly shouted, "FK, you are …"
"Shut up." Before Nick could say anything, Benny from C1A immediately stopped him. He took out the authorization document from before and said, "This document already explains everything, so you don't need to confirm who we are."
"Also, let me remind you, Mr. Nikris, that a lot of C1A's work involves confidentiality. Unless you get permission from the higher-ups like us, even if you're the chief prosecutor of New York, I hope you can keep your mouth shut."
Although Nick wanted to refute, Benny made it clear that they had the authorization, so they didn't need to explain to Nick, the chief prosecutor of New York. On the other hand, if Nick spouted nonsense, trouble would come to him.
"Alright, you have the final say in this matter," Nick said helplessly.
The warden, who wanted to watch a good show, rolled his eyes and glared at Nick when he saw that he was scared. Then, he waved at the prison guard helplessly. "Move aside."
William smiled and waved at the depressed Nick.
Nick was stunned for a moment and quickly walked to William's side. "Why are you here? Who is Clyde Sherman?"
"Let's go, we'll talk inside." William patted Nick's shoulder and led the way into the cage interrogation room.
When the warden saw that Nick was going with them, he immediately followed them in the name of sending William and the others into the interrogation room.
With the warden accompanying them, they passed through four checkpoints without any hindrance. When they reached the last checkpoint, William told them to wait and walked into the interrogation room alone.
He asked the prison guard who was watching Clyde Shelton to leave the interrogation room. William took off his mask under Clyde's puzzled gaze. "Mr. Shelton, I'm William from Devonshire. Nice to meet you."
When he saw that it was William, Clyde's expression was conflicted for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. "It seems that the rumors in the underground world are true."
"What rumors?" William walked to the opposite side of Clyde and sat down. He looked down and found the switch to turn off the surveillance and recording in the interrogation room.
After doing this, he took out his phone and pressed a few buttons. "Okay, now that this room has been blocked, we can talk without worry. Back to the topic just now, what rumors?"
"The rumors said that your ancestors were all from the special department in England, and that many of the things you've done in the past year were related to the secret service. I didn't believe it at first, but …" Clyde pointed to William's phone. "But after seeing this and seeing that you've come to see me, I have to believe it."
"Haha, it seems that your experience in the past few years is legendary. You even know such a secret."
Hearing this, William laughed a few times. From the moment they met, he had been sensing Clyde's heartbeat and eyes. Now it seemed that yesterday's memory-erasing needle and his magic had worked.
Clyde's contact with him yesterday had indeed been erased.
"Have you heard of Kingsman?"
Clyde shook his head blankly.
"Forget it, it's fine if you don't know," William explained with a smile. "Kingsman is an independent secret service organization. We have the right to deal with anything related to the safety of the royal family, the nobles, and the interests of England."
After saying that, William took out a document and showed it to Clyde. "So, you can rest assured that we are not interested in how you take revenge.
If you're not in the mood right now, after you answer my question, you can also let us deal with anyone who needs to be dealt with. Of course, the premise is that what you answer is valuable to us. "
"Wait," Hearing this, Clyde stared at the Kingsman logo on the document and suddenly realized. "I've seen this logo before. Damn it, those thugs in suits are your people."
Then, without waiting for William to speak, Clyde muttered, "That's right, rumor has it that you're super skilled. During your first operation in Black Mountain, you killed dozens of mercenaries alone. It seems that you've been trained by the secret service organization since you were young."
"Thugs in suits? It seems that your experience in the past few years is indeed legendary. "
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