As the chaotic consciousness reunited, the pain in the darkness came like lightning. Daisy Johnson suddenly woke up. She felt her throat was dry and painful, but she still sucked indifferently, just like a drowning person breathing fresh air. She could not see anything, and there was no pain in her body, as if every bone on her body was broken, especially her arms, as if the nerves in her body were connected to a high-voltage cable, and the pain that repeatedly hit the brain was almost crazy. She felt like she was sitting in a chair, her hands were bound by some heavy metal device, and her feet were also bound by the same device. The cold metal made the skin that was in contact with it.

Daisy Johnson gasped for a few more breaths, trying to open her eyes to make sure she had not lost her eyesight or was not covered - she smelled the familiar pungent smell of mould, just like she had been temporarily staying for a while, which allowed her to determine her position. She forced herself to ignore the smell of blood in her sandpaper throat, and the pain that could make people scream and cry again and again, focusing her attention and gradually calming her chaotic thoughts. "I've been trained, I'm an agent of SHIELD." She said to herself, "I have a way to break free. There is nothing in this world that can stump me."

But when she just tried to struggle to figure out what she was handcuffed, the high-voltage current released by the equipment immediately numbed her nerves, causing her strength to leak out like a pierced balloon. The severe pain finally made her collapse. She couldn't help but scream from her teeth, and her body reflexively squeezed out tears from the tear glands to blur the black eye makeup, but then she compressed the shout that teared the mucous membrane into her throat, sucked her nose, and let out a low roar like a wounded beast.

Perhaps her movement attracted the attention of the watchman, and the thing that blocked the light was moved aside, and a strong light rushed in from the gaps in the cloth. Daisy Johnson had to close his eyes and turn his head to fight the sudden bright light, but soon she forced herself to turn back, squinting her eyes to see the person casting the shadow, the golden figure that she had never seen clearly from beginning to end. It was not until this time that she discovered through her blurred vision how high the figure was - compared to her handcuffed to the chair, the golden figure seemed to be higher than the ceiling, just like a giant in a myth. The giant's weapon was also huge. She only glanced at it and found that the floor of the building was difficult to continue to support the weight of the giant.

"What the hell are you!" she blinked and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why did you attack me?"

"You don't need to know." Constantine took off her helmet, and Daisy Johnson was surprised to find that the metal giant actually had a human face. However, there was no expression on this face. The black eyes looked down at her, which made her feel inexplicably frightened, as if the gaze could penetrate her body and dig out all her secrets. However, she calmed down and her eyes were spinning on the metal giant's armor. She was able to discover the mechanical structure on the armor and the relief of human civilization, which showed that the maker of this armor should be a human.

"You just need to tell me that the information I want to know is enough, and you don't need to know the rest." The Guard said. He used his city camouflage cloak to create a dark room to put psychological pressure on the subject of interrogation. Now it seems that this technique is not very practical. Perhaps because the subject has been professionally trained, Constantine plans to find a subject who has not received anti-interrogation training next time to continue trying. "Are you ready to tell me?"

"What are you going to do with me?" Daisy Johnson straightened his back and moved back, moving herself, who was about to fall off the chair. She acted as a negotiating posture, trying to get information that she didn't save herself from the other party's words. This was one of the skills she learned at S.H.E.L.D. However, no matter which S.H.E.L.D. textbook, no S.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.H.

It is difficult for ordinary people to remain calm in front of a huge creature that is three meters tall and quickly approaching, just like an ordinary pedestrian facing a car coming at high speed on the road. Even if they know that they are going to retreat or move forward, it is difficult for their brain to command their bodies to make movements in an instant. Daisy Johnson felt that she was about to suffocate, literally suffocate because she forgot that she still needed to breathe.

"I've read your notes." Constantine's tone didn't change, "What do you know about Pasadena Energy Laboratory?"

Daisy Johnson smiled provocatively, "If you get closer, I'll tell you."

The Guards approached a little expressionlessly, and then Daisy Johnson gritted his teeth again and trembled all over.

"These devices can stop you from using powers," Constantine said lightly. "I've checked your health. If you want to use powers to break free from these devices, the reaction will cause you to shatter fractures all over your body, including your skull. I suggest you don't do this because you can't die yet-but if you die, you can't escape interrogation. Because I'll dig out your brain and make it active, and check your memory by inducing your neural memories. So I suggest you don't do this, just tell me what you know, and I'll let you go."

Daisy Johnson felt a violent heartbeat hitting her eardrums, and it took a few minutes before she gradually recovered. Perhaps because the other party considered her physical condition, the current released by the equipment did not stop her heart. However, what the Imperial Guards said made her heart sink, and all the plain words revealed blood and cruelty, and they were used to it.

"Will you let me live?"

"The only order I received was to get information, killing you was not included. Where did the energy laboratory go? What information did you tell Robbie Reyes when you contacted him? Where is he now?"

"In the hands of the skinheads, they stole weapons from that laboratory, but I don't know where they hid that weapon!" Daisy glared at Constantine with a vicious look, "I don't know where Robbie Reyes is, I just know that he already knows that energy laboratory!"

"Thank you for your cooperation, ma'am."

"You're so polite, big man." Daisy sneered twice. "Although I don't know what you want to do, you seem to know something about that lab. Do you know what the skinheads stole? Do you want that thing?"

"As an apology, I'm allowed to tell you some intelligence." Constantine blinked, but it didn't seem so willing. Daisy Johnson thought it was someone who gave him the order that he had to obey. "That's not a weapon, but it's even more terrifying than a weapon. My mission is to stop anyone from getting that thing, lest the destruction of the human world."

"If you hadn't handcuffed me, I might be interested in asking where you came from!"
Chapter completed!