Yang Ming strolled around this underground "palace" twice with his hands behind his back, opened a bottle of Bryant's cherished wine, and watched a holographic entertainment program for a while.
He had already considered this place his own estate.
"Boss," Lyu couldn't help but remind him, "you might want to come and see this—I've opened Bryant's memory archive."
"Is there anything good?"
Lyu didn't know how to describe it, so he simply said, "A lot of Empire secrets."
Yang Ming eagerly returned to the interrogation room.
Lyu opened several projection screens, synchronously playing Bryant's past.
He was born in a petri dish, living from a young age in a lab filled with white coats. Initially, there were dozens or even hundreds of children around him, but gradually, the people around him became fewer.
Loneliness was the constant tag accompanying Bryant;
Various kinds of drugs filled his life.
