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PRI Chapter 40: Eagle-Breaking Style Interrogation
🕑 Added 2025-08-17 11:03:44 +0000 UTCLind currently had quite a few tasks on his hands. Besides the 6 major tasks for prison upgrades, there was also the task of eliminating the Grande Gang.
Now there was another wish mission.
However, he expressed that having more debts wasn't worrying, since the tasks didn't have any time limits anyway. As long as he completed them, he could get rewards.
Of course, Cohen's wish mission wasn't difficult and wasn't as troublesome as James's.
He just wanted a promotion and raise.
Lind was willing to give him this opportunity.
After all, although he was a bit young and his abilities weren't yet at the level of handling things independently, loyalty was the best makeup for ability.
As a warden with the system, he could stuff some advanced skills into Cohen at any time, letting him grow through cramming.
Not to mention the wool came from the sheep itself.
Without hesitation, Lind called over Cohen, this young man who had been following him since the prison's beginning.
After experiencing prisoner riots, drug dealer threats, and prisoner kidnapping incidents, Cohen looked much more mature.
His originally buzz-cut hair had grown considerably longer, and his physique was much more robust than at the beginning.
You could tell at a glance that he spent every day in the gym.
Now sitting on the sofa, he also carried a steady temperament that very much suited Lind's preferences.
So he didn't say any high-sounding words and went straight to the point, "Cohen, I've been watching your work during this period. Honestly, I really appreciate you and Carter."
"Thank you, Warden." Seeing that his idol was actually paying such attention to him, Cohen couldn't help but feel flattered.
Lind waved his hand, "However, compared to Carter, you're more mature. So I hope you can help other guards more in future work, helping them adapt to prison work quickly and find the value in their work. Can you do that?"
"Of course, Warden!" Cohen immediately agreed.
Lind smiled, "That's the spirit I like to see. But don't rush. I'm also planning to give you a promotion opportunity. Do you need it?"
Cohen was extremely excited, "I very much want to contribute more to the prison!"
"Very good, very spirited!" Lind's smile grew broader, "For this, you'll come into contact with some unsavory aspects of prison affairs. Can you accept that?"
"I believe anything the Warden does is for the prison's benefit!"
Lind was perfectly flattered by this, secretly delighted.
Look, this was high emotional intelligence!
Compare this to that guy Ottavio Miller. If he had understood the principle of superficial compliance while harboring different thoughts, why would he have been framed and imprisoned?
Sometimes struggle was necessary, but methods could be flexible.
Lind looked at Cohen Snow with his bright eyes and said, "Then fine, I'll tell you the specific task now."
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Walking out of the office, Cohen clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could cheer out loud immediately.
He had long wanted to further gain the warden's trust.
Ever since witnessing the warden's heroic beating of criminals and his calm demeanor in the face of danger, he felt it would be wonderful if he could become someone like the warden in this lifetime.
Cohen grew up in a family where his parents didn't get along.
His father was usually alcoholic and gambled, utterly useless, only bullying his mother while being as docile as a slave when facing outsiders.
So young Cohen was furious every day watching his father beat his mother after drinking. When he grew up and his father picked up the belt again, he stopped him and beat him up.
Although this vented his mother's anger, it also led to the family's breakdown.
Cohen didn't want to face his mother's blame, which was why he came to work in the prison.
Initially, under George's leadership, they guards had no dignity whatsoever, being bullied by prisoners every day.
Fortunately, Old Edward died. Although saying this was somewhat unfair to the warden.
But Cohen felt Old Edward died well. Everything Lind did after taking office particularly suited his preferences.
When dealing with prisoners, you had to use tough methods and attitudes.
Never allow yourself to be bullied.
However, Cohen was just a guard. Even though he very much wanted to follow behind Lind and listen to the warden's teachings, he couldn't do it.
So he worked desperately hard, wanting the warden to turn his attention to himself.
Fortunately, he really succeeded!
The warden personally promised that as long as he made Alvaro, this Mexican drug dealer, confess everything, he would promote him to team leader.
Honestly, the promotion wasn't actually what made him happiest.
What made him happiest was that the warden hadn't forgotten him.
Therefore, Cohen decided to give everything he had to repay the warden!
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On the other side, Lind was also wondering whether this young man Cohen could take down Alvaro.
In fact, after Alvaro's fear value reached 85, it couldn't be raised anymore.
Even when James used money as bribes, this death-fearing drug dealer still wouldn't budge.
Lind wasn't clear why, but he could roughly guess.
His weakness assessment could only see one weakness, but Alvaro couldn't possibly have only one weakness.
If his other weaknesses were all held by the Mexican drug trafficking groups, such as family members or his wife being strictly watched by drug dealers, he definitely wouldn't dare to completely betray them.
Moreover, weaknesses also had priorities.
Selfish people were more afraid of their own death, while people who valued family often saw relatives as more important than themselves.
Therefore, he didn't tell Cohen about Alvaro's weakness, but planned to let this young guard try on his own.
After all, he still had a basic interrogation skill.
This skill was different from torture.
Perhaps it could have miraculous effects.
The next day, Lind spent the morning inspecting the prisoners' work in the factory and determined the planning location for the electronic ankle bracelet production line.
At noon, he ate in the cafeteria while checking kitchen hygiene.
In the afternoon, he and Angelina handled some prison affairs and confirmed the remaining construction schedule with the construction company.
However, he never saw guard Cohen the entire time.
Even on the second and third days, he didn't see Cohen's figure.
So that evening, he went alone to the most hidden Interrogation Room No. 1.
Walking into another small compartment equipped with one-way glass, Lind finally saw Cohen and Alvaro.
Only now both men were in somewhat strange states.
Cohen was staring with wide eyes, chewing gum, holding a belt in his hand, questioning Alvaro while always ready to whip him.
Meanwhile, Alvaro looked exhausted, with thick dark circles hanging on his face, like an eagle that had been caught by hunters and kept awake for several days, seeming like he could drop dead at any moment.
"Speak! Who exactly ordered you to come to Border Prison!"
"I've already said it eight hundred times, it was that bastard Gian Fraser!"
"Then tell me where he usually lives?"
"I don't know where he lives either, I've never been to his house!"
"Then where does he usually hang out?"
"I told you, Violet Club!"
"How many underlings usually follow him?"
"Five, no, seven, six? Shit... I can't remember clearly... really... can't remember." As he spoke, Alvaro closed his eyes, wanting to sleep.
However, the next moment, "Smack!"
The belt hit his face, waking him up instantly.
"I'm fucking fed up!" Alvaro's face was full of resentment, emotionally agitated as he cursed, "When the fuck are you going to interrogate until? I feel like I'm going to die, I haven't slept for 3 days! Bullshit! If you want to kill me just do it, don't torture me like this anymore!"
"I can let you sleep, but first you have to agree to my demand."
Cohen said quite calmly, "Become our undercover agent and help us take down Gian Fraser."
Alvaro spread his hands, then raised them high, "Fine, I agree! I agree to everything, fuck! Let that bastard Gian Fraser go die! I want to sleep!"
After saying this, he suddenly collapsed onto the table.
Soon, thunderous snoring echoed in the interrogation room.
Behind the one-way glass, Lind was dumbfounded because he discovered that Alvaro's previously stable fear value had actually reached 100!
So the most terrifying punishment was keeping criminals awake!
Lind felt like he had learned another lesson.
