Chapter 480: Cold-Blooded and Ruthless

When He Lingchuan arrived at the inn to check in, it was already the end of the Chou hour. Luocang had almost been turned upside down by them, and the self-heal warehouse had been filled with sound, light, and electricity special effects; it would be strange if the people in town weren't woken up.

He Lingchuan took a cold shower directly, washed off the blood and mud on his body, changed into a set of clothes, and then went to the town office.

The black fat man's confession had actually been interrogated. This was thanks to General Ling not wasting any time, starting to force a confession on the way back—no, it was an interrogation.

As a local tycoon, General Ling actually enjoyed many privileges, and no one dared to stop him from interrogating like this.

That fat man was kicked off the snail shell by the skunk during the battle and was captured early, instead avoiding the fate of being blown into fragments, and was still alive and well.

Jiao Yu listened to the interrogation on the side and confirmed that this black fat man was just an accomplice, everything was listened to the instructions of the superior and the arrangement of the boss.

The boss was Wan Song.

But the black fat man also confessed some key testimony, such as they started this business without capital seven years ago, he was pulled into the group by Wan Song, and Wan Song was pulled into the group by the original captain.

The original captain died of serious injuries while digging porcupine nests in Mount Yulun last winter, so Wan Song naturally promoted to captain.

For seven years, they only operated within the borders of the Chi Yan Kingdom, going out nearly two hundred times, killing thousands of monsters of all sizes.

This was an approximate number, and he couldn't remember the specific number.

The reason the quantity was so large was because some monsters were small in size, such as bats, and they had to kill more than a dozen each time.

"Thousands?" He Lingchuan frowned when he heard this number. "That's not right, is it? Just that one time in Mount Yulun, more than a hundred porcupine monsters were killed."

"That was the later stage." Jiao Yu explained. "In the early stage, they hunted monsters cautiously, trying to pick large wild monsters, so they only needed to hunt one or two each time, trying not to attract official attention."

Safety meant longevity.

"That is to say, it started from last year, the Emperor's Pulp came, the number of mountain monsters and wild beasts increased greatly, and the demand for pulp beads from above increased accordingly, which is why they were ordered to increase hunting."

Otherwise, this matter wouldn't have been exposed.

He Lingchuan finally remembered the main business: "Then what's going on with the Spirit Void City messenger being hunted?"

"The black fat man confessed that they only treated it as an ordinary monster bird and killed it to take the bead, not knowing at all that it was Spirit Void City's messenger!" Jiao Yu sighed rarely. "He cried bitterly in front of us, saying if he had known it was Spirit Void City's monster, who would dare to touch it? General Ling also took action just now to ensure he wasn't lying."

After saying this, Jiao Yu looked at General Ling. This impatient guy almost kicked the yellow out of the black fat man, and the latter probably couldn't lie.

He Lingchuan wondered: "Doesn't the white-shouldered eagle defend itself before it dies?"

It's a bird of prey, at least; is it really so humiliating to die like this?

"The monster puppet assigned to Wan Song is called a Snail Toad, which can release colorless and odorless psychedelic smoke to the prey, making them fall into a deep sleep without knowing it. Therefore, that white-shouldered eagle did indeed sleep and never wake up, without even a chance to defend itself."

Thinking of this, Jiao Yu was also palpitating: "Fortunately, when we set up an ambush at the medicinal warehouse, we all had refreshing medicinal pills in our mouths, otherwise if we slept and woke up, the criminal would have fled thousands of miles away, wouldn't that be a shame?"

He Lingchuan stroked his chin: "So that's how the porcupines were killed?"

"Most of them were, but a few returned from outside, didn't get hit, and then broke out into a big battle with Wan Song and the others." Jiao Yu also interrogated clearly. "They relied on the power of the Snail Toad and finally won."

"What's going on with this Snail Toad?" He Lingchuan was most interested in this. "You asked, right? Tell me."

"As you expected, the monster is a synthetic monster puppet. But the fat man doesn't know who the creator is, only knowing that this thing is synthesized from the larvae of the Evil Ghost Toad and a snail, and even the shell on its back has a great background."

"What background?"

"He doesn't know, he just heard the former captain say this sentence."

"Evil Ghost Toad? Does the Chi Yan Kingdom also have that kind of monster?" He Lingchuan had heard of the Evil Ghost Toad's great name; it was said that this monster only appeared in the suburbs on rainy days, specifically ambushing on the only way for pedestrians.

It had the ability to change color and shape, often disguising itself as a cave or house, and pedestrians who went in to avoid the rain were throwing themselves into the toad's mouth, becoming a delicious meal for the Evil Ghost Toad.

"Chi Yan doesn't have it, I heard that the Swamp Kingdom has an Evil Ghost Toad family, but the seedlings are not prosperous, with only three." Jiao Yu shook his head. "The Evil Ghost Toad is huge and powerful, and it's hard to have offspring now."

The more powerful the creature, the more difficult it is to reproduce offspring, not to mention in such an environment with thin spiritual energy?

He Lingchuan wondered: "Then where did this group of people get the Evil Ghost Toad larvae?"

"Don't know, but I guess it has something to do with the Swamp Kingdom." Jiao Yu murmured. "If this matter spreads, it will be another huge uproar."

Anyone who sees their child being made into such a monster-not-monster, puppet-not-puppet appearance will not let it go.

He Lingchuan certainly didn't care about the diplomatic risks of Chi Yan, just pondered: "Evil Ghost Toad larvae... hey, isn't that a tadpole?"

No wonder the monster puppet looked strange, isn't that a tadpole that hasn't fully transformed?

Tadpoles are classic spindle-shaped when they are born, and as time passes, the tail root expands, front and hind legs grow, and then the body becomes more and more bloated, the tail becomes shorter and shorter until it disappears, and it becomes a frog toad.

The image of this monster puppet, except for the snail's back shell and feelers, isn't it the intermediate form of a tadpole growing into a toad?

But from a biological rule, the time this form lasts is not long, and it is particularly unstable.

No wonder Dong Rui said that this monster must eat self-heal regularly. I think he used some method to make the monster puppet maintain this form, but the manufacturing process was too hasty at the time and couldn't be further adjusted.

What happens if the Snail Toad doesn't eat self-heal for a long time?

Will it turn into an Evil Ghost Toad?

What terrible consequences will that lead to? He Lingchuan felt that after listening to these confessions, his questions didn't decrease, but increased.

"How much does Wan Song know about his superior, Mr. Mai?"

General Ling took over: "He hasn't seen Mr. Mai, and Wan Song doesn't mention him much, but Wan Song said after meeting Mr. Mai in White Sand Shoal at the end of last year that their group had completed the task best, so the reward they got was also the most generous."

Year-end bonus? "How much money did they get?"

This team originally had six people, the original captain died while hunting porcupines last year, and the other two died while stealing He Lingchuan's rock sheep a few days ago, so there were only three people they faced this time.

"Last year, everyone got seven hundred taels, and an additional twelve hundred taels bonus." General Ling said hatefully. "Otherwise, they wouldn't have worked so hard this year to kill so many monsters!"

"That is to say, there are other groups?"

"He can't say for sure."

"What about Wan Song's temperament?" This was a question he specifically told Jiao Yu to interrogate.

"Fierce and cruel, his subordinates are all afraid of him."

He Lingchuan nodded.

The black fat man had been hollowed out by these two monsters, and there was no value in asking again. He Lingchuan calculated the time and stood up. "Let's go, go to the medical hall."

At times like this, he especially missed Ling Guang.

After the battle in the middle of the night, Wan Song was sent to the best medical hall in Luocang for emergency treatment.

The doctors here were quite good, busy for more than an hour, the bleeding was stopped, and the swelling on his face had basically disappeared, but they expressed regret: "The internal organ injuries are too heavy, and there is no way to save him; even if we use all our means, he can live at most another hour. Do you want to wake him up now?"

"Wake him up." He Lingchuan and the others naturally had nothing to regret. "Time is precious."

So the doctors took a smelling bottle and placed it under the wounded man's nose, shaking it gently.

Soon, Wan Song woke up slowly from his coma.

He opened his eyes and saw He Lingchuan, then swept his gaze over the monsters like Jiao Yu and General Ling, his confusion gradually turning into clarity, and then into despair.

"It seems you are very clear about your situation." He Lingchuan hooked a chair with his leg and sat down. "Answer honestly, you can suffer less."

"Why, why did it explode?" Wan Song didn't understand before or after the coma.

"There were several jars of dynamite in the medicinal warehouse." He Lingchuan put them there, originally wanting to detonate them when the monster drilled into the medicinal warehouse from the ground.

Who knew it would swallow the medicinal warehouse directly.

That's even better, He Lingchuan sent a clone to jump into its mouth and trigger a chain explosion, the power was naturally amazing.

Wan Song raised his head slightly and looked at his broken legs: "Is there any hope for me?"

He Lingchuan said bluntly: "No."

"..." In the minds of monsters like Jiao Yu, shouldn't he give him hope at this time and use his life as a threat?

But He Lingchuan knew that this person was from a Taoist sect and was a desperado who had been carrying his head on his belt for many years, so he probably already had an assessment of his injuries, and it might not be easy to deceive him.

Wan Song had a hooked nose, high cheekbones, and a thin face, and at this time his face was pale and gloomy:

"I'm almost dead, what else do you want to ask from me?"

"Wealthy Wan was arrested and might be implicated by you." He Lingchuan picked up the cup on the table, approachable. "Want water?"

"Yes." Wan Song thought that a dying person had nothing to be afraid of, so he was simply bold.

He Lingchuan fed him water himself, and then continued: "Wealthy Wan's grandchildren are still young, do you want to take them to the underworld with you?"

"If it weren't for Wan Xian-neng turning me in, could you have caught me?" Wan Song said nonchalantly. "He harmed me, I harmed him, we're even."

He was going to die, why would he care about other people's children?

He Lingchuan laughed: "Good, very good. Cold-blooded and ruthless, no wonder Mr. Mai was assured to use you."

Wan Xian-neng was his own uncle and his only relative in the world, and he had even received help from him in the past, yet he could abandon him. Mr. Mai must have valued such precious qualities? Wan Song rolled his eyes and looked at him, not saying a word, but all the contempt was in the silence.

He was going to die, what could this person do to him?

There is no big deal except death, who else could he be afraid of?

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 481 =====