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Chapter 57: Interrogation

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Let's not mention that after that night, Li Miao made things difficult for the Taishan Sect's chef every day, constantly raising questions like "the jelly is too cold," "the hot soup is too hot," "the green onions are not sprinkled evenly," making Sect Leader Zuo, who didn't dare to show his face and was secretly healing his wounds, unable to grab a hot meal for several days.

Let's also put aside the next few days, how Liu Baiyun used the tiger's prestige to fight against the crowd, hard-stacking hats several meters high on the heads of several Sect Leaders and Zuo Lishan, and scaring those small and medium forces into running down the mountain one after another.

Let's turn the perspective back to Wang Hai and Li Xiaosi.

Since separating at Pingshan Guard, the two had galloped all the way to Jinan Prefecture, waiting for the arrival of the remaining Imperial Guard personnel, and it had been more than half a month.

What were they doing at this time?

"Ah!!! —"

In a pitch-black dungeon, the firelight flickered, outlining ferocious and twisting shadows on the wall.

A person was tied to a stake, his head hanging down powerlessly, his mouth mixed with blood and saliva, dripping and dripping, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Wang Hai reached out, washed his hands in a basin of clear water, looked up at the man, and said: "Squire Li, don't hold on anymore."

"Tell me, where did this cultivation technique and this light-body technique—" he pointed to the two secret books on the table: "come from?"

No one answered.

Wang Hai stepped forward and gently pressed his hand under the man's armpit.

"Ah!!! —Damn thief, dog official! Your Emperor is raised by me! The Empress is my mistress!!!"

"Kill me! Kill me!"

The man whose head was hanging down suddenly raised it and shouted crazily.

Wang Hai moved his hand away; the skin under the man's armpit was complete, but it was black and red underneath, and beads of blood seeped out of the pores.

He seemed to have just pressed it gently, but his true energy penetrated the body, "twisting" all the muscles under the skin together, but barely without breaking them.

And the man just kept shouting crazily, his words upside down, without any logic, and there was even a sound of water coming from under his hem. It was as if he were just an ordinary person driven crazy by torture.

Wang Hai sneered: "Squire Li, pretending to be crazy and stupid is useful to others, but I have seen too much of it."

"There are hundreds of people who have passed through my hands pretending to be crazy, and dozens who have really gone crazy. You should take advantage of your sobriety and think about what you should say."

"Even if you really go crazy, it will still hurt."

Wang Hai put his hand on the man again.

The shrill screams in the dungeon sounded again, and the fierce people with blood cases in other cells were trembling like little chickens, hiding in the corners, covering their mouths and noses tightly, not daring to make a sound.

Just like that, half an hour passed, and the man could no longer make a sound, his whole body was pitch black, his joints were loose, and he hung down softly.

"Alright, that's it for me." Wang Hai stepped back and sat down at the table: "Fourth sister, help me."

"Okay! Brother Hai." Li Xiaosi, who had been eating snacks at the table, stood up, wiped her little hands on her body, wiped her mouth, and ran to the man with small steps.

Two little hands pressed on the man.

"Heh—heh—"

The head that had been hanging down powerlessly was raised high again. This time, he couldn't even make a scream, his eyes were splitting, his mouth was wide open like a black hole, and a beast-like hiss came from inside.

It was mentioned before that in Li Miao's future plan for Li Xiaosi, Wang Hai, and Mei Qinghe, Wang Hai was responsible for clearing things up, and Mei Qinghe was responsible for kicking down doors.

And Li Xiaosi, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, was the one responsible for interrogation.

No matter how harmless Li Xiaosi looked on the outside, she had been tortured by witchcraft for several years when she was a child and was refined into a human-gu. And her interior was actually more evil than Zuo Lishan's.

With this experience and this essence, how could her temperament just be a lively and greedy little girl?

Wang Hai was the character who did dirty work and played dirty tricks under Li Miao, and his temperament was both sinister and extreme, only restrained by Li Miao's wishes.

The day the Huwei Escort Agency group left the city to catch up, Li Miao deliberately told Wang Hai "not to kill anyone," not because Li Miao was soft-hearted. It was because he knew that if he didn't say this, those escorts would all die miserably in Wang Hai's hands.

How could an ordinary little girl walk with Wang Hai?

To put it bluntly, if Li Xiaosi were really an ordinary little girl, Li Miao would only kick Wang Hai in the butt and tell him to roll as far as he could. He wouldn't have put on an attitude of fueling the flames and let the two of them flirt under his nose.

What they chatted about all day long was not some ordinary love talk. If an ordinary person accidentally heard it, they would be terrified and go to report to the official.

Back to the present, why were they interrogated by Wang Hai and Li Xiaosi in turn?

It was mentioned before that the thief You Zi'ang, who pretended to be a ghost in Squire Wu's house in Pingshan Guard, was escorted to Jinan Prefecture by Wang Hai. That internal energy and light-body technique from the Plum Blossom Thief were stolen from this man's house.

Originally, Wang Hai thought that the Plum Blossom Thief was a small fry who had died long ago, and this secret book might have flowed into this man's hands unintentionally, so he didn't care much. He just arranged for Imperial Guard people to verify the situation of this man's house as a "background check" for You Zi'ang.

But he accidentally discovered that this man's house contained a book called "The Wisdom Sutra of the Root of All Laws."

This was the fundamental classic of the Manichaeism, one of the seven classics of the Manichaeism.

Manichaeism, the name in the Central Plains is—Ming Sect.

The Ming Sect is a religious organization that uses faith to win people's hearts. So no matter how deep those dead spies hide, they can always find something related to them around them.

After all, religion itself is not very rational.

Li Miao only knew in Tai'an City that the Plum Blossom Thief was not dead, and the secret book You Zi'ang obtained was just a cover for his fake death. Wang Hai didn't know Li Miao's discovery after they separated, but he knew that the Plum Blossom Thief had been involved in the Ming Sect's case fifteen years ago and escaped from Li Miao's hands.

Now, the Ming Sect classic was found in the house of the person who hid the Plum Blossom Thief's secret book, and Wang Hai immediately suspected it.

So he sent a message to escort this person to Jinan Prefecture for his personal interrogation.

As soon as Wang Hai started, he knew he had caught the right person.

Although there was no true energy in this man's body, his muscles and bones were tough, and he must have used a brilliant method to deliberately temper them. If it were an ordinary person, he would have confessed even how many more mouthfuls of milk he drank when he was a child after Wang Hai's torture for half a day.

This man looked like he hadn't said anything, just getting crazier and more silent. But he didn't know that in Wang Hai's eyes, this was the typical style of a dead spy; the more confused he was, the less he opened his mouth, fearing that he would leak news while unconscious.

However, no matter how pious your faith is and how firm your belief is, in Li Xiaosi's hands—it's just a result of suffering more.

Li Xiaosi's methods were not as simple as scraping skin and flesh or clamping a few fingers.

Sure enough, Li Xiaosi's hand pressed on the man for less than a stick of incense, and he heard the man squeeze a sentence out of his mouth with difficulty: "... confess... I confess..."

"That... that secret book... was according to my Ming Sect Right Envoy's... instructions..."

"Put it... put it there... for me..."

(End of Chapter) ===== CHAPTER 58 =====

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