Chapter 844

"This is your room, call me if you need anything."

After speaking, the girl dressed as a maid bowed slightly and left.

(Wow, it's a beautiful maid sister!)

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you excited about? It's not yours."

Fang Yang rolled his eyes. The brother was silent just now; he was probably focusing all his attention on her eye-catching outfit.

(Yoshi, didn't expect Brother Yang to have such good taste, and he didn't forget to give the brothers benefits, not bad, not bad.)

(What kind of talk is that? Beautiful sisters are for you men to look at? We can't look? Tell you all, stop looking at our maid sister with those disgusting eyes.)

Seeing this, Fang Yang immediately walked into the room and whistled. No need to guess, he knew they were going to argue again, but he still didn't dare to curse at will here.

After all, if he annoyed some people, his little life would definitely be gone!

Since that's the case, he could only stay out of it.

Let them curse, let them curse, anyway, he wouldn't lose anything.

"Young Lady, he is already in the dungeon."

"Well done, Wumian."

Li Hui nodded slightly, then put down her chopsticks and wiped the corners of her mouth elegantly.

"Let's go, let's see how hard his mouth is."

Li Hui smiled slightly and walked into the dungeon with Wumian beside her.

"Right, Fang Yang, is there anything unusual?"

"No, everything is normal, and he is even... quite sensible."

"Hmm, that's good. Order it down, give Fang Yang the greatest authority except for leaving here and entering the dungeon."

Li Hui said while walking, somewhat absent-mindedly.

"Yes."

Wumian nodded slightly without any hesitation, as if for her, she only needed to obey orders, and nothing else was important.

"Yo, Young Lady, I was wrong, please spare my life."

Chen Dong, who shouldn't have appeared here, was actually kneeling here. In just a short moment, he was very different from before.

At this moment, Chen Dong was covered in blood, with some bloodstains at the corners of his mouth, and a section of his right little finger was broken.

"Oh, you were wrong."

Li Hui nodded, indicating she knew, and then what?

"Yes, yes, Young Lady, I know I was wrong, please give me another chance."

Chen Dong's head knocked heavily on the ground, knocking repeatedly until his forehead was stained red.

"Then, tell me, who is the boss behind you?"

Li Hui's eyes narrowed, staring straight at Chen Dong.

"Wha, what boss, Young Lady, how could I... ah!"

Chen Dong pursed his lips, his tone filled with obvious panic. Chen Dong, who wanted to make a final explanation, was stepped on his leg wound by Wumian and screamed out.

"I'll ask one more time, your real boss, oh, or, master?"

Li Hui tilted her head, correcting the error in her words.

But Chen Dong didn't look like someone's subordinate at all; he looked more like he approached her because of... a transaction. Because of the transaction, he couldn't hold on under torture.

"I, I don't kno... ah! I, I really can't say."

Once these words were spoken, the corners of Li Hui's mouth lifted imperceptibly. Sure enough.

"Hmm, let me think, the behind-the-scenes person who cannot be named must be someone with eyes and ears everywhere. As long as you reveal his identity, you will definitely not survive."

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Chen Dong suddenly fell silent, kneeling in place, trembling all over.

"Yo, Young Lady, I really..."

"Alright, stop pretending, it's quite boring."

Li Hui frowned slightly. She had never liked tough nuts to crack. After all, most of the time, interrogation wouldn't yield results, or they would find an opportunity to commit suicide, and all their efforts would be in vain.

"Sigh, I really hate you."

Chen Dong suddenly fell silent, his trembling body also stopped, and he seemed like a different person.

"Speak, or don't speak?"

Li Hui frowned. The other party was saying some nonsense again. To be honest, her patience was really running out.

"You should still..."

Before the words were finished, Wumian behind Li Hui stepped forward, picked up the long knife on the table, and slashed at Chen Dong's neck.

"Sigh, I shouldn't have come on this trip."

Looking at Chen Dong, whose head was separated from his body, Li Hui frowned and covered her nose slightly.

"Sorry, Young Lady."

Wumian lowered her head, as if apologizing to Li Hui.

"It's nothing, let's go up."

Li Hui shook her head. It wasn't Wumian's fault that a tough nut appeared. She wasn't so unreasonable as to punish her subordinates at will.

"Yes, Young Lady."

At night, Fang Yang lay quietly on the bed, just staring blankly at the ceiling.

Could it be that he has to stay here forever? Only by pleasing others every day can he survive?

Thinking of this made him incredibly scared. What if one day he did something wrong and made others unhappy? Wouldn't they be able to crush him at will?

(Brother Yang, Brother Yang, what are you thinking about? So absorbed? Is it... the gentle and intellectual big sister, or the petite and cute little loli, or that cold maid?)

Fang Yang twitched his mouth. Sure enough, he knew this bunch of old perverts didn't have any good intentions!

He didn't have the energy to think about those colorful things now; he didn't even know if he would see tomorrow's sun.

She is the precious daughter of Ghost Tiger! If she knew he was not only colluding with the police but also carrying something like a pinhole camera, she would definitely skin him alive!

(Brother Yang isn't speaking? Doesn't that mean I guessed right? Defaulted?)

"What are you talking about? Don't ruin my reputation, I am still very self-respecting, okay?"

Fang Yang was helpless. This was forcing him to speak up; otherwise, he didn't know how many hats would be put on him.

(Yo, with Brother Yang's strength and status, finding a girlfriend isn't simple? As long as you crook your finger, there will be plenty of beauties lining up. If you don't believe it, crook your finger at me!)

"???"

Fang Yang was full of confusion. No, are you speaking the language I know? I clearly know every word, but when combined, I can't understand it.

(Hey! You little bitch upstairs, Brother Yang is mine! I've already heard your abacus... anyway, don't even think about it!)

Fang Yang pouted. Argue, argue, as long as it doesn't disturb him from thinking, anything is fine.

"Wow, Brother Yang is so charming? Actually has so many... female fans."

In the police station's dark room, looking at the intensely discussed content in the live stream, they clicked their tongues in wonder.

It's just that they didn't know if Li Ye had such charm... forget it, he doesn't deserve it.

Watching Li Ye gritting his teeth and fiercely comparing the similar layout of the house in the live stream, the other officers all showed helpless expressions.

This kid is no good; he will definitely not be liked by girls.

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(Brother Yang, what are you thinking about?)

During Fang Yang's daze, a message caught his attention. It seemed to be sent by one person.

(Could it be, wanting to escape from here?)

"Oh? You saw it? That's right, is there a problem?"

Fang Yang wasn't surprised that someone could guess it; what was surprising was that the other party actually took the initiative to chat with him about this.

(If you ask me, Brother Yang should wait a bit longer, at least until you can wander around here at will.)

Fang Yang watched quietly without answering, as if waiting for the other party to continue.

(After all, based on the current persona, you are considered kidnapped. Compared to life and death being out of your control here, prison is safer. Oh, of course, I also saw those cruel methods of the forces on TV, but regardless, the premise is to figure out where you are.)

Fang Yang nodded with satisfaction. This fan's idea coincided with his own. After all, he wasn't stupid, so how could he rush to run blindly?

No matter what, he should figure out some information first.

"Yes, I thought so too, but the difficulty is that it takes time. I don't know when I might end up on the road to the Western Heaven like Master Sanzang."

(... There's no way, unless you have the qualification to not want your life and rush over.)