Heartbreaking sounds echoed in the interrogation room.
It rang for a full ten minutes.
In the middle, the Ninth Captain communicated with the recorder several times, hoping that Jiang Ke and Mo Qing would stop. However, Jiang Ke said, "If you want to get information, just wait patiently," suppressing the Ninth Captain's idea of going in to stop them.
After ten minutes passed, Mo Qing pulled out the needle.
At this time, Chen Zhuang's whole body was soaked with sweat, as if he had just been salvaged.
Mo Qing's expression was indifferent and asked: "Are you still fooling me?"
Chen Zhuang had just finished the torture, gasping for air and shaking his head subconsciously.
Shake your head like a rattle.
Mo Qing winked at Jiang Ke.
Jiang Ke reorganized his thoughts and continued to ask: "What does your organization do?"
Chen Zhuang was so tortured that he didn't even dare to pause and quickly replied: "I don't know the details. I'm just a thug."
Jiang Ke asked: "What have you done?"
This time, Chen Zhuang didn't dare to hide anything anymore and told the truth.
It was a very secretive organization, and he had been on the fringes since joining, but he wanted to get ahead, so he worked very hard and worked hard, and he lived like this for more than ten years.
The things he does are debt collection, fighting, transportation and other trivial matters.
It wasn't until five years ago that he received a little attention, from a marginal role to a small team within the organization.
The things to be done next are more specific, but only their captain knows what they are going to do.
Under Jiang Ke's questioning, Chen Zhuang told some stories, but even he himself didn't know what to do. His words were confusing and without any useable value.
Jiang Ke got tired of hearing this and asked casually: "How long have you been working for the organization?"
This should be the simplest question.
However, Chen Zhuang licked the corners of his lips, paused before saying, "Twenty years."
Mo Qing felt something was wrong at the first sight, and hurriedly slapped the table in front of Jiang Ke: "Tell the truth!"
Chen Zhuang was startled. He watched Mo Qing pick up the silver needle and said quickly: "Thirty-five years."
"..."
The air suddenly became quiet.
Mo Qing and Jiang Ke looked at each other in surprise.
Thirty-five years?
Judging from Chen Zhuang's appearance, he would be about thirty years old if he died. He said he was born in his teens, and he has been working for the organization for thirty-five years, so he must be in his fifties anyway.
Did this person take preservatives?
Mo Qing and Jiang Ke immediately thought of another person who had taken preservatives - Chi Shi.
But at this time, the recorder stopped recording and couldn't help but complain: "The more I talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes."
After being reminded by the recorder, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke made eye contact and decided not to pursue the matter for the time being.
This is a branch, and not all of them are reliable people.
Jiang Ke immediately changed the subject: "Tell me, what mistake did you make? Why did you keep secret from us after being sold to Mother Shen?"
"I..." Chen Zhuang hesitated again.
But when Mo Qing raised his hand, Chen Zhuang shivered and said with a dry voice: "That time, the captain took us to a town..."
Jiang Ke asked: "What town?"
Chen Zhuang thought for a moment and stretched his neck: "It's called Qingqiao Town."
Jiang Ke's eyes darkened.
Mo Qing was slightly stunned.
The changes in their expressions were so subtle that Chen Zhuang didn't even notice.
Chen Zhuang continued: "We are looking for a man named Yin Lin. The captain said that we want to get a painting from him."
"But that man looked like a scholar, his bones were quite hard, and he was determined to fight to the death."
"The captain detained him for a while and tortured him a lot."
"The captain asked me to inject him with a drug regularly, but I forgot once. I injected him with two in a hurry. The amount was wrong, and he went crazy."
"Originally, no one knew about this, but a year ago, I told the truth while drunk and was reported. That's when I was robbed."
"I was given to Mother Shen. I'm not very clear about the relationship between Mother Shen's crazy woman and the organization. I don't know what she did to me either. I was in a state of confusion during that time."
"The organization is powerful. Once I fall into your hands, I might be able to save my life if I don't tell you. If I tell you--"
Speaking of this, Chen Zhuang seemed to have thought of something extremely scary, his lips turned white, he was trembling, and he suddenly started yelling.
His madness does not seem to be fake.
He was extremely powerful and wanted to break free from the restraints of the interrogation chair.
Captain Ninth quickly rushed in through the door with his men.
Mo Qing didn't wait for them to get close, and calmly injected a needle into Chen Zhuang's head. Immediately, Chen Zhuang, who was having a crazy attack, immediately calmed down and slowly lowered his eyes.
Mo Qing took the time to ask: "What do you call yourselves?"
"Previous...previous traveler."
After weakly speaking the last few words, Chen Zhuang passed out completely.
Captain Ninth was surprised for a second, walked closer, and said more politely: "Mo Qing, he is..."
Mo Qing slowly retracted the needle: "I've passed out, just take a nap."
"That's good, that's good."
Captain Ninth nodded hurriedly.
He looked at the silver needles in Mo Qing's hand, feeling secretly in his heart and feeling a little scared for no reason.
——Who the hell is this person? He just relies on a few needles to treat him docilely.
Mo Qing said: "He doesn't know anything about Mother Shen, so he probably didn't lie. But about the new world he talks about, when he wakes up, you should check it out."
"Okay, okay."
Captain Ninth nodded as if he was pounding garlic.
Because he was afraid of Mo Qing, Captain Ninth had long forgotten that he positioned Mo Qing as just an "ordinary team member".
Logically speaking, "ordinary players" should not order a captain.
…
Since Chen Zhuang had fallen, Mo Qing and Jiang Ke didn't ask any more questions. They communicated some details with Captain Nine and left together.
At this time, it was past twelve o'clock.
Mo Qing got into the passenger seat and had just fastened her seat belt. Before she could review the situation with Jiang Ke, a call came in.
Note: Hoss.
As soon as he answered the call, Hoss's serious and cold voice came: "I heard that the medicine man claims that he is from the New World?"
