0326 Chapter Seven: The Wisdom of Mortals (Section 32)
Zhen Cheng ignored the logic of this wooden head and continued talking on his own: "What I want to say is that due to some coincidence, when I first entered the capital of Fanbaea, I met a... blind guy.
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"Have you killed people from the Labor Gang?" Old Walker's face darkened.
"That guy is the food collector of the Sheji Gang, the Minion we just mentioned, the grain collector of the Sheji Gang. Of course, he is now a dead grain collector," Zhen Cheng turned around with a smile and said to Fa
Mr. Ermey blinked:
"Due to some personal conflicts, we tortured the guy until he confessed how many times he had peed on the bed.
Then, here comes the interesting part.
The person in charge of the 39th District secretly went to the 41st District next door three years ago and killed a member of the labor gang who was reselling food secretly."
"You said...three years ago?!" Old Walker yelled and started to slap the case.
The commotion was so loud that the door of Guzita Hall was suddenly pushed open, and a group of female actors with knives standing guard outside were about to rush in.
Ms. Gesha quickly stood up and raised her hand to stop them, and motioned for them all to leave.
At this point, all five people stood up. The atmosphere in the venue became more and more subtle.
Mr. Farmer remained silent because he noticed that Zhen Cheng used the word "privately". He probably thought of what Zhen Cheng wanted to do, but he just couldn't figure out how the noble lady planned to convince Old Walker to believe her nonsense.
Although Old Walker is the least-sighted of the four, Mr. Farmer has been trying every means to bury clues for the past three years and has never thought of coming forward to deceive others.
After all, if you say the wrong thing, you will be self-inflicted.
"Yes, three years ago," Zhen Cheng calmly took a sip of tea and let out a long breath. At that moment when Old Walker's heart was stretched to the limit and he wanted to speak out to urge him but had not yet spoken, he continued slowly:
"Three years ago, there was a private sale of grain in District 41. You don't need me to remind you of more, right?"
"Where are the people?" Old Walker's expression became gloomy and he looked at Mr. Farmer with an unkind expression.
"This was done by the grain collector Minion himself. Mr. Farmer did not know about it. You don't have to think of him like this. As for Minion himself..."
As I said just now, we had a little unpleasantness. In order to resolve these unpleasantnesses, Mr. Minion happily sacrificed his life." Zhen Cheng raised her teacup and paid tribute to Old Walker.
"Death without proof?" Old Walker sneered, but the veins on his fists burst: "Speak directly as a human being, don't beat around the bush like the prostitute in the wooden castle.
You are clearly threatening me, telling me that Mr. Farmer killed me, but for your sake, that's all, right?
If you want me to be grateful even after being bullied to the point of being bullied by my craftsmen, you... have such a big face."
"Ha~" Zhen Cheng smiled and did not get angry even after being scolded: "Mr. Walker really misunderstood too much. I don't have the bad taste of forcing others to swallow their anger.
I came to you four to sincerely persuade you to do things for me. If I know that I can't gain trust, and in the end I will just watch you fail to do your job or stab me in the back, then why should I invite you to talk?
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Wouldn't it be safer to talk to the three of them directly and then take the time to kill you?"
Behind Old Walker, a big man in overalls squatted down, with an enchanted dagger hidden in his trouser leg. However, this move was interrupted by Old Walker raising his hand.
The skinny old man with sunken eyes looked at Zhen Cheng deeply, waiting for her explanation. The gaze from this witch-faced face was enough to scare the heinous strong man to tears in Xiacheng District.
Of course, it's not that I'm afraid of Old Walker's face, but that the owner of this face has the kind of temperament to do whatever he wants regardless of life or death. There are countless unlucky people who unfortunately died in the hands of Old Walker because of a little misunderstanding.
"That's right. Only those who are smart enough can be of value to me." Zhen Cheng just let the smiley and playful face on his face brighten up, and clicked on his phone a few times:
"Let's all listen together. Old Walker's family, Mr. Farmer and Mr. Logist's men are all involved, so I can give you an explanation."
After Zhen Cheng said that, the cell phone she had set to play also played the recording: "Cut hair, very arrogant, and a pair of sunken black eyes like old Walker, right?
I tortured him personally and tortured him for three whole days. He didn't say anything until I cut off most of the parts and died of exhaustion.
In the end, I killed him with my own hands because the evidence was conclusive that this young man from the labor gang was indeed secretly reselling food in violation of the gang's regulations."
Zhen Cheng stopped playing and smiled at Old Walker: "This idiot originally planned to report it to receive the reward, but before he could tell Mr. Farmer, he saw many people from the labor gang wandering around the place where the incident occurred.
Minion realized that something was wrong, so he did not tell Mr. Farmer, for fear that he would be dragged out and used as a scapegoat. So the secret was kept until the pleasant torture of this lady.
Am I right? I sent the recording to you, and you can find someone to study it yourself later. You must know how to be sure that the owner of the voice is the dead Minion, and how to be sure that he voluntarily vomited these things and was not coerced.
Confirm the method."
Zhen Cheng didn't know how to forward audio files to Lao Walker, or even whether there were mobile phones or any electronic devices in Xiacheng District.
However, in Oka Neuron, Misha told her that the audio transmission was all done as a bonus assistance, so she just followed it vaguely.
Misha never mind helping out like this, which is a simple task that won't affect the progress of the matter even if she doesn't intervene.
"Are you sure this is the information he revealed during torture? His voice... didn't sound very painful, but rather a little eager to prove something." Mr. Farmer stroked his goatee and frowned.
He didn't want to leave any loopholes for Old Walker to find out something was wrong and then turn back to find him. Either the matter should be kept hidden, or it could be solved on the spot to completely reassure Old Walker. He would not accept the third outcome.
Zhen Cheng raised her eyebrows and gave Mr. Farmer a meaningful look: "Do you have any misunderstandings about this lady? I just said that this is a 'pleasant' torture."
There is no need to explain more, the rest is left to the imagination of a few people. Anyway, what she said is the truth.
Judging from the cultivation methods introduced by Qu Yun, the conversation between Zhen Cheng and Minion was indeed a mental torture.
Making people submit through physical torture is the lowest form of torture. Experienced interrogators will use various tricks to make people collapse mentally while maintaining physical health, so as to avoid accidentally taking information to the grave.
But for users of the cultivation method, making people beg you to listen to their secrets is the basic operation.