It's September, and it's just the beginning of autumn.
The trees planted around the former Fuguo Mansion have begun to shed their leaves, giving off a sad smell of people leaving.
The gray sky is just like Song Zhongkai's mood.
Everything seemed extremely gloomy.
At this time, he was being pushed in a wheelchair and followed slowly.
There are many important officials at the rear, including the newly appointed auxiliary country Lu Sheng'an.
Many human weapons have been unveiled.
Lu Sheng'an was holding the Wandering Dragon Sword, and there was a bit of coldness when the green blade flashed.
As for Xu Zhi, who was far ahead, the green willow heavy water stick was covered with glaze and golden light.
A thorough investigation of the former auxiliary country involves too much, but no one dares to speak out at this time.
He walked step by step, his steps seemed unusually heavy, and the rhythm of his feet seemed to be stepping on everyone's heart.
Every time he takes a step, his momentum increases.
Like a black edge, it breaks through everything blocked in front and blocks the openings of others.
The Black Inspection Order still has great power.
From the moment I stepped into this mansion, the mansion fell into an oppressive and dull silence.
No one dared to resist violently, not even the former Grand Master's first residence.
Regardless of whether they were willing or unwilling, wherever they passed, the relevant personnel were quickly cuffed and kneeled on the ground.
Office, family area, leisure area...
The officers of the Inspection Department quickly completed the arrest.
"Where does Wang Dong retreat to death?"
After looking around for a while, Xu Zhi slowly spoke.
In front of him was the subject of his question.
One is Wang Dong's secretary Shen Bingyang, and the other is Wang Dong's heir Wang Linkai.
As secretary, Shen Bingyang has an extremely close relationship with Wang Dong, just like Fan Tiexin is no different from him.
At this time, Shen Bingyang's face looked extremely gloomy.
How could he not understand the treacherous nature of the situation in Kyoto?
It's just that he thought about what he had done in the past and had no idea what the mystery was.
Wang Linkai is over sixty years old and is a master practitioner.
He had a bitter look on his face, and his eyes showed extreme unwillingness, even hatred.
Hearing Xu Zhi's question, he raised his head desperately.
"My father is not guilty. You are trying to frame our Wang family and harm my father. Mr. Xu, what are your intentions? My father has worked hard for more than thirty years in the position of auxiliary to the country and has just left office. You are...
…”
After roaring several times, his head was pressed hard by the inspection department personnel.
Several slaps were thrown out, and with the blood in his mouth, the words in his mouth began to become unclear.
Xu Zhi glanced at Wang Linkai several times before turning his attention to Shen Bingyang.
"I am responsible for administrative matters and have little knowledge of Grandmaster Wang's private life. He usually only practices in the leisure area and does not know the secret place of retreat there."
Shen Bingyang speaks slowly and without haste. As a secretary, he has extremely good qualities.
He probably thought carefully about what he had done and felt that there were not many serious mistakes, so he seemed steady and unhurried when he answered.
He looked at Xu Zhi's slightly frowned brows and then changed his words.
"I usually have the habit of checking various records, including Grandmaster Wang's expenses. During the six months of his retreat, a batch of bigu pills, energy liquid and nutrient solution were allocated every other month. The person responsible for the allocation was
people……"
Shen Bingyang pointed his finger at Wang Linkai.
His words barely gave the answer.
"Traitor, Shen Bingyang, you are a traitor. My father has always treated you well. You are a traitor..."
Wang Linkai struggled hard and scolded Shen Bingyang, who also started crying.
"My father is in seclusion and sprints to become a grand master. He can't open it, and no one can open it. Mr. Xu, you must be here to harm my father with your own personal interests. You want to harm us."
"Murong Qiu."
Xu Zhi spoke in a low voice.
Murong Qiu, who had been waiting beside him for a long time, immediately stepped forward and grabbed Wang Linkai's mouth with his right hand.
He squeezed hard, and there was a sound of the jaws twisting, and Wang Linkai immediately stopped the sound in his mouth.
His mouth opened and closed several times, but no sound came out, only the sound of gasping. Wang Linkai's eyes widened in anger, and he looked at the people in front of him extremely angrily.
"I ask, you answer."
Murong Qiu's words were very short and cold.
As the first judge of Dongyue, he is extremely famous.
Many people are extremely afraid of him.
This is a person who has few friends but is very needy.
Any interrogation involving important figures was inseparable from Murong Qiu's assistance.
Under Murong Qiu's interrogation, some people told the truth, some went crazy, some died, and some got seriously ill, and the root of their illness has been traced ever since.
As long as Murong Qiu is determined to judge, the end will be the same.
Regardless of whether Wang Linkai is guilty or not involved in the case, if he is forcibly interrogated by Murong Qiu once, it is difficult to say that he will end well.
At this time, Murong Qiu was wearing a dark inspection uniform, and he looked extremely gloomy.
He slightly adjusted the black silk-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a sharp look in his eyes showed through the lenses.
People who are familiar with Murong Qiu know very well that if Wang Linkai does not take the initiative to cooperate, Murong Qiu's talents and secret skills will come out one after another until Wang Linkai's mouth is pried open, or Wang Linkai dies.
"Where is the suspect Wang Dong in seclusion?"
Murong Qiu looked at Wang Linkai, his words seemed unusually slow.
Every word and every sentence hit Wang Linkai's heart hard.
The lower jaw was suddenly reset by Murong Qiu. Wang Linkai stuck out his tongue and spit out a mouthful of saliva.
"Pooh!"
At ordinary times, Murong Qiu would not be able to spit out anything, let alone Wang Linkai, whose cultivation was restricted.
But at this time, he did not escape.
There was spit on his face, and bubbles burst from time to time, making him look extremely disgusting.
But Murong Qiu didn't have time to wipe it off.
His eyes were fixed on Wang Linkai, and a coquettish red light began to flash in his eyes.
"Where is the suspect Wang Dong in seclusion?" Murong Qiu asked again.
They are both master practitioners, and with Murong Qiu's interrogation methods, he doesn't need to set up seduction methods.
Simple, neat, direct and violent interrogation.
Under the Black Notice, everything will appear violent.
Only violence is enough to deter people.
There is no gentle means.
The former was Zhao Mu, and the latter was Xu Zhi.
The Inspection Department has lost a general manager. If it cannot be found out, this term will be over.
Murong Qiu felt a heavy weight weighing on her shoulders.
He didn't know how he was going to interrogate Wang Dong, who had the first honor of being a master in the past.
But at this time, he must complete the assigned task.
At least don't fail at the first step.
At least they have to find Wang Dong.
"You...you...you, me...I..."
When looking at Wang Linkai, little bits of blood fell from Murong Qiu's nostrils.
Wang Linkai in front of him was making intermittent sounds, his eyes were bulging, blood and tears were hanging down from his eyes, his tongue was biting at the corner of his mouth, and gurgling blood began to overflow.
This is the interrogation heading towards confrontation.
It's hard to say how good or bad the situation of both parties is, but Murong Qiu is obviously very struggling.
When Murong Qiu asked the question for the third time, Xu Zhi pressed his finger on Wang Linkai's forehead.
He closed his eyes for a moment before opening them and said: "I heard his voice after being interrogated. Go to Mr. Long Yuan's study and open the second secret compartment of the third row of bookshelves. There is a secret cultivation room below."
Wang Linkai:I…………
The thought that he wanted to spit out was strong and stubborn, but in the blink of an eye, he was fully informed.
Wang Linkai's eyes were blank. He didn't know when he spat out the words.
But what Xu Zhi said was right. He delivered the retreat needs to the secret cultivation room on time every month.
Thinking that his father, who failed to challenge the Grand Master, would now have to undergo violent interrogation, fearing that he would never be able to become a Grand Master again in his lifetime, Wang Linkai felt anxious, angry and confused for a moment.
He felt countless nauseating feelings welling up in his heart.
Murong Qiu was born with the backlash of the sequelae of violent interrogation.
After vomiting out large pools of blood, Wang Linkai eventually fell into a coma.