Zhuang Weifeng: "..." If his uncle could come out, would he have made this move today?

Li Ke spent three days collecting a thick stack of confessions. Each confession was cross-checked and verified. Although there were some discrepancies, they were all largely the same.

That's how human memory works; there are always things we remember wrong or can't remember, things that become blurry. If Li Ke doesn't think there's anything seriously wrong, he'll interrogate again to confirm, and then let it go.

In this intermittent manner, Li Ke spent a considerable amount of time obtaining statements in various handwriting styles. She made several copies with a printer to keep as backups, and collected the other originals, putting them in a blank kraft paper bag, which she planned to send out.

After sending all the useless people on their way, Li Ke finally arrived in front of Tanaka and Zhuang Yihao. This time, Tanaka was very firm. Apart from writing down some information about the Zhuang family and other things he knew, he was unwilling to reveal anything about his own family.

When Li Ke tortured him, he roared at her to kill him quickly. Li Ke hated these bastards. He had such a strong sense of national spirit, so Li Ke was determined not to let him die a quick death.

She hung Tanaka upside down in the air, his head and face still covered, and slowly bled him out. There was also a dripping device next to him, so even when his wounds stopped bleeding, the sound of the dripping water would cause him excruciating pain.

To prevent him from being hanged, every two hours an automatic device on the roof would turn him right over for half an hour. Li Ke wanted to see how long he could keep up his stubbornness.

Zhuang Yihao did know some information about the Tanaka family, and he wrote down about five or six parts of the situation, but it wasn't very comprehensive.

These people sent to China were all trained and could write Chinese, which made it easier for Li Ke to extract confessions, but there were one or two whose writing was very poor.

Li Ke couldn't stand it, so he made them dictate, then recorded it, and then had their companions listen to the recording and write it down.

In short, ever since she sent out a preview last time, Li Ke felt that it might reveal something about herself, so she would never write anything on her own again.

Zhuang Yihao was sitting on the ground when he felt someone approaching him. He moved his body, but because his mouth was gagged, he couldn't speak.

The man hanging beside him, who looked like a dead man, seemed to sense something and his body twitched twice. Li Ke casually lashed him with a whip.

Li Ke carried Zhuang Yihao out of the space. Zhuang Yihao looked at the man in front of him and calmly said, "Are you here to send me on my way?"