Chapter 15 Don't misunderstand, I'm not a good person, I have no bottom line.

Cui Qiang looked at Yun Wangshu and said in a deep voice, "If you release my family, I will give you your name. If you want revenge, you can kill me."

Behind her came urgent, heartfelt moans, but Yun Wangshu wanted to laugh: "How did you kill Yun Feifan?"

Cui Qiang's pupils trembled, but he didn't answer her: "That's not important. As long as you release my family, I'll tell you who wanted to kill Yun Feifan!"

Yun Wangshu tilted her head and smiled: "You gave Yun Feifan's mission and identity to the spies. You don't have a younger brother serving in the Northeast, so you're already in cahoots with them."

Cui Qiang trembled all over. He looked at Yun Wangshu in disbelief, trying to find a trace of deception on her face, but he was so frightened by the coldness in her eyes that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Yun Wangshu: "The numbers in your notebook are coded messages, hidden like this, very spy-like. After all, if it's evidence of a crime that threatens someone, you'd want others to be able to understand it. You're willing to kill for your brother, yet there's not a single letter exchanged with your family. Instead, you chat about everyday things with unimportant people. Isn't that strange?"

"Those letters were the original copies, weren't they? You never intended for anyone else to understand them, because that would have been a dead end for you. You left those things for your organization to see."

Cui Qiang's face grew increasingly pale, turning a lifeless, ashen gray. He dared not look at Yun Wangshu anymore; his eyes were filled with despair and death.

He knew that his whole family was finished.

Yun Wangshu looked down at him condescendingly: "Who gave you permission to kill Yun Feifan?"

Cui Qiang refused to speak again.

Yun Wangshu raised an eyebrow, dragged Cui Rongsheng over, and decisively broke his leg.

"Ugh!!!!"

Lin Meina has gone mad again.

Cui Qiang also had a look on his face that said, "How could you be so cruel?" Yun Wangshu wanted to laugh: "Don't misunderstand, I'm not a good person, I have no bottom line."

"All I want is revenge!"

“Tell me your name, and I’ll send you on your way without hesitation. If you don’t, I’ll break his bones bit by bit and cut his flesh piece by piece. Bound like this, he won’t even be able to die.”

In the underworld, she had seen many souls die tragically, but even the slow, agonizing death was not considered cruel.

All of Cui Qiang's emotions turned into fear. At this moment, Yun Wangshu was more terrifying than any evil spirit in his eyes, and he believed she was telling the truth.

“Jiang Weihong, he betrayed Yun Feifan. I have never contacted him. It was my accomplice who knew he hated Yun Feifan and induced him to leak Yun Feifan’s mission information. Our people took the opportunity to kill him.”

“My accomplice is Liang Chunsheng. We both work for Tanaka Ichiro. Liang Chunsheng is half Japanese. They have something on me. I harmed several people in order to become his secretary!”

"I've told you everything I know. I'm guilty. You can do whatever you want to me, just don't torture my son. He really doesn't know anything!"

Lin Meina's eyes widened in fury upon hearing his words; the man beside her in bed was truly a traitor!

That damned man, he ruined their whole family!

The two children were also in tears. They were the children of traitors, and they would rather be dead!

Unexpectedly, there were so many things involved. Yun Wangshu's headache started again. There were just too many people to kill!

No, we need to find someone to share the burden.

She took Cui Qiang's right hand back and took paper and pen from the bookshelf for him: "Write it down, write down everything you know about people and things, and I won't kill your son."

Send him to a labor camp.

Upon hearing this, Cui Qiang shakily wrote several sheets of paper, ending with a long list of names, and finally, he pressed his own handprint in blood.

It's clear that he truly loves his son dearly.

Yun Wangshu read what he wrote; it contained a lot of information. Whether it was true or false, she would let others investigate; it was none of her business.