"explain."

Krisen frowned in annoyance; he didn't believe the damn thing would say anything useful.

He's been messing with this person for so long, and he hasn't gotten a single useful word from him.

"Actually, what I said about the bomb was all a lie." The boy slowly raised his head, breathing heavily through his nose. "There was no bomb at all."

"What nonsense are you spouting!" Chrison gripped the whip tightly. "That day in the suburbs, weren't you the one who detonated that bomb?"

He lashed the whip across the boy, gritting his teeth as he spat out each word, "What, you've delivered the goods, aren't you afraid of dying?"

"hiss--"

The boy gasped in pain, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Since his arrest, he has forced Mytel to keep him on the run by using the bomb threat.

Although he was still alive, his daily life was utterly unbearable.

Now that the destination of the item has been revealed to the people sent by Capação, he can go see his father in peace.

"I'm an undercover agent, not a terrorist organization. I won't harm any innocent lives," the boy forced a smile. "Otherwise, why would the first explosion happen in the suburbs?"

"What did you say?" Chrison narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the expression on the boy's face.

When they first captured the boy, he said he had planted a hidden explosive device in a busy area of ​​Kyoto, and that if they killed him, the device would explode instantly.

At first they didn't believe it, but unexpectedly, one actually exploded in the suburbs.

However, although the explosion was large, there were no casualties because it occurred in the suburbs.

"You've tormented me for so long, I have to get my revenge." The boy looked at the change in Chrison's expression and knew that he probably believed what he said.

A smile played on his lips as he bit open the small pill hidden in his cheek, and a strong medicinal taste instantly filled his mouth.

"Are you mocking us?" Krissen's face turned pale as he stared coldly at the boy, anger and fury welling up inside him.

"Are you angry? Now you know that the explosives you've always been afraid of don't actually exist. You've all been tricked by me, hahaha,"

The boy quickly swallowed what was in his mouth, deliberately stalling for time. "The mighty Major Mytel, the General, and even your King, have all been played like fools by me. Haha, you're nothing special!"

"Shut up!"

Provoked by the boy's words, Chrisson immediately became furious.

The barbed whip, with its sharp, piercing force, struck the boy's thin body mercilessly, each strike leaving a tear in his white shirt.

Bright red blood instantly gushed from the wound, staining the already dark red bloodstains on his body with fresh red again, overlapping and creating a shocking sight.

The boy gritted his teeth and remained silent.

He must endure this period until the poison takes full effect before he can truly be free.

If Chris notices something is wrong now, he certainly won't let him die like this. Chris will definitely do everything he can to bring him back to life and continue torturing him.

Endure, endure, you absolutely cannot be discovered to have swallowed poison!

He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and relaxed his body naturally. Even as the whip struck him, he tried his best to control his breathing.

"Let's see how he is." Krisen noticed that the boy seemed to be unresponsive, so he stopped whipping him, raised his chin, and gestured for the people around him to go and check on him.

A burly man in black stepped forward and checked the boy's breath.

"Major, he must have passed out."

"Wake him up by splashing him with water." Chris didn't care whether the boy could handle it; he just wanted to vent his anger.

A basin of water was poured in, but the boy did not move.

They replaced the water with ice-cold water from the cold storage and poured the whole basin onto the boy's face, but he still didn't react.

"Major, he probably can't hold on any longer. He hasn't eaten for two days, he's probably starved to death." The burly man, holding a bucket of water, looked at the boy who looked like he was dead and guessed at his thoughts to Chrisson.

"Give him a nutritional supplement. I want to see him awake tonight." Chris snorted and tossed the whip to the ground.

"Yes," the burly man replied, and quickly had someone bring over the nutritional supplements, which he then injected into the boy.

Because they had already checked the boy's breathing, they were focused on administering the nutrient solution and did not check his breathing again.

Because of this, they did not realize that the boy had already quietly passed away and was still slowly consuming the golden time for rescue.

...

Mu Qingyun reached out and dug at the mound of earth, but after a long time, she found nothing.

Was the boy hiding his true identity well, or did she go to the wrong place?

She turned her head and looked around at the thousands of mounds of earth. This was a wasteland, and each mound contained seeds, seemingly an attempt to turn the wasteland into a green oasis, but it had failed.

With a sigh, she stood up, activated her plant-based abilities with her left hand, and focused on the mound of earth in front of her. Seeds sprouted from the soil below, pushing out along with what was hidden underneath.

A white plastic bag emerged from the depths of the mound along with the plant. She picked up the bag, opened it, and looked inside.

It was a small magnetic card and several sheets of paper covered with dense writing.

After putting the items into the storage bag, she took out a small, button-shaped black object with a protruding button on it.

She pressed the button on it and got back into the car.

Yesterday, Ling Rui urgently copied all the documents and gave them to her. Today, she also received the boy's things. Now she has quite a lot of important information on her.

We need to leave quickly.

She waited in the car for a while, and then the black raised button suddenly flashed green.

She turned on the car's navigation system, placed the object on the screen that read the data, and after the screen flickered for a moment, a navigation map appeared immediately.

She immediately started the engine and drove towards the destination indicated on the map.

It would take about two hours to completely lock down Mytel; she had been out of prison for half an hour.

According to the navigation, it will take another hour.

She frowned and tightened her grip on the steering wheel. If she could catch up, she could get back.

The car sped along, and in less than an hour, she had arrived at the entrance of the spaceship alley.

She abruptly stopped the car, looked at the figure standing at the entrance of the spaceship alley, and frowned in distress.

Simply because that figure was extremely familiar.

What's Yi Beixuan doing here?

She thought for a moment, then pulled the car over to the side and sat inside, watching what was happening outside.

The port was now incredibly lively, with many people surrounding it, loudly protesting to Yi Beixuan, asking why they weren't allowed to board the spaceship and why they were being blocked.