Chapter 236 Space Sister, You'll Disappear, Won't You?
"What are you doing...?"
Bai Qi's voice sounded weak. She looked at Ye Ze in disbelief, then at Han Yubin.
Han Yubin was currently strapped tightly to the chair with his hands and feet, his face radiating a sense of dejection and defeat.
His eyes were empty at that moment, and he remained unmoved even by the loud noise.
He just stared blankly with his eyes downcast, not uttering a word.
Ye Ze was holding a Phoenix brand cigarette to his lips, and had matches ready in his hand.
When Bai Qi kicked the door just now, both of them were still in the position of lighting cigarettes.
The scene was utterly ridiculous and laughable.
Bai Qi was initially wary and anxious about Ye Ze.
If Ye Ze is suspected of being the mole, then Han Yubin is the one most likely to provide evidence of his crimes.
Ye Ze will definitely choose to eliminate Han Yubin as soon as possible.
That's why she rushed back to the unit, wanting to stop Ye Ze from taking action.
Even if she racked her brains, she still couldn't understand why Ye Ze not only didn't lay a hand on Han Yubin, but even lit a cigarette for him.
This is not something a normal person would do.
Ye Ze quickly straightened up, grinned, and bent down to strike a match to light his cigarette.
Want one?
"Don't try to evade my questions. The higher-ups have told you this is an important prisoner. Stop being so irresponsible. What were you doing just now?"
"I figured this guy wouldn't say anything, and the higher-ups weren't willing to explain either, so I'm just using a conciliatory approach, letting him have a smoke, trying to build rapport, maybe he'll soften up and tell me."
Ye Ze touched the tip of his nose with a self-deprecating smile, his tone somewhat embarrassed, "Well, I was just about to light it when you kicked the door open and came in."
Bai Qi was speechless, her face darkening.
It was an extremely complex expression. If I had to describe it, it would probably be that I found Ye Ze very suspicious, but I couldn't help but wonder if this guy was really capable of committing such a sophisticated conspiracy as being a mole.
He might not even know to run home on rainy days.
When someone carrying manure passes by his house, he might mistake them for a peddler and want to take a spoonful to taste it.
"Okay, stop talking. You're already insulting me with your face."
Ye Ze rubbed his hands awkwardly, a hint of embarrassment on his otherwise handsome face. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, "I've seen people curse with their mouths, but this is the first time I've seen someone curse with their facial expressions, and they're pretty filthy."
He could tell from Bai Qi's expression that she wanted to write "Are you out of your mind?" all over her face.
Ye Ze raised his hands, making a gesture as if he had surrendered.
"I'm not really good at interrogating criminals, so why don't you do it? Just consider it a favor. After it's done, I'll treat you to hot pot. This little guy you brought here has never had it before, right? It's on me!"
Bai Qi was about to say that she wasn't interested and that Ye Ze should do his own work.
But reason quickly prevailed, and she soon realized something was wrong.
She can't leave. If she leaves, and Ye Ze makes another move, that won't do.
Bai Qi pursed her lips, then pulled out a chair, placed Zhizhi on it first, and stood aside herself.
She looked at the series of 'methods' hanging on the wall and finally picked out a very thin rope from the middle.
'call out--'
Inside the thin rope was a thin steel wire, which was wrapped with hemp rope on the outside.
Just hearing the sound of the rope cutting through the air, Zhizhi could imagine how painful it would be if that thing hit someone.
Bai Qi looked down at Han Yubin.
"Who arranged for the installation of listening devices in the military dependents' compound to eavesdrop on military secrets? Where did they get the listening devices?"
These things are absolutely impossible for private supply and marketing cooperatives, even in urban-rural fringe areas.
Moreover, I witnessed the seizure firsthand; many of the items were extremely advanced and could not possibly be produced by small vendors in China.
Han Yubin's throat was hoarse, and he spoke in a dry voice, "I don't know, I don't know anything."
"So when you reported Jiang Anchao for impersonating someone else to join the army, wasn't that information you obtained through the wiretapped device? Don't think that just because you've been stubbornly holding back, it'll work. Do you see all this stuff on this wall?"
Bai Qi fiddled with the thin rope in her hand, her tone icy, "Whether it's fingernails, bones in your hands and feet, or your mouth... or even your eyeballs, how long do you think you can hold out? There are too many ways to make you tell the truth. I advise you to be more obedient, so you can suffer less."
Han Yubin's eyelids twitched, and he clenched his fist.
"I really don't know, I don't know anything no matter what you say."
He was like a puppet, mechanically repeating the same sentence.
Bai Qi narrowed her eyes and slapped him without any hesitation.
It should have been a sharp, stinging pain that pierced his skin, but Han Yubin seemed oblivious to the pain, numbly lowering his head.
Zhizhi sensed something was wrong, so she deliberately asked, "Um, is the Dongpo pork knuckle delicious?"
"I don't know, I don't know anything."
Han Yubin gave the same mechanical answer once more.
Zhizhi narrowed her eyes slightly, and for the first time, confusion appeared in her large, clear eyes.
Uncle Han is acting strangely.
Something is definitely not right.
Zhizhi glanced at her aunt and deliberately said, "Auntie, I'm hungry. Could you ask Uncle Ye Ze to buy me something to eat? My tummy is so hungry, and it's about to thunder!"
Bai Qi knew that Zhi Zhi was always sensible, and she would never suddenly act so unreasonably for no reason.
She must have her reasons for asking Ye Ze to buy things.
Bai Qi looked directly at Ye Ze and confidently raised her chin at him, "The child has said so, aren't you going?"
"Where am I supposed to buy Dongpo pork knuckle?"
Ye Ze was at his wit's end. Where in the capital could he find any good Dongpo pork knuckle? Even if he did, he couldn't buy it in a short time.
"Please, Uncle Ye Ze, please, please, I'm really hungry."
The little cub rubbed its hands together and looked at Ye Ze with bright, sparkling eyes.
Ye Ze rubbed the back of his head, clearly unable to resist the onslaught of such a soft and adorable cub.
"Okay... But if I really can't buy it, I'll buy you something else instead."
"Wow, Uncle Ye Ze has really become a lot more handsome! No wonder they say a man's charm lies in his problem-solving ability. Uncle Ye Ze, you're even a little more handsome than my dad now!"
The little cub's mouth was as sweet as honey, showering Ye Ze with compliments.
Ye Ze was initially a little suspicious, but after hearing what the child said, he immediately grinned.
"Alright! I really have to buy you a Dongpo pork knuckle today!"
After saying that, he turned and walked outside.
Suddenly, only the three of them remained in the interrogation room.
After confirming that Ye Ze had completely disappeared, the smile on Zhizhi's face gradually faded.
She turned to her aunt and said earnestly, "Aunt, do you believe me?"
"letter!"
Bai Qi nodded without hesitation. "I know, you want to get rid of him, right?"
The cub nodded vigorously. "Uncle Han isn't usually like this. He's acting like a puppet right now. I don't know what's wrong with him, but I'll try to find a way to make him normal."
Bai Qi thought Zhi Zhi's words made a lot of sense. Even though she was such a small cub, sometimes she said things that were much smarter than adults.
"Tell me what to do, I'll do whatever you say."
After thinking for a moment, Zhizhi said, "Auntie, could you go out for a bit and then close the door for me? I'll think of something."
"good!"
Without any hesitation, Bai Qi stepped out.
After only two people remained in the interrogation room.
Zhizhi vanished into the space in a flash, leaving only a wooden-like Han Yubin in the interrogation room, repeatedly muttering, "I don't know, I don't know anything."
[Ding! Welcome home.]
"Space Sister, I'm in trouble. My parents aren't around right now. Can you help me?"
Zhizhi called out to it urgently.
【Okay, little master, what kind of help do you want?】
The voice of the space sister was softer than before.
It is also more humane, unlike the cold, impersonal machines of the past.
Zhizhi asked earnestly, "Could you please check for me and find out what's wrong with Han Yubin? I saw hypnosis and potions in a TV series before. Could you help me see if you can use the spiritual spring water to make him normal?"
Actually, she learned more than just that from watching TV during this time.
I've heard that there are also shamans in Northeast China.
People like Han Yubin may have been frightened and lost their minds.
However, she felt that the possibility was almost zero.
Han Yubin doesn't seem like the type of person who would be scared out of his wits.
Soon, just as Zhizhi was getting anxious, a long-lost voice came from the space.
【Young master, the spiritual spring can heal him, but you must first remove the silver needles from his head.】
"Silver needles?"
Yes, the instructions for using Lingquan (灵泉) state that one of the corresponding symptoms is that by using silver needles to seal the three orifices (acupoints), the patient's speech can become dull and gradually the tongue will become numb. Lingquan is said to cure all diseases. After the silver needles are used to open the orifices, taking Lingquan will quickly and gradually restore normal function.
Zhizhi suddenly realized.
No wonder she couldn't understand the instruction manual with so many words; it turned out it contained so much useful information.
However, Sister Space is still very impressive; she knows so much.
"Alright! Here comes the braised pork knuckle!"
Zhizhi waved goodbye to her sister from the space.
【Huh? Wait a minute!】
The woman's voice carried a barely perceptible urgency.
After the cub stopped, it hesitated, unsure how to begin:
【Little master, your happiness index is close to 93, but it hasn't increased recently. Could you tell me why?】
Zhizhi blinked. "Oh, so your happiness index has a fixed limit?"
Yes, but don't worry, making you feel happy is our task, not something we're forcing you to be happy.
We sincerely hope that our little owner can grow up happily and healthily.
As he spoke, his voice suddenly dropped.
However... when your happiness index reaches 100, although the things in the space will still exist, and can even connect to the latest technology to provide you with more advanced products, my task will be completed, and I may have to move on to serve the next person.
Zhizhi frowned almost imperceptibly. "...You mean you'll disappear, right?"
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