As the arrogant laughter rang out, Qin Wan looked more and more cold-blooded and ruthless, which was chilling.
She spoke in a nonchalant tone, as if she was just talking about some insignificant household matters!
"You are a vicious woman with a heart as vicious as a snake and scorpion. Today I will kill you with my own hands to relieve the hatred in my heart!"
Qian Lang's hair stood on end with rage, his eyes were wide open, his face flushed red, and the words that came out of his mouth seemed to be able to ignite the air.
Facing Qian Lang's fury, Qin Wan just smiled coldly, that smile full of disdain and ridicule:
"Humph, you want to kill me? If you have the guts, first struggle to get up from this cold ground!"
After saying that, she no longer paid attention to Qian Lang's shouting and began to search the man's body with full concentration.
Qin Wan's hands were as quick and agile as a nimble little snake, moving back and forth and groping between the man's pockets, shoes, socks and private underwear.
Qian Lang searched every corner of his body where money might be hidden, and his movements were so skillful and precise that it was astonishing.
It wasn't long before she made a discovery—a tightly sealed secret letter from the man's arms, along with a considerable amount of money and various bills.
Qin Wan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a satisfied smile.
Without hesitation, she threw all the looted items into her mysterious space. Then, her eyes turned cold, and she raised her hand and struck the man hard on the back of his neck.
There was a dull thud, and the man instantly lost consciousness and fell limply to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, Qin Wan picked up the man as easily as picking up a chicken and threw him into the space.
After doing all this, Qin Wan clapped his hands as if nothing had happened, and returned to the train station leisurely with light steps.
She first went to the ticket window and leisurely bought another train ticket to the southwest, this time choosing a comfortable sleeper car.
After boarding the train and finding her berth, Qin Wan first retrieved an exquisite mosquito net from the space and carefully and tightly enclosed the small space she occupied. This not only effectively blocked out outside interference but also created a private space of her own. Once everything was arranged, Qin Wan flashed and silently slipped into the space.
In the space, she found an open place and began to interrogate the man.
At this moment, Qian Lang didn't know that he was in an unknown space. He just thought that this was a new interrogation method and thought to himself:
Could it be that this kind of interrogation has some effect that I am not aware of?
Qin Wan didn't care what men thought. She asked directly.
"What's your name?"
"Qian Lang!"
Qian Lang answered readily. He knew that even if he didn't answer, the police would easily find his name.
"Identity." Qin Wan asked again.
Qian Lang was silent at this moment. His identity was a top secret of their island nation, and he would not reveal it easily.
Qin Wan knew that the enemy spies were far more cunning than ordinary people and naturally hid deeper secrets.
If we continue with this conventional interrogation method, I am afraid it will end up being futile and a waste of our energy and time.
Thinking of this, she sighed inwardly and decided to give up this gentle method.
After all, she had more direct and simple interrogation methods available for this difficult man, so why bother struggling here and wasting her energy?
Having made up her mind, she slowly stretched out her right hand and pressed down on the man's head without hesitation.
As her palm fell, the man called Qian Lang's face instantly turned as pale as paper, his body trembled involuntarily, and deep fear appeared in his eyes.
Because he knew very well what Qin Wan's actions at this moment meant - it was clearly that he was going to use the legendary soul-searching technique on him!
Qian Lang was so frightened that he could no longer care about anything else and quickly begged for mercy:
"Please spare my life, aunt! Whatever you want to ask, just ask. I will tell you everything I know! If you only let me go, I will even be willing to act as your informant and serve you wholeheartedly!"
At this time, Qian Lang was full of regret and secretly cursed himself for not confessing the truth earlier and why he had to wait until the other party used such a cruel trick before he was willing to give in.
Unfortunately, no matter how Qian Lang begged for mercy, Qin Wan seemed to hear nothing and remained unmoved.
Her face was as gloomy as water, and her eyes were as cold as ice. She stared at Qian Lang, who was already scared out of his wits. Then she muttered something and used her hands to perform a soul-searching spell.
Qin Wan knew that he could not show any mercy to a difficult character like Qian Lang.
Only by adopting the most direct and effective soul-searching method can we quickly obtain the required information.
As for whether Qian Lang would become a foolish person after the soul search, that was no longer within her consideration.
Just as the soul-searching technique was being performed in an orderly manner, Qian Lang's originally tightly closed lips opened slightly, but what was shocking was that no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer make even the slightest sound.
At this moment, he was like a bird with its throat strangled, wanting to flap its wings but not having the strength to sing.
At the same time, under Qin Wan's eyes that were as hot and sharp as torches, Qian Lang felt that the layers of disguise covering him were being ruthlessly torn apart like thin paper.
He was exposed naked in the air without any cover, and every subtle change in his expression and inner fluctuation was visible.
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