"What, do you think I'm senile? Out of touch with the world? Everyone knows you've exposed everyone's secrets, so the intelligence you have left is probably worthless!"
Jiang Zhicheng chuckled and shook his head, saying calmly,
"These young people nowadays, they just don't know their place. Alright, stop trying to pull any tricks. What am I keeping you around for? Don't you think your life is too comfortable?"
What you're saying are all the good deeds of the original owner, but they do make a lot of sense.
Upon hearing this, Yu Ling blushed and said defiantly:
"I may be a bit cunning, but I do have my merits, don't I? Besides, with your abilities, even if I stayed by your side, I wouldn't have a chance to steal a single piece of information, let alone betray you, Master Jiang! Please allow me..."
"Hey? You should only speak a third of what you mean. Leave yourself some room to maneuver. You're not qualified to negotiate with me yet." Jiang Zhicheng waved his hand, not intending to listen to his sophistry any further.
Yu Ling frowned. This man truly lived up to his reputation as a ruthless businessman; he really didn't leave her any chance at all.
He clenched his fists, completely giving up, and said, "I was being presumptuous, Mr. Jiang. Just say what you want. As long as you can give me a place to stay, I'll do anything you ask!"
Oh? I told you not to make promises you can't keep, yet you still tell me you're willing to do anything.
Well, that makes sense. His life is in danger, and only my words still carry some weight, enough to protect him.
Jiang Zhicheng thought to himself, but remained outwardly unmoved: "You certainly have guts. Aren't you afraid I'll just hand it over to Young Marshal Ji and exchange it for silver dollars?"
Huh? Just ten thousand silver dollars?
It's not even as much as the original owner's hidden stash of money!
"...No, you wouldn't even look at such a small amount of money! Don't bother! While I can't guarantee my absolute loyalty, I'm certainly capable!"
Yu Ling seemed to be getting anxious. She broke free from the bodyguard's grasp and began frantically promoting herself.
"I am proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, fluent in various languages, have some knowledge of antique appreciation, and can drive various vehicles skillfully. I don't believe you haven't used my skills!"
Besides, with my upright and honest face, standing next to you wouldn't make me look bad, would it?
"I believe that." Jiang Zhicheng seemed somewhat tempted. "Then I'll give you a chance, but are you really willing to do anything?"
“Please give your orders, Master Jiang!” Yu Ling said decisively.
“A friend of mine recently captured a group of underground party members. I heard you once infiltrated that mysterious organization to steal intelligence. If you can interrogate them and get some information out of them, I, Jiang Zhicheng, dare to say I'll protect you!” Jiang Zhicheng smiled meaningfully.
“This…” Yu Ling hesitated. The underground party was known for its unity. If she took this job, she would be hunted down by them for the rest of her life. Even with Jiang Zhicheng protecting her, it wouldn’t make a difference.
"Hmm?" Jiang Zhicheng snorted.
"I'm fine with it!" Yu Ling agreed. So what if it's torture? The original owner has a vast intelligence network. He can just put on a show and make up some fake news to fool them.
Jiang Zhicheng gave a few more instructions to the people around him, and Yu Ling was handed over and sent away, presumably to be taken to the interrogation room.
[Hmm... Host, regarding the skills you mentioned earlier... it seems you don't know any of them except for the first one, right?]
On the way, the system ruthlessly exposed Yu Ling's lies.
"So what? It's not some profound technique; you can learn it just by looking at it."
It might be difficult for ordinary people to learn, but Yu Ling is someone who can even learn high-difficulty skills such as immortal arts, alchemy, and acupuncture. These are just simple for her.
However, Jiang Zhicheng seemed quite agreeable today. Could it be that Nan Miaoyin secretly pleaded for him?
Never mind, none of that matters.
Relying on her connections, Yu Ling resumed her attitude of giving up.
Jiang Zhicheng's men took Yu Ling to the local police station's interrogation room and then left. Although Yu Ling didn't know what the shady businessman was up to, she still decided to proceed according to her plan.
The interrogation room was large, with many cubicles, where heaviest criminals and underground party members who resisted military authority were imprisoned.
Yu Ling certainly didn't have the ability to go to other rooms. Following the original owner's habits, he quickly memorized the surrounding information in his mind, followed closely behind the guard leading the way, and pondered how to take the next step.
"We've arrived. This is the guy who assassinated Captain Luo. He should be a member of the underground party, but he refuses to admit it or reveal his accomplices."
The guard leading the way spoke, immediately bringing Yu Ling back to her senses. He opened a heavy iron gate as he spoke.
“I’ll be guarding the outermost door. You can interrogate them here for as long as you want. Use all those torture instruments as you please. Just call out when you’re done, and I’ll open the door for you. I’m leaving now.”
"Okay, I understand, thank you."
With a flat, polite thank you, Yu Ling went straight in and immediately saw the man tied to a chair. He seemed to be badly injured, his eyelids were drooping, and his thoughts were scattered.
The blood on the man's trouser legs had completely dried, and they were bound with layers of hemp rope. If his legs didn't receive treatment soon, they would probably be ruined.
Yu Ling pulled over a chair typically used for interrogators and placed it opposite the man. She didn't bring any instruments of torture; she simply sat down and casually asked, as if having a casual chat:
"Hey! Wake up, can you still hear me?"
The man opened his eyes with difficulty, glanced at Zhao Zhijie, and then closed them again.
“My name is Zhao Zhongkai. If you really are a member of the underground Communist Party, you should have heard of me,” Yu Ling said.
"You're right, of course I know. Zhao Zhongkai is a warlord's lackey, a traitor who betrayed our intelligence. I heard you've fallen out with them again, right? Dogs fighting! What a show!"
I'll kill all these bastards who profit from human suffering, and all of you immoral scoundrels! I'm telling you, you'll all die a horrible death!
Hearing Yu Ling's words, the man finally spoke.
He was calmly recounting the original owner's identity, but as he spoke, his tone gradually hardened, clearly indicating that he was getting angry.
"Yes, that's me."
Yu Ling wasn't angry and readily admitted it.
"Well then, you can introduce yourself too. Anyway, once you get here, there's probably no chance of escaping."
"Alright, remember this well: my surname is Wang, and my given name is Kun." Wang Kun grinned, his voice hoarse.
Yu Ling wasn't angry at being verbally taken advantage of, but the name sounded familiar. Strangely, she couldn't find this person in the original owner's memories.
He had no choice but to continue asking:
"Why did you try to kill Captain Luo? Did he offend you?"
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