The moment Nan Miaoyin entered the room, Yu Ling thought Luo Qi had brought his men to search the place, so she didn't move at all, but instead scooted closer to the center.
When the large group of people walked in, they saw the famous scene of them embracing and hugging in a cute pose. They were speechless, not knowing what to say.
The two people next to her were either pretending to be asleep or genuinely unconscious. Only Yu Ling stared wide-eyed out, and the moment she saw Jiang Zhicheng and Nan Miaoyin, she silently pulled the blanket up to cover her face, as if she had been caught red-handed.
Nan Miaoyin, who was directly involved, witnessed all of this and felt a pang of distress in her heart.
But her expression was very calm, and her aura became increasingly intimidating.
Yu Ling's last wish was to be targeted by the protagonist, especially since the protagonist was of the opposite sex with whom she had a strange relationship with the original owner. It was truly a dilemma—destroying him was wrong, and giving in to him was also wrong.
Peeking out furtively, Yu Ling saw Nan Miaoyin approaching her step by step with a sullen face. She wrapped herself in the blanket and jumped to the ground, taking several steps back, saying:
"Sister Miaoyin, the situation you're seeing now... it's a little complicated. Can you give me a chance to explain?"
"Still trying to deny it? You're doing such despicable and vile things on my turf!"
As they were talking, Nan Miaoyin noticed another man beside Ye Linglong and angrily rebuked Yu Ling.
"You, you, you actually didn't even refuse a young master from a fallen family like Chen Yuwen?! He's a man!"
Drunk and unconscious, Chen Yuwen had no idea what kind of trouble had been put on him...
"..." Yu Ling couldn't utter a word for a long time. Seeing Nan Miaoyin finish cursing and turn to leave, she casually threw the quilt back onto the bed and quickly chased after her. The two of them went out the door one after the other.
Jiang Zhicheng glanced at Chen Yuwen and Ye Linglong on the bed, then at Nan Miaoyin's departing figure, and at Yu Ling, who was clinging to both of them. A sense of admiration welled up within him.
Wow, this pretty boy is really something. Even though he's so weak, he's still playing so fancy games, managing to put both of them to sleep. And all this while there's gunfire going on downstairs.
Meanwhile, Yu Ling was chasing after Nan Miaoyin. She had just stopped her and hadn't had a chance to say anything when Luo Qi, with his sharp eyes, spotted her and conscripted her. They left the dance hall together with the rest of the group heading back to the guard headquarters...
Inside the interrogation room, underground party members who were just captured today are being held and tortured, forced to reveal the whereabouts of their comrades.
"Ugh..." The underground party member, who was currently being tortured, had bloodshot eyes and gritted his teeth as he said, "I... I don't know!"
"Hmph, stubborn as a mule! You really won't learn your lesson until you're faced with the ultimate truth!"
Seeing this, the executioner turned around with a cold smile, removed his blood-stained white gloves, and walked to the ever-burning furnace. He used iron tongs to take out a red-hot branding iron and slowly, with a cruel smile, walked towards the underground party member…
As the red-hot branding iron approached and he felt its intense heat, the man kept his eyes tightly shut, but refused to give in.
"Alright, let me do it." Yu Ling dismissed the others, yawning as she took over. Luo Qi had sent him to the interrogation room to see if there were any acquaintances he could betray, but he simply couldn't stand the ineffective torture methods.
Sizzle...
The smell of burning skin wafted over as Yu Ling pressed the scorching hot branding iron against the underground party member's chest... There was a "sizzle" sound as he deliberately ground the iron against the man's chest before pulling it off with a sudden jerk, tearing off a piece of charred skin.
With a gruesome, charred wound on his chest, the man could not bear the excruciating pain and fainted.
"Bring me a basin of cold water."
Yu Ling said.
A nearby police officer immediately poured a basin of cold water on him. With a "splash," the icy well water brought him back to his senses, and he subconsciously licked his dry, cracked lips, bringing the drops of sweat and blood that were flowing down his face into his mouth.
The man was constantly tortured by Yu Ling, but because his wounds were repeatedly burned and healed, he did not show any signs of excessive blood loss; his consciousness was just gradually becoming blurred.
“Not enough…this is not enough…” Yu Ling murmured, shaking her head. “Go down and call Luo Qi here first.”
"Okay." The police officer had long been fed up; how could this spy be even more ruthless than him, a professional?
Where have the mobile vegetable vendors in the area been selling their produce lately?
"Well..."
Luo Qi narrowed his eyes at Yu Ling's question, reached out to touch the scratch on his right cheek from the counterattack by the other underground party members, and thought for a long time before answering.
"The area around Tai'an Lane in the west of the city... By the way, why are you asking about this?"
Yu Ling pondered the original owner's memories repeatedly, sorting through them until she finally remembered someone: "That's it! Tian He! Yes! It's him!"
"Oh?" Roach searched his memory. "Tian He is..."
"Tian He should be one of the top veterans of the underground party. His skills and wisdom are above average, and he is also the same age as Marshal Ji."
Yu Ling explained,
"Speaking of which, he is a talented person, but he is proud and unwilling to offer advice to the invaders in the past. Now he can't stand the powerful people who have made a fortune from the war and has devoted himself to the work of the underground party."
As she spoke, under Luo Qi's gaze, Yu Ling walked up to the underground party member who was being forcibly kept from losing consciousness, pinched his head to draw his attention, and whispered in his ear:
"Was this operation orchestrated by Mr. Tian He? Is he senile, letting you incompetent newcomers do the work?"
The man, his mind clouded by the excruciating pain, was immediately taken in and retorted, "Hmph, Mr. Tian He's wisdom... how could you petty people like you possibly understand it?"
Yu Ling let go of Luo Qi's hand and walked back to his side, saying:
"The case is solved. Tian He loves to use diversionary tactics. I'm afraid that when that big fish you mentioned escaped, he probably also took something from your guard team. Otherwise, he wouldn't have deployed so many people."
"Oh no! Could they be trying to steal that roster?!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Qi's face immediately turned extremely ugly. He quickly instructed the guards outside the door to carefully check the items in the office and study.
Immediately afterwards, he snatched the iron torture device from the other side and subjected the dazed underground party member, who was being tortured by Yu Ling, to inhumane torture.
"Well, someone like him, used as cannon fodder and a mere cannon fodder, wouldn't know any more information..."
Yu Ling initially wanted to stop this pointless outburst, but then she thought that if she were sent back to find Jiang Zhicheng now, she would probably run into Nan Miaoyin at the dance hall again...
Forget it, let's just fight.
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