Interrogation Room
Looking at Qiao Wanyue, who was covered in blood, Liang Lan couldn't help but frown. "Who gave you permission to torture her?"
"The higher-ups said to use every means to get her to talk."
Liang Lan: "Get out."
"No, I've been instructed from above that I can't leave no matter who comes. Please forgive me, Director Liang." As he said this, he casually lashed out with a whip at Qiao Wanyue. "Wake up."
Qiao Wanyue was startled by the blow.
Seeing the person in front of me, I almost doubted that I was seeing things.
What brings you here?
Liang Lan said, "It's all because of your good father, he's practically begging me to kneel down."
Qiao Wanyue had a blank expression.
She'd figured it out over the past couple of days; this was a trap specifically set for her. The person behind it wasn't trying to scheme against Wen Gaohan and Lu Yunzhou; they just wanted her dead. They started using torture as soon as she entered.
They tortured her day and night until she confessed.
But as long as she doesn't admit it, she won't die.
It's just that suffering is inevitable.
She couldn't understand how there could be reactionary remarks and books in her house. Almost all the people who hated her had been sent to prison, except for Yang Huaiyuan.
But he no longer has—
wrong
Something's definitely wrong.
She looked at Liang Lan, but since no one could come in from outside, she could only remind Liang Lan first. The interrogator was staring at her fiercely, so she absolutely couldn't be too explicit.
She thought for a moment, "I can't do things I haven't done before."
Liang Lan glanced at the person next to her and said, "Don't worry, the country will definitely investigate and clear your name if you didn't do anything."
"Your shop has been shut down, and all the employees have been laid off."
Qiao Wanyue's eyes lit up.
She stared intently at Liang Lan.
After a long while, she looked away.
"Director Liang, we've had enough time. Please proceed."
Liang Lan frowned at him, "It's only been a few minutes, and you..."
“Director Liang, we have our rules. Letting you in is already a grace period. If you stay any longer, it won’t be good for you.” He said meaningfully.
Liang Lan scoffed, "What, you still think of me as an enemy spy?"
The man laughed out loud, "After all, your family's business involves foreign investment, doesn't it?"
Liang Lan: "Go ahead and investigate if you dare."
Leaving behind a remark, Liang Lan stormed off in a huff.
The man spat.
What is it?
I'll get my hands on you sooner or later, you old bastard.
Qiao Wanyue lowered her eyes, pondering what this person had just said. Perhaps he was just complaining, and their target was not only themselves, but also Liang Lan, and maybe Wen Gaohan.
He mentioned foreign investment.
Old Mrs. Liang is an entrepreneur, and her background is undoubtedly clean. But now that the purge has begun, it's inevitable that someone has their eye on that lucrative business and wants to bring the Liang family down.
We must bring Liang Lan down.
Before Liang Lan.
Let's test the waters with her first.
Suddenly, a hot lamp shone on her skin, so bright that she dared not open her eyes.
"Just confess quickly, and you won't have to suffer anymore."
Qiao Wanyue turned her head away, ignoring the person.
The man, not wanting to make a fool of himself, turned on the main light and activated all the torture instruments before closing the door and leaving.
Qiao Wanyue and the others left, using their consciousness to enter the space.
Those people haven't given her any food or water, and they've been keeping her waiting like a hawk for two days. But thankfully, they don't have much patience, and they disappear for a while every now and then, giving her time to rest.
She sat in the space taking a bath, and all her injuries had been healed by the spiritual spring.
As long as you wear blood-stained clothes, they won't be able to tell.
What they need is a result, not the real truth.
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