Inside the command center, Xie Yun slapped the beech wood table, leaving cracks on it, causing the flame of the kerosene lamp to tremble violently.
Zhang Debiao was tied up and kneeling in front of the table, his fat body swaying slightly like a meat mountain. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, leaving dark marks on the blue brick floor. When he looked up and met Xie Yun's gaze, his whole body couldn't help but tremble violently.
"Young...Young Marshal..." Zhang Debiao's voice seemed to be squeezed out from his throat, with a strong crying tone, and his gold-plated back teeth trembled constantly, "Your subordinate...Your subordinate knows that you were wrong..."
Xie Yun's slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, and each tap seemed to be tapping on Zhang Debiao's heart.
"Oh?" Xie Yun's voice was very light, but it made the temperature in the room drop suddenly. "Then tell me, where did we go wrong?" He suddenly stood up, and the copper buttons on his military uniform glowed coldly under the light. "Do you know the whereabouts of those missing children in the southern suburbs?"
Zhang Debiao's heart suddenly tightened, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes: "Young Marshal, please understand! I just heard about this matter, and was about to..."
"Snap!"
Xie Yun suddenly slammed his palm on the table, causing the teacup to jump up, and the tea splashed onto the scattered documents, creating a dark stain.
"Li Sheng is in charge of the transport, and you are in charge of the southern suburbs. How come you just found out about such a big thing now?" He grabbed Zhang Debiao's collar, and the silk fabric made a slight tearing sound between his fingers. "Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"
Zhang Debiao's face turned pale instantly, and his thick lips trembled: "To be honest, there are too many refugees. Your subordinates...your subordinates..."
"Too many refugees?" Xie Yun sneered, suddenly letting go of his hand and letting him collapse to the ground. "More than a dozen children disappeared out of thin air, and you told me there were too many refugees?" He slowly walked behind Zhang Debiao, his military boots knocking on the ground with a dull sound. "Or are you thinking about other things?"
Zhang Debiao turned around in a hurry and banged his forehead heavily on the ground, making a dull "dong" sound: "Young Marshal, spare my life! I am willing to forgive my crime..."
Xie Yun suddenly raised his foot and stepped on Zhang Debiao's shoulder, pressing him hard to the ground. The friction between leather and bones made a teeth-grinding sound.
"Then tell me everything you know." He leaned forward slightly, his shadow covering Zhang Debiao. "If even one word is untrue..." The gun on his waist made a slight metallic friction sound. "You should know what the consequences will be."
Zhang Debiao's entire face was instantly twisted and deformed by the severe pain. Snot and tears flowed out uncontrollably, covering his fat face. The layers of fat on his chin also trembled continuously.
He was terrified and cried out in tears: "Young... Young Marshal, please understand! I... I really haven't seen those missing children with my own eyes..." He suddenly remembered something and said hurriedly: "But... recently, I saw some people with strange behaviors wandering around the southern suburbs. At that time, I didn't take it too seriously and just thought they were ordinary refugees."
Xie Yun snorted coldly, picked up the butt of the gun, and patted Zhang Debiao's greasy cheek hard: "Tell me clearly, who is it."
"Yes! Yes!" Zhang Debiao's head tilted when he was slapped. He quickly turned his head, the fat on his face trembling as he moved. "At first glance, those people are dressed ordinary, but their behavior is completely different from that of ordinary refugees."
"It's because you neglected your duties that so many incidents occurred!" Xie Yun glared at him and shouted, "What happened to the West District Granary? Tell me. How many favors did Cheng Shaojie promise you?"
"Young Marshal..." Zhang Debiao's eyes rolled around and he explained in a panic, "This batch of old grain is prepared...prepared..."
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