The man being tortured chuckled, his body covered in bloodstains, one of his eyes bulging out, making him look extremely sinister and terrifying.
"Don't waste your time on me... I won't say anything."
Ling Yang's eyes turned cold. He snorted and picked up the cup in front of him, taking a sip. The man in front of him was Zhu Boping, a spy planted by country B within their ranks... It took a lot of effort to catch him. They used almost all their connections online to finally find him.
They originally thought Qin Lichang had planted his people within their ranks, but they never expected that this person was actually from country B... Unbelievable! He's a direct descendant of the leader of country C, yet he's colluding with other countries to cause trouble for his own country... Speechless.
“Zhu Boping, you were born and raised in country B... You must have family in country B, right?” Ling Yang glanced coldly at Zhu Boping and, as he wished, saw a moment of absentmindedness on his face.
"Now you want to threaten me with your family?" Zhu Boping immediately suppressed his inappropriate emotions and returned Ling Yang's cold laugh. "Even if you put my son in front of me right now, I won't say a word."
Zhu Boping spoke with great confidence, as country B had already taken strict protection of his family, making it impossible for them to be captured by country C.
“I can’t bring your son here…” Ling Yang sighed, shaking his head helplessly. But before Zhu Boping could feel smug, Ling Yang’s next sentence plunged him into despair.
"Because your son... has already been taken by death."
"Hahahaha!" Zhu Boping laughed loudly, so much so that he coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood. At this moment, he seemed fearless. "What a joke! You can't catch anyone, so you resort to this childish trick to fool people? It seems that you... have something wrong with your brain!"
"You still don't believe me?" Ling Yang shook his head, took a document from a soldier, and stepped forward. He thoughtfully opened the document for Zhu Bowen, whose hands and feet were currently immobile, and raised it slightly so that he could see the description more clearly.
Zhu Boping initially dismissed it, but the more he looked, the wider his eyes widened, and his only intact eyeball seemed about to burst out of its socket.
Ling Yang smiled faintly as he watched Zhu Boping's reaction. The document contained information about the families of these spies who were sent to other countries and might never return. To prevent these spies from being exposed and threatened, Country B would arrest and imprison all their relatives a month after they went on their missions. Once the spies had reached their posts, their relatives would be secretly executed.
After all, in this post-apocalyptic world where resources are scarce, no one wants to take good care of these ordinary people who have little ability.
Moreover, the current ruler of country B, Kurei Jess, is a power-hungry and extremely brutal ruler, so it is not surprising that such heinous things happen in country B.
"This is impossible..." Zhu Boping's lips trembled, his dry eyes suddenly welling up with tears, his entire eyeballs filled with blood, "That Huanhuan... my son..."
"Your son was killed in the late 105th year of the reign of Emperor Wu of Han. Your wife and son died on the same day, and your parents and elders were executed the following day." Ling Yang's calm voice was filled with coldness. He coldly flipped to the end of the document, clearly displaying Zhu Boping's family situation before his eyes.
Every word in the document was consuming Zhu Boping's heart. Looking at the photo in the document, he finally couldn't help but sob. A man who hadn't shed a single tear even when his body was covered in salt water had broken down in tears, cried out, "This isn't real...it's not real!"
"Why deceive yourself?" Ling Yang closed the documents in his hand. "You've already believed it, haven't you... Do you really want to continue serving a country like this?"
Zhu Boping fell silent, his voice hoarse. Ling Yang knew it would be difficult to make someone with such a deeply ingrained sense of loyalty betray his beliefs, but in this situation, all he needed to do was bring out something that could break his last nerve.
He raised his hand, and the soldier at the door quickly stepped forward and handed him a tattered notebook. The pages of the notebook were yellowed, and there were charred marks all around the edges of the pages.
“This is your wife’s diary.” Ling Yang carefully placed the diary in his hand, then turned to the guard beside him and said, “Put it down.”
The guards stepped forward and unlocked the chains on Zhu Boping's wrists and ankles. Zhu Boping staggered to the ground, his hands trembling so much that he could barely hold the notebook that Ling Yang handed him.
Ling Yang quietly slipped out, glanced at Zhu Bowen sitting on the ground, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.
"So, is he willing to talk now?" Zhen Anhua walked over and sat down opposite Ling Yang, pouring him a glass of water as she did so.
"That's about it." Ling Yang shrugged, looking exhausted. He took a sip of water and yawned. "I've gone to great lengths for this interrogation. I just hope this guy can say something of value, or I'll be spitting blood."
“This guy has been lying low for so long, he must have a lot of intelligence on him.” Zhen Anhua glanced at the interrogation room where Zhu Boping was being held, took a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it over, “Xiao Linyuan sent a message, take a look.”
"What kind of trouble is he causing now? I think he's doing really well for himself abroad, with all kinds of beauties, from plump to slender." Ling Yang snorted, took the note, and his expression immediately hardened as he read the contents. The smile on his face gradually disappeared.
"Are you kidding me?"
Ling Yang stared blankly at the note in his hand, then looked up in disbelief at the seemingly calm Zhen Anhua.
"Sir, Zhu Boping says he'll tell you everything." Just then, a soldier pushed open the door and spoke to Ling Yang outside.
Ling Yang handed the intelligence report to Zhen Anhua, then turned and walked towards the interrogation room. "Things will work themselves out... This day will come eventually, starting from the year of the end."
"You're as calm as ever," Zhen Anhua shook her head. "Now that Zhu Bowen has confessed everything, what are you planning to do with him?"
"Of course..." Ling Yang walked into the interrogation room without turning his head, leaving only three words echoing in the air outside.
"Get rid of it."
Zhen Anhua shook his head, not at all surprised. He had guessed it was true; a spy from an enemy country was of no use to them.
All they want is intelligence. Once they get the intelligence, what value will Zhu Boping have?
However… Zhen Anhua looked down at the note in her hand, her expression not very good. She needed to tell the adults about this as soon as possible. (To be continued.)
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