Chapter 258 What exactly are you going to do?
"Who are you?"
The short man was very brave and showed no fear when he fell into the hands of others.
Those who don't know would think that he is holding some life-saving trump card in his hand.
Mo Jiuye snorted coldly and kicked the short man hard, aiming to remind him to recognize his situation.
The kick was so powerful that the short man screamed in pain. At the same time, a sense of fear inexplicably rose in his heart.
When he was about to ask the other party again why he was caught, he suddenly felt his body hit hard by something heavy.
He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye could see it clearly.
It’s rice balls!
When it saw the man kicking the man angrily, it also wanted to come over to help.
The originally serious scene was almost ruined by the involvement of the little guy.
Now is not the time for Fantuan to act up, and He Zhiran couldn't help laughing and sent the little guy to the bamboo forest to play by himself.
The short man also came back to his senses, thinking that he, a famous Gu Master in southern Xinjiang, was actually fooled by a black and white ball.
He suddenly felt an urge to curse, but when he saw Mo Jiuye's icy and sharp eyes, he instantly lost his confidence.
"You...what exactly are you going to do?"
Mo Jiuye glanced at him sideways and asked in a cold voice, "Tell us everything about Mr. Simeng."
"That's impossible! Just kill me!" the short man answered firmly.
Upon hearing this, Mo Jiuye took out a dagger and slapped the short man's face a few times.
"It's easy to want to die. Since you don't want to say anything, I can't let you die easily."
As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger moved quickly and cut off one of the short man's fingers.
The short man screamed in pain: "Ah... who are you? I have no grudge against you, why are you doing this to me?"
"You have no right to know who I am. Tell me the answer I want, and I will give you a quick death."
In order to prove that he was not joking, Mo Jiuye placed the dagger on his other finger again after he finished speaking.
That way, he was telling the short guy that if he dared to say no, he would lose his finger.
He Zhiran also prepared a pocket watch for hypnosis. If Mo Jiuye couldn't get anything out of her, she would try using hypnosis.
And she could see that Mo Jiuye was afraid of the short man's intimidation, and he was holding back and refused to say anything.
This kind of situation usually happens because someone has some leverage over you.
Since there was a reason that could not be told, Mo Jiuye cut off three of his fingers again, but the result was still the same.
He Zhiran walked forward and tugged at Mo Jiuye's sleeve.
"Let me try."
After she finished speaking, she squatted in front of the short man.
"Since you don't want to talk about it, we won't force you. I have something here, I wonder if you recognize it."
As he spoke, He Zhiran was already waving the pocket watch in front of the short man.
At first, the short man tried very hard to identify the object swaying in front of him, but for some reason, he felt drowsy after staring at it for a while.
Soon, his eyes became blurred.
In order to verify whether the hypnosis was successful, He Zhiran first asked some simple questions.
"May I have your name?"
Short man: "My name is Huang Xu."
He Zhiran: "Where are you from?"
Huang Xu: "I'm from the capital of Southern Xinjiang."
He Zhiran: "Where do you live?"
Huang Xu: "I live in Simeng Villa."
After asking these questions, combined with Huang Xu's dull look, He Zhiran could conclude that he had entered a hypnotic state.
She turned to look at Mo Jiuye and motioned him to come forward and ask.
Mo Jiuye squatted beside his wife and asked in a deep voice, "Who is Mr. Simeng?"
Huang Xu struggled for a moment, then said, "Mr. Simeng is my master."
Mo Jiuye: "Where is he?"
Huang Xu: "I don't know. I haven't seen my master for three years."
When he heard that he didn't know, Mo Jiuye frowned immediately.
He Zhiran shook his pocket watch and continued to ask, "How can I find your master?"
Huang Xu: "My master is very elusive. If he needs me, I will appear."
He Zhiran: "What if you have something urgent to report to your master?"
Huang Xu: "Even if there is an emergency, the news can only be sent to the Western Border of Dashun before July every year. He goes there once every July."
He Zhiran: "You are going to the Western Territory in July. Where can you find him?"
Huang Xu: "I don't know about that. I've never been to the Western Territory to look for a master."
He Zhiran continued to ask, "Hasn't anyone else gone to the Western Territory to look for your master?"
Huang Xu: “I haven’t looked for it.”
He Zhiran knew that Huang Xu could not lie under hypnosis, which only meant that he really didn't know where Mr. Simeng was.
Since she didn't know, there was no need for her to continue asking such questions.
"What's your master's name?"
Huang Xu: "My master's name has never been made public. I only heard from my senior brother that his last name is Shao."
Sure enough, his surname was Shao. When my mother-in-law was telling me about this past event, she mentioned that the young man from a noble family who loved Yuan Meng had the surname Shao, and this Mr. Simeng also had the surname Shao. There was no doubt that the two were the same person.
He Zhiran continued to ask: "What does your master look like?"
Huang Xu: "My master has white hair. Every time he sees us, his face changes, so I don't know his true appearance."
Speaking of white hair, the first thing that came to He Zhiran's mind was what Yun Li once said about white hair and a youthful face.
She continued to ask, "When your master appears, does he have white hair and a youthful face?"
Huang Xu: "He only appeared once with white hair and a youthful face, and twice as a woman and an old man."
He Zhiran: "You don't even know his true appearance, how can you judge his identity?"
Huang Xu: "My master has a token in his hand, and we all rely on the token to identify his identity."
After asking so many questions, it can be said that there are no useful clues. The only thing we can confirm is that Mr. Simeng is the person that Madam Mo mentioned.
He Zhiran observed Huang Xu's hypnotic state and found no signs of waking up. In this case, she decided to ask some other questions.
"Did you release the snakes into the cave leading to Simeng Villa?"
"We released it." Huang Xu answered straightforwardly.
"Why?" He Zhiran asked.
Huang Xu: "Before the New Year, one of my fellow apprentices went out to buy supplies and hasn't returned yet. We were worried about the safety of the villa, so we released the snakes there."
He Zhiran: "Who controls the snake group?"
Huang Xu: "He's my senior brother."
He Zhiran: "Who is your senior brother?"
Huang Xu: "It's the person who was with me."
He Zhiran: "What about the colorful frog at the bottom of the well?"
Huang Xu: "Those are the treasures raised by my senior brother."
He Zhiran: "Is that wellhead the passage into your secret room?"
Huang Xu: “Yes.”
He Zhiran: "How many people are still in the secret room?"
Huang Xu: "Besides the one person we are guarding, there are also three of my fellow apprentice brothers here."
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