Chapter 220 His Paranoia and Brutality



Futu stared at the little mouse on the ground: "It's quite cute. Should we put it in the meat so it can grow up eating meat?"

"No, you don't want to! I'll tell you what you want to know!" Cai Yi couldn't hold back any longer.

He could endure being hit with a board or having his fingers crushed, but he couldn't bear this kind of excruciating pain.

Especially rats, rats placed inside meat. Gnawing on it.

Can he hold on?

Fu Tu raised his hand, and the black-clad guards stopped what they were doing.

The Buddha would ask a question, and if Cai Yi answered well, the Black-Clad Guard would pick an ant out of the meat and ask another question.

And so on... Cai Yi racked his brains to answer the questions raised by Fu Tu.

“Very good, I am very satisfied with your performance. I will trouble Magistrate Hu to send someone to treat your wound.” Fu Tu said, and walked outside.

Magistrate Hu wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Go immediately and call the old man to bring the doctor over.

This wound is truly horrific.

From now on, every time I defecate, it will hurt. It will take at least one or two months to fully recover.

Magistrate Hu stepped on a rat while walking.

A squeaking sound came from the prison cell, and Magistrate Hu jumped up in fright.

No matter how many times I hear that sound, it makes my heart race and my scalp tingle.

Such methods of punishment are truly unheard of.

Futu walked out of the prison and saw the sunlight outside. The winter sun shone on him, and he felt a little cool. It was a warm sun, but its warmth could not reach the depths of his heart.

The black-clad guards followed behind Futu.

They were equally shocked by Futu's perversion and ruthlessness.

But for them, only when their master is a bit abnormal and ruthless can they accomplish great things.

If someone is slow-witted and soft-hearted, then the Black-Clad Guards are of no use.

Futu walked towards Yunlai Restaurant and asked someone to bring a bundle of dried yellow grass to place in front of the guest room on the second floor.

He waited inside for a long time.

No one came in.

The guard in black said, "Cai Yi is already in prison, so the person who was supposed to make contact with him probably won't dare to come."

Fu Tu nodded; he had probably thought about that.

If it were that easy to lure people out.

That's too easy.

Those who sell poppies wouldn't hide in the shadows for that long.

They must have been very careful to be able to remain hidden like this.

but……

Human nature!

Futu sent a bodyguard to a secluded spot outside the restaurant to watch passersby and see who would look towards the area on the second floor where the yellow grass was kept.

Yellow grass is not rare; most people see it and that's it—it's nothing special. But if someone knows what it represents, it's hard for them to remain calm after seeing it.

Unless the people sent by the poppy sellers to investigate are all people who don't show their emotions.

If that unknown organization employs only top-tier individuals, each a paragon of their craft, then he would concede defeat but not give up.

Time passed second by second.

The black-clad guards took note of the stares from passersby.

He would pay close attention to and try to figure out anyone who looked up towards the second floor.

A few special individuals were selected, and spices that only bees could smell were sprinkled on them before they were identified.

Surprisingly, this approach actually works.

They found the inn where the people selling poppies were staying.

The guards in black immediately followed, investigated thoroughly, and returned to Lu Futu's side: "It's Tianranju."

"..." Natural Residence is a restaurant opened by the county magistrate's wife.

The dishes inside tasted okay, but that's all; there was practically nothing that was truly delicious.

However, the merchants in the county town, in order to give face to the county magistrate's wife,

I go there a few times a month, more or less.

It was called a restaurant, but it was just a means for the county magistrate to make money.

This approach is also quite emotional.

He did not engage in business while serving as an official, and remained untainted by the allure of money.

But isn't the money his wife earns also his?

Everyone understands the intricacies of the situation.

Now all the poppy sellers have gone to the county magistrate's office, and Futu almost started to wonder if there was any collusion between officials and merchants.

However, without concrete evidence, we cannot make wild guesses at this time.

Go and see for yourself.

I put down my teacup.

He got up and walked out with two guards in black uniforms.

After walking a few steps, Futu looked at the roadside stalls, which had some medicinal herbs on them, and were run by scattered herb gatherers.

People who know a few medicinal herbs but have no land and can only make a living by collecting and selling them will more or less cooperate with some medical clinics.

This person...

Fu Tu walked over, stared at the herbs laid out on the ground, randomly picked one up, held it in his hand, and smelled it: "What is this?"

"I don't know. I picked it because it looked strange. The clinic said it was a weed, but it looks so nice, just like ginseng. How could it be a weed?"

The man said, "Young master, do you know them? If you don't, it doesn't matter. Just pay two coins and all of this is yours."

“Okay!” Fu Tu took out two coins’ worth of silver and packed up the herbs on the ground to take away.

These herbs are all miscellaneous wild grasses.

But the rest are no longer wild.

Preparing it into a medicine can be incredibly agonizing, as recorded in Doctor Liu's medical texts—it's called "Immortal Herb"!

She's good-looking!

However, when combined with Bletilla striata and Ginseng, it can cause red bumps to appear all over the body.

Those who sell poppies must be good-looking and perhaps even have a strong sense of approachability to operate in the shadows and cause such trouble. How can anyone easily trust someone who doesn't have a friendly appearance?

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