Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

Yan Xin went to watch the interrogation overnight.

The person caught looked thin and dark, and was indeed the most common hawker in the market.

He had been punished twice and still wouldn't let go.

"I'm wronged, I'm really wronged! I don't know how the stove turned off, and I didn't pay attention. Do you want to beat me because of this? I'm not a spy." The man cried and begged.

Seeing Yan Xin come in, he seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

"Good-hearted female Bodhisattva, young miraculous doctor, please save me, please save me!"

"Do you know me?" Yan Xin asked.

The man said: "I often do business on this street and have seen you coming and going. I really just do a small business by myself, not a spy. They arrested the wrong person."

"Where are the family members?" Yan Xin asked.

"You can find it in Shiliweizi outside the city," the vendor said.

Yan Xin nodded and said to Bai Shuang: "Continue to torture, he is not honest."

"No, no, miss, I'm really unjust!" The man cried even louder, "I'm just a miserable man, young miraculous doctor!"

The adjutant glanced at Yan Xin, then looked at Bai Shuang: "Is it possible that he was arrested by mistake? He really doesn't look like..."

"'Shiliweizi' was a name that was changed in recent years. It used to be called Lao Yanggou." Yan Xin said, "He even said that wrong."

The man hurriedly explained: "No, that's not the case, Young Doctor, I moved there the year before last. I was in the mountains before."

"You moved here the year before last? Then why did you reveal your secret when I cheated? That place is not called Laoyanggou." Yan Xin said.

The man was startled, with a look of ferocity on his face.

Bai Shuang and the adjutant both saw it.

No mistake!

"You are full of loopholes as a spy. It seems that you are new here. You are not familiar with many places and you don't know much about the behavior of the vendors.

But your mind is strong and you can withstand the punishment, which you have been trained for many years. "Yan Xin said.

After a moment of ferocity, the man began to beg for mercy.

He started talking nonsense.

Yan Xin asked Bai Shuang: "Didn't I say that my uncle is good at interrogation? Let him do it. This spy is not afraid of ordinary torture."

Bai Shuang: "Wait until tomorrow morning, or should I invite you now?"

Yan Xin thought for a while: "Now, strike while the iron is hot, what if he commits suicide at night?"

Bai Shuang said yes.

An hour and a half later, Sheng Yuanshan arrived.

When he arrived, Yan Xin was sitting in the rest room outside the prison, with a simple tea cup in front of her, and she was lost in thought.

Seeing him, she smiled a little and said, "Trouble uncle late at night."

"It doesn't matter, I'm not asleep yet." Sheng Yuanshan looked gentle and his eyes fell on her quietly, "Leave this to me. You go back to sleep and I will give you an answer tomorrow morning."

Yan Xin shook his head: "I'm not sleepy."

Sheng Yuanshan: "Interrogations are ugly and not suitable for you."

Yan Xin: "I won't go in, I'll just wait outside."

Sheng Yuanshan said nothing more.

Bai Shuang is in prison. She first heard that Sheng Yuanshan's methods were ruthless and unparalleled, and she wanted to see how he carried out executions.

Sheng Yuanshan also let him fight at the beginning.

After the beating, they began to burn at the stake, which filled the prison with the smell of flesh and blood. Bai Shuang covered his nose.

Sheng Yuanshan was always dignified and indifferent, with no emotion on his face.

He was neither disappointed nor angry.

It was like no one or anything in the world could arouse his emotions. He was as cold as an icicle.

Two hours later, the spy had only half a breath left and still didn't explain anything.

Bai Shuang came out and whispered to Yan Xin about the situation in the prison.

Yan Xin is outside, separated by a wall, and he can probably guess the market conditions inside.

"My bones are so hard, I just won't let go, and I don't say a single useful word. Only the young commander's dead soldiers can compare with him, and I can't even do that." Bai Shuang said.

Yan Xin curled her fingers slightly: "This is because you have provoked a powerful person."

Bai Shuang said yes.

Then he said, "The next round of interrogation is about to begin, I will go in and take a look."

Yan Xin nodded.

The adjutant has already brought the electrocutioner up.

After several times, all the bones in the man's body wished they were out of place, and he was still crying.

Sheng Yuanshan's cold white skin turned whiter and whiter under the dim light of the cell, making him look sinister and ghostly.

His face was expressionless, and he sighed in a low voice: "It's really amazing. Even ten years can't train a spy with this kind of mentality. His mental defense is indestructible, and any physical damage is useless."

"Do you want to take medicine?" Bai Shuang suddenly answered.

Sheng Yuanshan did not laugh at her, but said seriously: "The pain of medicine is far less than that of electrocution. It's useless."

"What should I do?"

"One last try, if it doesn't work, forget it." Sheng Yuanshan said.

He ordered the spies to be tied up.

Bai Shuang discovered that the people from Shengyuan Mountain had brought many gas lamps and turned them on one by one, lighting up the prison as bright as day. They also tied the spy to a bed, with his western limbs and torso tied tightly, and held up his eyelids. Open, don't let him close his eyes.

Above the head, a large glass mirror hangs, reflecting the human figure clearly.

Sheng Yuanshan took a sharp knife and a pair of white gloves and said to the spy: "Take out your internal organs and remove them all. You won't die in an instant..."

Bai Shuang's scalp is numb.

Sheng Yuanshan actually did this.

The spy couldn't close his eyes or turn his head away. He was lying down, with the mirror right in front of him, and he could clearly see Sheng Yuanshan disemboweling him.

The back of the white frost is covered with layers of cold sweat.

Looking at Sheng Yuanshan again, his expression was still so dull, and his white gloves were stained red with blood, and he seemed unaware.

The spy screamed in pain, with layers of sweat on his forehead: "Help, master, help me!"

Bai Shuang came to his senses.

Finally, I said something useful.

"Who is your master? Tell me honestly and I will stuff my intestines back for you." Sheng Yuanshan said.

The spy's spirit completely collapsed. He yelled and was in so much pain that he felt worse than death.

"Master Beile, Master Beile, help me, give this slave a happy life!"

His life was exhausted and within minutes he expired.

Sheng Yuanshan walked out of the prison, took off his bloody gloves, and his attendants gave him water to wash his hands.

He rubbed it with soap locust.

He lowered his eyelashes, which were thick, slender, and white, giving him the grace and splendor of a young man from an aristocratic family.

No one could have imagined that he had just cut open a person like a plaything.

Bai Shuang watched the torture all night, and her legs and feet became weak.

"...What Lord Beile?" Yan Xin asked, "Is this from Beicheng?"

"Probably, that's why I say he's new here." Sheng Yuanshan said, "Any new people here recently?"

"I only know Zhang Qingya's father and brother who have returned from Beicheng." Yan Xin said, "Other than that, there is no one else."

Sheng Yuanshan: "There may be surprises hidden among impossible people. Be careful, Zhuzhu'er."

Yan Xin pondered.

In the previous life, Zhang Qingya's father and brother did not return to Yicheng.

In this change, the fate of other people is involved.

Yan Xin thought of the second young master Zhang Yi who had a bright red mole between his eyebrows.

"Uncle, help me keep an eye on Zhang Yi. I will also ask Bai Shuang to observe him." Yan Xin said, "But just in case, don't alert the snake."

Sheng Yuanshan nodded: "Don't worry."