Chapter 232 The Ultimate Insult (Part 2)
I don’t know how much time had passed, but the fire in the interrogation room flickered, casting uncertain light on a group of people who were hung up like roast ducks.
"You guys should say it too."
Mo Cheng held his face in his hands and looked at the group of people with a bored expression. He wanted to look away, after all, the tricks played by four ogres and one human, a total of five men, were really eye-catching.
He was somewhat regretting why he had interrogated on the spot instead of handing the task over to Huoniu, so much so that when he saw what was in front of him now, he couldn't even leave because he felt disgusted, because the interrogation had now reached the most critical moment.
Whether we can destroy these people's psychological defenses in one fell swoop and find out the whereabouts of the supplies from them depends on what we do now.
"Colby, why don't you speak first?"
Colby did not reply, and was like a dead man, not reacting to any external stimulation. The only thing he did was to stare at Mo Cheng with his eyes fixed, and his undisguised murderous intent expressed what he wanted to say.
Mo Cheng naturally didn't care about Colby's look. These people knew that they would die anyway, either they would be killed by Mo Cheng if they kept the news, or they would be killed by the nobles behind them if they didn't keep the news.
Since they are going to die anyway, they have a strong enough will to keep the secret.
And what Mo Cheng wanted to tell them at this moment was that death was definitely not the most terrible thing.
When something more terrifying than death is about to happen, the will to die in order to protect the secret is so fragile that it can be easily destroyed.
"You won't tell me? I didn't want to use the second half of the move."
Now Colby has become the spiritual pillar of these people. If Colby doesn't speak, others will definitely not speak. But the advantage of this is that when Colby can't bear to speak, these people will compete to tell the secret faster.
Mo Cheng clapped his hands, and Huo Niu pushed out two wheelchairs from the dark corner.
When Colby saw the person in the wheelchair, his eyes widened and he began to struggle.
"Colby, the boss of the Butcher's Rusty Blade Gang, has no blood relatives. Although he has many [brothers], most of them are consumables."
The people who were pushed out were a mother and daughter, their eyes were covered with cloth, their ears were blocked to ensure that they could not hear or see. Their hands and feet were tied up, and their mouths were blocked.
Can't hear, can't see, can't speak, can't move.
But this is not torture. It is just a means to make them a little quieter. They are not the ones who are being tortured.
"It took me a long time to find out where your secret lover and the daughter she gave birth to are. I have to say that your subordinates are very loyal. He only spoke after I pushed [Extreme Pain] to the second level."
Mo Cheng no longer cared whether his behavior was in line with general morality and law. He had known long before that he was a member of the Chaos Camp. Even when Mo Cheng himself recalled his behavior in the [Foreign Land], he wondered why he was not thrown into the Abyss Styx.
"You think I care about the life and death of a whore and her son?"
"If you really don't care, why did you struggle just now, and why are you speaking up now?" Mo Cheng's eyes flashed with almost materialized malice. "To be honest, the identities you arranged for them are very good. A widowed mother and her daughter who studies hard and has excellent grades. Their lives have nothing to do with the Bloody Butcher."
"You've almost completely covered up their identities, except for a few clues that were not tidied up."
Mo Cheng raised his hand, his thumb and index finger almost touching each other, it was really just a little bit. If it wasn't for the fact that when Colby was captured, he found that his men tried to burn something, Mo Cheng would not have had the clue to find Colby's wife and children.
"Someone once told me that the ultimate insult is to let the person a man loves the most see him at his most miserable, the most miserable state, the state he least wants others to see."
"But the way you are now is not enough. It's not miserable enough. Not enough. Not at all!"
The darkest and most vicious words came out of the mouth of the glorious priest, "Ya Si, the last step is up to you! You must use Yin power and some dead power."
Ya Si took out a huge pair of pliers and walked towards Colby step by step, "Hey, Colby, get ready to say goodbye to your brother!"
Having realized what the other party was going to do and having seen what was going to happen, Huo Niu was preparing to untie the cloth covering his wife and daughter's eyes behind them, making sure that once they could see something, they would see Colby's mutilated appearance.
At the same time, Mo Cheng was like a poisonous snake lurking in the darkness, constantly spewing poison. "I've read your daughter's diary. Her mother told her that she was an orphan. She wrote down all her guesses about her father in the diary. Tsk tsk tsk, that image is very glorious and majestic. She thinks her father is a hero."
Mo Cheng took out the pink diary, opened it, and said, "Should I read it aloud? My reading skills are pretty good."
“No…no…don’t…”
Colby's whole body was shaking, his sweat glands and tears seemed to be out of control. He could already feel Mo Cheng's malice that was as deep as the abyss.
He didn't care about pain or death, and even the way Mo Cheng had treated him before didn't affect him.
But he couldn't appear in front of his daughter with this face. He absolutely couldn't let his daughter know that her father was like this. He couldn't face his daughter with such an extremely shameful face.
"No? Why not? Let her know that her father is still alive and that his father is not black. Isn't this a good thing?"
Mo Cheng had no intention of paying any attention to him. He just wanted to break Colby's psychological defenses, so he had no taboos on any means. Regardless of the process, he would use any means. This was the best feedback his long-term [Foreign Land] mission career had given him.
"Fire Bull, pull down the cloth for me, so that they can see how great their husbands and fathers are!"
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
When seeing Huo Niu reaching out his hand to the cloth strip, Colby's psychological defenses were completely destroyed, and he shouted out of control:
"Stop, I'm telling you! I told you! The stuff is in Warehouse No. 8 at the dock, and the password is the stuff from the ship that came from the open sea."
"Who is the noble behind you?"
"It's Baron Carter."
"Do you know any other people who have collected food and medicinal herbs but have not brought them here?"
Mo Cheng recorded Colby's intelligence. After his psychological defenses were completely broken, Colby became a question-and-answer machine, allowing Mo Cheng to get the information he wanted.
After confirming the correctness of the information by suddenly asking the same questions or mixing in other answers, Mo Cheng asked Huoniu to take Colby's wife and daughter away.
Afterwards, he looked at the others with a grim smile.
"Now, it's your turn."
