Volume 1 Beginning Chapter 7 You are forcing me to go back to my old job
"Why... huh... don't you tell me?"
Nan Ling was helpless.
Either Mr. Okamoto knew that he was mortal, or he didn't care about his sister - whatever the reason, he refused to speak.
"You can just make up some excuses similar to Mr. Sato's. You can die easily and I can deal with the higher-ups. Your family won't be in any danger... Why?"
Nan Ling sighed and stabbed Mr. Okamoto again.
"Don't worry, I'm using a sterilized scalpel. There will be no infection."
Okamoto was tied to a chair at this time, with more than a dozen small knife wounds of varying sizes on his body. It looked like he was stabbed randomly, but in fact, no vital parts were hurt. All the wounds were painful but definitely not fatal.
His eyes were wide open at this time, and because his mouth was blocked he could only make "mmm" sounds.
There was a small pool of blood under the chair, and the dripping sound sounded particularly creepy in this quiet room.
Okamoto's eyes were filled with fear as he watched helplessly as the young man subdued an adult like him effortlessly. His tying technique was extremely skillful, and then he slowly and leisurely cut him with one knife after another, as if he didn't care about the life in front of him at all, and treated him as some kind of object and attacked him decisively and fiercely.
Nan Ling was still mumbling to Okamoto: "Look at what happened. It was originally a very easy task. I wanted to finish it quickly... But you see, you had to make it to this point. Is it fun?"
As he spoke, he stabbed a few more times, "As for you, don't worry that I will stab you to death. I can stab you dozens of times before you decide to speak. I studied medicine, you know, which means that even if you want to die, I can save you."
It's been a long time since I did this, Nan Ling thought.
He initially studied medicine in order to better understand the physical condition and structure of the person being interrogated, thereby making interrogations more efficient.
——In other words, his purpose of studying medicine from the beginning was to bring greater pain to people.
But that was all a long time ago. Later he felt that there was no future in this field, and he was not a sadist, so he changed his career and became a doctor.
Of course, if it was a commission like this, he would still accept it, as long as the money was high. As long as the money was in place, everything would be fine, and there was no intelligence that he couldn't investigate.
"Oh, sorry, I forgot I blocked your mouth." Nan Ling pretended to suddenly realize it, "Shall I untie it for you? But I don't like to hear other people scream, so you'd better pray that you don't make any sound, or I'll play with you again, okay?"
Okamoto nodded . The boy in front of him had always been smiling, but when he threatened him just now, his face suddenly turned gloomy, and then returned to normal. This kind of moody temperament was as dangerous as a lunatic!
“Hu…ha…ha…I’ll tell you…I’ll tell you everything…just give me a quick death…” Okamoto’s voice was trembling. The waves of pain coming from all over his body were totally unbearable for an ordinary, untrained man like him.
"That's right." Nan Ling clapped his hands, "But considering your lack of cooperation just now——"
He deliberately prolonged his tone, and was satisfied to see the man in front of him gradually become terrified. "--If you don't tell the truth, I will use this bottle of alcohol to disinfect you inside and out. Got it?"
Okamoto breathed a sigh of relief. He almost thought that the boy wanted to continue playing "games" with him. He hurriedly told him everything he knew.
