Is torture really necessary for a confession?
Generally, it’s not.
Take Xu Shu this ti, for example, he was simply out to kill the person who directly murdered his "subordinate," and planned to leave imdiately after the deed.
But who would have thought, by doing so, he seed to have accidentally uncovered so incredible conspiracy.
They were plotting loudly, and the words they spilled truly startled Xu Shu.
What’s this about divine blood? What parasite breed? What’s this postnatal start-up plan?
It’s enough to give one a headache!
When it cos to interrogation, Xu Shu wasn’t skilled, but now he had no choice but to interrogate them.
"Do you want to live?" Xu Shu asked.
"Yes, yes, yes!" the soldiers disguised as the Black Emperor Army from the White Emperor Army nodded vigorously, looking helplessly at their leader who was upside down; they were genuinely frightened.
"If you want to live, then answer my questions honestly, got it?"
"Sure, sure, sure!" the White Emperor Army soldiers bobbed their heads like pecking chickens.
Cai Qijun, standing on his head on the ground, glanced disdainfully at his n and snorted, "Are you idiots? Even if we tell him, you think he’ll let us go? Won’t we still be silenced by him?"
"This..."
Everyone hesitated suddenly; thinking it through, it seed to make sense. To stay alive, shouldn’t they keep their mouths shut, keeping him on the hook? Once they’d said everything, wouldn’t they be worthless?
Xu Shu shook his head, "That may not be the case. In fact, we don’t have any irreconcilable conflicts. As long as you tell what I want to know, you help , I help you, why would I need to kill you?"
"Uh..." Cai Qijun was stunned, feeling that the logic was clear and sowhat familiar, as if it were words that only a rare sage could utter.
Xu Shu continued, "Think about it, I’m just a lowly investigator, my monthly salary is just a few tens of thousands of dollars, why would I take such a big risk to offend your Salvation Army? Am I right? As long as you confess honestly, I swear to Lie Zhenzi, I’ll act as if you never showed up today!"
"This..." Cai Qijun fell silent.
He felt sowhat persuaded, thinking it seed logical, but still felt sothing wasn’t quite right.
Beside them, Deacon Yu, a Destroyer, interjected: "Brother Cai, fellow comrades of the Salvation Army, do not fall for his tricks. We are at a disadvantage now, we must unite. If he dares use force, we’ll die right before his eyes, leaving him with nothing! Brothers, leave the talking to !"
Cai Qijun and the White Emperor Army soldiers looked at him and thought that indeed, they had no other options. They all nodded simultaneously, willing to see if this comrade had any thod to turn their dire situation around.
Deacon Yu, facing Xu Shu, showed a face full of heartfelt pain, and sighed, "My friend, do you realize you’ve chosen the wrong path? The ways of the Extinguishing Road Traveler are delusions, they are madn, all treading the wrong path!"
"..." Xu Shu was dumbfounded.
Is this guy sick in the head?
Talking about this at a ti like this?
And daring to ss up my plan, might as well kill him.
However, since this guy was a Destroyer, he probably knew a lot of information. Killing him outright might an missing out on information, better to go along with him and see how much he’s willing to share...
Xu Shu’s eyes shifted, and he played along, "Alright, I’ve chosen the wrong path, never mind that for now. Just tell , what exactly do you plan to do?"
Deacon Yu shook his head, "You don’t need to worry about what we plan to do. First, listen to , soone talented like you should beco a part of the Destroyers. It’s not too late to turn back now. When the main descent cos, you could still be saved. If you continue in your stubbornness, I’m afraid you’ll miss out on the Divine Kingdom."
Deacon Yu earnestly advised, and Xu Shu furrowed his brows.
This "Impermanence" guy was truly unpredictable.
He was clearly severely injured, and appeared to be scared of dying just a mont ago, but why had he suddenly beco stubbornly neurotic now?
Was Quenching Road Traveler or Destroyer that important to him?
Xu Shu thought for a mont and said, "So, starting now, I am no longer a Quenching Road Traveler. I’ll believe in the Destroyers with you. Can you tell what you actually want to do?"
Deacon Yu shook his head, "You’re talking nonsense. Once you’ve entered the Quenching Road, how can you just leave? Co with to the Teaching Platform Headquarters, I’ll lead you back on the journey of returning stars, and you can choose the correct path."
"You looking for a fight, want to die?" Xu Shu’s fists tightened.
Deacon Yu looked at the bodies of his companions on the ground, then at the hopeful eyes of the White Emperor Army soldiers, and spoke with impassioned eloquence:
"You can choose to kill us, but by doing that, you won’t get to ask anything! If our paths differ, we can’t plan together. You have to join our path and beco one of us, and then..."
"Fine! I’ll join your path right now!"
Xu Shu didn’t let him finish his sentence, he grabbed a White Emperor Army soldier from the ground, and forcefully stuffed his head into Deacon Yu’s backside.
Now, Deacon Yu was in trouble. Although he was a Second Order Master with a robust and firm behind, it wasn’t so big it could accommodate an entire human head; forcefully stuffing one in there could kill him.
The captured Salvation Army mber was a First Rank "criminal;" his head was of normal size and could not beco part of their path unless their path expanded substantially.
In the end, in the confrontation between a bursting behind or a bursting head, this mber of the White Emperor Army lost, an underdog overpowered, his head was squashed flat, and he died.
"You, you despicable wretch, what is this? You think by doing this we will submit to you?" Deacon Yu gasped for air, his neck red with anger.
Xu Shu tossed the body, whose head bore a yellowish-brown apricot color, to one side, casually grabbed another person, and coldly laughed, "Still daring to resist? I see your path must not yet have sufficient mbers!"
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