Pregnant During An Apocalypse [BL] Chapter 306 - 307 - The Interrogation

The first thing he noticed when consciousness returned was the damp musty sll of wood and dust. Slowly, his eyes adjusted to the dim light. His head throbbed, and when he tried to move, he realized he couldn’t. He blinked up, and his vision cleared—

The cracked, warped wooden beams of an aged ceiling stared back at him.

But what truly froze his blood was the pair of boots planted right by his face, blocking most of his view.

His breath hitched. Trembling, he tilted his head slightly—and locked eyes with them. Those glowing blue-green eyes. Not human. They shimred faintly, like cold fire, unblinking, drilling into him.

A violent shudder ran down his entire body. He couldn’t stop it. He didn’t even realize his lips were muttering "monster, monster..." until his teeth bit down on his tongue.

Yunfeng crouched slowly, his presence suffocating. Without a word, he grabbed the man by his collar and dragged him upright as if he weighed nothing. The spy landed in a seated position with a thud.

He struggled imdiately, but—

"Don’t waste energy," a calm, almost amused voice cut in.

The spy twisted his head. A man with slightly crooked glasses adjusted them smugly, smirking. "I tied you up myself. That’s a Grade A burrito wrap. Not even your grandma’s kitchen twine could beat it." Qui Yue looked proud as if he’d just won a science fair.

The spy looked down and saw his body mummified in layers of rope and cloth. Not even his fingers could twitch. He thrashed once more, panic rising in his chest, but it was pointless.

Yunfeng stepped into his line of sight again, blotting out the world. His presence alone was like a blade pressed against his throat.

"Tell ..." Yunfeng’s voice was low, controlled, but there was sothing dangerous simring beneath it. "What was your mission?"

The man gritted his teeth, trying to glare back, trying to act like he wasn’t shaking in terror. "If you don’t let go, you’ll face consequences. You don’t know who you’re dealing with."

Yunfeng tilted his head as if curious. Then, with the gentlest motion, he extended one leg and tapped his boot against the spy’s foot.

Crack!

The bone gave instantly.

The spy scread, his body jerking violently in its bindings, eyes wide with disbelief. That hadn’t been a stomp. That was barely a kick.

Yunfeng crouched again, his hand gripping the man’s hair, forcing his face up so their eyes t directly. The glow in his gaze seed brighter now, hungry, like an abyss. "If you don’t talk... I’ll break every bone in your body. And once you’re on the edge of death, I’ll heal you and start all over again. Trust —I have all the ti in the world."

The spy whimpered, his lips trembling, then bit down until blood seeped between his teeth. "F-fuck... I was only told to deliver the package! That’s it! I don’t know anything else, I swear!"

Yunfeng narrowed his eyes, searching his face for any hint of a lie. The fear in his voice sounded real. Too real. And yet... it wasn’t enough. These people had tried to poison them, kidnap him, toy with their lives. That wasn’t sothing he could forgive with a single frightened explanation.

Still, after a long silence, he murmured, "I believe you."

Relief crashed into the spy like a wave. He shook violently, tears almost forming. "Then untie . Please. I have a family—two children. They’re waiting for . Please, I’m begging you!"

Yunfeng’s lips curved. A smile—one that lit his face and twisted the air around him. Dangerous. Gorgeous. Too perfect. For a heartbeat, the spy forgot to breathe. He almost believed this man was rciful.

"You’ll let go?" he asked, voice cracking with desperate hope.

"Of course," Yunfeng said, his voice soft as silk.

The spy’s chest loosened. His heart hamred with gratitude and disbelief. For a split second, he saw salvation. "Then... then untie , hurry—"

But Yunfeng only sat down cross-legged in front of him, leaning his chin into his palm. "Nah. That would be too easy."

The spy’s breath caught. "W-what? What’s wrong with you, you lunatic?"

Yunfeng’s grin widened, shadows curling across his sharp features.

Panic surged in the spy. He thrashed, ropes digging into his skin, the pain in his leg screaming at him. "Please! I don’t an any harm. I’ll never co back. Just let go, I’ll give you anything you want—money, intel, weapons, anything! Please!" His voice broke into hoarse shouts, desperate, unashad.

Yunfeng casually dug at his ear with a pinky, utterly unbothered, then sighed as if bored.

The spy swallowed hard, sweat beading on his forehead. "Anything... just tell what you want."

Yunfeng tilted his head. "Funny. I thought agents like you were trained not to squeal so easily. I only broke one bone."

The man barked a shaky laugh, pained. "Easy for you to say! That wasn’t normal—you barely touched and it shattered. If you really ant it, I’d already be dead. I’m not risking my life for pride. If begging keeps alive, I’ll beg."

For the first ti, Yunfeng chuckled low in his throat. "Tenacious. I like that." His knuckles cracked one by one as he leaned closer. "So... you promised anything, right?"

The spy’s lips trembled. "...Yeah?"

"I want everything about your agency. Who. Where. Why. Every detail you know. Because if you don’t tell ..." His voice dropped into sothing cold, unshakable. "I’ll just have to torture it out of you. Might take longer. But it’ll be fun for ."

The man went pale as death. He gulped hard, nodding furiously. "I-I’ll tell you. Everything. Just... don’t hurt anymore."

"Good." Yunfeng leaned back, his expression calm again.

And slowly, the spy began to talk.

The truth chilled the room.

The organization wasn’t so underground cult or criminal syndicate. It was governnt-run. Headed by the military itself. The experints, the forced missions, the testing on infected—all sanctioned, all funded at the highest level.

For a nation’s own military to sacrifice its people in such grotesque experints... it showed one thing.

The situation was far more dire than anyone in this house had realized.