Before fighting against the outside world, one must first settle down the inside, and Chen Mo did not want to threaten Chu Wushuang's brothers like this.
But time was running out, so he had to come up with some strange tricks. In times of crisis, there would always be people who couldn't bear the pressure and wanted to tell the truth.
How could Chu Wushuang know this? She felt that Chen Mo was a different person. She wanted to dissuade him but was afraid of his anger. Therefore, even if Chu Fanshun called her, she could not hear him.
"What did you ask her to do?" Chen Mo approached step by step: "Can she tell you the answer? Did you collaborate with outsiders to kill your father?"
"No!!!"
Chu Fanshun was forced to the point where veins popped out on his forehead. His eyes were as wide as copper bells. He suddenly stood up and yelled: "No! I didn't do it!! Don't accuse people unjustly!!"
Chen Mo's posture almost drove Chu Fanshun crazy. Looking carefully, there was a trace of tears in his eyes, which was caused by grievance and fright.
When Chen Mo saw this, it became clear that the two brothers should be innocent. They were not fools. With Chu Chengfeng protecting them, how could they destroy the Great Wall?
When he looked away from Chu Fanshun and fell on Liu Fan, the latter was so timid that he knelt down and kowtowed: "I was sold to the Chu Mansion as a servant when I was seven years old. I have been with the master for decades. The relationship between master and servant! Whoever betrays the master can’t do it even for me as a housekeeper!!"
Bang bang bang, he knocked his head loudly, and soon there were blood marks on his forehead.
Some people are like this. The more polite you are to them, they feel that Chen Mo is being polite, so you have to force them hard to realize your mistake.
"Master Immortal...I promise you that there will never be a traitor in the General's Mansion. If the family is really unfortunate, we are willing to be buried with you!!"
The old woman sitting on the main seat was watching this farce with a cane. She was not afraid of death. As a weather-beaten general's wife, no one would be more eager to catch the person behind the scenes than she was.
"aunt......"
Chu Wushuang wanted to say something else, but Chen Mo suddenly stopped her with a gesture: "Okay, with the old lady's words, I don't need to continue the investigation. Please forget about today's matter. If anyone else asks, just ask Think of it as a dream!"
"Wushuang, let's go." Chen Mo shouted and ordered. Everyone thought he was Chu Wushuang's senior brother, but they didn't expect that the latter also obeyed and left in a daze.
After a long time, the people on the seats regained their composure. Chu Fanshun was furious and slammed the table: "Liu Fan! Is this what you mean by being ignorant of the world?!"
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"Junior brother...why did you get angry in the side hall just now?"
The two were walking side by side, and Chen Mo tried to hold her hand. Chu Wushuang dodged a few times, but failed to escape, and was easily held in his palm.
Chen Mo felt the softness conveyed by the palm prints and said: "Things had to be prioritized, so I had no choice but to use a trick, just to deceive whether there were traitors who were cheating on me. It's too difficult to expect them to communicate well with me."
Chu Wushuang nodded: "Oh, what are your next ideas?"
Chen Mo said: "We will go to the cell to interrogate the prisoners tomorrow."
"What?"
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"This is it."
The two entered the palace early in the morning and passed through a stone cave backed by a mountain. The words "Death Prison" were engraved on the flaws of the mountain, which was very eye-catching.
A tall and thin eunuch brought Chen Mo and the two here: "Sir, I can only bring you two here. If you go any further, it will be a taboo... "
"It's okay, you can go." Chen Mo dismissed the little eunuch with a wave of his hand, and he took Chu Wushuang to the death row.
Chu Wushuang's cheeks were covered with a thick veil, and she was also wearing a loose black robe. Chen Mo didn't want her to show up in a place like this, so he put more thought into it.
"Stop! No entry is allowed without the Holy Spirit's will!"
Chen Mo and the two stepped into a certain area. In an instant, the heads of more than forty heavy archers were poked out from the mountain. Chen Mo's spiritual sense was detected. Everyone was holding a three-stone heavy bow, and they were ready to go. appearance.
Shooting down from such a high distance, even a martial arts master with great skills will die here, not to mention being slowly surrounded by countless black armored warriors.
Chen Mo suddenly raised the token and waved it around: "Who else dares to stop me?"
"...Holy Order?!"
The leader of the black warriors obviously recognized this object. He exclaimed and knelt down. A group of guards also knelt down and did not dare to raise their heads. The scene was quite shocking and gave Chen Mo a wonderful feeling of controlling the world of life and death.
Chen Moling led the group of people to stand up and explain their purpose. Immediately, the group entered the death row.
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It was dark, and all the criminals held in the death row were the most heinous criminals. The iron bars here were several times thicker than those in small prisons outside, and the smell of rot and mold could be smelled everywhere.
Accompanied by the guards, Chen Mo saw the prisoners on both sides. Some had dull expressions, and some were laughing and joking. Some even rushed over to ask Chen Mo for silver, but were beaten violently by the gangsters waiting by the side.
"That's what this place is like..."
The leader said to Chen Mo with a smile. He was also looking at the two people holding the holy order. The purpose of their visit was unknown, so it would be better to find out more information.
Chen Mo hummed, but couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. He walked around a corner and saw six inhuman bodies hanging on wooden stakes. From the extremely small window behind them, the light filtered through the turbid dust. Chen Mo also I thought these people were dead.
"Sir, they are the accomplices who assassinated the general."
Chen Mo took a look and found that their mouths were stuffed with rags. He raised his fingers and the thoughtful leader understood what they meant: "Sir, this is to prevent them from biting their tongues and committing suicide, so as not to lose important clues."
"Did you find anything useful?"
"Well...not yet...but don't worry, sir, they will be able to open their mouths in a few days."
Chen Mo shook his head and turned to Chu Wushuang: "Do you want to go in with me?"
"Okay." This was a gentle female voice. The leader was stunned when he heard it, and secretly searched for the identities of the two people in his heart.
"Hey...wait a minute!"
Chen Mo pressed the leader's arm, glanced at him and said, "I'll take responsibility for anything." The emotionless look made the leader tremble all over, and any words he wanted to stop him were completely choked in his throat.
Chen Mo effortlessly bent the iron railing, ignoring the guards who were about to swallow their fists in their mouths. He took off the rag from a prisoner's mouth and stuffed a recovery pill into it.
Following the same pattern, he stuffed a healing pill into all six of them. This was a pill divided into one hundred parts, otherwise their bodies would not be able to bear it.
Seeing everyone waking up one after another in confusion, Chen Mo knew it was time for him to speak, so he said:
"Hello everyone, don't rush to thank me. Next, I am confident that I will become the person you hate most in your life."
"I have a book here. Take a look at the content first. If there are no problems, we will start testing it in a while."
"Show it to them."
Chu Wushuang took the book handed over by Chen Mo, with a line of large characters clearly written on the cover:
——"Detailed Explanation of Six Hundred and Eighty-Two Kinds of Torture"
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