NOVPUBChapter 143 -142 Interrogation (Part 2)
Chapter 143 -142 Interrogation (Part 2)
“You’re all insane! Mr. Preton is a guest of honor among many noble families, and if this gets out, the Gate of Destiny Company can forget about staying afoot in Magnificent Castle!” Falachi bellowed. “And I have no idea about any plans you’re talking about!”
“There’s no need to deny it hastily, you can first watch, then decide whether to tell us the truth,” Xue Quan said, walking aside with his hands behind his back. “But he only has one head, two hands, and two feet, so don’t drag this on too long, otherwise even if he does survive, the rest of his life will be quite inconvenient.”
“What… do you mean?” Falachi asked.
This time no one answered him.
Anthony grinned viciously, picking up an axe from the corner of the wall. “You all might want to step back, so you don’t get splattered.”
After speaking, he violently chopped toward Preton’s right hand.
“Ah!” Cui Zhen’en screamed in surprise, instinctively covering her eyes.
With a dull thud, an arm was abruptly severed from the body! n𝚘𝚟𝚙u𝚋.co𝚖
Even the dazed Preton felt the severe pain of his amputated limb; he opened his eyes wide, a large stream of blood spewing from his mouth, howling incessantly.
“Shut your mouth!” Anthony stepped on the doctor’s back and struck his mouth forcefully with the handle of the axe, instantly silencing him, along with most of his teeth, back into his stomach!
A bloody crater appeared on Preton’s face.
Falachi shivered, “No, what the hell are you doing!? Damn it, I really don’t know anything!”
“Hold on… isn’t this too…”
Zhang Zhiyuan walked towards Xue Quan, only to be held back by the shoulder, “I’ve already said, you just watch; I’ll take care of things here.”
“Next is the left hand.” Anthony raised the axe again, cleanly severing Preton’s remaining arm.
The man writhed desperately!
“Hey, someone help me hold him down!” the Russian called out.
“I’ll do it.” The fiendish girl crouched down, extending her hands to lock onto his ankles.
“Thanks, now for the third chop!”
With a wet sound, Preton’s left leg was also detached, blood splattering to the extent that it even reached Falachi’s face.
The manager from Lesun Company’s eyes were filled with intense fear.
He had seen many dead people; whether on the Old Continent or the new, seeing homeless corpses on the streets as common as stray cats and dogs was nothing unusual. But Preton was different, he was a citizen of status and standing, even without a title, he had been accepted by the upper class, with a substantial income and no worries about food or clothing, just like himself, one of those who wasn’t supposed to die.
Yet now, like a stray dog, he was at the mercy of others being dismembered.
“He incited the public to besiege Yeni Temple; this is the punishment he deserves,” Xue Quan walked behind Falachi, resting his hands on his shoulders, “So even if he implicates you, it won’t absolve him from the death penalty. What we are curious about now is who blew up the pharmaceutical factory. If it stops with you, then you are also deserving of the death penalty and beyond redemption. But if there’s someone else, your sin is less serious and can be offset by your confession—you see, we are reasonable after all, distinguishing clearly between the sins of words and actions.”
“I…”
Crack!
Anthony swung the axe for the fourth time, detaching Preton’s limbs from his body. At this point, he couldn’t even let out a scream, his body could only tremble reflexively, with nothing but blood bubbling from his mouth and nose.
“The head is last, then it’s your turn,” he licked his lips, looking at Falachi with a cold gaze.
“Do we really have to go this far, Mr. Xue!” Zhang Zhiyuan interrupted once again.
“These people are our enemies! Do you understand what an enemy is?” Xue Quan remained unmoved, “You don’t think that if you fell into their hands, they would let you die easily, do you?”
“But by doing this, we’re no different from them!”
“Quit your useless chatter,” Anthony said disdainfully, “In my view, anything’s better than dying at the hands of the enemy.”
Having said that, he violently swung his axe, cleaving Preton’s head into two halves in front of everyone!
“Ahh————!”
The one who actually screamed was Falachi.
“Considering time’s already up.” Anthony pulled out the blood and tissue fluid-soaked axe, his face fierce as he aimed it at the Lesun Company manager.
When blood dripped onto the latter’s face, his last bit of resistance completely collapsed.
“Wait, wait… It was Aibuvich who made the move! It must have been him!” Falachi yelled out, “I swear I never took part in any actions against you all!”
“Aibuvich… the head of Black Steel?” Xue Quan raised an eyebrow.
“That’s right! He’s a mercenary by trade, he doesn’t hold back, I just wanted to put some pressure on Yeni Temple, who knew he would do something like this, I feel guilty too!”
“Spare us the excuses,” Anthony cut him off, “Just Black Steel? GaoTian Mining wasn’t involved?”
“This… I don’t know… I only contacted Black Steel…”
“Tsk, too bad.”
“So isn’t that verified now?” Xue Quan patted the other man’s cheek, “Since you’ve said it, we’ll keep our promise and spare your life. But to prevent you from sending any signals, you’ll have to stay with us for a couple of days. Don’t worry, we won’t forget your share of food and drink.”
Anthony threw down the axe and covered Falachi’s head with a black hood, then carried him out, chair and all.
“Phew… that surely wasn’t easy.” Fiend wiped the sweat off his forehead, “What about all this blood plasma to clean up?”
“The bodies were created by the host, they should be able to vanish instantly,” Xue Quan tried contacting Chaoyang, “Mr. Host, you can reclaim the bodies now.”
With a whoosh, the scattered limbs and blood plasma suddenly vanished without a trace.
Zhang Zhiyuan blinked in surprise, “Wait… Preton was fake?”
“Mhm… exchanged with points,” Xue Quan nodded, “A whole five hundred points.”
“But he seemed so alive…”
“Not seemed alive, he was alive.” Fiend said nonchalantly, clutching the back of his head, “Aren’t you guys alive too?”
“I see…” Qianyuan Meiko showed a look of sudden realization, “If there’s a soul inside the shell, indeed it could scream and struggle… and the host could also turn down the pain parameters to the lowest.”
“So this person couldn’t have been—”
“Zhou Zhi, right!” Zhang Zhiyuan and Cui Zhen’en spoke in unison.
“Big Brother Zhang, how was my acting? Did I make you feel a chill in your heart?” Zhou Zhi emerged from another room at this moment, boasting proudly, “But indeed, having zero pain sensation really makes it hard to control one’s body, I don’t think I could even manage to roll on the spot.”
“Nonsense! You know why I had to smash your mouth?” Anthony had also returned by now, he sneered at Zhou Zhi’s boasting, “Who the hell screams that loudly when they’re beaten within an inch of their life? I was scared you’d outright yell for help!”
“What the heck! Why wasn’t I informed of this?” Zhang Zhiyuan put on a dissatisfied face, yet he couldn’t help but feel relieved in his heart, “What if I got too emotional and messed up?”
“Because it’s only convincing if you’re kept in the dark. If I may be direct, if we had brought you all into this play, Falachi probably wouldn’t have spilled the beans so smoothly. This guy is an old fox; better not to act than to give a poor performance that reveals flaws,” said Xue Quan.
Xue Quan walked up to Zhang Zhiyuan, clapping him on the shoulder with a smile, “If you had kept silent, that’s when I’d be worried. You did well, keep that conviction. We’re nothing like those people.”
