Chapter 437: I Will Only Let You Live in Agony

Chapter 437: I Will Only Let You Live in Agony

The waiter shook his head vigorously. "I am only responsible for running the tavern here and have never seen any steward."

To prove he was not lying, the waiter added, "Even the two chefs were hired by my brothers. If you don't believe me, you can ask them."

Mo Jiuye did not go to question the two chefs but pointed towards the direction of the woodshed and asked, "That old man and child, were they captured by you?"

The waiter shook his head again and then looked at the two dead soldiers whose poison sacs had been removed by the Mo brothers.

"It was them... It was them who placed the people there.

At first, there were only two of them. They brought the people here and left. It wasn't until today that they reappeared with many more people."

Seeing this, the other few henchmen, fearing they might also suffer physical pain, quickly spoke up to help verify the waiter's words.

"Sir, everything he said is true..."

Mo Jiuye ignored those people and walked over to the two dead soldiers.

It must be said that these dead soldiers were rigorously trained and had long since ceased to fear death.

Seeing Mo Jiuye approach, the two men showed no signs of fear on their faces, maintaining eye contact with him the entire time.

Mo Jiuye knew well that it would not be easy to extract useful information from these two. He wished he had brought some of his wife's itching powder when he left home. That stuff was perfect for interrogations, capable of prying open even the tightest lips.

However, he did not have any itching powder on him now, so he could only try the old methods.

Seeing his ninth brother standing in front of the two dead soldiers without making a move, Mo Chuhan took out a dagger from his waist and walked over.

"Ninth brother, let me handle it."

As he spoke, Mo Chuhan's dagger had already cut off one of the dead soldier's ears.

The dead soldier hadn't even realized what was happening before feeling a chill at his ear, followed quickly by an excruciating pain.

Looking down at the ground, he saw his ear lying there.

"Kill me, I will say nothing."

Before he could finish speaking, Mo Chuhan's dagger moved again, cutting off his other ear, and then placing the tip of the blade against his nose.

"I haven't gotten the information I want yet, and I won't let you die. I will only let you live in agony."

Mo Chuhan understood the mindset of these dead soldiers. Although they feared neither life nor death, they did not want to suffer. Therefore, each of them carried a poison sac in their mouths. In such situations, to protect their master's secrets and avoid suffering, they would choose to bite through the sac and commit suicide.

Unfortunately for them, they had encountered the Mo brothers today, and they didn't even get the chance to bite through their poison sacs.

Regardless of the situation, the other dead soldier was also terrified, fearing that he would be next to lose his ears.

However, their loyalty to their master remained unwavering. Even in the face of severe torture, they would not reveal any information.

The dead soldier whose nose was pressed by the blade had already resigned himself to death. To avoid further suffering, he suddenly tilted his head back and lunged forward.

His throat aligned perfectly with the blade.

Mo Chuhan realized it was too late to dodge, and the dagger pierced the dead soldier's throat, killing him instantly.

With one of the two potential sources of information now dead, neither of the brothers dared to be careless with the remaining one. Otherwise, their lead might be lost.

To ensure everything went smoothly, Mo Jiuye decided to take no chances.

Especially when dealing with these fearless dead soldiers, extracting information was no simple task.

"Eight Brother, I saw a dilapidated house nearby. Take him there and wait for me. I'll finish handling things here and meet you there."

Mo Chuhan had also noticed the dilapidated house. The yard looked dark from the outside, likely due to a fire, making it temporarily uninhabitable.

"Alright, I'll take him there."

Having accidentally let one dead soldier die so easily just now, Mo Chuhan was now extremely cautious.

He no longer planned to interrogate the man; he just wanted to keep him alive, hoping to extract useful information later.

"Rest assured, Ninth brother, I promise he won't die this time."

He had been careless earlier, allowing one of the live sources to die so easily.

With that, Mo Chuhan lifted the dead soldier and leaped high into the air.

It was broad daylight, and carrying a live person through the streets was not an option. He had to find a less crowded area and use the rooftops.

Watching Eight Brother's figure disappear, Mo Jiuye returned to the group of people.

Logically, having found Wang Lin's family in the woodshed, there was no doubt that Boss Jin's death was related to these people.

If this matter did not involve the Mo family, Mo Jiuye would have handed these people over to the authorities without hesitation.

However, he considered that anyone capable of targeting the Mo family would not be an ordinary adversary. The new Prefect of Zhoufu had taken office after they arrived in Yun City, and Mo Jiuye did not know his character or allegiances.

Therefore, handing these people over to the Prefect's office was not a viable option. Moreover, when he and Eight Brother visited the second Jin Fresh Building, they discovered many suspicious details. At the first Jin Fresh Building, they had only made a cursory inspection, and it was unknown whether the situation there was the same.

The best course of action would be for Meng Huaining to take these people away and personally investigate the case.

Moreover, it would be reasonable for Meng Huaining to handle the case, as he had already received the official document from the Prefect, assigning him to deal with it. Even if the city officials came to the state capital to arrest people, the Prefect would have no grounds to object.

Unfortunately, both he and Eight Brother had pressing matters to attend to, leaving Mo Jiuye in a difficult position.

They had finally uncovered some clues and apprehended these people; there was no reason to give up halfway.

Thinking of this, Mo Jiuye began to wander around the courtyard.

On the surface, it seemed he was merely strolling, but in reality, he was looking for a place to temporarily hide these people.

As long as he had a few hours, he could investigate the secrets of another Jin Fresh Building and then return to Yun City as quickly as possible to inform Meng Huaining to come and take them away.

The elderly woman and her granddaughter in the shed had become more spirited after drinking the water given by Mo Chuhan.

The old woman managed to stand up with great effort, supported by her young granddaughter as they left the shed.

Hearing the noise, Mo Jiuye turned his head and saw that although the old lady was weak, she was not completely incapacitated. An idea immediately formed in his mind.

"Madam, do you remember how you were captured and brought here?"

Earlier, when the Mo brothers interrogated these people, they had no intention of hiding anything from the old woman. After all, she was also a victim and would certainly hate these people.