Chapter 20: Years of Hard Training, Fear of Interrogation

Chapter 20: Years of Hard Training, Fear of Interrogation

Chapter 20: Years of Hard Training, Fear of Interrogation

"Quick! There's a problem with cold storage number three!"

"Block the street! That guy ran to Wanlijin's territory next door!"

"The bartender is dead! Report quickly! The bartender and the guys guarding the door are all dead! The cold storage is fine!"

Outside the pub, groups of men and women in green sportswear were running back and forth and shouting.

More than a dozen drones equipped with automatic machine guns were patrolling above the building, and the noise of their engines stung Wang Jixuan's eardrums.

He was not far from the pub at this moment.

The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Wang Jixuan first pretended to escape, then turned back and found a normal-looking family near the tavern. He hid in the closet in a corner room of a two-story building and turned on his spiritual sense to the maximum.

The noisy shouts in the street gradually faded away;

The area around the pub gradually became quiet.

Wang Jixuan quickly formed seals with his hands, and his fingertips had a faint golden light, leaving intricate traces in the dim space.

A crumpled ball of talisman paper slowly opened up in front of him. In the middle of the talisman paper, the three-inch-tall translucent figure was staring at it all in amazement.

Fresh living souls often only need to be simply cooked... This is a bit too demonic.

This soul is flickering constantly because it is too shocked and nervous.

Wang Jixuan said in his heart: "I will ask a question and you answer it."

The spirit of Guwen Town is still flickering.

Really frightened.

Wang Jixuan was not in a hurry either.

This kind of soul was controlled by the talisman and could not lie in front of him. Later, he only needed to get this guy to speak, and he would be able to easily complete the interrogation, which was what he was worst at.

He closed his eyes and waited patiently for a while, quietly feeling the changes in the atmosphere of the surrounding environment.

This two-story building is home to five men and women, two elderly people, two children and a young woman. They should be a family, and they are in a tense mood because of the chaos on the street.

A family of five or six people share a small building, which is an extremely good environment in the entire fortress.

Wang Jixuan speculated that someone in this family must be the leader of the Black Fire Gang, or a gang member who had made contributions; they formed a sharp contrast with the humans in the Resurrection City who lived in small pigeon-cage-like spaces and had barcodes on their necks.

Wang Jixuan frowned slightly as he had not received a response from the soul in front of him for a long time. He gently shook his sword finger, and a cluster of small flames bloomed from his fingertips and burned on the soul-capturing talisman.

The talisman paper was not damaged at all, but the translucent soul was filled with flames.

"what--"

Just half a minute later.

Gu Wenting's spirit knelt in the middle of the soul-catching charm, muttering with lifeless eyes:

"Let me go, let me go, please, just let me die..."

"Where is your gang leader?" Wang Jixuan asked.

"Boss? Boss?" Gu Wenting shouted in a trembling voice, "I, I don't know."

"I don't know?" A little flame burst out from Wang Jixuan's fingertips.

"I really do not know!"

Gu Wenting shouted in horror:

"Only the top six members of our Black Fire Gang and Big Mouth Hua know where the boss is! Because Big Mouth Hua is the boss's younger brother! I'm just a small character guarding the warehouse!"

"That's it."

Wang Jixuan thought for a moment:

"Then tell me what you know about who the core members of your gang are, what gang affairs they are responsible for, and where they often appear."

The spirit of Gu Wen Town nodded hurriedly: "Okay! I'll tell you! I'll tell you everything!"

Wang Jixuan calmly took out a prescription pad and a ballpoint pen from his jacket pocket and quickly wrote down the information he heard.

——Before entering the state of concentration, the cultivator’s memory will not be significantly improved.

As he listened, Wang Jixuan felt that something was wrong.

After Gu Wenting finished speaking, Wang Jixuan wondered, "What kind of business is your Black Fire Gang doing? Why is the relationship with Shangcheng so close?"

"Don't you know? The organ trade is our main business, as well as blood products."

Gu Wenting smiled bitterly:
"The reason for our existence as a downtown gang is to serve the upper city and the fortress..."

Wang Jixuan didn't care too much about this complicated issue, as it had little to do with him.

He turned to ask, "What's in the cold storage under the tavern? Are there any treasures related to the Blade Beast?"

"I am only responsible for guarding the gate and keeping watch. I only know that there is a large amount of biological materials provided to the Thirteenth Institute... and some controlled doctors..."

Wang Jixuan still refused to give up: "How does your leader usually contact you?"

"I really can't get in touch with him..."

Gu Wencheng spoke tremblingly, and his soul began to sob, holding his head.

Wang Jixuan frowned and thought.

He now just wants to find the boss of the Black Fire Gang to settle the cause and effect, and then practice in peace, but the progress is not smooth.

According to Gu Wencheng, the boss of the Black Fire Gang would only convene the highest-ranking guys for meetings on a regular basis, and most of the time they would hold video conferences.

Even if Wang Jixuan captures the third and fourth figures of the Black Fire Gang later, there is no guarantee that the boss will not hide in the upper city.

Sure enough, it is a cunning rabbit with three caves.

"Come on, don't waste the last bit of your soul power. This talisman can only keep you alive for three more days. After three days, your soul will be reduced to ashes."

Wang Jixuan settled for the next best thing:

"Tell me about the locations and quantities of your experts, snipers, and various high-powered weapons.

"Don't force me to torture you anymore. After all, I'm not a demon. If you do this, I'm actually feeling a bit pressured."

The spirit of Guwen Town opened his mouth.

Is this human talk?
Torture him, or is he wrong?
He only has three days to live?
There was a hint of despair in Hun'er's eyes.

Flames burst out from Wang Jixuan's fingertips again, but in his heart he was already thinking about how to trick this little leader of the Black Fire Gang. The right thing to do is to use both kindness and force.

"Stop burning it! I told you! Isn't it okay even after I told you!"

The ghost of Guwen Town laughed miserably.

He received rigorous anti-interrogation training.

But having one's soul pulled out and burned... that's not part of their training curriculum! ...

The scale of the entire Resurrection City is like a small town of 10,000 people.

The riots caused by the pub attack soon spread to the territory of the neighboring gang, Wanlijin. The two gangs, which had been in constant conflict, began to engage in sporadic exchanges of fire.

This is how gangs deal with problems. If you don't agree, they'll fight first and talk about it later. The thing downtown gangs fear least is losing members.

With the cover of dark areas, Wang Jixuan easily slipped out of the City of Resurrection.

He circled half a circle along the border of the Black Fire Gang's territory, found the gap in the opponent's defense line, and sneaked into the Resurrection City again under the noses of several 'green sweatshirts' guarding the street.

Wang Jixuan's plan was simple.

Since the little boss of Gu Wen Town cannot find the whereabouts of the Black Fire Gang's boss;
Then he would use this small leader to find the high-ranking personnel in the Black Fire Gang who were ranked in the single digits... In this way, he would be able to kill the boss of the Black Fire Gang.

The target that Wang Jixuan has locked onto at this moment is the third in command of the Black Fire Gang, the old gang leader nicknamed 'Giant Bone Fish', Wen Heisen.

Wen Heisen, the 'giant bone fish' mentioned by Gu Wencheng, is a short, plain-looking old man who lives in the five-story spire in the southeast of the City of Resurrection all year round.

The spire serves as the Black Flame Gang's dispatch center.

The tip of the spire touched the ceiling of the 49th floor of the fortress. Below the tip was a huge sphere, which contained a biological radar.

When this radar is turned on, it can scan all living things in a certain area and lock and track up to three hundred individual organisms.

Gu Wencheng speculated that now that the Black Fire Gang had just gotten into trouble, 'Giant Bone Fish' Wen Heisen would most likely be in charge of the command room on the third floor of the dispatch center.

"Wen Heshen has always been very responsible in his work. He is ruthless and principled in his work. Everyone respects him. He is one of the key figures of our Black Fire Gang. He must know where the boss is."

Gu Wencheng's voice rang in Wang Jixuan's heart.

The old soul was sealed in a soul-capturing talisman by Wang Jixuan, and could be packed up and taken away in a shallow pocket.

Gu Wending said in a trembling voice: "You promised to let me occupy his body. God will not deceive his weak believers, right?"

"I always keep my word."

Wang Jixuan curled his lips slightly.

He would let the Guwen Town spirit find a body, fulfill his promise, and then simply kill the new body.

Is this lying? This is called deception.

After intuitively feeling the power of the sniper rifle with his Qi training body, Wang Jixuan no longer dared to be careless.

Even though the spirit of Gu Wencheng could not lie and gave a complete account of the spire's defensive loopholes, Wang Jixuan still observed the spire for nearly two hours before officially starting the action.

The defenses of this spire are not very strict.

These gangs are just makeshift groups.

According to Wang Jixuan's spiritual perception, there were fifty or sixty gangster thugs inside the spire.

There are four groups of thugs standing guard on the rooftops of the three- or four-story buildings around the spire, and there are some searchlights that are not fully turned on everywhere.

Suddenly, gunshots and explosions were heard in the distance.

"They're fighting! The Wanlijin Gang is fighting!"

Gu Wencheng's voice echoed in Wang Jixuan's heart, and he was actually a little excited:

"We may send some support here. What a good opportunity!"

Wang Jixuan nodded and continued to wait patiently.

Two groups of thugs were taken away from the rooftop at the same time and left in cars covered with thick leather, which gave him a perfect opportunity to sneak in.

Wang Jixuan took advantage of the dark area between these low buildings, and rose and fell like a hawk, successfully approaching the north side of the spire and lying down against the low wall of the roof of a small building.

The huge beam of light from the spire searchlight passed over Wang Jixuan's head.

He held his breath, counted to three silently, turned over, and rushed forward. The magic talisman shone brightly, and his feet were filled with energy. His body jumped out diagonally like a cheetah and landed precisely under the ventilation duct on the second floor of the spire. He used the toe of his left foot to gain leverage, and used both hands to push hard at the duct opening, and easily got into the ventilation duct.

"Right here! This ventilation duct leads to the utility room on the second floor, which is very close to the only elevator! I helped design this place! I know all the paths!"

Gu Wencheng said quickly:

“With any luck, we might be able to find some clothes, and I have the passcode for this side!

"Can I really replace Wen Heshen?"

There was a hint of trepidation in the old soul's voice.

This was the only light he could grasp in his despair.

"Ah."

Wang Jixuan simply responded, and his body moved silently forward in the ventilation duct made of cement pipes like a gecko.

Gu Wencheng exclaimed: "You are indeed a god. Only gods can play with human souls at will! Then why can't you just find our boss and kill him? Isn't God omniscient and omnipotent?"

Wang Jixuan did not respond.

The path was very unobstructed, and Wang Jixuan was lucky as he found two dirty green sweatshirts thrown in the utility room.

Wang Jixuan spent a long time calming his mind before he finally put the thing on.

The smell made Wang Jixuan feel really uncomfortable.

The only way up and down the spire is through an elevator. In order to prevent a surprise attack on the headquarters, no stairs are set up. An emergency passage is reserved inside the elevator shaft, and monitoring and scanning equipment are installed in the elevator.

Everyone who enters the elevator, if not in the monitoring system's [white list], needs to enter a constantly changing passcode based on a [fixed database], otherwise an alarm will be triggered.

Wang Jixuan, carrying a mop and a bucket, walked calmly in the circular corridor on the second floor. He nodded naturally to several Black Fire Gang thugs who were playing cards in the corner, and stood in front of the elevator door.

The elevator was rising from the first floor, and Wang Jixuan casually pressed the up button.

——He had already fully learned this common sense from Mu Liang’s memory.

Wang Jixuan knew that his sneak attack on the enemy's base camp had reached the most dangerous moment.

In the worst case scenario, the 'bartender' wanted to die with him, and became silent after entering the elevator and did not give him the passcode, and he would be besieged by more than 80 gangsters inside and outside.

"Anyway, be prepared for a tough fight. There shouldn't be any snipers inside the spire."

Boom, boom!

His heartbeat slowed down strangely, and his originally calm spiritual sense suddenly started beating wildly!
Ding!
The elevator door slowly opened, and an old man with a tired face, only about 1.6 meters tall, with short silver hair, and two burly men in green sportswear carrying rifles appeared in front of Wang Jixuan.

Wang Jixuan's gaze happened to meet the other person's.

He felt the mottled aura lingering in the body of this strong old man.

Monk?

Psychic?
The old man's tired eyes suddenly sparkled!

He stared at Wang Jixuan, as if trying to recognize this face. The breath in his body began to swell, and the gray suit on his body instantly tightened!

The old man was about to shout and punch, but Wang Jixuan took the initiative and kicked him in!
(End of this chapter)