Pumice Town, police station, airtight interrogation room.

"Smack!"

The rough and powerful palm was slammed into the woman's delicate face, a crisp sound that no instrument could play.

"Be lenient in your confession! Be strict in resisting! Li Xinmei! Have you figured it out?!"

The owner of the hand was a middle-aged man in a green military uniform, his stomach was slightly bulging outward, and although the horizontal flesh on his face had not yet reached a scale, it was set off by his angry face at the moment, and it looked extremely vicious for a moment.

"I ...... I...... I don't know anything......"

The woman's face was covered with tears and palm prints, and she sobbed and cried, the blood in her mouth running down the corners of her mouth and dripping onto the clothes on her chest.

"Smack!"

Another slap in the face, this time the middle-aged man put more force on his hand and directly beat the woman to the ground.

She hung her head, and if she hadn't been hanging from the torture rack, she would have fallen to the ground at this moment.

Her eyes were closed, and a trace of blood and saliva mixed with her mouth flowed from her mouth, like a tassel in the light of the room light, and there was an indescribable beauty mixed with misery.

However, the middle-aged man in front of her was obviously not a person who was good at appreciating beautiful things, and when he saw the woman unconscious, he directly punched the other party in the abdomen.

"Wow!"

The woman spat out a mouthful of blood, and she looked up with a languid expression.

"Say, where is the man in the picture now?"

The middle-aged man placed a photo in front of her, the photo was blurry, but it was vaguely obvious that it was a tall and thin man.

"I ...... All I know is that his name is 'Mo Xie', that he used to be an orphan in an orphanage, and I really don't know anything else......"

The pain in her abdomen and cheeks reminded Li Xinmei, and when she saw the middle-aged man's palm raised again, her eyes flashed with fear and evasion.

"Ahh

Before the palm of her hand fell on her face, she cried out, and then, I don't know what force drove her to say the rest of the words:

"He left here yesterday! He said he was going north to do something! I ...... That's all I know! Please, stop torturing me......"

The words of forgiveness were mixed with coherent lies that came out of her head somehow, and Li Xinmei trembled all over her after saying all this.

She didn't dare to look at the middle-aged man, so she simply closed her eyes.

"Hehe, wouldn't it be over if you said it earlier? ”

The middle-aged man smiled, and then strode out of the room.

"Lock her up! I'll go to the old immortal to check the information, if it doesn't match, hehe, this woman will be at your disposal!"

Although the middle-aged man still left the torture room, his voice remained like a ringing sound.

"Big brother, go and come back quickly!"

A few doglegs who had been guarding the door shouted loudly, and as the middle-aged man left, they rushed into the room.

"Tsk, the eldest brother is really ruthless, this face is almost unsightly. ”

Dogleg No. 1 looked at Li Xinmei's face, and his words were full of regret.

"Hehe, then when we run a few errands, you kid will go up to the side and watch the wind!"

Dogleg No. 2 Road.

"Pull it down! Cover it with a cloth, isn't it all the same!"

……

Being pointed at by the dogs, Li Xinmei felt great shame, but she had already experienced most of the night of interrogation before, from literary to martial, from making notes to being forced to confess, her mental and physical strength had come to an end, and even more injuries and buzzing heads, after the confessor left, she could no longer support it, and fainted with a tilt of her head.

"Who...... Can anyone come and save me......"

That was the last thought in her head before she fell unconscious.

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"The domestic situation is very good, according to incomplete statistics, China's GDP growth rate this year is 8%, the same as the previous year......

"A few days ago, there were three more terrorist attacks in the Israeli capital, which, according to one organization, are just the beginning......"

"Comrade XXX, President of the People's Republic of China, Chairman of the Central Military Commission, is visiting the Philippines a few days ago......"

In southern Yunnan, the sky is already bright.

After a little hard work in the middle of the night, Mo Ye successfully drove the car into the mountain, and at this moment he was using the mobile phone he came to steal last night to swipe the news.

It's just that he was disappointed that today's news is no different from usual, the motherland is still beautiful, and the foreign world is still in dire straits.

"Made, there is no clue at all! Such a big movement, no matter what, there should be some coverage, right?"

Mo Xie refers to the city that was destroyed in the battle against the cultivators, the village that was forcibly occupied by the Jianghu people, and the 'Demon Slaying Conference' in those people's mouths.

He didn't give up, he used his mobile phone to visit a few more forums, but there was still no gain, the forum was full of posts that caught the wind and caught shadows, like what 'corpse expulsion', 'iron mouth straight break', gorgeously dominated the headlines.

He knew that the events surrounding him these days were probably suppressed by the authorities.

It's a no-brainer for them.

"Didi!"

Just as Mo Xie was browsing the web, the mobile phone in his hand suddenly sounded softly, so frightened that Mo Xie almost threw it out.

“WTF？！”

Mo Xie found that the phone had received a text message, and he clicked on it casually.

He guessed that it might have been sent by the owner, or someone sent it to the owner of the phone, and the only difference between the two was that if it was the former, he would have to smash the phone and throw it away, and if it was the latter, then he could still watch the news for a while.

However, when he clicked on the text message, he realized that he had thought it wrong.

"A man from Huai'an is wanted, about 24 years old and over 180 tall. This person is extremely dangerous! If anyone can provide his traces, a reward of 10,000 yuan will be awarded!"

It was a wanted warrant, and the text description was followed by a photograph.

"Things seem to be a little worse than I thought......"

The person in the photograph is none other than Mo Xie, and it is also a recent photograph of Mo Ye, in which he is standing on the corner of Pushi Town—this can be seen from the sign of a shop in the background.

"The enemy has found the town of Pumice Stone...... Orphanage...... Aunt Wang......"

Mo Ye looked at the text message, his lips began to turn white, and he only heard a 'click', and the mobile phone in his hand was crushed by his uncontrollable fingers.