"Quick, over there!" Lei Lin shouted over the wind.
After leaving the park behind, the group chased after the turtle in three motorcycles they borrowed from policemen on duty. At first, the turtle led them onto many public streets and roads until slowly, the roads turned into alleyways. And from alleyways, turning into a forest path.
Coming to a stop, Xie Luochen observed the dense forest. "We need to follow on foot." He said while making eye contact with everyone, especially Old Man Feng.
Noticing his gaze, Feng Ling chuckled, "you worried about me young man?"
"Not really." Xie Luochen said as he avoided his gaze.
"Haha, kids these days sure are shy. Don't worry, I'm more fit than I look." Trying to prove his words, Feng Ling quickly ran forward. Jumping over boulders and tree trunks as if a monkey returning to the mountains.
Half an hour later.
The group arrived outside a small cabin deep in the woods. Crouching within the shadows, Chu Nuan activated a talisman for every member of the group. After confirming their aura is safely hidden, she whispered, "walk quietly, we're going to break in."
"Wait! It's too dangerous, we don't know how many people and what is happening inside." Hong Wen refuted.
"But we can't just stay outside and do nothing." Lei Lin said worriedly.
"Phff!" Hearing their worries, Chu Nuan couldn't help but laugh. Flicking her short hair back handsomely, she said. "What's there to worry about when you have me here. Just enjoy the process."
"Weren't you just as worried before we found the suspect?" Lei Lin muttered with a pout.
"That was when we didn't have many clues. But now that we're out here, and he's in there. Why do I have to worry? Look at Old Feng, his wife could be inside and he's not even complaining." Chu Nuan pointed with her chin.
Receiving the stares of the other members, Feng Ling gave his confirmation, "I trust Her Honor's abilities."
Moments later...
"Bang!"
Chu Nuan kicked open the front door while yelling, "dear customer, your delivery is here!" Before throwing her chains at the blurry figure in front.
"Dong!"
With quick reactions, the figure threw a chair to block the sudden attack. "Who!" An angry voice sounded.
"The deliveryman!" Saying so, Chu Nuan swung the chair that is tied to her chains around like a lasso, before throwing it back at the figure.
Rolling to the side in an attempt to dodge, the figure unknowingly tumbled next to the smiling Lei Lin.
Even before standing up properly, the opponent received a punch to his side, causing him to fly the opposite direction. Appearing in an instant, Chu Nuan gave a strong kick to the flying figure, sending him crashing out of the cabin window. Towards the waiting Hong Wen and Xie Luochen outside.
And so, the battle ended in a matter of minutes. Chu Nuan stood near the broken cabin window as she witnessed Hong Wen and Xie Luochen wrapping the suspect in layers of rope. She lightly brushed the dust away from her soiled clothes as she thought about the fight just now.
So boring, she thought while shaking her head. It ended too quickly.
Compared to the stronger opponents she faced when transmigrating many years ago, these weak trash cannot begin to compete.
Turning away from the window, she started to investigate the cabin with Lei Lin while waiting for the others to come in. A small cabin with barely any furniture except for a table, few chairs, a bookshelf, and a red rug in the middle of the room. One glance is enough to see everything in the cabin. There doesn't seem to be any other rooms either or contraptions either in first glance.
Turning to the sound of an opening door, Chu Nuan gave a big smile to the entering Xie Luochen. "Welcome back!"
Stunned by her bright smile, Xie Luochen stood dazed for a moment before humming a reply. Dragging the restrained man by his shirt collar, he placed him roughly on a chair.
Glaring at this group of shameless, unscrupulous attackers, the suspect huffed in anger. Due to the fact that his whole body is paralyzed by a binding talisman, he is unable to do anything but glare.
"Speak!" Xie Luochen said coldly as he waited for an answer. But even after waiting for a while, the suspect is still silent. Feeling impatient, Feng Ling came forward and grabbed one of the suspect's feet. Harshly pulling off his shoes, Feng Ling explained, "since he isn't talking, we'll just have to force him!"
Pulling out a feather from his pants, Feng Ling started to tickle the bottom of the man's feet. Subjected to stimulus, the man's body started to jerk in response. Moments later, his whole body started to shake, an unnatural shade of red began to spread from his head all the way to his toes. But even with him sweating continuously with a look of immeasurable pain, not a single sound came from his mouth.
"Speak!" Feng Ling barked harshly as his hand movements grew even more gentle and soft, as the feather glided lightly across the man's skin. Feeling another round of torture, the man widen his bloodshot eyes as he glared at the fiend attacking his foot.
"It's not working?" Lei Lin muttered, as he moved towards the other foot. Taking off the other shoe, Lei Lin began to strike with a fern leaf he found outside. Soon after, slight whimpering sounds can be heard coming from the restrained man. Tears began to form at the corner of his red eyes. Unable to withstand the onslaught, the man fainted with relief.
Stopping for a brief rest, Feng Ling wiped his forehead with his sleeves. "This guy sure can endure, it's almost been an hour, but not even a word of mercy. I don't think this method can work. How about we try another?"
"Let's just use brute strength." Chu Nuan suggested.
Very quickly, a bucket of cold water poured over the unconscious man. Opening his dazed eyes, he quickly grew alert when he saw the demonic faces of the group in front of him. His eyes darted from corner to corners of the cabin as he saw Chu Nuan walking near him.
"I ask you," she said. "Will you talk or not."
Seeing the man trying to struggle, Chu Nuan gave a quick slap at the man's face, "speak!"
Slap! "Speak!"
Slap! "Talk!"
Slap!....
Each slap is followed by the same question. But even as the suspect's cheeks started to swell round and purple, not a word or sound came out. Soon, her hand started to ache in pain. Panting tiredly, Chu Nuan stares at the prisoner with upset eyes.
Hm?
Suddenly, her eyes captured the corner of a yellow piece of paper stuck to the man's back. What is this? Reaching out for the piece of paper, Chu Nuan gave a light tug.
Ha? Isn't this a binding talisman?
The moment the talisman came off, the man took large breaths with wide bloody looking eyes. Glaring venomously at Chu Nuan's group, the man shouted in a hoarse voice, "Let's first not talk about me being restricted by you like this! Speak, speak, speak, speak! The moment I'm sitting here, that's all you keep asking me. What am I supposed to speak about anyways! How would I know if you don't ask!"
"..." The room became silent except for the huffing of the restrained man.
"Hey." Chu Nuan whispered. "Did you ask?" She said while looking at Feng Ling
Sweat rolled down his forehead as he answered, "I, I was too emotional, forgot to ask."
"What are we supposed to ask?" Lei Lin questioned as he looked at Hong Wen.
"Where he hid the other captives and Feng Lin's wife, I suppose."
"Right, right." Xie Luochen nodded in agreement. "Should we try this again?" He said while looking at the prisoner's legs.
Feeling a cold breeze on his back, the man started to struggle against the ropes once again. "Don't come any closer, don't you dare!" His eyes start to water again as a group of devils in human skin closely surrounds him again…..