As several pigeons took to the sky, an invisible storm began to sweep through Bianliang city once more.
Han Mo himself never expected that what started as a simple act of revenge would eventually escalate into a complete reshuffling of power.
"I'll have someone fetch General Zhong right away!"
"Mm, I'll go interrogate the captured dead soldiers!"
Despite receiving news from Jiang Yan and the others, it would still be somewhat difficult to solidify the case without their confessions.
"Mm, be careful!"
After a final reminder to Han Mo, Zhe Yourong turned to attend to her own matters.
With time pressing, after Zhe Yourong left, Han Mo, with a few attendants, headed straight for the prison again.
"Sir!"
Seeing Han Mo return safely, Lü Ying breathed a sigh of relief.
"Has anything happened here?"
Han Mo asked with a smile.
"Rest assured, sir, everything is as usual! I've been guarding here personally, and there have been no other issues!"
Upon hearing Han Mo's question, Lü Ying quickly replied.
"Thank you for your hard work. By the way, bring out those fellows who were just brought in! Also, find someone to guard the outside, no one is allowed to disturb us!"
Although he already knew their identities, to make it evidence, they still needed to speak for themselves.
Even though these people wouldn't know much, Han Mo could only try his best at this point.
"Yes!"
Hearing Han Mo, Lü Ying wasted no time, responded, and directly turned to head outside.
Before long, Lü Ying personally led several burly constables, carefully escorting six dead soldiers inside.
"What is your origin? And your name?"
Han Mo asked casually, without even lifting his eyelids.
"Dog official, we are all honest citizens of Bianliang city. You arrest the innocent and accuse them of crimes, aren't you afraid of divine retribution!"
As soon as Han Mo finished speaking, a man with a wolf head tattooed on his chest immediately shouted abuse.
"Hahahaha, your acting skills are so good, it's a shame you're not performing in a theater!"
Han Mo was amused by this fellow.
To be in such a situation and still try to mouth off at him was truly interesting.
Seeing his indignant expression, Han Mo couldn't help but sigh; if they hadn't caught him red-handed, Han Mo might have actually been fooled.
"What did you say? Grandfather can't understand. If you have the guts, kill me. Otherwise, even if I go to beat the Dengwen drum, I won't let you off!"
Seeing Han Mo's cold smile, the man became even more animated.
"Alright, you say you are an honest citizen of Bianliang city. Then I'll ask you, what is your name, where do you live? Who can vouch for you? How many people are in your family, and what do you do for a living? Also, these thick calluses on your hands, don't you dare tell me they are from using a hoe!"
As Han Mo spoke, his expression turned even uglier.
A single sentence instantly rendered the man speechless.
They did indeed have hidden identities beforehand, and even guarantors were in place.
But all of this was based on the assumption that they wouldn't be caught in the act.
However, things were different now; they had been caught red-handed.
In this situation, would exposing those people not be like handing them over on a platter?
"Not talking anymore? If I'm not mistaken, the guarantors you arranged beforehand should also have some connection to you, right? You're afraid of implicating more people now, aren't you?"
Han Mo's face was filled with mockery as he said this.
"If you have the guts, kill me. Grandfather won't say anything!"
"I really didn't expect that I'd encounter a truly upright man today?"
Han Mo's mockery grew even stronger as he spoke.
"Hehehehe, Sir, I think it's best to leave them to me. I want to see how tough their mouths are!"
Lü Ying said, flexing his hands with a sinister grin.
"No need for such trouble. Go find me a few bamboo tubes about two feet long, hollow out the segments, and catch a few rats. I happen to have heard of a torture method in books, and today I can finally test it out!"
Hearing Han Mo, the six dead soldiers involuntarily shivered.
From the day they began their training, they had been preparing for this day. Ordinary punishments would essentially be meaningless to them.
However, their prolonged training had also taught them one lesson.
The simpler a torture sounded, the more irreversible the damage to the body would be.
This torture, which they had never heard of, made them all tremble just thinking about it.
These men were all elite dead soldiers from the Liao Dynasty, and the information they possessed could be crucial to the lives of tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of people.
At this moment, Han Mo could no longer consider benevolence or morality. Even if this torture was infamous in later generations, today, he had to grit his teeth and go through with it.
"Yes!"
Although Lü Ying didn't know exactly what Han Mo intended to do, the items Han Mo requested were not difficult to find.
In less than fifteen minutes, more than a dozen bamboo tubes of various sizes were placed before Han Mo.
In a cage on the other side, dozens of grey mice were squeaking.
"Sir, do these things meet your requirements?"
Lü Ying asked with a sinister chuckle.
"I'll give you one last chance. Tell me everything you know, otherwise, you might not walk out of this prison today!"
As Han Mo spoke, he casually picked up a bamboo tube and placed it against the man's abdomen.
Even these professionally trained dead soldiers felt a chill run down their spines just watching how he held the bamboo tube.
"If you have the guts, kill me!"
"I've only read about this torture in books, and I'm not even sure if it will work. If you end up half-dead, you'll have to bear with it!"
Although the man was still stubbornly defiant, his voice had involuntarily taken on a slight tremor as he spoke.
"Sir, how is this torture used?"
As the perfect supporting actor, Lü Ying immediately stepped forward and asked with a fawning smile.
"It's actually quite simple. Find someone to get a rope, tie this bamboo tube firmly to him, then put two mice into the other end of the tube, and slowly push a red-hot iron forward!"
"To avoid being burned to death, those mice will have to desperately burrow forward and forward..."
"Wouldn't that rip his insides apart?"
Lü Ying's eyes widened in shock.