Acai's Sky

Chapter 835 50 Continue Life 118

Cai Deyi looked at Lao Yuan who had just returned from interrogating the reporter. He saw that Lao Yuan was sitting there with a cigarette in his mouth. Amidst the smoke, he seemed to be lost in thought.

Cai Deyi couldn't help but ask, "Why are you beating so hard? What are you thinking?"

Old Yuan was startled by this sudden question and accidentally burned his fingers with the cigarette butt in his hand. He suddenly came to his senses and looked up at Cai Deyi.

He smiled and said, "What those reporters said was all superficial stuff, with no real substance. I think they've been completely brainwashed, pretending to be loyal and righteous to us! But their true loyalty is probably to that Plaster Country!"

Cai Deyi found Lao Yuan's words amusing. He shook his head and said, "This group of people is completely useless. They have been colonized by the Plaster Country for so long that they can no longer stand up. They are just wearing the appearance of Chinese people, but in fact, they are completely corrupted."

Old Yuan fiercely extinguished the cigarette butt in the ashtray, held his head in his hands, leaned back in his chair, and looked like he wanted to bite someone to death.

"I've heard of people who can't be woken up before, but when I actually saw it, I still felt very angry. I just want to kill them now, there's no point in interrogating them!" Old Yuan said angrily.

He felt that it was so frustrating to interrogate these traitors, and it was simply an insult to himself.

Seeing this, Cai Deyi glanced at him and said calmly, "They're using some tricks, but how much backbone do they have? I don't think they dare to even bite through the poison sac hidden in their teeth. They're far inferior to those three-surnamed slaves."

Old Yuan sneered with disdain, as if he found Cai Deyi's words absurd. He sneered, "Let them go? How is that even possible? With the skills of my doctor Gu, they'll confess immediately when we get back!"

Just then, Yu Hai pushed the door and walked into the conference room.

He saw the expressions on Lao Yuan and Cai Deyi's faces at a glance, and immediately understood what was going on.

So, he quickly walked over to the two of them, approached them mysteriously, and said in a low voice, "Lao Cai, Lao Yuan, I have something good here. Do you want to let those reporters try it? It's definitely good stuff!"

Cai Deyi was a little wary of Hai's actions. He stepped back slightly, keeping a certain distance from Yu Hai, and then looked at him suspiciously.

I thought: Why is this old guy so sneaky? What good stuff does he have? Why don’t you take it out and show it to us!

Old Yuan rolled his eyes at Hai and urged him in a bad mood, "Alright, alright, stop keeping us in suspense. Hurry up and show us what your good stuff is!"

Seeing that both of them were getting impatient, Yu Hai stopped wasting time and quickly took out a wooden box from his backpack.

He carefully opened the box, revealing a pile of various porcelain bottles.

Cai Deyi took a closer look and was stunned. A look of surprise appeared on his face. He stared at Yu Hai with wide eyes and said in surprise: "Oh my god, are you cursing us? Why did you prepare so many pills for us?"

Yu Hai completely ignored him and took out a bottle of medicine from the box. A look of joy appeared on his face. He handed the medicine to Lao Yuan as if he were presenting a treasure and said, "This is the 'Truth Pill', uh... no, it should be called the 'True Talk Pill' from now on. Give this medicine to those reporters. In three minutes, no matter what you ask them, they will answer honestly..."

When Old Yuan heard this, he suddenly jumped up from his seat, looked at Yu Hai with suspicion, and exclaimed, "Is this true? This sounds too mysterious!"

Yu Hai seemed a little unimpressed by Old Yuan's questioning. He tsk-tsk'd, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he said with a bit of pride, "This medicine was made by my eldest niece, the daughter of our captain. I managed to trick her into giving it to me this afternoon. If you don't believe me, why not try it on those reporters?"

After hearing Yu Hai's words, Old Yuan's eyes widened like bells. He stared at the porcelain bottle in his hand in amazement and muttered to himself, "Why wouldn't I be afraid? I'll go try it right now to see if this pill is as magical as you say!"

Seeing this, Cai Deyi followed Lao Yuan like a curious baby, ready to watch the fun.

Yu Hai looked at their receding backs, curled his lips in disdain, then slowly closed the wooden box and put it into his backpack, then trotted in the direction Lao Yuan had left.

It turned out that Brother Tong had previously asked Yu Hai to help him find a house, and Yu Hai had already successfully completed this matter.

However, what he is more concerned about now is whether the pills made by his niece are effective. After all, he spent a lot of effort to "cheat" these pills today.

As I approached the interrogation room, I heard a clamor of noise. Listening closely, I realized it was the reporters in several rooms pouring out information about their backgrounds, their relationships with superiors, and their sources of income, all without reservation.

Yu Hai stood at the door and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, this 'True Word Pill' is really amazing!" As he spoke, he rubbed his chin with his hand, wondering when he could get some more of this magical pill.

Old Yuan, who was standing next to Yu Hai, looked at Dr. Gu with a look of shock on his face. He nudged him lightly with his elbow and asked in a low voice, "Are you admitting it now?"

Doctor Gu also had a serious expression on his face. He frowned and was very surprised by this situation.

This small pill was so powerful that it made these originally stubborn reporters confess everything so easily.

Dr. Gu decided to try it again to see if the pill was really that effective.

He walked into the room where Reporter Feng was, stood in front of him, stared into his lifeless eyes, and slowly asked, "You said someone gave you money. How did they send you the money?"

Reporter Feng's body trembled slightly and he struggled, but his eyes were still empty, as if he had lost his soul.

He answered mechanically, "No. 135 Xizhimenwai Street, Beijing, Lao Mo Restaurant. Every time I go there, I sit by the window with a copy of 'Far From Moscow,' and someone comes to give me something."

Cai Deyi frowned, "Let Kyoto report it, we'll just take care of Guanzhong, this thing is getting a bit serious!"