The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 481 Internet Disconnection (Part 9): Mission Impure World Reincarnation
"Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be punished severely. Tell me! What's your name?"

"My name is Jackie Chan."

Inside interrogation room number 76, Zeng Xian'er, who was arrested and imprisoned two days ago, is being tortured.

It must be said that although Vice Chairman Zeng acted rather cowardly when he was surrounded, he became very tough after being arrested, and even with his skin torn and bleeding, he still did not give in.

The interrogator lashed out with his whip and roared, "Why aren't you called Chen Zhen? Get your attitude straight and tell me, what's your name?"

"My name is Chen Zhen."

"..."

When the red-hot branding iron was held in front of Zeng Xian'er, he shouted in terror, "I'll talk, I'll talk!"

"My name is Brother Zeng, trust me! You have to believe me!"

"Zi..."

When the soldering iron touches the skin, the tingling sound is like that of barbecue.

Just as Zeng Xian'er was being tortured to the point of near death, the interrogation room door opened and Wen Richeng walked in.

The interrogation director, who was sitting on the other side watching Zeng Xian'er being tortured, stood up in surprise and asked, "Director Wen, what brings you here?"

Wen Richeng glanced at Zeng Xian'er over there and then smiled, "The pressure from above regarding the attack is immense. Minister Yi asked me to come and check on things. How's it going? Any progress?"

The head of the interrogation department shook his head: "This kid's got a tight tongue. He's making up all sorts of things and won't tell the truth. Let's loosen his bones a bit first."

"Then let me talk to him?"

The head of the interrogation department glanced at the head of the intelligence department, thought for a moment, and then nodded with a smile: "Then I'll leave it to Director Wen. We'll leave now."

"Hey, no, I know the rules. Just let your men leave. You're the head of the interrogation department. How can we do without you?"

Upon hearing this, the head of the interrogation department was slightly surprised, but he didn't say anything and simply gestured for the others to leave.

Once only three people remained in the interrogation room, Wen Richeng glanced at the head of the interrogation department who was preparing to take notes, then moved a chair and sat down in front of Zeng Xian'er.

Looking at the face before him, the battered and bruised Vice Chairman Zeng said weakly, "I really am called Brother Zeng, why don't you believe me?"

"I believe you, I believe in Brother Zeng."

Moon Il-sung smiled and said, "According to the people who arrested you, there were only two of you. The other woman was killed in the explosion, is that right?"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Xian'er's eyes dimmed, followed by anger.

"We two blew it up, so what?"

“Brother Zeng, I believe you are Brother Zeng, but do you think I would believe that only the two of you could do this?” Wen Richeng shook his head and laughed. “The Japanese soldiers who died there were not killed by the bomb. You want to say that just the two of you could kill dozens of Japanese soldiers with guns in the headquarters?”

"Whether you believe it or not... I believe it anyway."

Zeng Xian'er also thought it was ridiculous, but that was indeed the situation at the time. He and Hu Xiaofei were killing each other indiscriminately while surrounded by Japanese troops.

Wen Richeng was enraged by his words. He pinched his cheek, made him look at him, and said, "There aren't many factions in Shanghai with this kind of firepower. Is it the underground party? The Military Intelligence Bureau? Or a gang?"

Zeng Xian'er felt as if his cheeks were being squeezed by iron clamps, and waves of pain pierced his mind. Forced to keep his mouth open, he could only whimper. After a while, Wen Richeng finally let go.

"It was... done by the Imperial Army."

"..."

After a few seconds of silence in the interrogation room, Moon Il-sung, his face grim, turned to the head of the interrogation department and asked, "Where is the body of the woman who was killed in the explosion buried?"

The head of the interrogation department was taken aback: "They dug a pit over at the mass grave and buried him there."

Upon hearing this, Wen Richeng nodded, then looked at Zeng Xian'er and said, "Since you two are in cahoots, and I even had you two cover our retreat, I want to see just how deep your friendship is."

"What do you want to do?" Zeng Xian'er had a bad feeling.

Wen Richeng smiled and reached out to straighten his prison uniform before saying seriously, "If you keep being so stubborn and don't say anything, I'll treat you to human flesh char siu buns."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the head of the interrogation department frowned. This Director Wen was handsome, but he was quite ruthless when it came to doing things.

"Remember to let me know when you've made up your mind."

Looking at Zeng Xian'er's terrified face, Wen Richeng said with a smile.

……

In the evening, Director Wen went home after get off work.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Qin Xiaomo, who had been standing there that morning, still standing there.

When she saw him return, Qin Xiaomo merely glanced at him before haughtily looking away.

Seeing the dinner that Aunt Wu had prepared on the table next to him, Wen Richeng didn't ask her to sit down and eat. After taking off his suit jacket, he asked with a smile, "You really stood here all day?"

Qin Xiaomo didn't speak, but her expression answered.

"Aren't you hungry?"

Still no answer.

Director Wen wasn't annoyed. He walked over and skipped her, sitting down in the chair behind her. He chuckled and said, "That's strange. It's not summer, so why is the chair still warm?"

"..."

Seeing the woman's face gradually turn red, he looked around the room and then smiled, "Are my pastries delicious? These are what I'm saving to eat while I'm working overtime tonight."

"..."

Qin Xiaomo closed her eyes. She hadn't expected that the other person would see through these things in less than half a minute after returning. Now, standing in front of the other person, she felt inexplicably naked.

Especially the other person's eyes, which were darting around on me just like they had this morning.

"Alright, sit down and eat. My pastries aren't enough to last you all night."

This time, Qin Xiaomo didn't remain frozen in place; after a brief hesitation, she sat down.

She really couldn't last another night!

The most painful thing I've ever suffered in my life wasn't being locked up by Mr. Yi, but rather today.

Moon Il-sung continued to read and eat while holding a newspaper, but after a short while he asked, "Are you really related to Minister Yi?"

"No."

Upon receiving her hot meal, Qin Xiaomo answered decisively, "He kept pursuing me shamelessly. When I refused, he locked me up."

In the end, I've ended up in this situation because of the good deeds of that guy surnamed Yi.

Unable to pursue himself, he offered himself up as an object.

This answer still surprised Moon Ri-sung a little. He had thought of other answers, but he never expected this one.

"Minister Yi is truly kind to me, actually giving me the woman he himself longed for!"

Qin Xiaomo glared angrily at the scoundrel. Did he really think he was some kind of monster?

After taking a couple of bites of food, Moon Il-sung asked again, "Then why didn't you accept Minister Yi's advances?"

"Why should I agree to him?" Qin Xiaomo retorted. "He's a major traitor and a lecherous scoundrel. Why should I agree to him?"

"Tsk, I didn't realize you were a patriot?"

Moon Il-sung laughed and said, "But if we go by your opinion, I'm also a big traitor. Just based on what you just said, I could arrest you on charges of anti-government. Aren't you afraid?"

He paused for a moment, then added, "I won't be as chivalrous as Minister Yi."

"Whatever, I've already fallen into your hands anyway."

After going through this period of turmoil, Qin Xiaomo's mentality has become somewhat resigned.

Upon hearing this, Moon Il-sung exclaimed in surprise, "So bold? You don't want to leave?"

Can I escape?

Moon Il-sung nodded and smiled, "You're quite self-aware. Then remember to wash yourself properly tonight."

"Clap!"

Qin Xiaomo suddenly dropped the chopsticks in her hand to the ground, and looked up with shock in her eyes.

"What kind of look is that? Didn't what you just said mean you were already mentally prepared?" Wen Richeng said with a faint smile. "I said, I'm not like Minister Yi. I'm not that chivalrous, nor am I that patient."

"I……"

Qin Xiaomo's eyes widened, and she was speechless for a moment.

After a long while, he finally managed to utter a sentence.

"Are you going to rape me?"

"..."

Even with Director Wen's strong composure, he was almost choked by this woman's words.

After catching his breath, he spoke again: "In your mind, is pursuing you the only thing you do, and that's rape?"

Qin Xiaomo's lips moved, and although she didn't answer directly, her expression spoke volumes.

Previously, when Mr. Yi locked me up in jail, he didn't do anything more to me. Why do I have to clean myself up so quickly here?
Moon Il-sung guessed what she was thinking, so he said, "Of course, I can also send you back to Minister Yi, or you can leave now."

This woman's arrival was too sudden. Although I could tell she wasn't lying, it's best to avoid keeping her if possible.

Qin Xiaomo immediately thought it would be better to go back to the Yi family's place; at worst, she could stay in jail again. But...

"No, I can't just send you back. Minister Yi is my superior after all. It would be too embarrassing for him if I returned you right after he brought you here. It would be best if you sneaked back and said that you thought about it and still think he's better and would prefer to be his concubine."

After a pause, Moon Il-sung smiled and asked, "What do you think of this suggestion?"

"Aunt……"

Qin Xiaomo's breathing suddenly quickened. To put it nicely, she was a concubine; to put it bluntly, wasn't she just a mistress who couldn't be seen in public? A lover?

Is Qin Xiaomo that kind of woman?!
"no!"

Hearing her refusal, Wen Richeng nodded in surprise, then thought for a moment and said, "Then let's try another way. This time I'll allow you to say bad things about me. After you escape back, just say I'm too amazing and tormented you to no end." "..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Xiaomo's breath hitched, and her anger intensified.

Before she could say anything, Moon Il-sung continued, "But in that case, I wonder if Minister Yi will accept you becoming secondhand goods? Will he send you back again?"

"Shut up, are you done talking?!"

Qin Xiaomo finally couldn't hold back any longer. She slammed her hand on the table, stood up, and glared angrily at the scoundrel in front of her.

"What's wrong? I'm just trying to help you find a solution."

"What kind of solution is this?!" Qin Xiaomo exclaimed angrily. "What do you take me for?"

"Then what do you want me to take you for?"

Wen Richeng glanced at her and then continued picking at the food on the table: "If you're thinking of throwing a tantrum here, you're overthinking it. It's true that a beautiful woman can attract many men, but frankly speaking, you're no different from this plate of fish on the table."

"..."

Qin Xiaomo fell silent. The other person's words were harsh, but that was indeed the reality.

“Miss Qin, we are all respectable people. We should try to be as respectable as possible. In the current situation, we can’t have it all. Otherwise, I can only help you maintain your dignity.”

"I..." Qin Xiaomo opened her mouth, but could only say in the end, "Give me some time to think about it."

"Three days."

"No, it can't be that fast!" Qin Xiaomo exclaimed, she wanted to delay it a little longer, "at least three months."

"Two days."

"You! Give me a month to think about it."

"It's settled then, one day." Wen Richeng put down his chopsticks, stood up and said, "If you haven't made up your mind by the end of the day, I'll help you save face."

"you……"

"If you say anything more, we'll get things done tonight."

"..."

Seeing the woman glaring at him but not daring to utter a sound, Moon Il-sung smiled.

You'll be sleeping in the guest room tonight.

……

As night deepened, while Qin Yumo was anxiously taking a bath at the Wen family's house, the others were busy that night.

Mr. Yi's headquarters.

"Damn it! Tang Xiaoyou is actually a secret agent, and the person who tried to murder me is actually my aunt?!"

Mr. Yi was so angry that his nose twisted as he looked at the report presented by his subordinates.

His subordinate then came up and said, "We've investigated, and she's in cahoots with those two lunatics who attacked headquarters last time."

Although Vice Chairman Zeng remained firm and said nothing, it was not difficult for No. 76 to find out that the two belonged to the same drama troupe.

They kept pressing Zeng Xian'er for more information, especially since they were almost certain that many people were involved in the attack.

As for underground elements, Hu Xiaofei and Zeng Xian'er were at most progressive youths, while Tang Xiaoyou was a true underground element.

Then the subordinate said, "Your aunt is currently at Mr. Guan Gu's residence, I'm afraid..."

“Keeping him around will only cause trouble. Bring Zhang Xiaowei here.”

"Yes."

……

Meanwhile, inside the headquarters' underground prison.

Zeng Xian'er, whose skin was torn and bleeding, lay motionless on the haystack as if she were on her last breath.

After an unknown amount of time, when there were no other sounds in the prison, Zeng Xian'er, who had been keeping her eyes closed, finally opened them.

At this moment, the pitiful and submissive look he had during the day was no longer visible in his eyes.

The vice president of the student council under the drama club, whose face was bruised and swollen, twitched his cheeks and then spat out a small ball that looked like a pill.

He then crushed the ball, revealing a tiny folded piece of paper inside.

When unfolded, it clearly showed the internal defense layout of No. 76, and the most crucial marked location on the map was Mr. Yi's office.

"Even if it's just to deliver a message, there's no need to go to such lengths!"

Zeng Xian'er covered her aching cheek and gasped for breath.

Despite his complaints, he quickly looked at the defense map, because it was related to his final mission after being imprisoned—to assassinate Mr. Yi.

Yes, being arrested and taken to No. 76 was part of the mission plan; the only thing that went wrong was the matter with Hu Xiaofei.

Originally, he planned to use the plan he had mentioned when he was in the drama troupe to seduce Mr. Yi. If that plan succeeded, all would be well; if it failed and he was caught, he would use the backup plan.

I never expected that Hu Xiaofei, the president of the drama club, would be so ruthless as to actually bomb the headquarters, and in the end, he lost his life.

For now, he had no choice but to continue using the backup plan and personally end Mr. Yi's life.

Throughout the entire process, Zeng Xian'er was neither a progressive youth nor an underground member, but rather a member of the Kuomintang's assassination squad, codenamed "Jellyfish Group."

"I never thought that after living in Shanghai for so many years, I would still be awakened one day."

"Human flesh char siu bao" is the wake-up call for the "Jellyfish Group".

It was precisely because he was a member of the Military Intelligence Bureau that he participated in the design of this prison. However, after the Kuomintang withdrew from Shanghai, the puppet government established the No. 76 here.

Zeng Xian'er, whose gaze had become sharp, gently tapped the corner of the wall, then lifted a stone brick, beneath which lay a shovel that had been prepared beforehand.

He had been waiting ever since he was imprisoned, waiting for his superiors to send him the defense map; otherwise, he would have started digging long ago.

After all, there was a small section of the full-back tattoo on his back that was actually a design sketch of a prison.

Now that everything is in place, he is about to embark on a seemingly impossible task: to dig a tunnel through the underground prison, to knock down Mr. Yi's office on the top floor, and then kill him.

"It's just a pity about Hu Xiaofei...sigh!"

……

On the other side, at the mass grave where No. 76 buried the bodies, two figures were carrying kerosene lamps and acting suspiciously, seemingly searching for something.

"Second brother, are you sure we're here?"

"Nonsense, Brother Sheng has already sent word that the person is buried here."

"But there are so many newly filled graves here, which one are we looking for?"

"Find the one that looks brand new. We have to find it." The leader sighed. "No matter what, she was a hero in the gang. Even if she's dead, we have to take her body back and give her a proper burial."

Upon hearing this, another person sighed, "I never expected that she would actually blow up the headquarters of the traitor Yi Da. The entire city of Shanghai heard the explosion."

"Otherwise, how could their mission success rate be 100%?" the leader remarked, examining the freshness of the soil. "It's just a pity!"

The atmosphere suddenly became even heavier, and the two continued their search in silence, digging up each grave that looked new.

However, after a long time, they still hadn't found her. To break the somber atmosphere, another person joked, "Isn't she the White Impermanence? Maybe she really did become the Impermanence after she died to collect souls."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Get to work! Brother Sheng told us to hurry up!" Unfortunately, the leader didn't want to take the bait. After all, if he had hidden the explosives properly a few days ago, this might not have happened.

Hearing him say that, the other person had no choice but to shut up.

But after a short while, he couldn't help but rub his shoulders and say, "Second Brother, it's so cold in this mass grave in the middle of the night, I'm getting a little creeped out. Could there be some evil spirits here?"

"Shut up. If you want to leave sooner, hurry up and find someone, no, find the body."

"..."

Now the other person had no choice but to quiet down again, holding up his kerosene lamp to carefully examine the soil used to fill the pits, trying to figure out which piece was the newest.

A while later, it was already midnight. The mass grave was eerily quiet, with only the cold spring night wind blowing continuously.

Just as the other person was getting cold, sleepy, tired, and about to lose patience, the kerosene lamp in his hand was blown by the wind and swayed. At that moment, he suddenly saw a clod of earth on a nearby grave move.

"Second brother, have you found it yet? I'm so sleepy I'm almost hallucinating."

"No, I found two graves that should be quite new, I'll dig those two up later."

“I also have a very new grave.”

After the man shouted, he turned around and saw that the soil on the grave was pushing upwards, as if something was trying to crawl out of it.

"Second Brother, no, no, no, this is terrible! My grave is moving!"

Upon seeing this, his mind instantly cleared, and he was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly.

It's perfectly normal for something unusual to happen in a mass grave at night; isn't that what ghost stories always say?
"What nonsense are you talking about? Don't scare yourself. How can you move a grave? You'd better hurry up..."

The leader walked over as he spoke, intending to kick the guy, but before he could kick him, the guy tripped and fell to the ground as he backed away.

"What's wrong with you? Can't you be a decent man?"

The person who had fallen to the ground did not answer him, but pointed at the flattened grave with a look of terror on his face.

"Quickly, quickly, quickly, look at that, that, that..."

The leader raised his kerosene lamp and looked in the direction he was pointing.

"It's nothing, just a new grave, we'll dig it up later..."

Before he could finish speaking, a hand emerged from the ground in front of him, from the grave, or rather, the filled-in pit.

Then his legs went limp and he collapsed to the ground, his face filled with terror.

"Phew! I'm about to suffocate!"

(End of this chapter)