After crossing over, he has no taboos among the zombies.

"Lord Senhu!"

The Feiyu Guards on duty outside the door bowed and saluted.

"Open the door!"

"Yes!"

The door opened and Qin He walked in.

I saw that the masked demon from last night was now naked, and was tied up in a cross shape in the middle of the cell with thick shackles, with various torture instruments placed in front of him.

There are all kinds of things, such as those pulled, clamped, hot, scraped, brushed, with hooks, thorns, blades, flowers, and hairs... There is a dazzling array of them.

The masked monster was in such a miserable state that not a single piece of skin was intact on his body.

The beating was so severe that the skin was torn and blood was gushing.

A sturdy Feiyu officer was holding a whip and lashing the masked demon again and again. This whip was not an ordinary whip used to beat animals, but a whip with an iron hook at the end, which left a blood groove with each lash.

The chief judge was Chang Wen, who was accompanied by six or seven subordinates.

When the crowd saw Qin He, they hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Greetings, Master Qianhu!"

"Excuse me, how's the trial going?" Qin He waved his hand and pulled a chair over to sit down.

"Sir, this White Lotus demon is very stubborn. He hasn't said a word all night long." Chang Wen said helplessly.

Qin He nodded, "You guys continue."

"Yes."

Chang Wen accepted the order and directed the Feiyu Guard officers to continue the torture.

I have been up all night until now, and I feel particularly stressed at room temperature.

The sooner the White Lotus Demon's mouth is pried open, the greater his value will be, but all the possible tortures have been used up, and this tough guy remains silent.

With Yuwen Jing's arrival, he felt even more pressured, especially later on, as if he was being stabbed in the back.

After working for a while, Chang Wen couldn't help it and secretly looked back at Yuwen Jing, but was stunned.

This captain was actually sitting on a stool with his legs crossed, eating melon seeds?!

Chang Wen felt a little doubtful about his life. When did the dignified Iron Mace Detective, also known as the Iron-faced Detective, who always walked and sat upright, become so relaxed in front of his subordinates?

But a higher-ranking official can crush a person to death, so Chang Wen didn't dare to ask and could only keep it in his heart.

After half an hour of interrogation, there was still no result. The masked demon didn't say a word, and his head was hanging down without even raising it. If he wasn't still breathing, one would have thought he was dead.

At this moment, the captain seemed to have finished cracking the melon seeds. He stood up, patted his clothes and said, "Everyone, go out. I want to ask him a few questions."

"Uh... yes."

Chang Wen looked doubtful, but he didn't dare to disobey orders and told his men to leave.

Qin He stood up and approached the masked demon step by step.

At this time, the masked demon finally moved, slowly raised his head and looked at Qin He: "Why, you don't want to watch the show anymore?"

"You knew it was me?"

Qin He was slightly surprised. Only then did he see the masked demon's face clearly. How should I put it? He was quite handsome, with a tough look that made people want to beat him up.

"The Iron Mace Detective Yuwen Jing is not like you." The masked demon raised a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

Qin He's eyes flickered, and a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth. "The one who is truly punished is not someone like you."

This sentence made the masked demon's eyes dodge slightly, but his expression did not change at all. "I am a tough guy. The punishment of Feiyuwei is just to loosen up my muscles. You want to learn anything from me? Dream on."

Qin He shook his head. "You're wrong again. You can't be so eager to show off. People are often more eager to show off what they lack. You're a little impatient."

The masked demon's eyes suddenly flickered even more, and he gritted his teeth: "Stop playing tricks on me, you can't scare me, come on, whatever you want."

"Really?" The mockery on Qin He's face intensified. "Okay, then I'll analyze it for you."

"It's true that a person's mental strength can resist physical pain, but the body's nerve reactions are instinctive and difficult to suppress."

"So, when someone is truly being tortured, their body will twitch involuntarily. Of course, suppressing this reaction isn't difficult, especially for someone with strong internal energy. However, it doesn't seem necessary for you, the one being tortured."

After saying this, the masked demon's expression finally changed.

Qin He paced back and forth, smiling as he continued, "Let me guess, when did you block your sense of pain?"

"You definitely won't have a chance after you're arrested, so the only chance is before you're arrested."

"Oh, right. When you were arrested, you were caught in a net. Your vision was inevitably blocked at that time. You knew you couldn't escape, so you decisively took advantage of the moment when Yu Wenjing and Ji Chengliang's vision was blocked to block your own pain in preparation for torture."

"Others can't do it, but you guys who play with corpses know so much about the human body, you can do it."

"Thoughtful and decisive!"

At the end of his words, Qin He gave him a thumbs up.

Looking at him again at this time, the masked demon's face was already covered with a trace of fear, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Who are you?"

"I think you should care more about what I want rather than who I am, because you are not qualified to know who I am now." Qin He laughed heartily, and a feeling of excitement surged throughout his body.

This damn pretentious feeling.

This damn feeling of being pushed into a corner step by step.

Cool!

翻！

Now!

Qin He finally understood why the perverted "torture slave" was obsessed with torture.

When everything about the enemy is under my control, the enemy's body, the enemy's thoughts, the enemy's soul, the enemy's fear... I can see through them all at a glance.

The enemy's secrets are being uncovered bit by bit, the enemy's fear is deepening bit by bit, and the enemy is sliding into the abyss of despair bit by bit.

This feeling.

Everyone is addicted!

These were all leftovers from Xingnu's play. Qin He just used his shadow play to show off, and the masked demon was caught and killed.

At this moment, Qin He's smile looked like a devil to the masked demon. His next words basically declared his surrender: "You...what do you want?"

The masked demon was truly weak, because what Qin He said was absolutely right. He had indeed used a secret method to block his sense of pain, which was how he could endure all the torture without making a sound.

Although this secret method is a secret method, it is not difficult to solve it if it is revealed. He cannot imagine the scene of being tortured again after his pain sensation recovers.

The person in front of me is not from Feiyuwei, so we can talk to him.

"I want to know everything about the White Lotus Sect." Qin Heshi opened his mouth wide.

"You're dreaming!" The masked demon glared, his emotions agitated, and he shouted, "I will never betray my Holy Church, even if it means death."

"Since you are so determined, it seems there is no way to make a deal. Go to hell." Qin He turned around and walked out.

The masked demon's expression changed. Seeing Qin He's determination to leave, he gritted his teeth and said, "Stop!"

Qin He stopped and grinned unconsciously.

"Well, I can't tell you the core stuff. If I tell you, I'll be dead. You can ask me about the rest. I'll answer whatever I can."

After a pause, the voice of the masked demon came from behind.