spy cloud

He breathed a sigh of relief after leaving Cuiyun Tower once again, and then strolled around the streets, since he really had nothing to do for the next two or three days.

As for hospitals, without medicine, they're completely useless.

Walking down the street, his mood became somewhat complicated. After all, he really didn't know where to go next, and even going hunting outside the city seemed difficult.

"Right, hunting!"

Thinking of this, his eyes lit up, and he immediately hurried home.

When I got home and entered my room, I saw what was inside.

"Wang Ma, where's Xiaowen?"

"You mean Xiaowen? She went out this afternoon to buy something, what happened?"

When Wang Ma heard Zhang Tianhao shout, she was startled and came out of the kitchen, asking with some concern.

"No, I saw that Xiaowen was tired. If she goes out now, she'll just tire herself out. I'm a little worried about her."

"Oh, it's nothing. She said she's just going for a walk and will be back in a little while!"

"That!"

Zhang Tianhao had no choice but to give a wry smile and walk outside.

As for the Jeep, it was still parked in front of the house and hadn't been driven away. Obviously, Song Wen's departure was probably not far away, or perhaps she didn't want to make a big fuss about it.

Standing at the door, he took out a cigarette and slowly smoked it.

He hadn't smoked in a long time, and today he surprisingly had one. It made him feel a little uneasy, and he even coughed slightly.

"Damn it, this cigarette tastes awful now!"

He took two puffs, then threw the cigarette on the ground and stood there pondering where the person might have gone.

However, none of this matters anymore.

Unable to figure it out, he stopped thinking about it. After all, he still needed to rest at home. As for Song Wen's situation, it wouldn't be a problem no matter where she went.

……

On the other side, Song Wen was in the basement, watching the two of them, her expression also quite dissatisfied.

"Nagawa Hideko, do you think it's over if you don't confess? I have plenty of ways to torture you slowly. Look, Oda Jiro has already confessed everything."

"Hehe, let's continue. Anyway, I have plenty of time, so I'm not afraid you won't confess!"

"Good, good, good!"

Seeing Nagawa Hideko's attitude, Song Wen also picked up the leather whip she had prepared and began to lash her in the basement.

In no time, Nagawa Hideko, who was only wearing a nightgown, was beaten to a bloody pulp, with hardly any good flesh left.

However, Hideko Nagawa's eyes were filled with hatred, and her gaze towards her was like a knife.

They just wouldn't speak.

This left Song Wen at a loss for what to do, even though she tried many methods, but to no avail.

"Okay, okay, okay, let's play slowly!"

As she spoke, she glanced at the time and finally sighed.

Then he took out the porridge that had been prepared beforehand, which was in a teapot, and poured it directly into Nagawa Hideko's mouth.

In no time, half a pot of porridge was poured in, and Nagawa Hideko's expression remained largely unchanged, her eyes even filled with mockery as she looked at Song Wen.

"It's alright, keep laughing. I have plenty of ways to deal with you, really!"

Song Wen glanced at Oda Jiro, who was half-dead, and then walked up to him. Her eyes were like knives, which made the semi-conscious Oda Jiro shiver.

He regained a little consciousness, half-closed one eye, and then fell unconscious again.

However, when Song Wen looked at the injuries on his body, her lips twitched involuntarily. Especially when she saw that the wound was gone and there was still a lot of blood on it, it was clear that someone had done it.

The only person capable of resorting to underhanded tactics is probably Wang Xiaotian.

"That's really impressive!"

Without any hesitation, she let Oda Jiro hang there, probably until he died.

"Xiaotian, is there anything else you want to say?"

"No, I've already said everything I need to!"

Seeing that he was having trouble even speaking, Song Wen had no choice but to give up. Clearly, being interrogated and tortured by Wang Xiaotian had been quite a severe ordeal.

"Oda, could you tell me about the news from Nagawa?"

"We don't know. She did things all by herself, we really didn't know!"

"She never tells me anything, and I don't know anything about her either. Really, we seem to be partners, but when she does things, I still know nothing."

"I see!"

"It seems you're not essential either. She might actually be the leader, and you're just a substitute."

"may be!"

Seeing that he had no power to argue, Oda Jiro could only accept his fate. All he wanted now was to die, to end it all and never have to suffer like this again.

"Ugh!"

Song Wen also had nothing to say; clearly, she still hadn't gotten anything useful out of Hideko Donagawa, not even a single word.

Feeling somewhat frustrated, she had no choice but to leave the basement, tidy herself up, and head straight home.

When she returned home again, she found that it was already dark outside, and in some places oil lamps had been lit.

Then he saw Zhang Tianhao reading at home, looking guilty.

"Excuse me, I went there!"

"I know you smell a bit pungent. Go wash up, or you'll smell terrible."

"Ok!"

He didn't say much, but continued reading. It was clear that he had found the book elsewhere. He had almost finished reading the large pile of books on the table that he hadn't looked at for long.

In the only bookstore, he bought all the books he hadn't read before, and naturally, he read more and more books. Today, he spent nearly a hundred dollars just on books.

Most people might not be able to afford it, but he reads it quite freely. He's not afraid of having too many books; he's just afraid of not having any to read.

He could only practice internal energy cultivation for a maximum of one hour at a time, as it would cause my brain to ache. He gradually figured out the pattern, which led him to buy a large number of books to study.

A moment later, Song Wen walked into the bedroom and looked at Zhang Tianhao sitting at his desk, her expression softening.

"I originally wanted you to come with me, but I was a bit too impatient and went without waiting for you."

"I bet you didn't get anything!"

"how do you know?"

"If I can't find out anything, it would be strange if you could. The problem now is, who exactly is this woman? Why isn't she talking? Is she mute? Or is there some other reason why she's not talking? Or is she trained?"

"do not know!"

"Furthermore, I've noticed that this woman is somewhat like a ninja; otherwise, her endurance wouldn't be so strong. Even a well-trained special agent wouldn't be this strong."

"That's quite possible. If she really is a ninja, then all of this makes sense."

"Okay, don't go for the next few days. You won't get anything out of that woman. I'll slowly figure out a way to get her out of there!"

"Okay!" (End of Chapter)