My villain wants to save himself, but the yandere heroine disagrees

"So, are you going to reveal your identity, Mr. Killer?"

"You! You will die!" The masked man said this, enduring the pain and cursing the doctor. "You devil!"

"Pfft." The doctor couldn't help laughing when he heard that. "I'm doing my job of saving lives, how can I be considered a demon?"

"On the contrary, you are the one who took action against other people's parents. This kind of thing is what a devil does, right?"

Having said this, seeing that the masked man did not respond, the doctor pressed his head again and then gently scraped his face with the scalpel.

The sharp scalpel went deeper and deeper, and soon, a piece of flesh on the masked man's right cheek was completely cut off.

During this process, intense pain was transmitted along the nerves to the brain, and the masked man suddenly felt like he was going to faint.

At this moment, the doctor noticed out of the corner of his eye that the masked man's body twitched and then struggled violently.

"Oh? The effect of the medicine wears off so quickly." The doctor showed a look of surprise, and then smiled.

"Then it seems that we don't have to start from scratch."

The masked man who regained consciousness felt happy at first and tried to control his body to struggle, but his body felt uncontrollably sore.

The rope used to bind my body seemed to be specially reinforced, and my resistance was not enough to break free from the strong rope.

Then, he felt a sharp pain in the fingers of his right hand.

My thumb was bent backwards and it seemed that I couldn't use it normally.

"Tell me, where are you from and who sent you here?" The doctor's voice was still steady and deep, and sounded very kind. If I didn't know what he was doing, I would have thought he was performing surgery.

"Ah, that's not necessary." The doctor suddenly changed his tone. "I suddenly felt that instead of letting you play the interrogation game with me, it would be better to skip the interrogation directly. Anyway, you can't get anything out of it, right?"

As he said this, the doctor broke the masked man's index finger.

Every time it bent, there was a crisp sound of broken bones, followed by the masked man's screams.

Every time a finger was broken, it was accompanied by a piercing pain. The key point was that the doctor broke the fingers rhythmically, which even allowed the masked man to guess when his next finger would be broken.

This feeling of despair and powerlessness gradually caused the masked man's defenses to collapse.

"That's right, scream louder! Scream louder!" The doctor said this and laughed crazily.

Just when the doctor was about to bend the little finger, the masked man suddenly begged for mercy.

"Please, spare me! Please!" he said humbly, no longer caring about the slightest bit of his dignity.

"Oh? Are you willing to tell me?"

"If, if I tell you everything, can... can you cure me..." the masked man said this and asked.

"Are you bargaining with me?" The doctor looked at the masked man and suddenly laughed. Then, accompanied by a crisp breaking sound, the masked man's last finger was declared invalid.

"Next is the toes..." The doctor said this and gently scraped the masked man's skin with a scalpel.

"You devil!" the masked man cursed again.

Then, accompanied by a crisp sound, the bone of the big toe also broke.

It is said that the fingers are connected to the heart. This time the masked man could no longer bear it and he begged for mercy loudly.

"Please, let me go, let me go, I'll tell you everything, everything!"

"Oh?" After hearing what the masked man said, the doctor lost interest. He threw the scalpel aside and stood in front of the masked man. "You don't want anything from me this time?"

"No... I don't ask for anything more. As long as you don't continue to torture me..."

"Okay." The doctor nodded. "Then tell me, who is your superior? Who gave you the commission?"

"I... I'm from the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group, stationed in the direct territory... Usually, I'm responsible for taking orders for the nobles to eliminate their enemies to support my family."

"My boss is the leader of the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group, Mudrick, and I am the deputy leader of the mercenary group. Then, our client..."

"You know, these nobles care most about their reputation, so they usually look for middlemen. Our client is an agent..."

"Then tell me who the agent is?"

"He... I dare not say... If they find out what he said, all the brothers in the Iron Wolf Mercenary Group will be expelled."

"Oh?" The doctor laughed when he heard that. "Do you think that the safety of your brothers is more important than your own life?"

"No no……"

"Then tell me."

"..." The masked man hesitated for a long time, and then, as if he had made a great decision, he nodded and told the doctor a code name.

"I don't know his real name, but his code name is the Angel of Death."

"Killing Angel?" The doctor smiled when he heard this code name. "What an interesting code name."

"Okay, I understand." The doctor nodded after hearing this.

"Then can you let me go?" the masked man said this and looked at the doctor with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.

"Of course, but before that, I want to ask you a few questions and you have to answer them truthfully."

"Okay." The masked man was about to nod, but when his face moved, the flesh that had just been cut off was pulled, and a pain came, making him unable to help but let out a painful hiss.

"Have you ever killed anyone? How many people have you killed? Do you think those people deserved to be killed?"

Hearing these three questions, the masked man was stunned.

His brain was thinking about how to answer, but when the doctor saw his eyes, he just shook his head helplessly, then walked up to him, and while he was still thinking about answering, he quickly broke his neck.

He had seen this kind of look many times, in the eyes of those who killed innocent people indiscriminately.

The reason why they showed such a look was that they were thinking in their hearts how to cover up their crimes.

Therefore, he never gives these people a chance.

Looking deep into the basement, the doctor shook his head, thinking that it seemed like he had one more body to dissect today.

……

On the other side, Virgil found Orson immediately after returning to school.

Seeing the gauze wrapped around Virgil's shoulder, Orson knew what had happened.

Orson had mentioned to Litt before that in this world, although there are healing potions made by alchemy that can quickly heal injuries, what replaces it is an increase in drug resistance.

Therefore, most people would not easily take healing potions unless they were in a critical situation.

Otherwise, if you are really in a critical situation, because you used healing potions for minor injuries in the past, you will develop resistance to the potions, resulting in the wounds that could have been healed not being able to heal, then the gain will be counterproductive.

Therefore, many people, if they are not facing a battle immediately after being injured, will choose to simply deal with it, such as going to church or going to a clinic.

Of course, Virgil was in a hurry to get back and hadn't had time to get treatment.

"Master Orson, your guess

It is true, someone is planning to do something bad to Master Leete's parents."

"How about those people? How many of them were caught?"

"I'm sorry, I was incompetent and failed to capture them alive. However, I found a wolf head tattooed on the attackers' left arms."

"Oh." Orson nodded.

"By the way, we also let someone run away. Judging from his strength, that person should be almost the same as me." Virgil pointed to his shoulder. "The wound on my shoulder was left by him, but according to your wishes, we did not pursue him and just let him run away."

"Okay, I see."

"Master Orson, may I ask why you specifically asked me to let someone escape?"

"Well, because there are others waiting for him." Orson said, smiling at Virgil. "If I'm not mistaken, when you were about to capture them alive, they should have all committed suicide, right?"

"Yes." Virgil nodded.

"If you don't let him go, he'll kill himself," Orson said.

Then he took out a bottle of healing potion.

"This bottle of potion is for you. Drink it and don't let Li Te know anything."

"But healing potions generally don't have drug resistance... I'd better go to the church." Virgil said this with some hesitation.

"That's a normal healing potion. My potion doesn't have any drug resistance," said Orson.

"Okay." Virgil heard this and took the potion.

"By the way, Master Orson, did you arrange someone to deal with the person who ran away?" Virgil asked curiously.

Then, he suddenly realized something and bowed his head to apologize.

"I'm sorry, Master Orson. I'm overstepping my bounds. I shouldn't be asking these questions."

After all, as a trusted subordinate trained by Orson, what he should do is obey, not question.

"It's okay. If you want to know, I can tell you." Hearing this, Orson waved his hand indifferently.

Orson is always honest with people he trusts.

"I know a man who is quite good at interrogation. He usually looks like a doctor. I always call him doctor anyway."

Orson briefly told Virgil about how he met the doctor.

Although his name is doctor, practicing medicine is just his personal interest.

His real strength lies in reconnaissance and disguise. To put it bluntly, he is a complete intelligence agent.

That was why Orson felt comfortable letting Virgil let the man go.

After all, it doesn’t matter, the doctor will take action.

After listening to the doctor's introduction, Virgil nodded.

Orson was willing to tell him his information, proving that he was still ranked higher among Orson's subordinates.

Although subordinates should not speculate on their boss's thoughts without authorization, it is still very gratifying to be trusted by their boss.

Thinking of this, Virgil prepared to tell Orson about Litt's affairs.

"Master Orson, on my way back, I accidentally learned some interesting things from Andre and his wife. Do you want to hear about it?"

"Hmm? Tell me about it." Orson said this and looked at Virgil who was leaning against the wall, and became interested.

The original book did not describe many details about Leeteuk's original life. It just said that he lived well in the countryside and his parents treated him well.

Orson also wanted to hear what Andre and his wife thought of Litt.

Then, Virgil sorted out his words and slowly spoke:

"Andre and his wife, they call Master Lit their daughter..."

Chapter 8: Self-reporting (K)

"Huh?" Orson looked at Virgil in surprise. "What did you say!?"

"Although it may sound a bit shocking, it's true." Virgil then revealed to Orson the details of his conversation with Jenny that day.

"Originally I thought he was really confused or remembered it wrong, but later I found that his demeanor and expression were not like that at all. After he left, he asked me to keep it a secret. I agreed at the time, but I thought it would be bad not to tell Master Orsen what you said."

Orson's brain shut down almost instantly.

Is Leeteuk a girl?

Thinking back carefully, it seems to be true. She is much thinner than boys of the same age. At first, he thought it was

Life in the countryside is poor and people are malnourished.

Orson's mind gradually recalled what Litt had been like recently.

Then, there was a sharp pain in the brain.

He felt like an illusion was appearing in front of him.

I had a dream that day. In the dream, the darkened girl, Lit, was standing in front of me, looking at me with a smile.

No, that was clearly not a smile, but the smug laugh of a hunter after he set his eyes on his prey!

Even his eyes were tainted with a hint of madness.

"Orson~" At this moment, Litt's voice was no longer forced to be suppressed into the voice of a boy, but instead uttered the elegant and pleasant voice of a girl.