The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 317 Torture
"Uh, are you stupid?"

Gao Anyu pulled out the black ruler, and his pierced head, without support, slammed his entire body onto the table with a thud. He tilted his head and waved his hand in front of the disciple.

The disciple did not react; his eyes were vacant, and his entire body was stiff in the chair, motionless.

"What do we do now... We deliberately left one alive, but he's still terrified."

Gao Anyu turned to look at Cao Hanyan.

"Brother Cao, what should we do?"

Cao Hanyan flicked the blood off her knife, sheathed it, and quickly walked to the disciple's side. She first pressed the major acupoints on his body, and then examined his pulse.

"He has gone mad from practicing qi cultivation. His internal energy has flowed back into his heart meridian, and his martial arts are now half-ruined."

After saying that, he flipped his wrist and placed his fingers on the other person's pulse point.

"Judging from the pulse, it seems like he's in a state of disorientation. It's possible that our sudden action caused him to have a hysterical reaction."

Gao Anyu stomped his foot, feeling extremely annoyed.

"Oh dear, I shouldn't have acted so quickly. They were talking so enthusiastically that I just couldn't resist."

"There's not a single survivor yet, so there's no reason for us to target the Kongming Sect!"

Cao Hanyan looked at Gao Anyu, unsure whether to remain silent or offer a bitter smile.

This "Brother Gao" who inexplicably showed up at my door, was he really not a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard before he lost his memory?

Regardless of whether it's suitable or feasible, the first thing to consider is whether there's an excuse to kill. He's truly a natural-born member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, yet he's been handed over to the very ancestors of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

And yet, he remains oblivious to this, still trying to grasp the "logic."

Isn't "reason" standing right next to you, watching you with its hands behind its back?
Gao Anyu noticed Cao Hanyan's gaze, realized what was happening, turned to look at Li Miao, scratched his head, and smiled sheepishly.

"Uncle Li, I'm sorry, I acted too quickly."

Li Miao smiled and waved his hand.

"It's alright, there are plenty of ways to get him to talk."

"I think your martial arts are quite good, and your lineage is also quite advanced. The only problem is that you lack a lot of skills for navigating the martial world. I've been thinking about when to give you those skills, and now is the perfect opportunity."

"Lift this person up, strip him naked, and lay him flat on the table."

Gao Anyu always did things first and asked for reasons later. He didn't say much and immediately did as he was told. He stripped the disciple naked and carefully severed his tendons to prevent him from suddenly attacking "Uncle Li" who didn't know martial arts.

Li Miao reached out and drew the long sword from Zheng Yi's waist, handing it to Gao Anyu.

"Little Gao, do you know what the most important thing is when you're navigating the world?"

Gao Anyu shook his head.

Li Miao said with a smile.

"It's news, or rather, intelligence."

"The more you know than others, the more methods you have. The better you understand your enemy, the greater your chances of winning. But information won't come to you willingly, so you need to have the means to get information from people who don't want to talk."

"Therefore, an indispensable skill for navigating the martial world is—'torture'!"

Cao Hanyan's eyes twitched, and she thought to herself, "This is hardly the kind of skill you'd find in the martial arts world. Who in the martial arts world learns torture techniques?"

"This is the work of the Embroidered Uniform Guard! You clearly have taken a liking to Brother Gao and want to groom him into an Embroidered Uniform Guard!"

He dared to think it, but not to say it, so he had to keep his thoughts to himself.

He could only watch helplessly as Li Miao led Gao Anyu to the man's side, lifted his left hand, and drew a line on it with his finger.

"Did you see it clearly?"

Gao Anyu nodded, holding the sword.

"If you cut here, it won't rupture major blood vessels or damage meridians. Even if you leave it alone, it won't bleed to death within a day—come on, cut it exactly where I've drawn it." Gao Anyu stepped forward and swung his sword, precisely cutting a long, narrow wound in the skin. Just as Li Miao had said, blood slowly seeped out after the wound opened.

"Really, Uncle Li!"

he said excitedly.

"and then?"

Li Miao spoke slowly and deliberately.

"Then, following this wound, peel back his flesh."

Have you ever tried shredded chicken?

Gao Anyu nodded.

"Just eat it that way, tear off the muscle, yes, the red stuff, one strip at a time—"

"And then, Uncle Li!"

Before Li Miao could speak, Gao Anyu had already torn off a bright red, throbbing muscle and stared at Li Miao with wide eyes.

Li Miao couldn't help but chuckle.

I wonder what kind of person this kid was before he lost his memory, but now he's got the temperament of a born Imperial Guard. If he joined the Imperial Guard with him, the title of "Corpse-Tearing Commander" might not have been bestowed upon Lord Li.

"Then stuff it into his mouth, and once it's full, use the hilt of the sword to push it down until he can't eat anymore, then we'll move on to the next step..."

"I said!"

Li Miao's words were interrupted again. The disciple's eyes widened suddenly, and tears streamed down his face.

"I'm awake, I'm fully awake, I'll talk, I'll tell you everything!"

In fact, he had already regained consciousness the moment Gao Anyu cut open the skin on his arm.

This "loss of soul syndrome," to put it bluntly, is a mental "numbness" or stress. If we disregard all sorts of unusual martial arts techniques, curing it in Da Shuo is truly difficult.

However, if we disregard the possibility of the other party relapsing or suffering even greater injuries, the Imperial Guards have countless ways to briefly bring the other party back to consciousness.

However, when Gao Anyu saw that his "teaching tool" had suddenly come to its senses, he sighed and was about to put the sword back at his waist when he heard Li Miao's calm voice say something.

"Xiao Gao, did I tell you to stop?"

Gao Anyu turned around abruptly and saw Li Miao extend a finger.

"First rule: never listen to anything the other party says before the interrogation is over. Even if they want to confess, wait until all the methods have been used before saying anything."

"Otherwise, how do you know that what they're telling you isn't fake news, or that they're using fake news to buy time?"

Li Miao looked at the disciple's eyes, which were filled with fear, and said with a smile.

"You need to get him to answer your questions voluntarily. You need to let him know that he not only has to answer the questions, but also has to bear the consequences of the questions, and also has to stand in your shoes and add the information he thinks needs to be explained."

"Don't think that interrogation is a way to torture someone; that's an outsider's view."

"Torture is a process that turns enemies into allies. It's a process that lets the other party know your determination and gradually makes them start to consider your interests."

After saying that, Li Miao sat down at the table next to him, poured himself a cup of tea, and slowly sipped it.

"Gag him and clean his left hand first."

"Believe me, once his left hand is completely bare and his belly is warm and full, he will become a partner who cares about you wholeheartedly."

Gao Anyu's eyes widened, and he nodded excitedly.

"Hey!"

(End of this chapter)