I painted an aircraft carrier on the courtyard house for Dongda University.

Without saying a word, Zhou Weiguo stepped out of the cellar.

Wolf One immediately stood at attention, saluted, and replied in a deep voice, "Yes, sir! Mission accomplished!"

Just after smoking two cigarettes, Zhou Weiguo stubbed out his cigarette and walked into the cellar. He suddenly stopped and froze on the spot.

Under the dim light, Wang Kui slumped in the interrogation chair, his head nodding slowly, his eyes unfocused as if shrouded in mist, muttering something unconsciously. His bewildered and dazed appearance stunned Zhou Weiguo instantly.

The men, including Li Fei, who were tied up nearby, were so frightened that their bodies tensed up, their shoulders trembling slightly. Their eyes were fixed on Wolf One, their pupils filled with unconcealed fear, and they didn't even dare to breathe.

A daring idea instantly flashed into Zhou Weiguo's mind. He turned to Wolf One, his tone tinged with uncertainty: "You didn't put flour on this guy, did you? That stuff is absolutely forbidden!"

Wolf One immediately stepped forward, his back ramrod straight, and reported in a deep voice: "Reporting to the commander, it's not flour. Because the time you requested is quite tight, it's a specially made military truth serum. It doesn't cause much harm to the human body; it will only break down his psychological defenses, making him unable to lie, and causing him to unconsciously become slower and more sluggish when answering questions."

As soon as these words were spoken, the guards present were stunned. Their eyes widened in unison, and they subconsciously looked at Wolf One, their eyes filled with disbelief and fear.

Ignoring the crowd's surprise, Zhou Weiguo nodded slightly, his gaze returning to Wang Kui, his voice as deep as iron: "Speak, who sent you?"

Wang Kui slowly shook his head, his Adam's apple bobbing laboriously. After a full three or four seconds, he finally spoke in a muffled and wooden tone: "It was... Director Lan... who sent me." Each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, so slow it was frustrating.

A sharp glint flashed in Zhou Weiguo's eyes, and he took half a step forward: "Good heavens, it really is someone surnamed Lan! What's the relationship between that young man named Lan Zhan I beat up a couple of days ago and your Director Lan?"

Wang Kui's eyes remained unfocused, his head drooping slightly. After a long silence, he slowly raised his eyelids, his voice still wooden: "Lan Zhan... is Director Lan's... relative." He paused twice, as if struggling to organize his thoughts.

Zhou Weiguo stared into his unfocused eyes and continued to press, "So what's the deal with this Li Fei? How did he end up at my house with you?"

Mentioning Li Fei, a rare hint of resentment appeared on Wang Kui's usually expressionless face. His lips slowly twitched into a stiff, cold laugh, and his tone, though still slow, carried a gnashing hatred: "Li Fei... he doesn't deserve... to be the deputy director. This position... was originally mine... Director Lan even told me... it was him... who parachuted in and snatched it... if I don't screw him over... who will I screw over?" He paused after each sentence, as if exhausting all his strength.

Zhou Weiguo raised an eyebrow, his tone laced with sarcasm, "Oh? He's your superior, and you dare to cheat him? You knew my house was guarded, yet you still dared to come? Tell me everything you know."

Wang Kui didn't hesitate for a moment, but his reply was still incredibly slow, his expression as blank as a puppet: "He came and immediately stole my credit... I'd be happy to screw him over... Director Lan said... you took your men... to the front lines... there were no guards at home... so he sent me over. I said... we don't have enough manpower... I'm afraid I can't handle it... He told me to find people myself... so I had him send that guy surnamed Li... to lead the arrests... even if you come back looking for trouble... you won't be able to find me." His words were broken and intermittent, but every word clearly revealed his scheming.

Upon hearing this, Li Fei's eyes widened instantly, his mouth stuffed with a rag, only able to make muffled "ooh...ooh..." sounds. His face turned red, his eyes filled with overwhelming anger and disbelief. He struggled to lunge forward, but was firmly held in place by the interrogation chair, and could only twist in vain.

Zhou Weiguo raised an eyebrow and calmly continued to press, "Then who else in our compound is involved in today's events?"

Wang Kui's brows furrowed slowly, as if he were struggling to recall his memories. After a long while, he spoke in somewhat broken sentences: "A couple of days ago... I went to the steel mill... to find Xu Damao... I originally wanted him to help keep an eye on you and see when you would come back... because if they really did get arrested... I was afraid you would come back and retaliate against us... Remembering what Xu Damao had reported about you... I went to the steel mill to find him... to ask him to keep an eye on you in the yard... but at the factory gate... I ran into that slut Qin Huairu... she actually refused to leave no matter what... I could tell you had a grudge against her, so I kept her there too... At first... Xu Damao didn't dare, even when I told him you might not come back... Later, Qin Huairu said something to him... the next day, Qin Huairu dragged him along to find me... saying she wanted to help me keep an eye on you."

"Later... Qin Huairu asked me... how long you'd be gone... I estimated... you'd be at the front lines... at least a few months... and might... even lose your life there... Qin Huairu begged me... if you didn't come back... let me help her mess with your wife... preferably, get rid of your wife..."

Wang Kui paused, his eyes still unfocused, but his tone was now laced with mockery. "I was afraid you might come back and cause trouble... but I also hated you for beating Xiao Zhan like that in front of me... I thought it would be good to have two people keeping a close watch on the yard... so I agreed... those two scoundrels... dare to make demands of me?... I'll deal with them later... those sluts."

Zhou Weiguo raised an eyebrow. Qin Huairu and Xu Damao got together? When did that happen?

He pressed on, "Besides the two of them, was there anyone else? Was anyone else involved in this?"

Wang Kui slowly shook his head, his head bobbing like a rattle-drum, and after a few seconds added, "No...nothing. But when we arrived...Xu Damao, Qin Huairu...and that...middle-aged woman who always causes you trouble...and an old woman...all came out of the west wing of the central courtyard."

Zhou Weiguo's eyes narrowed instantly, and his tone became serious: "The west wing? Is it closer to the front yard or the back yard?"

Wang Kui closed his eyes, as if trying to recall the details, and after a long while slowly opened them, answering woodenly, "The... the first one in the front yard."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Weiguo couldn't help but sneer: "Yi Zhonghai's family? Good heavens, this bunch of 'beasts' heard I went to the front lines and thought I wouldn't be coming back, so they're planning to turn the tables and sing their own praises?"

Alright, alright, alright! Since you're so eager to play, then don't blame me, Zhou Weiguo, for being impolite!

Zhou Weiguo's eyes instantly turned cold, filled with a chilling aura. He had initially thought that the difference in their levels was too great to bother with these small fry. But since they were so arrogant, he decided to deal with them one by one.

Zhou Weiguo composed himself, his eyes sharpening again, and pressed on, "Tell me your plan. What do you want to do by capturing Lou Xiao'e and Bai Yuechang?"