As virtue rises one foot, vice rises ten feet—brutal interrogation methods They confessed everything

“Where is everyone!!!”

“Why is everyone AFK? Hello? The crystal! Come back and defend the tower! The crystal’s about to explode! Ah!”

“Boom!”

“Defeat!”

In the youngest son’s room of the Tang family, Tang Yuyao’s face was bright red… she must be in love, right?

Good news: she finally got the highest score for once!

Bad news: She wished she hadn’t…

Everyone except her had gone AFK, so this top score wasn’t worth having anyway!

But soon, Tang Yuyao noticed something off… Even if someone disconnected, there was no way everyone disconnected at the exact same time, right?

After the match ended, she returned to the lobby and waited for a while. The other few people were still stuck on the post-match results screen, meaning they hadn’t exited yet.

The problem those few people were facing wasn’t in the game itself—it was a problem in real life. Not only that, they were very likely all together in the same place.

Something unexpected had happened that made all of them put down their phones at the same time…

An unexpected situation…

Wait, it was this late at night—why would those four people be together?

Tang Yuyao suddenly stood up, scaring the youngest son who was lying on the bed looking like he had died with his eyes wide open. He had already given up on sleeping and was bracing himself for the mental torture that was his aunt.

The youngest son had been watching from the sidelines earlier. Even though he couldn’t play, it was still nice to watch and satisfy his craving. But soon, he couldn’t bear it anymore.

Everyone was building full tank items, and by the late game all they did was defend the tower, hiding inside the turret range, never winning but never losing either. Only those who had experienced this kind of despair truly understood it.

After struggling through nearly an hour of that, the youngest son finally couldn’t take it anymore. He lay down on the bed and played dead, trying to go back to sleep. It’s just… the noise coming from his aunt was a little too loud.

For the sake of tomorrow’s little red flower, I’ll endure it. Let’s keep sleeping…

He had just barely started to feel sleepy when he was jolted awake by a shout.

The most hopeless way to die in the world…

The adult world is terrifying. It’s better to be a kid—all you need to worry about is what to eat tomorrow, what to eat the day after, and why Little Red still won’t talk to him…

“Tap, tap, tap.”

Tang Yuyao was holding her phone, furiously sending messages to Ye Cheng through that WeChat-like app. A bunch of green bubbles.

“Where are you?”

“Why did you go AFK?”

“Talk to me. Why are you at someone else’s house this late at night?”

“There are all kinds of ill-intentioned bad women out there…”

Tang Yuyao kept sending messages; Ye Cheng’s phone kept receiving them, buzzing nonstop. There was no special notification sound, but in the hall that had fallen into an unnervingly quiet silence…

It was about as obvious as it could get. Especially since Shen Qinghan was the one holding Ye Cheng’s phone, pinning him down.

The incoming messages with their notifications—Shen Qinghan could see all of them clearly.

Every single thing Tang Yuyao had sent was seen by Shen Qinghan. Especially that last line… There are all kinds of ill-intentioned bad women out there.

She could agree with half of that statement. As for the other half… Heh.

Wasn’t someone just crying wolf to divert suspicion?

From the moment the youngest son had suddenly stopped talking, Shen Qinghan had noticed something was off. His play style had also changed, becoming much more skilled.

In plain words, he was running away faster than anyone else. And the most cowardly one of all was Tang Yuyao.

Shen Qinghan was still wondering who that person was, when Tang Yuyao couldn’t help but jump out and expose herself… And she had the nerve to come and send messages.

But right now, the Tang Yuyao situation needed to be set aside. There was something more urgent to deal with—namely, the idiot she had pinned down beneath her.

Ye Cheng’s heart was dead. He was already planning his escape route. Decision made.

Tonight, he was grabbing the next train out of town!

“I’ll give you one night to think it over. Come find me tomorrow. Otherwise, I’ll go to your Missy and tell her about you coughing up blood. If she doesn’t care… then that’s for the best.”

Retreating in order to advance.

The moment Dongfang Zhixia said that, it was a checkmate. Ye Cheng was done for. Completely.

He never imagined that no matter how carefully he guarded, he’d get backstabbed while playing a game by the club president. NO!!!

“Beep, beep, beep…”

Dongfang Zhixia hung up the phone. In the hall, the atmosphere was so quiet it was almost eerie. The only sound that could be heard was everyone’s breathing. Ye Cheng’s breathing wasn’t very noticeable.

Because he was already gone in spirit.

The phone call might have ended, but that didn’t mean tonight’s events were over. Tonight’s events were just getting started!

A thousand meters away, Dongfang Zhixia stood on the rooftop, wrapped in a heavy coat, holding binoculars and looking at the villa’s hall in the distance.

Even as the cold wind blew past, she remained unmoved, her attention completely fixed on Ye Cheng’s location.

“Shen Qinghan, you’d better be of some use,” Dongfang Zhixia muttered to herself.

Her words didn’t have much effect on that scumbag, and she was also getting attacked by that problem child. But if she managed to drag Shen Qinghan down to her side and make the two of them stand on the same front…

They would discover that the problem child was actually the best teammate in the world—not just incredibly competent in combat, but also flawless in execution.

And indeed, she was now interrogating Ye Cheng in the first-floor lobby of the villa.

Inside the villa.

“What exactly is that gorilla woman talking about?” Shen Qinghan’s voice was calm, but it carried a chill that sent shivers down the spine.

The coughing up blood thing… She knew nothing about it. Not a single thing. Ye Cheng had never told her.

If it hadn’t been for this coincidental phone call tonight, she might still be in the dark. That thought made Shen Qinghan inexplicably irritated.

Ye Cheng blinked: “Missy, you can’t trust the words of an enemy. This is obviously the club president—err, I mean—that evil woman trying to sow discord, just to tear apart our solid friendship as classmates!”

“Missy, don’t fall for it, Missy!”

Shen Qinghan narrowed her eyes and looked over at the head maid: “Bring me a knife.”

Ye Cheng: “???”

The head maid frowned, seemingly pondering something, but in the end, she got up and went to the kitchen to retrieve a fruit knife.

Ye Cheng: “???”

Wait, no, sis!

Xiaxia, when did you betray me too? It’s me, it’s me! You even treated me to a meal! Do you remember?! We were a team! “The nameless peon,” remember?! Xiaxia!

Yamete kudasai!!!

The only one who felt sorry for Ye Cheng was Xia Tongxin, who stood off to the side with a worried look on her face, her little hands clenched together, wanting to say something but hesitating.

After thinking for a while, the only thing she could do was keep transferring money to Ye Cheng. That… seemed to be the only thing she could do right now.

Transferring money gave her a certain level of psychological comfort.

Soon, the head maid returned with the fruit knife and handed it to Shen Qinghan: “Watch out, it’s very sharp.”

Ye Cheng: “…”

Thanks a lot, Xiaxia. That's sweet of you to think about me at a time like this, knowing the knife is sharp... but, I mean, is there any chance that not bringing the knife over in the first place would have been even better?

What a piece of shit!!!

Ye Cheng had that same agonized, constipated smile you'd see in Fire Punch.

Shen Qinghan hadn't even taken the protective cover off the fruit knife, and she drove it into Ye Cheng's kidney area repeatedly with pure malice. Ye Cheng was a real man—being hit that many times in such a vital spot, he didn't let out a single cry!

What's that? You say the young lady had her hand over his mouth so he couldn't make a sound?

Alright, forget I said anything then.

Ye Cheng: "..."

"What's this about you coughing up blood?"

"No idea. That's some story that vicious woman made up to ruin the friendship between us classmates. Young lady, don't fall for it!"

Shen Qinghan narrowed her eyes: "Good. Real tough mouth."

Ye Cheng: "..."

Swish swish swish—a few more jabs at Ye Cheng's kidney area. Still, Ye Cheng didn't make a sound.

For the next few minutes, every method of interrogation Shen Qinghan had was tried, and Ye Cheng stuck to his story through gritted teeth—everything just said was just Dongfang Zhixia's scheme to drive a wedge between them!

The head maid stood to the side, her expression sour. She knew better than anyone whether what Dongfang Zhixia had said was true or false!

It was true!

True in the most literal sense. Even she had never known about this, which clearly meant Ye Cheng had deliberately hidden it, not wanting anyone else to know.

A wave of isolation washed over her. The head maid's pupils contracted, and she firmly planted herself on Dongfang Zhixia and Shen Qinghan's side.

In a moment of such moral gravity, the head maid's mind sharpened. Her lovestruck sensibility was suppressed... no wait—it was the lovesickness that took over and possessed her. She was clear-headed but not fully clear-headed.

Even the boat of their friendship capsized in that instant. Lovesickness is truly terrifying.

"Chengg, just confess already. I'll take you to the best hospital, I promise they'll cure you."

Xia Tongxin, who had been busy transferring money this whole time, finally spoke up—ah, she'd hit her daily limit.

Xia Tongxin's words once again struck Shen Qinghan's frayed nerves. The knife started moving again, frantically attacking Ye Cheng's kidney area.

Ye Cheng: "..."

She soon stopped. Shen Qinghan silently opened Ye Cheng's phone and launched his game. It was still at the settlement screen from the match just now.

Aside from that, notifications from Tang Yuyao kept popping up at the top of the screen, but Shen Qinghan ignored all of them.

After opening the game, she headed straight to the first-purchase page.

"First recharge of 6 yuan—get the strongest hero of the version!"

The highly visible text appeared on the screen, and the other two's gazes converged on it.

"Cheng, your first-recharge bonus is still untouched?" Xia Tongxin was shocked.

The head maid froze for a moment, then confusion in her eyes turned to shock... was the yakuza heiress that smart? Why hadn't she thought of that?

Going free-to-play had always been Ye Cheng's pride. He would occasionally open the first-recharge page just to savor it—yes, yes, this feeling of being looked down on for not spending a single cent. So satisfying!

No one could ever squeeze money out of him. It was an honor. A badge of courage.

And now, the young lady was about to put an end to Ye Cheng's glory.

Shen Qinghan said calmly: "I'll give you one last chance."

Ye Cheng: "???"

Shen Qinghan tapped the recharge button. Recharging... the spinner spun. Spun. Spun.

Ye Cheng: "YAMETE!!!"

"I'll confess—I'll confess everything—" Ye Cheng wailed, a mask of agony on his face.