Chapter 201: Underhanded Tactics

Ever since they started sitting together, his eyes would always drift to Su Yuqing whenever he had a spare moment.

He didn’t snap out of it until Thursday.

Only then could Su Yuqing be sure that he was back to normal.

Seeing Chen Mo suddenly return to his usual self, the weight on Su Yuqing’s heart finally lifted.

After that, everything seemed to go on without a hitch.

Until Friday night.

Chen Mo suddenly told Su Yuqing to be good and stay home, as he had to go out and take care of something.

But by the next morning, she still hadn’t seen Chen Mo return.

And when she tried calling his phone, it was off.

This left Su Yuqing feeling deeply unsettled.

But she remembered Chen Mo’s instructions: until he came back, she had to wait for him at home and not go running around.

Since Su Yuqing had promised Chen Mo, she naturally kept her word.

"I’ll be back by Sunday night at the latest. Don’t worry about me in the meantime."

Recalling Chen Mo’s final words before he left, Su Yuqing forced herself to suppress her anxiety and wait quietly at home.

The weather today was foul.

At nine o’clock on Saturday morning, the sky outside was still gloomy and overcast.

Amid the gloom, the faint sound of thunder could be heard.

Before long, a torrential downpour came crashing down.

Su Yuqing, who was afraid of thunderstorms, sat on the sofa wrapped tightly in a blanket. She curled herself into a ball, listening to the rain outside the window and trying to calm her nerves.

Meanwhile, in an abandoned, unfinished building somewhere in Jiang City, a blindfolded young man knelt on the ground, his hands tied behind his back. A look of sheer terror was plastered across his face.

"Who are you? What do you want?"

The blindfolded young man was none other than Lin Ranhai.

He had a habit of going for a run every morning—information Chen Mo had uncovered over the past few days of his investigation.

The reason he’d seemed so absent-minded lately was because he was actually planning how to investigate Lin Ranhai.

And then, how to use that information to get Lin Ranhai under his control.

This would make it easier to pry the information he wanted out of the man’s mouth.

Police interrogations have to be legal and by the book, so without using something like the Great Memory Recovery Skill, obtaining useful clues from a suspect is a difficult and troublesome process.

But if one could use underhanded methods like the Great Memory Recovery Skill without any scruples or restraint, the difficulty of obtaining intelligence from a target would drop significantly.

After all, few people today possess the same backbone and resilience as the wartime heroes who endured endless torture without revealing a single word.

Seeing that Lin Ranhai was already panicking, Chen Mo put on a mask equipped with a voice changer and spoke. "Do you know why I brought you here?"

Hearing Chen Mo’s strange, distorted voice, Lin Ranhai’s heart skipped a beat. He cried out in alarm, "My family doesn’t have any money! You won’t get anything for kidnapping me. Just let me go, I won’t report this to the police."

"Heh heh heh," Chen Mo sneered. "Just like you said, your family isn’t exactly rolling in cash. If I were after money, what would be the point of kidnapping you?"

The moment those words were out, Lin Ranhai’s asshole clenched. He visibly shrank and stammered, "Th-th-then... then what do you want?"

"You’re in my hands now. Since when is it your turn to ask me questions? From now on, I ask, you answer. Got it? If you can’t answer, or if you lie, you’ll find out what the consequences are. The fact that I could snatch you so easily should tell you how much I know about you. Don’t even think about playing any tricks, or it won’t end well for either of us."

Suddenly, Lin Ranhai felt something cold scrape lightly across his neck.

Unable to see, he instinctively assumed it was a knife.

He panicked even more. "Just ask! As long as I know the answer, I’ll tell you everything!"

"Now, I want you to think very carefully. What exactly did you do on the Friday two weeks ago?"

Chen Mo didn’t deliberately give him a specific time.

Instead, he was making Lin Ranhai recall the entire day from the beginning.

This would both increase the psychological pressure on his captive and obscure his own objective, leaving Lin Ranhai unable to guess what he was after.

Sure enough, hearing Chen Mo’s prompt, Lin Ranhai himself was a little stunned.

’Who can remember something from two weeks ago?’

But just as he was grumbling to himself, he suddenly realized that he could remember. In fact, he could remember it clearly, because he had done something... special that day.

’But should I tell him about it? It doesn’t seem to have anything to do with me being kidnapped.’

"I’ll give you three seconds. If you’re still not talking..."

"No, no, no! I’ll talk, I’ll talk! That Friday, I..."

Lin Ranhai quickly began to recount the events of that Friday from the beginning.

On that Friday, he hadn’t really done much during the day.

He was just horny and thinking about inviting a girl who liked him over to his place so they could do... things.

The girl who liked him was Xiao Yue, who had played a murder mystery game with Chen Mo and the others.

She had confessed her feelings for him, but Lin Ranhai wasn’t particularly interested in her.

He just saw her as a tool he could use to satisfy his... exploratory urges whenever he wanted.

Of course, when he recounted this to Chen Mo, he just said he’d met up with the girl to do homework.

And then they stayed at his place until evening.

"I’ll give you one more chance to choose your words. Are you sure you stayed with the girl until the evening? You have a rather charming face, you know. I imagine it would look quite different with a few drops of... something... on it."

At these words, Lin Ranhai was instantly terrified.

His looks were his best asset. If his face were ruined, his life would be more than half over.

Although Chen Mo hadn’t specified what he’d drip, Lin Ranhai’s mind immediately jumped to sulfuric acid.

He quickly changed his tune. "I was wrong, I was wrong! It was a while ago, I misremembered. I’ll tell you again, I’ll tell you again right now."

"We’ll just say you misremembered. But you’d better think carefully about what will happen if you ’misremember’ again."

Chen Mo picked up a glass bottle and touched it to Lin Ranhai’s cheek. The cold glass instantly convinced Lin Ranhai that Chen Mo was holding a bottle of sulfuric acid.

Terrified, he quickly spilled what he had done that Friday evening.

"That day, I was at home doing homework with my female classmate until the afternoon. Then I went out."

"What did you do when you went out?"

"I went out to..."

"Hmph!"

The cold bottle touched Lin Ranhai’s face again, accompanied by Chen Mo’s cold snort. The sensation made him flinch, and he quickly blurted out, "I went out to my sister’s house."

"Why would you ditch your classmate and go to your sister’s house? I told you to be honest about what you did that day, but you just keep hemming and hawing. It looks like you won’t confess properly until I give you a few drops of this." Chen Mo’s voice grew even colder.

Lin Ranhai could hear the displeasure in his captor’s voice and hurriedly said, "No, no, no! I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything! I went to follow a girl."