340 Zhuo Yixians Big Case (2/2)

This discovery had excited Zhuo Yixian greatly. After locking down on the secret chamber, he had subsequently found out that blood-colored mist and winds had appeared in that region that night as well!

All the evidence had led Zhuo Yixian to believe that Wang Baole had done something unspeakable that night. It had something to do with the blood-colored mist and winds!

Zhuo Yixian had realized that this was a big case. He had then become more cautious. He had continued his secret investigation. After locating the deleted segment of the video recording, he had contacted a specialist in that area in his family clan to restore the deleted recording to the best of his ability. He had secretly sent the jade slip over to the specialist.

The restoration would take some time, but Zhuo Yixian had felt his evidence foolproof. In the heat of the moment, he had not been able to contain his impatience at seeing Wang Baole's pale face drained of blood. That had been why he had summoned Wang Baole earlier.

He had thought then, that if Wang Baole had tried to resist out of fear, it would have been perfect.

Wang Baole hadn't done that and instead had gone along without making a fuss. However, now, as Zhuo Yixian watched the expression on Wang Baole's face and heard what he had said, he was beyond excited and gleeful. He placed his hands behind his back and smirked.

”Wang Baole, I heard you were in charge of disciplinary matters while in the Ethereal Dao College. Don't you know that we, at the Colony Disciplinary Order… are in charge of finding out precisely the kind of things people wish to hide?”

”There wouldn't be a need for us Colony Disciplinary Order if you're willing to confess everything. Let me tell you, Wang Baole. What you've committed is a serious crime. Even if you try to keep your lips sealed… I'll still have a way to make you talk!” Zhuo Yixian narrowed his eyes when he said that. An icy glimmer flashed across his eyes. Excitement surged inside him. He sneered inwardly, laughing at the state that Wang Baole had gotten himself into!

Wang Baole stared at Zhuo Yixian. He could sense the latter's excitement. A strange feeling unfurled inside him. From where he was standing, Zhuo Yixian was racing furiously towards his inevitable downfall…

After all, the high officials' autobiographies had been clear on this point… it was a sin to dig into the private matters of one's superior. It was the worst crime one could commit!

I wonder what Li Wan'er was thinking. Maybe she was too busy with other matters and didn't realize this was happening? Maybe this is a test? Is a test really necessary… it's highly likely that Zhuo Yixian carried out an independent investigation secretly… Wang Baole muttered inwardly. He saw how arrogant and confident Zhuo Yixian was, and sighed. Then, he revealed a look of uncertainty on his face. It was as if he was torn. He gritted his teeth and forced blood to surface in the veins in his eyes. He raised his head and said loudly.

”I'm not saying anything!”

The more Wang Baole presented himself this way, the more excited Zhuo Yixian got. It was as if spring had arrived, and his heart burst into song. A cold glint flickered in his eyes. He slammed the table before Wang Baole suddenly.

The table, made from special material, made a loud thud. It was deafening and inspired fear. Zhuo Yixian's voice carried a hint of threat and violence as it rang out loudly in the room.

”Wang Baole, the Colony Disciplinary Order has thirty-six ways of getting our suspects to talk. How many do you think you can withstand? I'll ask you another time. Are you going to talk?”

Wang Baole hesitated when he heard about torture. He was deliberating whether he should just say something. It was then that suddenly, the doors to the secret room swung open. Seven to eight expressionless cultivators in black robes walked in. At the head of the group was Li Wan'er!

She had a cold expression on her face like she usually did. She walked in, with her well-endowed form and frost in her eyes!

As soon as Wang Baole saw Li Wan'er, he lengthened his neck immediately. His neck turned red, and his veins popped out from his forehead. He yelled at the top of his voice, as if in the face of death.

”Zhuo Yixian, I, Wang Baole, would rather die than tell you what happened that night!”