Chapter 143: The Exclusive Secret Technique

All of this began because of her. If the news were true, it would be one thing. But judging by the current situation, there was clearly more to the matter. Guided by Lady Wang, his first reaction upon seeing Mu Lan with Lu Yunshu was a sense of betrayal.

Moreover, blinded by rage at the time, he had no patience to hear any explanation and struck decisively.

As for Lady Wang herself, upon catching the murderous glint in Luo Kui’s eyes, she involuntarily recoiled, her expression turning pale in an instant.

By now, she clearly understood that Luo Kui intended to settle scores after the fact. She now despised Shen Yuqin deeply—damned fool, how could she be so quick to believe rumors? She had brought this disaster upon herself.

“Sir, please wait a moment. I might have an idea that could make him talk,” one of the guards murmured thoughtfully to Luo Kui.

“How long would it take?”

Luo Kui was surprised; he hadn’t expected this deadlock, which he himself couldn’t break, to have a solution proposed by a mere guard.

However, as he had said before, he could not afford to waste too much time here. If he delayed any longer, when Gu Hanguang arrived, unforeseen complications would surely arise.

He had to strike first. Only by completely cutting off Gu Hanguang’s options could he force the other party to concede on his terms.

The guard hesitated briefly before answering, “No more than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. If he still refuses to talk after that, we can execute him immediately.”

In truth, the guard himself was unsure exactly how long it would take.

His suggestion was a spur-of-the-moment idea, motivated by the same desire as Lady Wang’s—to gain Luo Kui’s favor and thus secure promotion to head of the guards.

Once that happened, there would be an endless stream of rewards awaiting him.

As for the other guards witnessing this, their feelings were conflicted. Perhaps driven by jealousy, they didn’t really want this plan to succeed.

Originally, everyone stood on equal footing, but with one suddenly surging ahead, it was only natural for other sentiments to arise. This was human nature, perfectly understandable.

“Very well. From now on, he’s entirely in your hands. How you proceed is your business—I only care about the final outcome,” Luo Kui nodded. A tea’s worth of time was acceptable; in such a brief period, hardly any change could occur.

Just as the guard said, if nothing was achieved after a tea’s time, they would revert to the previous decision and execute him at once.

“Sir, watch closely. What I’m about to use is my secret technique—ten times more powerful than any so-called torture,” the guard declared confidently.

“Oh?”

A spark of genuine interest finally flickered across Luo Kui’s face.

He had initially held little hope, but hearing the guard’s bold claim stirred a slight emotion within him.

He was well-versed in torture methods himself. Every so-called torture was loathed and feared, a subject no one wished to discuss. Yet here stood a guard who dared claim his method surpassed all others tenfold.

If the guard was not bluffing, then this terrifying technique must truly exist.

In fact, Luo Kui leaned toward the latter; the man wouldn’t dare joke with him.

In truth, the only way to make someone confess was through coercion and inducement.

If the suspect still refused to speak honestly, it meant the punishment was insufficient. Everyone has limits to endurance—once those limits were broken, confession would follow.

Of course, there were rare few who never yielded, but Luo Kui had yet to encounter such a case. Many appeared resolute before torture but crumbled immediately after.

The guard respectfully explained, “Sir, when I was among the living, one of my ancestors held the position of prison warden. His methods of punishing criminals were numerous and brutal, striking terror into all who faced him.”

“The reason my ancestor was so feared was due to a unique interrogation technique he invented. While it was of little practical use in battle, in terms of torment, it was unmatched—something the world has rarely seen, and I have yet to discover anything comparable.”

“Even the ten most infamous tortures known to the government together cannot compare to my ancestor’s secret technique. To be blunt, those ten tortures don’t even come close.”

“What is the essence of this technique?” Luo Kui asked, intrigued.

“Unlike ordinary tortures, my ancestor’s method not only ravages the body but also assaults the spirit. Under this dual onslaught, most with weak willpower cannot endure even a moment.”

“Even those with strong will eventually break down over time. There are only two possible outcomes: either the suspect confesses, or they are tortured to death without yielding.”

“After my death, the original technique could no longer be used as before—ghosts lack physical bodies. So I modified it based on the original.”

“Without changing its principle, I gradually transformed it from a dual torment of body and soul into one that targets only the spirit, yet its power remains undiminished, even surpassing before.”

Previously, the technique’s power was split in two; now it was unified.

Luo Kui nodded thoughtfully. The guard’s words were quite convincing—he believed them almost entirely.

As the guard finished speaking, a faint trace of unease appeared on Lu Yunshu’s face.

Though he had resigned himself to death, facing such inhuman torment before dying was something he could not accept.

The guard carefully reviewed the steps he needed to take. Since arriving in the Ghost City, he had rarely employed this technique.

He had always served as Luo Kui’s protector and had no right to interfere in government interrogations.

He didn’t even have the opportunity to question suspects. With no one requiring his services, this was his only option.

The Secret Book House