Chapter 88 Sprite

didn't think he should let things rest.He had already gathered some information about Xia Tian and found out that he was merely an employee of Xinxin Flower Shop, with no money or connections to speak...Chapter 87: Coercive Interrogation with Silver Needles

Summer came to the Qiao family for the first time. Although Xiaoqiao Qiao lived in the Jia Building, it wasn't truly considered the Qiao residence; the real Qiao residence was a sprawling compound of buildings that included villas and ordinary houses as well as gardens and swimming pools.

The land where the Qiao family's compound stood was located within the city center. In such an area where land is extremely valuable, it would be unlikely for anyone to own such a large plot of land; however, several decades ago when land prices were still relatively low, the Qiao family bought this piece of land. Therefore, even though the land now has significant value, nobody could question its ownership.

The Qiao family was recognized as the number one clan in Jianghai City but it wasn't generally believed to be as wealthy as the Ye family. However, some people said that if the value of this piece of land were factored in, the Qiao family would actually be richer than the Ye family. Of course, everyone knew that the Qiao family wouldn't sell this plot of land; it was their foundation.

The car drove through the main gate and headed straight to a row of ordinary houses at the back of the compound, where the location for the interrogation arranged by Qiao Donghai was situated. Clearly, Qiao Donghai wasn’t doing something like this for the first time.

Qiao Donghai had been waiting for Summer even though it had only been less than two hours since their last meeting. He couldn't help but admit that his impression of Summer had changed once again: The guy simply took Xiaoqiao Qiao out on a tour and managed to deal with the two assassins, which wasn’t something an ordinary person could achieve.

"Summer, why don't you let my people handle this interrogation" Qiao Donghai suggested. "I believe they can get these two to talk."

Qiao Donghai was being kind and felt Summer didn't need to personally interrogate such characters; it could be left to the professionals.

"No thanks, I'll handle it myself." Summer declined the offer. Of course, Qiao Donghai didn’t know that Summer himself could also be considered a professional, perhaps even more so than his subordinates.

"Alright then." Qiao Donghai didn't force the issue either, "Little Qiao, you should rest first. You don’t need to see this."

"Let Little Qiao stay here with us; I can't assure there won't be a third killer," Xia Tian was worried and pulled Little Qiao into the room.

"This... Xia Tian, that doesn't seem right Little Qiao is a girl. Seeing such a scene might give her nightmares at night." Qiao Donghai felt torn between laughter and tears; how could he let Little Qiao see such brutal scenes

"Don’t worry, there won’t be any bloody scenes," Xia Tian knew what Qiao Donghai was thinking but didn't seem to care.

Qiao Donghai realized that he truly couldn't communicate with Xia Tian because this kid had no intention of communicating from the start. Once Xia Tian decided on something and spoke about it, his mind wouldn’t change.

The two killers were thrown onto the ground. Xia Tian walked in and used silver needles to pierce both of them a few times. Both of them immediately opened their eyes but found that they couldn't move at all.

The pain on their bodies was still clear, especially for the assassin wearing police uniform; the pain from being shot three times never ceased. In comparison, the one in Real Madrid’s jersey felt much better—he just had a lingering headache.

Both of them looked at Xia Tian with fear in their eyes. There wasn't any information about this person in their files, but this person’s strength far surpassed everyone they had encountered before.

"Who are you" The first one to speak was the assassin wearing Real Madrid's jersey, not Xia Tian.

"I'm Xia Tian, the 'Xia' from summer, and the 'Tian' in 'the best under heaven.'" Xia Tian brought a stool over and sat down across from the hitman. He casually picked up Qiao Xiaoqiao and placed her on his lap. "You want to kill my wife but don't even know who I am; that’s your biggest failure."

"My codename is Thirty-Six, you can call me 36," said the hitman with a grin. "Since I’m in your hands now, let’s just say I’ve accepted my fate. Kill me."

“Of course, we won’t give up anything even if it means death,” the uniformed hitman chimed in.

"As expected of professionals," Xia Tian shot a glance at the uniformed hitman. "I know you want to die quickly, but unfortunately for you, I won't let that happen unless I get what I need from you."

“Even if you’re skilled, your intelligence is lacking. Do you really think we’d reveal anything under torture” scoffed the uniformed hitman.

Xia Tian held up a silver needle and suddenly jabbed it into the uniformed hitman's body.

"Ah!" The uniformed hitman, caught off guard, let out a short, sharp cry but quickly stopped. He looked at Xia Tian with disdain. "Is that all you've got"

“Actually, my previous needle just made your pain receptors more sensitive. In other words, it makes you fear pain even more than usual. Of course, right now, you might not feel much different because I’ve only increased the sensitivity by ten times. Wait until I put a few more needles in and increase it to a hundred or even a thousand times; then just a slap will make you suffer unbearably.” Xia Tian picked up another silver needle and jabbed again. “I know you might not believe me, but right now you should feel an increased pain.”

"Ah...” the uniformed hitman let out another piercing scream but quickly clenched his teeth to suppress it. His face was drenched in sweat, clearly at the edge of his tolerance.

"In fact, no one in this world is invincible. Everyone has a limit to how much pain they can endure. Unfortunately for you, your limits are meaningless against me. I have the ability to amplify your sense of pain infinitely; even minor discomfort will be unbearable for you." Summer smiled at the police uniform-wearing assassin, "Don't you think that being an assassin from the Shadow Squad makes you special or superior"

"You... How do you know about the Shadow Squad" The police uniform-wearing assassin's face changed dramatically.

"I know a lot of things. For example, your assassins are actually divided into four ranks: twelve gold medal assassins, twenty-four silver medal assassins, thirty-six bronze medal assassins, and one hundred eight lowest-ranked assassins who have the code name '36'. Obviously, they are the lowest rank. As for you, it seems like your strength is a bit better. Could you be a bronze medal assassin" Summer rattled off all this information in one breath before shaking his head, "Today I am not interested in finding out who leads your Shadow Squad or anything like that. Given your status, you wouldn’t know such things anyway."

"So what exactly do you want to know then" The guy with the code name '36' asked.

"Well, who hired you guys to kill my wife" Summer inquired.

"Since you are well-informed about our organization, you should know that we wouldn’t be able to find out such a secret matter given our ranks," the assassin with the code name '36' said indifferently.

"Oh, what you say is true. I was just asking casually." Summer suddenly raised his hand and injected another needle into the police uniform-wearing assassin’s body; this time the assassin let out a scream so loud that it echoed throughout the room for tens of seconds before he passed out cold.

After knocking out the police uniform-wearing assassin, Summer turned to look at the one with code name '36': "He has fainted. That’s his luck. However, I am actually a divine doctor; I have ways to keep someone awake indefinitely. If you don't want to suffer like him, it would be best if you did not lie."

"I’m already destined to die anyway, so what's the point of lying All I hope is that you will honor your promise and give me a quick death," the assassin with code name '36' responded straightforwardly. "Just remember though, since you know my status isn't high up, it means I don’t have access to many secrets."

"There's something I believe you should know. Besides the two of you, is there anyone else who came to kill my wife this time" Xia Tian asked slowly and calmly.

"According to our intelligence department’s assessment, either one of us would be sufficient to complete the mission. The reason we sent two people was mainly because Miss Qiao has a special status. To prevent any unforeseen circumstances, no other assassins were dispatched by the organization besides us," Code Name 36 responded without hesitation.

"If you both die, how long would it take for your organization to send new assassins" Xia Tian asked again.

"That's hard to say. If we fail, the intelligence department will reassess the situation, which is a process that requires time. I believe at least one week would be needed before a new assassin is sent out," Code Name 36 still replied without much hesitation.

Xia Tian asked several more questions and then injected a needle into Code Name 36, making him unable to speak. He then gave the police uniform-wearing assassin several injections to wake him up.

"How about it now Are you willing to talk" Xia Tian asked calmly, "If you don't say anything, I will keep you awake and with a thousand times increased sensitivity to pain."

"Y-you want to know what" the police uniform-wearing assassin croaked.

...

Half an hour later, Xia Tian walked out of the room with Qiao Xiaoqiao in his arms. Qiao Donghai looked at Xia Tian and was speechless. Although this so-called interrogation wasn’t bloody or violent, it was surprisingly effective, leaving him with no choice but to be impressed.

Unfortunately, although effective, these two individuals' knowledge is limited. They couldn't provide any information about the client. The only gain was that they knew Qiao Xiaqiao wouldn’t be bothered by assassins for almost a week.

"Xiaoqiao, it's getting late. Why don't you and Xia Tian stay here tonight" Qiao Donghai suggested.

"No, I need to go back to the Qiao Building," Qiao Xiaqiao firmly refused because she was used to staying there.

"Alright then, I'll have someone take you over." Qiao Donghai couldn't do anything about this cousin of his.

At that moment, Xia Tian's phone rang.

"Little rascal, it’s me!" A voice came through the phone, which was Liu Meng. "Where are you"

"Sis Meng, have you come back" Xia Tian asked in return.

"No, Mom says I've become disconnected from society and needs me to stay at home for a while before I can look for you," Liu Meng sounded a little unhappy. "Little rascal, why don't you come look for me instead"oportion, things became much easier to handle."Leng Bingbing, if I don't beat you to a pulp, then I don't have the surname Lei... uh..." Lei Jun continued his tough act, but Leng Bingbing kicked him i...