After 100,000 simulated crimes, I became an ace detective.

at this time.

In the basement of the Ghost Bar.

There were no longer painful screams, only weak gasps and hoarse roars remained.

on the ground.

It was already filled with minced meat the size of a pulsating bottle cap, and blood diluted with hydrogen peroxide, which made the smell of blood that had not dissipated become several times stronger again.

The most important thing is...the three professional killers who were arrogant just now, now only have panic and despair in their eyes, as well as a look that seems to be a little numb.

He took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the blood on the meat cleaver.

Su Ming looked at the dancer in front of him who was gasping for air and seemed to be in so much pain that he had no strength to continue screaming in pain. A gentle smile appeared on his face and he spoke slowly.

"Fair enough."

“Now it’s fair to just barely.”

"I'm just a little unsure whether you are satisfied with my Ling Chi punishment? I think... it should be pretty good, right?"

Hearing these words is like an evil spirit.

The dancer, who was now extremely weak, also weakly held his head against the pillar, stared at Su Ming with numb eyes, and pleaded hoarsely.

"Kill...kill me, please."

"Don't... don't torture me anymore, don't continue to torture me."

A plea for mercy for the dancers.

Su Ming showed no emotion at all. Instead, he showed a disdainful expression and continued.

"good."

"Since you, Dancer, are such a famous torture master and are so satisfied with my methods, let's play some other games now."

Speaking of it.

Su Ming suddenly stood up, took off the camera that was originally placed on the back, took it in his hand, pointed it at the weak three people, and took pictures carefully, especially the wound on the arm.

After filming.

Su Ming came to the dancers again, holding up the camera in his hand and smiling like an evil ghost.

"All right."

"Now that there are cameras to record and assist in doing fair things, then I have to say the rules."

"Next, I'll give you another chance."

"Now the second round of punishment has begun, but if anyone can tell a piece of information about the king, the poker organization, or your killer team, I will let him skip the second round of punishment."

"This is the pain of missing twenty dollars for the first time. I think...this game is very beneficial to you, but you have to grasp it well."

"To be fair, let the dancers start first this time."

"I will give you three seconds. If within three seconds, you do not give me satisfactory information, then this rare opportunity will slip through your fingers."

"three!"

"two......"

When Su Ming hadn't finished his second to last sentence.

The already extremely weak dancer said hoarsely without any hesitation when faced with this special choice.

"Renee!"

“The king’s real name is Reni!!!”

The words fell.

Su Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, then shrugged his shoulders in disappointment, pointed the camera at the dancer, and said regretfully.

"Oh, what a pity."

"Dancer, I thought... you would give me a chance to start the second round, but it seems... you still seized this rare opportunity."

"However, I'm not very satisfied with this information. I'll have to get something valuable next time."

Done.

Su Ming came to the python, pointed the camera at him, and continued.

"Hey, Bro."

"Don't keep pretending to be dead. It's your turn now. Remember you only have three seconds."

He saw Su Ming leaving in front of him.

The dancer couldn't help but feel relieved. He really didn't want to bear the painful punishment just now.

Even though he knew he was dead this time.

But if you can suffer less, it is undoubtedly something worth fighting for.

The most important thing is...it seems that there is no longer any need to continue to conceal the information about the king.

Su Ming looked at the python, which was also weak and suspended by adrenaline and glucose, and was about to start the three-second countdown.

The python that could bear the most pain before had a ferocious expression on its face. It glared at Su Ming with wide eyes. It seemed that it used all the strength in its body to roar loudly.

"You bastard."

"Either kill me first. You'll never get any information from me. I'm definitely not a useless weakling like a dancer."

For the roar of the python.

Su Ming shrugged nonchalantly, put down the camera in his hand, took out the meat cleaver again and began to sharpen it, indicating something.

"Good, Bro."

"You are very courageous. It seems that you want to experience this second round of Ling Chi. I will satisfy you. I will definitely do my best to satisfy you 100%."

Speaking of it.

Su Ming stopped talking, pointed the meat cleaver at the python's face, and continued without any emotion.

"However, this time I want to remind you first."

"In order to make you feel it more deeply, I decided...to put ten knives on your face this round, and the other ten knives will be on the original wound on the arm."

"what do you think?"

He didn't even wait for the python to answer.

Su Ming then pressed his head hard, pointed the meat cleaver at his cheekbone, and pressed hard to open a wound the size of a pulsating bottle cap.

"Uh-ah-ah-"

Just after digging a hole, the python began to wail in pain.

The face has more nerves, and the pain of being dug into a hole is obviously several times more intense than that of the arm.

He looked at the miserable condition of the python with his peripheral vision.

The dancer's throat felt tight and dry, and the panic in her heart filled her eyes.

He didn't know...who the man next to him was, and why he could do such a thing without any emotion or facial expression fluctuations? Jianshou is no different from the devil.

The python's choice to continue to keep secrets has become equated with a fool in the dancer's mind. In such a desperate and powerless situation, he still feels the need to conceal information and secrets.

But at the same time, the dancer was also secretly glad... that he had not chosen to conceal the information just now.

Three minutes later.

With the end of the second round.

Five blood holes the size of bottle caps appeared on the python's face, making it look particularly ferocious.

But Su Ming skillfully avoided important blood vessels, and the hydrogen peroxide also temporarily stopped the bleeding, so that the python would only feel full of pain and not die.

After the end of the second round against the Python.

Su Ming did not look at the python that seemed to have only one breath left. Instead, he came to the skunk with the camera, raised his head and smiled.

"Bro."

"It's your turn now."

"Just like the first two people, you have three seconds to think about it, choose to make five holes in your face, or... tell me that information that is no longer important."

The skunk had just heard the python's wail, and the tragic sight of five bloody holes dug out on his face made him feel numb and frightened in his heart.

But unlike the dancer... he and the python were both former comrades of Reni, and they could safely leave their backs to each other.

And if it weren't for Reni, he and Python would have died on the chaotic battlefield in the Middle East a few years ago, and there would be no chance of surviving until now.

"three!"

"two!!"

"one!!!"

Just as the skunk was hesitating, Su Ming's countdown also ended.

The originally tangled skunk heard the end of the countdown, and the tragic situation of the python suddenly appeared in his mind, and he quickly spoke without caring about anything else.

"My code name is Skunk, and his code name is Python. We were both mercenary comrades of the King in the Middle East."

Looking at the skunk's anxious and panicked words.

Su Ming narrowed his eyes, then shook his head with regret and sighed.

"Skunk, huh?"

"It's a pity, skunk, it's such a pity."

"I said, three seconds, you only have three precious seconds."

"What were you hesitating about just now? Do you know... Because of your worthless hesitation, even if you tell the truth now, you still have to bear the second round of Ling Chi."

"Hey, just bear with me, I'll try my best to do it as quickly as possible."

Done.

Su Ming pressed the meat cleaver on the skunk's face without hesitation, and his desperate screams instantly filled the entire basement of the Evil Ghost Bar...