The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Because it was too late, Wenhui simply stayed at the Six Nations Hotel tonight.

The night is as dark as ink, and everything is silent.

A ghostly figure quietly emerged under the dim light of the corridor.

Then, he went straight to the third floor quietly.

When he arrived at Wenhui's door, the figure seemed to blend into the air.

With a "whoosh", it silently penetrated the door and sneaked into the room.

In the room, Wenhui was sleeping soundly on the bed, snoring loudly.

Unaware of the impending crisis.

The shadow came to the bed and stretched out his index finger lightly.

The fingertips flashed with a strange light and gently touched Wenhui's eyebrows.

"Earthly Evil Technique - Marry Dream!"

The low and distant sound of the spell echoed in my heart.

Suddenly, Wenhui's consciousness became blurred.

In his dream, he was trapped in a bizarre space.

He sat on the torture chair with his hands and feet tied tightly.

No matter how hard he struggled, it was to no avail.

A figure whose face could not be seen clearly suddenly walked towards me.

Wen Hui forced himself to remain calm and shouted, "Do you know who I am? Let me go, or you will bear the consequences!"

The figure just smiled and didn't answer.

Instead, he raised his hand and pulled it out suddenly!

Snapped!

A crisp slap sounded.

Wenhui was immediately slapped hard in the face.

A trace of blood suddenly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Anger suddenly surged in my heart.

"You dare to hit me? I will punish you severely and put you in jail, where you will never stand up again!"

Faced with his threats that appeared strong but were actually weak, the other party still did not give any response.

With a flip of his wrist, a gleaming dagger appeared in his hand.

Punch it down hard!

"what!!!"

Wenhui suddenly let out a heart-wrenching roar.

"Now, can you talk to me properly?"

The person in front of him finally spoke.

What came out was a hoarse sound.

"can……"

Wenhui finally got scared and nodded tremblingly.

"very good."

The man's mouth curled up into a smile.

Then, the two began to ask and answer questions.

After a while, the shadow slowly withdrew its fingers.

His eyes suddenly opened, revealing a deep meaning.

He was silent for a moment, glanced towards the next room, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Then his figure flashed, and he stepped into the wall. His figure gradually blurred and disappeared.

Shortly after the phantom left, Wenhui suddenly woke up from his sleep.

woohoo-

He was breathing heavily.

It was as if I had just been pulled back from the brink of death.

He touched his forehead, which was covered in sweat, and his heart was beating wildly.

"It was just a dream..."

Wenhui murmured to himself, and his tense nerves slowly relaxed when he realized it was a false alarm.

But recalling the scene in his dream, he still felt a lingering fear.

Because the dream was so real, so real that he could hardly tell whether it was reality or fantasy.

but……

Luckily it was just a dream.

Otherwise, the secret revealed in the dream would be enough to plunge him into eternal damnation!

Secretary Liu next door was sweating all over, with his eyes closed and a painful expression on his face.

Under his eyelids, his eyeballs kept moving, as if he was experiencing a horrible nightmare.

……

Soon, Lin Mo, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, opened his eyes suddenly, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Commissioner Zhao?"

He whispered to himself, with a hint of disbelief in his tone.

Just now, Lin Mo used the Disha Marry Dream Technique.

A realistic interrogation room was constructed in Wenhui's dream.

After some threats, Wenhui finally revealed the true identity of the boss behind him.

It turned out to be Commissioner Zhao, the right-hand man of the President.

This person has great power and a prominent position.

Lin Mo suddenly remembered that the shocking explosion of Mr. Song’s ship a few years ago seemed to be inextricably linked to this Commissioner Zhao.

I didn't expect that he would start reselling arms now. He is so bold.

Lin Mo couldn't help but wonder if the President was also playing a role in this dirty deal?

If this scandal were made public, it would inevitably cause an uproar and leave countless people dumbfounded.

But Lin Mo knew very well that speculation and conjecture alone would not be enough to shake Commissioner Zhao's foundation.

Solid evidence is the sharp weapon to reveal the truth.

Unfortunately, he didn't get many valuable clues from Wenhui.

Because Commissioner Zhao is a very cautious person by nature.

They did things very carefully, so there was hardly any evidence left.

At this moment, an idea flashed in Lin Mo's mind.

Suddenly I remembered the letter I found on Shang Zhi.

This letter was most likely written by Commissioner Zhao himself.

If we can find Commissioner Zhao's handwriting for comparison, perhaps we can confirm the authenticity of the letter.

Combined with the account book in the Citibank safe, the chain of evidence is perfect.

As for how to obtain Commissioner Zhao's handwriting, Lin Mo didn't intend to worry too much about it.

He was secretly calculating in his mind.

The Su family should at least do something about it, right?

You can't expect him to do everything alone.

Lin Mo's interrogation of Wen Hui was completed in a dream.

Therefore, when Wenhui woke up, he would only feel that it was an illusory dream.

As for the Secretary Liu who took advantage of his power, Lin Mo taught him a small lesson.

He used the secret technique of "Nightmare Curse" learned from the Nanyang sorcerer Shang Zhi to silently cast a curse on Secretary Liu.

From then on, Secretary Liu's nights would be filled with endless fear and torture, and he would never have a good night's sleep again.

After everything was sorted out, Lin Mo lay down contentedly and fell into a deep sleep.

…………

The next morning, the sky was just beginning to turn pale.

Lin Mo, who was still asleep, was suddenly awakened by Xu Baili's hurried knock on the door.

"Team Leader Lin, get up quickly! Charles is missing!"

Xu Baili looked nervous.

Charles is missing?

Lin Mo sat up suddenly.

When he first heard the news, he didn't believe it.

Yesterday he repeatedly told Charles that he should stay at home for the next few days in order to avoid danger and seek good fortune.

He felt that Charles should be obedient for the sake of his happiness in the second half of his life.

But Xu Baili is not a joker, and his face is full of seriousness at this moment.

Lin Mo frowned and quickly got up, getting dressed and washing up while asking what was going on.

Xu Baili said he had carefully checked the situation in Charles' room.

The room was as clean as before, with no signs of fighting or dragging.

This means that the other party may have gone out on his own initiative!

This is strange!

"Maybe he was too bored and went out shopping?" Lin Mo asked.

"Judging from the current signs, it should be unlikely!"

Xu Baili shook his head and denied Lin Mo's guess. "There was someone on duty at the front desk of the hotel at night, but after asking, they said they didn't see anyone go out."

Lin Mo recalled what he had asked Wenhui last night.

Not long after, he fell asleep and didn't notice anything unusual.

It seems that Charles most likely slipped away quietly in the second half of the night when everyone was asleep.

"Let's send someone out to look for him first. Maybe he has something urgent to do and will be back in the afternoon."

Lin Mo comforted Xu Baili and told him not to be too nervous.

"I hope so!"

Xu Baili sighed.

"If I had known it would be so troublesome, I would not have taken this job."