"Ha ha ha, don’t get me wrong. I just want to understand the situation. It’s for your own good, of course, I believe it’s yours...." Jin Dewang noticed Zhuang Zhongbing’s expression was wrong and spoke up, "Your wife sent us to invite you to a place."
"Where are we going?"
"Captain Zhuang, that question is quite presumptuous," Jin Dewang said with feigned displeasure. "Do you think you still have a choice?"
"Let’s go, I’ll take you to reunite with your family."
Zhuang Zhongbing’s forehead bulged with veins, and he desperately wanted to pull out his gun and fight these people to the death.
Unfortunately, his wife and child were in their hands.
He dared not take the risk, nor could he afford to.
A needle was jabbed into his chest, and he felt darkness before his eyes as he collapsed forward.
When Zhuang Zhongbing regained consciousness, he found himself in a strange underground basement.
He opened his eyes to see a fat man smiling like a Maitreya Buddha and asked, "Where is this? Where’s my wife?"
Jin Dewang clapped his hands, and the door to the basement room slid open, pushing in a woman with a somewhat swollen face and a prominently swollen belly.
This was Zhuang Zhongbing’s wife, Wang Jing.
"Wife..." Zhuang Zhongbing saw his wife and wanted to stand up and rush over to her.
Sadly, his body simply couldn’t move.
Merely trying to stand up took all his strength.
His arms felt sore and weak, his body as limp as noodles that had been scalded in boiling water.
Zhuang Zhongbing knew he had been poisoned or was under the effect of some potion that sapped a person’s vital energy.
With modern science advancing by the day, any kind of Genetic Potion could be bought.
"Husband..." Wang Jing saw her husband, tears streaming down her face, she cried out pitifully, "Husband, what on earth happened? Why did they kidnap us?"
"I don’t know, I don’t know yet..." Zhuang Zhongbing looked up at his wife, straining to muster a smile, comforting her, "Wife, don’t worry, it’s going to be alright, nothing bad will happen.... You just take good care of yourself, and the baby in your belly, trust me, everything will be fine...."
"I trust you, and you also must be fine," Wang Jing nodded repeatedly, begging, "Husband, you must cooperate with them... Whatever they want, give it to them... For the sake of our child, husband, for our child’s sake..."
"I know." Zhuang Zhongbing nodded firmly and said, "I know..."
Jin Dewang waved his hand, and two black-clad figures dragged the pitifully screaming woman away.
"Don’t harm my child..." Zhuang Zhongbing lay on the ground, roaring furiously.
Unfortunately, even his roar lacked strength.
Jin Dewang squatted down, looked at Zhuang Zhongbing, and said, "We won’t harm your child intentionally; only you have the power to harm them."
"You also heard your wife, telling you to cooperate well with us... She’s a smart woman, and I hope you are too."
"What do you really want? I don’t know what I can do for you."
"First, we don’t kidnap people for no reason. Since we came to you, you actually know very well what this is all about, right?"
"Second, I’m a civilized person, I don’t like to do things like torture for confessions, it’s messy, doesn’t look good... So, whenever I ask something, you answer immediately."
"Third, do not hide anything, never hide anything. You know, us fat guys tend to be impatient... So, if you can’t provide the results I need, then... your wife and child can’t be saved."
"Do you understand what I’ve been saying?"
"Good." Jin Dewang nodded in satisfaction and looked down at Zhuang Zhongbing, saying, "I only have one question... Who instructed you to silence those two people in the Princess’s assassination case at Old Land?"
"..." Zhuang Zhongbing’s face darkened and he remained silent.
Jin Dewang turned to a subordinate and ordered, "Go punch her in the belly."
He paused and then said to Zhuang Zhongbing, "The second time I ask and you don’t answer, kick her. The third time I ask and you don’t answer, stab her."
"Let’s see if your mouth is tougher or your wife’s belly is."
Zhuang Zhongbing panicked, his forehead slick with cold sweat.
As the black-clad figure went to carry out the order, he shouted urgently, "I’ll tell... bring him back, I’ll tell..."