Chapter 614: Psychological Intimidation

Chapter 614: Psychological Intimidation (Update 2)

Inside the Interrogation Room. Lin

A battered young man was handcuffed to an interrogation chair.

“Deng Wu, 24 years old, from the Imperial Capital, unemployed…”

Xiao Yu, holding a tablet, stood before the young man and recited every word of his identity and personal details before finally looking at his terrified, trembling face. “I’ve always believed that the death penalty is a form of respect for humanity.”

Deng Wu’s face turned instantly pale, at a loss for words.

“Do you know why I say that?”

Xiao Yu smiled and said, “Because you took lives, imprisoned people until they died, and tortured them to death… The only thing that can balance that is a life taken in return—nothing else will suffice. In my eyes, the death penalty is not only a tribute to the victims, but also a respect for the criminal. We all know that you must pay with your life for murder. You’re well aware of that, yet you continue. If I don’t sentence you to death, then I’m showing you contempt. Don’t you agree?”

“…”

Deng Wu started trembling; his teeth chattered, and he couldn’t say a word.

“You might think that a firing squad is the end of it? No, you’re mistaken.”

Xiao Yu fixed his gaze on the now-convulsing Deng Wu. “Our country currently uses both shooting and lethal injection as methods of execution. Of course, ‘lethal’ is a nuanced term. For example, take 577—why not pull a few techniques from our extensive archive of ancient execution methods? What about our national treasure, Lingchi?”

Deng Wu: …

He remained silent, but… he wet himself.

“Do you know how many cuts Lingchi entails?”

Xiao Yu kindly informed him, “Over three thousand cuts—spread over three days, with a final cut that takes your life. By the way, have you ever wondered why Capital City has its renowned roast duck? One duck is carved into 108 slices. So tell me, what else did the ancient Capital City roast duck chefs do besides carving?”

After saying that, he realized he couldn’t scare him any further.

At that moment, not only had Deng Wu wet himself, but his body also began to convulse slightly.

He was on the brink of a complete mental breakdown.

Are you kidding?

Could a few simple threats really send someone into such a state?

It’s not that simple.

First, a person who commits a crime—especially a heinous one—bears immense psychological pressure.

It’s like a taut rope, ready to snap at any moment.

And then, he was caught. (chdj)

Confronted by beings more terrifying than the police,

next he was locked in the interrogation room.

Now, as he listened to others detail the death penalty and its execution process,

even the steadiest mind can crumble.

That taut rope snapped.

In short, he broke down.

Conversely, if you haven’t committed a crime or done something to weigh on your conscience, this would never happen.

If your conscience is clear, you have nothing to fear—not even ghostly knocks at your door… that’s the principle.

In less than twenty minutes, Xiao Yu emerged from the interrogation room, having obtained what he sought.

Outside, Wang Dong and the others fell into a dead silence.

Everyone stared at Xiao Yu in stunned disbelief.

That was quick, wasn’t it?

“Please, welcome the next victim… suspect!”

Xiao Yu grinned at the crowd.

At that grin, Wang Dong and the others shivered suddenly.

It was as if they were facing a demon flashing a greedy, ferocious smile.

Damn, how terrifying!

The second suspect was a middle-aged man.

This middle-aged man proved even tougher to handle.

With age comes cunning, and he certainly was.

Older and more experienced, his mental fortitude was notably stronger.

Intimidation simply wouldn’t work on him.

“You have two children—a 15-year-old son and a 12-year-old daughter… and our investigation shows you lead a happy married life.”

Xiao Yu glanced at the data on his tablet and smiled as he began.

“Misfortune should not befall one’s family.”

The middle-aged man’s expression shifted. “The state is governed by laws!”

“You think you know the law?”

Xiao Yu chuckled. “Now here’s an interesting question: if someone’s actions are endangering our nation and its people—as though an invader had stormed in—do the laws still apply? How can I be expected to preach compassion and morality when you threaten my country? We’re all adults here; stop being so naive.”

Middle-Aged Man: …

He was left utterly speechless.

“Don’t think that dying wipes everything away—that bearing all the blame by yourself will set things right.”

Xiao Yu glared coldly at the middle-aged man. “I guarantee that from now on, unless I get what I want, you won’t just die—you’ll suffer unbearably, and even your family and loved ones will never know peace. Believe me, my power and capability can make this happen.”

Talking about compassion and morality to a scoundrel?

How many bottles of fake liquor did it take to get you like this?

Holy whore, get out of the way, please! Thank you!

The middle-aged man’s face turned deathly pale in an instant.

“You know, the saying ‘misfortune should not befall one’s family’ is nothing but bullshit—provided you haven’t done anything to drag your family down in the first place.”

Xiao Yu shot a cold look at the middle-aged man. “Do you even understand the consequences of your actions? By the way, when you sent me to the Chamber of Panic, I didn’t even get a chance to introduce myself. I’m not a police officer—I’m with National Security. Do you have any idea how massive your crimes are if even National Security has mobilized its personnel?”

The middle-aged man’s face turned not only pale but also etched with despair.

“You now have one chance.”

Xiao Yu smiled coldly. “Of course you’ll die—completely. But this opportunity might just save your family. You can accept it or reject it; the choice is yours.”

The desperate middle-aged man’s eyes lit up.

Sometimes, death isn’t so frightening.

What is terrifying is dying in utter despair.

But as long as you offer hope…

even when faced with death, one will cling to that hope.

Once that hope is fulfilled, you can find peace—even smile as you die.

Humans are just that strange and contradictory.

In under twenty minutes, Xiao Yu got exactly what he wanted.

He never saw anything wrong with using psychology to manipulate minds.

The question remains: why choose a life of crime and end up in my hands?

Unfortunately, what Xiao Yu was after was scarcely given.

From the interrogation of the two suspects,

he only obtained…

a name, a mobile phone, and a key!

Wen

Xue