Zhou Guangcai was still recuperating in the small building next to the barracks, so why did Shen Hao come here with Wang Jian and Zhang Liao, sneaking around to this interrogation chamber?
Because inside the interrogation chamber, there was a man who was supposed to be dead.
Pushing open the door, what came into view was a prisoner tied to a cross pillar, his entire body's joints locked, and his head covered with a black cloth bag.
This man was covered in wounds, mostly superficial, all simply treated, leaving him bare and shriveled like a dried-out chicken.
Wang Jian walked over and yanked off the black cloth bag covering the prisoner's head, revealing a pale yet still rather delicate face.
"Wen Renhai, yesterday your family sent people to rescue you, but they were ambushed by another group who also managed to collapse our dungeon. Looks like whoever wants you dead is in a real hurry. Can you guess who it might be?"
