Old Mang felt admiration in his heart.
Zhou Zhiruo is absolutely second to none in the world who can use deceiving people so proficiently.
In the eyes of Mang Lao, Wu Zhe has evolved from a legendary think tank to a certified profiteer. And he's still ruthless, like a gangster.
In just one or two hours, these assassins have already voluntarily surrendered their confession. No punishment, uh, of course a variant of punishment is trauma therapy. Just the simplest training content of Yuan Healing Palace softened the assassin who was almost a dead man.
Who can bear to watch themselves being so abused, and continue to be treated after treatment.
"Are you going to confess?" Wu Zhe asked.
Most of the assassins were willing to confess, including Bai Gong and Hei Gong.
But there is still one who refuses to say it at the moment, gritted his teeth and wanted to insist: "Hmph, the only thing is death! If you want to ask someone to confess, don't even think about it!"
Wu Zhe casually said, "Since there are still people who refuse to confess, let's continue our research and experiment."
"Wow! Liu Laosan! You fucking don't cheat brother!" Bai Gongfeng yelled.
The black priest also shouted: "His name is Liu Laosan, and his house is in Liujia Village, thirty miles north of the city!"
The other assassins also made a noise to supplement.
The stubborn assassin's face turned black, and he rebuked angrily: "Master treats you well, but is so ruthless!"
"You haven't been tortured just now, come and try!" Bai Gongfeng retorted with blood in his mouth.
"That's right! Don't regret it until you have a sharp blade on your body!" The other assassins also persuaded for a while.
The stubborn assassin still refused to let go of his airs. Wu Zhe walked over and said with a smile: "Are you afraid that your reputation will be ruined, aren't you? You are also worried that your family members will be implicated and be retaliated by the master or lack of compensation, right?"
The hard-talking assassin kept a sullen face and said nothing.
"It's useless, and it's useless for you to be stubborn." Wu Zhe whispered to him: "Even if you want to maintain your reputation and become a martyr with the master, you have no hope. I will send people around to spread rumors You were the first to betray, and you leaked the secrets ahead of time to annihilate your team. And then you revealed your master."
"I, I don't want to make a confession, so what can you do?" The assassin's words were a little weak, but he still wanted to persevere.
Wu Zhe spread his hands, looking indifferent, "Even if you refuse to confess, I will put your fingerprint on the confession. Even if the finger is chopped off, it will be your fingerprint. It will be posted in Wudu Streets and alleys. Especially the gate of the eldest prince's mansion..."
Hearing her say [Grand Prince's Mansion Gate], the faces of all the assassins present changed drastically.
Some people even looked at each other, thinking that someone had leaked the secret.
"Actually, you already have my eyes and ears. If it weren't for that, why would Mr. Mang be waiting at the foot of the mountain?" Wu Zhe looked as if we had been prepared.
Only then did everyone suddenly realize that even if they had confessed, it would not be such a bad behavior. After all, they have undercover agents, even if they fail, it is only natural.
The stubborn assassin's face turned black when he heard it, and he gradually lowered his head. He realized that even if he didn't confess, it was meaningless.
Everyone felt the same way. The feeling of guilt in my heart is much less.
Wu Zhe bowed his hand to Mang Lao: "Okay, everyone will confess now. Please take Mang Lao down to arrange manpower to make a written statement."
"I've never seen Miss Zhou operate like this before, I admire it." Mang Lao happily called the guards down the mountain and took everyone down.
Wu Zhe also picked up Bai Gongfu and Hei Gongfu and threw them to the guards, who were bound by tendons.
In fact, even if they are not bound, they have no intention of resisting. The back and forth torment had already turned the two of them into poor wretches of the great suffering level...
"Hey, big sister. This is a rare opportunity, let's try again!" a female disciple begged.
Many female disciples agreed.
The words of these requests frightened the assassins to quicken their steps. One by one, they accelerated their pace very cooperatively and followed the guards down the mountain.
Wu Zhe shook his head with a smile at the female disciples: "Today is almost the same, don't torture people too much. After all, we can't be too cruel, right?"
Can't be too cruel? Who else is more cruel than you? Hearing this sentence, the departing Mang Lao couldn't help slandering himself.
Nothing to say all night.
After lunch the next day, Wu Zhe received embarrassing feedback from the third canteen: some female disciples went to the third canteen to eat, but they all said it was too bad.
The third dining hall is Wu Zhe's most special arrangement. It is an independent cafeteria run by female disciples who volunteer to cook.
The response was not good, so Wu Zhe went to take a look curiously.
When I went to the third dining hall to observe, there were not many disciples who came to eat. A few of the female cooks stood pitifully at the door of the kitchen, wanting to cry when they saw Wu Zhe coming.
"Master, everyone doesn't like the food we cook."
"They say some dishes are delicious and some are not."
"Don't worry, there is a saying that is difficult to agree with." Wu Zhe said a few words of reassurance, and began to understand the specific situation.
The canteen of this era is a standard uniform configuration meal.
The young chefs of the Third Food Hall, according to the usual practice of the Yuan Healing Hall, provided each female student who came to eat with one meat, two vegetables and one meal.
The meat dishes of this era are not the big meat dishes of later generations, but only the degree of meat. If so, it is considered a very good meal for girls from ordinary families. When many female disciples are at home, they only have corn and rice for every meal.
Since the starting point of food in this era is low, why are there food protests? In fact, Wu Zhe should be blamed.
Before, Wu Zhe invested a lot of money in the Yuan Healing Hall to buy people's hearts, and with a large amount of supplies rewarded by the emperor, she raised the food level of the restaurant regardless of the cost.
People's appetite is very easy to be raised. So Wu Zhe brought out the tastes of all the female disciples and turned up the excitement of their taste buds. As a result, conflicts over food in the cafeteria were triggered. Of course, many female disciples complained about the cancellation of entertaining and teaching.
"It tastes good, why would someone say it's not good?" Wu Zhe tasted the lunch dishes in the third food hall, nodded in approval and said, "It's very rare for a dish to be fried in a big pot to this level. "
Lunch is uniform sliced meat with beans, shredded potatoes and baby vegetables. The dishes are not delicious, but they are definitely better than those in the Tianchao school in another world. Wu Zhe made a very fair evaluation in his heart.
After communicating with the chefs of the female disciples, Wu Zhe basically clarified the problem: it is difficult to agree with everyone.
All the little chefs are worried.
Wu Zhe smiled and waved his hands: "It's a small problem, I'll come up with a solution." (To be continued...)