This Is Simply a Demon!

The sudden attack completely caught Labul off guard. Stunned by the fall, his mind went blank for a good while before he could react. Filled with anger and fear, he questioned, "Mr. Lott, what are you doing? The [Ship Gang] has never provoked the Pedrol Family... Don't forget, the port is our territory. I advise you to..."

Labul threatened him with a stern voice, but before he could finish, Lynn yanked his other arm, breaking it, and then tossed the shrimp-shaped strongman onto the ground.

"I ask, you answer. Understand? Cooperating will be good for all of us!" Lynn crouched down, staring at Labul, and spoke directly.

The tall strongman was sweating profusely from the pain, but he gritted his teeth and endured it without a sound, glaring fiercely at Lynn as if he wanted to devour him alive. His mind raced, but he couldn't fathom why the son of Baron Pedrol would attack him.

Could it be that some careless worker in the [Ship Gang] had accidentally angered him?

As he was thinking, Lynn's voice cut through.

"First question... Name!"

Labul stared, feeling insulted. Wasn't it obvious?

"Answer!" Lynn's voice was cold. After waiting for two seconds, he suddenly drew the dagger from Labul's waist and swiftly and decisively plunged it towards Labul's right hand.

"La... Labul..."

The tall strongman yelled with all his might, not wanting to lose his precious right hand over such a stupid question.

Lynn's actions didn't stop. Under Labul's terrified gaze, the dagger pierced through his clasped fingers from top to bottom.

Labul's back was soaked, but the expected pain didn't come. He looked down and realized the dagger was stuck directly between his clenched fingers.

"You have one second to answer each question. There won't be a next time!" Lynn said coldly, then asked the next question.

"Gender!"

"Male!" Labul gritted his teeth and replied, completely regarding the man before him as a madman.

"Hometown... Hmm, that is, where you were born!"

Lynn continued to bombard Labul with questions, starting with those that required no thought, then moving to more intricate ones, from his daily activities to the [Ship Gang]'s trade goods and routes.

If Labul hesitated for even a moment, Lynn would break one of his fingers.

In just a few minutes, Labul had six fingers broken, the pain making him somewhat delirious.

"Alright, since you've forgotten which foot you stepped out of your room with three days ago, I'll ask you a simpler question." Lynn sighed helplessly, then changed his tone and suddenly asked, "Where is Lame Laud?"

"He's..." Labul instinctively started to answer, but stopped the next moment, his expression terrified as he shook his head. "I... I don't know."

"I told you, if you cooperate, it'll be good for everyone!" Lynn sighed helplessly. In truth, he wasn't skilled at interrogation; his knowledge was something he'd crammed in overnight.

But Labul clearly wasn't going to cooperate, so he had to resort to more aggressive methods.

Lynn's gaze sharpened. The entire [Ship Gang] was formed by pirates who had "gone straight." According to Labul's confession, besides sailing and transporting goods, they also organized various illegal activities in private.

Such as disguising themselves as pirates to raid ships, human trafficking, smuggling contraband, fighting and killing, and so on... If this were his past life, Labul's actions would warrant a hundred deaths to appease public outrage!

"Have you heard of the flaying method?" Lynn asked slowly.

Flaying?

Labul shivered, then heard Lynn continue, "Start by cutting along the spine, splitting the skin on the back in half, then slowly cut along the grain of the muscle with a knife. The action must be swift, completed before the target bleeds to death..."

Lynn incessantly lectured Labul on ancient torture methods from a certain country, describing them vividly and in detail, even specifying how to cut, how much blood would be lost, and how many minutes each step should take.

Labul had already collapsed onto the ground, completely terrified. He had no doubt that the madman before him would skin him alive. Trembling, he stammered, "Lord Lott, I truly don't know the whereabouts of Leader Laud."

"Is that so? But I heard you are Lame Laud's most trusted subordinate!" Lynn sneered.

"Actually, Mr. Laud never trusts anyone..." Labul explained, his fear palpable. "I only know he left Harbor Town three days ago..."

"It's okay if you don't want to talk, we have plenty of time to play slowly!" Lynn stood up and brushed the dust off his pants. While researching interrogation techniques last night, he'd come across many interesting and harmless methods, which he could now try!

Half an hour later, Labul was completely limp on the ground, on the verge of collapse from the dual torture of mind and body. Faced with Lynn's questioning, he revealed everything, even confessing to having secretly pocketed an entire ship's cargo and faked a shipwreck.

However, regarding Laud's whereabouts, Labul remained ignorant. After trying several methods to break him mentally, Lynn had to admit that the man might not be faking it.

According to the information Labul provided, Laud had left two days ago, which was the day after Antioch led his men to raid Ur Town. Coincidentally, the [Drunkard] tavern he had visited was also raided by the Holy See that same day, and Old Hawke's whereabouts remain unknown.

It was likely that Lame Laud had received the news at that time and had gone into hiding out of fear.

Only a few high-ranking members of the [Ship Gang] knew that he was not in Harbor Town.

"It seems your most capable assistant was just a facade!" Lynn looked at the limp Labul on the ground and shook his head helplessly.

Labul did indeed know many secrets of the [Ship Gang], but his knowledge of someone secretly transporting supplies to the Land of Wizards was very limited. He only knew that every Moon Day, Laud personally oversaw the transportation of several large ships, but Labul didn't know where these ships were headed.

Lynn pondered for a long time. The man's caution and cunning were beyond his expectations. Laud had probably long prepared for the possibility of his high-ranking members betraying him or being captured.

However, Laud couldn't possibly sail across the sea alone. This meant that there must be some more core members within the [Ship Gang] responsible for this matter... and other peripheral members served as cover, taking orders from Labul, and being discarded as pawns when danger arose.

Lynn recalled the names and experiences of the various leaders in the [Ship Gang] that he had learned from Labul.

Everyone seemed like a potential hidden pawn planted by Laud.

As he pondered, a thought suddenly struck Lynn's mind.

Since he couldn't find Laud, why not make Laud come to him instead...

(PS: For the new book, I ask for everything.)

Thanks to the book friend "Eternal Ancient One" for the 2 Qidian coins reward.