Interrogation! The Story of the Camp (Third Update)

"Huff, huff."

After a chase, Su Mo's breathing became heavy beneath his mask, each breath sounding like a whale swallowing its prey.

Since the evolution of its anti-toxic properties, the Combat Suit's mask can effectively block harmful components in the air.

However, it does have some impact on normal oxygen intake.

It was fine before, but now, as Su Mo climbs up and down and chases after them, they suddenly feel a lack of oxygen.

However, to Ying Xiong, who had fallen to the ground, the sound of breathing was like a beast intimidating its prey before a meal—it was extremely frightening!

The heavier Su Mo's breathing became, the more it sounded like a demon from hell coming to claim his life.

"Ying Xiong!"

A sudden shout startled Ying Xiong, who was lying on the ground, so much so that he almost sat up.

Before Ying Xiong react, a cold, emotionless Iron Block was pressed against the back of his head.

Even though it was his first time seeing this shape, thanks to the long-term exposure to movies, TV shows, Zhihu, and marketing accounts, Ying Xiong knew what it was. "Su Mo... Su Mo, don't kill me! The person you're trying to kill is Ying Tianlong, not me Ying Xiong!"

With a sob in his voice, Ying Xiong opened his arms, placed them on his head, and slowly stood up.

In his haste to escape, Ying Xiong didn't even have time to put on his pants; he was only wearing a pair of shorts.

In this kind of weather, a cold wind blew by, making him shiver.

"I know, I know!"

"I know it has nothing to do with you. The grievances should be attributed to the perpetrators, and the debts should be settled with the debtors. I just want to settle accounts with Ying Tianlong!"

Putting the pistol away, Su Mo patted Ying Xiong's shoulder "kindly," his tone no longer cold, as if it really was a misunderstanding.

Hearing Su Mo's words, Ying Xiong finally dared to turn around.

However, just that one look was enough to frighten him so much that he fell back to the ground, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

Thick streams of blood were dripping from the red armor, which had quickly congealed in the weather and were no longer slowly dripping.

The originally transparent rubber mask was now smeared with blood and was no longer recognizable.

Only through the part of the mask that was exposed could you vaguely see two cold, dark eyes inside!

The smell of blood, and the spear in his hand—in an instant, Oreo above him barked twice, showing a look of disgust.

Ying Xiong was sitting on the ground, was so frightened that he wet his pants, leaving a yellow stain on the ground beneath him.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not here to cause you trouble. Ying Tianlong gave you the blueprints for my shelter, right?"

Leaning on his spear, Su Mo squatted down, his eyes level with Ying Xiong on the ground.

This scene is extremely strange.

Looking into Su Mo's eyes, Ying Xiong stammered and trembled as he spoke, "Yes! He told me! It was this Old Wang Maeda Kento ruined me! I didn't mean to be hostile to you, Su God! It was all because Maeda Kento had the guts to oppose you!"

"From beginning to end, I've been honest and law-abiding. Even yesterday, when they asked me to go to your base, I didn't dare go."

As he spoke, Ying Xiong trembled with a hint of tears.

Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably as she began to denounce Maeda Kento's crimes, tears and snot streaming down her face.

"Su God, from the moment Ying Tianlong told me, I knew this was a path of no return. He, Ying Tianlong, didn't have the guts to provoke you directly, so he could only resort to these underhanded tactics. I would never dare to do that, but Maeda Kento forced me to ask, and I..."

"Didn't Maeda Kento say he'd share the loot with you if he found any treasure?"

"Huh? I'm innocent! That was a one-sided promise from Maeda Kento. I never had such a thought!"

Seeing Ying Xiong's flustered reaction to his own mishap, Su Mo burst into laughter.

That laugh was extremely unrestrained.

The vibrations in the mountains and forests made the trees and leaves rustle!

At the same time, without any hesitation, Su Mo picked up the spear and plunged it into Ying Xiong's left leg! Ah~~~~~ A series of screams burst from Ying Xiong's mouth as the spear tip pierced into the flesh.

The spasms from the excruciating pain caused beads of sweat to appear on Ying Xiong's forehead almost instantly.

Without drawing his spear, Su Mo coldly removed his mask, revealing a young yet fierce face beneath.

"Next"

"I'll ask a question, and you'll answer."

"If you lie to me even once, you can lose your other leg too. But as for your legs..."

"He can still say four sentences."

Without the mask to conceal it, Su Mo's expression was full of wickedness. He glanced at Ying Xiong's crotch, which immediately made Ying Xiong shudder.

"The first question is, how exactly did Maeda Kento get involved with the kobolds, and why did the kobolds trust him?"

This was a very basic question, and it didn't involve any particularly difficult or complex knowledge. Before Su Mo could even finish speaking, Ying Xiong immediately snapped to attention and blurted out, "When I joined the camp, Maeda Kento was already there... Maeda... hiss..."

Hearing that Ying Xiong was about to start rambling, Su Mo gently twisted the spear, and a sharp pain instantly brought Ying Xiong to his senses.

"Maeda Kento was born in the Saltpeter Camp. He was the one who experimented and discovered that gunpowder could enhance the power of spells, and then told the kobolds about it."

"At that time, after obtaining gunpowder, the kobolds, with only 100 men, managed to defeat 400 ratmen and gain a second chance to teleport."

"This time, they sent down two thousand people directly, along with a large amount of supplies. They built a castle in an instant, and Maeda Kento became their loyal henchman!"

Ying Xiong spoke these words quickly and clearly. At this speed, even if there were any falsehoods, they wouldn't be many, so it's highly likely that they are true.

Multitasking, Su Mo memorized all the information and continued to ask:

"The second question is, how many people are still in the kobold camp? Why are there only nine warlocks in the camp this time?"

"I know how to do this! I know how! Don't prick me!"

Su Mo was like a strict teacher, while Ying Xiong was like an obedient student.

If it weren't for the spear still lodged in Ying Xiong's leg, bleeding profusely, this place wouldn't be a harmonious classroom. Su Mo even thought he had a talent for teaching! "There are about 2,400 people in the kobold camp now. Last time, they suffered heavy losses outside the castle, leaving them with less than 1,500. But after going out with Maeda Kento, they activated the summoning again, and this time nearly a thousand people came down."

"However, most of those who came down this time were warriors, and there were very few mages who could cast fireballs, which resulted in a shortage of warlocks when we came to retake the camp today!"

"What about the rest?"

"They've all gone to exterminate the Lionmen!" Ying Xiong said timidly, cold sweat pouring down his face from the pain.

But looking at the expressionless Su Mo, he still tried his best to hold his breath and didn't dare to make a sound.

"I am satisfied with these two issues." With a wave of his hand, a bottle of Psionic Water appeared in Su Mo's hand.

Facing the eager-looking Ying Xiong, Su Mo drew his spear, unscrewed the bottle cap, and fell to the ground in mid-air.

A miraculous scene unfolded. Ying Xiong, who had almost fainted from the Ying Xiong of pulling out the spear, seemed to be under anesthesia after drinking about 200 milliliters of Psionic Water, and a happy expression appeared on his face.

The blood from the hole on his leg was still bleeding, but now it seemed to have congealed, flowing extremely slowly.

"It's delicious, so delicious! Please, give me some more, I don't want to die!"

Seeing the desire for life gleam in Ying Xiong's eyes, Su Mo revealed a satisfied expression. He shook the remaining 300 milliliters of Psionic Water in his hand and asked the third question, "If you answer the next question well, I can let you go. You can also have the rest of this water. I can even guarantee that no one will pursue you any further."

Upon hearing the first half of Su Mo's sentence, Ying Xiong was still immersed in the wonderful taste of the Psionic Water he had just tasted.

Upon hearing the second half of the sentence, Ying Xiong immediately realized what was happening and nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Who exactly leaked the design plans of my shelter to you? Who was involved in the design process? What is your relationship with Ying Tianlong, and how did he tell you?"

The three questions came out like a barrage of bullets, leaving Ying Xiong stunned.

Then, Su Mo repeated the question again, and this time, Ying Xiong nodded repeatedly, indicating that he understood.

"Ying Tianlong is the son of my grandfather's cousin. He is now in the leadership of the Tundra Shelter. Our branch has not been doing well since we were separated, while their branch has a better relationship, so we were assigned to live together in groups of several dozen people."

"Immediately, Ying Tianlong contacted all of us who had met before but were now distant relatives, wanting to get everyone together to build a shelter and fight the disaster. However, in this wasteland, no one knew where it was, so we had to put it on hold for the time being."

"Then, when you were streaming for the first time, Su God, I was surprised to find that the location of your shelter seemed very familiar, similar to our current terrain. I told Maeda Kento about this, and also mentioned it to the family members in private messages."

The carrot and stick approach is always the best way to manage subordinates!

If Ying Xiong knew that he was doomed, these things would probably be buried forever with his death.

However, now, even if a spear pierces a bloody hole, Ying Xiong, who was not honest, has surprisingly begun to speak the truth under the influence of the Psionic Water.

Su Mo roughly considered these details, and they were worth examining.

Nodding, he gestured for Ying Xiong to continue, "I don't know how Maeda Kento verified that Su God's refuge was nearby, but on the night the kobold squad went out to explore for resources, Maeda Kento excitedly came to me and said that he had found the location of Su God's refuge and wanted to invite us to attack it together and get the so-called 'treasure'!"

"Of course, after learning the location of Su God's refuge, the few of us who knew the situation unanimously agreed that going to join you was the right thing to do. However, two of us were strangled to death in the camp by Maeda Kento and Marshall, along with a few of their men."

"From then on, everyone was forced onto the pirate ship. I could only pretend to flatter him on the surface. However, the very next morning, by sheer coincidence, Ying Tianlong also found me, saying that he knew the loophole in Su God's shelter and that a single powerful Hand Grenade could raze the shelter to the ground!"

At this point, Ying Xiong's face showed a look of disbelief, as if all the coincidences in the world had come together.

"After I told Maeda Kento about this, Su God should already know what happened next, so I don't need to say anything more!"

Seeing Ying Xiong's longing eyes, Su Mo raised the water bottle in his hand again and poured in 100 milliliters.

The Psionic Water, shimmering with blue light, carries a strange fragrance that is incredibly intoxicating.

Taking advantage of this break, Su Mo asked, "Who created this design? Was it Shen Yitian, or were some of your people involved?"

Lost in his own thoughts, Ying Xiong blurted out, "It was two people, no, to be precise, three people. Top students from both of our families assisted us in designing the shelter."

"Didn't Shen Yitian see the flaws?"

"I can tell!" Ying Xiong said awkwardly, a strange look on his face.

"How could Shen Yitian not see such an obvious flaw? Of course he saw it!"

"Where is he?" Su Mo asked coldly.

"Dead!"

Ten thousand words today! The Three-Watch Beast will never be a slave!!! (Roar!)