Before he could finish speaking, Li had already said, "You only have one wife at home, so there's no mother or anything like that. You don't need to use the excuse that your mother is seriously ill."
Hearing this, the overseer opened his mouth, seemingly unsure how to continue. Then he suddenly burst into tears. "That's right! My wife is seriously ill! I need to go back and see her!"
Li rolled his eyes, clearly displeased by the man's blatant disregard for his intelligence. "I've already investigated your family situation thoroughly. Your name is Jess Somali. Your family is poor, but you still managed to marry a wife for one reason only—you're the best friend of that old village chief's only son. And the person Akil injured yesterday was the village chief's son. Am I wrong?"
Jess's eyes widened when Li said that. In truth, no one knew that surname of his, because he did not even know who his father was. He had merely made up a surname on the spot during a population survey, though when he registered, he had only written down his given name. So how did this fat man in front of him know all that?
When Li had captured him, he had searched through fragments of his memories. This method would not cause fatal harm, and it was completely different from techniques that stripped away all of a person's memories. It could only examine parts of someone's memories, and there was no guarantee of what it would find. But once Li uncovered some of his memories and stated them in a way that sounded both true and false, the other party might genuinely think Li knew everything.
Angel spoke in a sarcastic tone. "Oh my, our overseer is so dedicated. Getting up in the