Seeing Wu Tao Ying's expression, Song Ning felt a faint surge of excitement herself.
Wu Tao Ying... clearly recognized that person!
Who was he?
The answer was almost within reach!
After all this time spent suspecting him!
After all this time spent watching him!
She had never been able to find direct evidence proving Night Owl's identity!
Was Lin Xiaoming... finally about to slip up?
Wu Tao Ying seemed to check again and again before suddenly springing up.
A cry was about to escape her lips!
But the man gently raised a finger to his lips, making a shushing gesture.
"Behave! Just answer my questions! Don't say... a single unnecessary word!"
Song Ning noticed that his fingers were long and slender...
They looked remarkably similar to Night Owl's slender hand, which she had seen in the Shipwreck Zone.
Wu Tao Ying's face had turned deathly pale.
She slumped to the floor as though all her strength had drained away.
"N-no, nothing else! There was only that one little box! And those were the only things inside it! I-I told you... I told you everything!"
The man gave a soft chuckle and flicked his fingers.
Someone immediately stepped forward, raised a whip, and lashed Wu Tao Ying!
"Ah-ah-" Wu Tao Ying let out one piercing scream after another.
She curled into a ball, instinctively trying to hide behind Kong Jianming beside her.
Kong Jianming was not spared either.
The whip fell indiscriminately on both of them.
"There was nothing else! There really wasn't! I told you everything-"
Kong Jianming also sobbed and wailed in pain. "It has nothing to do with me... I'm not involved... I don't know anything!"
The people nearby watched expressionlessly, seemingly long accustomed to such scenes.
While the whipping continued, two more people entered through the doorway,