Kill the sadistic male protagonist and become the emperor

Chapter 106 Hollow

Inside Dali Temple.

"Report--" A temple secretary rushed to Zhou Mi's desk and knelt down.

Zhou Mi skimmed the tea foam in his cup and asked calmly, "Why are you so flustered?"

The temple secretary bowed respectfully and reported, "All the male servants in the Chen Mansion have disappeared, and not a single item they used has been left behind! We have dug up the Chen Mansion and searched everywhere in Chang'an, but have found nothing."

Zhou Mi lost interest in drinking tea and placed the teacup heavily on the table, causing the tray to break in two. "Waste! A bunch of waste! The dozens of male servants in the Chen Mansion, could it be that they all grew wings and flew away?"

The temple secretary trembled and dared not say anything more.

"Where is the servant from the Chen Mansion?" Zhou Mi's face was as cold as frost.

"They're all...still alive." Si Cheng said tremblingly, "The Ministry of Justice is already interrogating them."

The frost on Zhou Mi's face melted a little: "Go away."

"Yes, yes." The temple secretary was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat and crawled out while walking.

Zhou Mi angrily threw the teacup off the table and said to the void, "You are quite cautious."

He stood up and ordered, "Come with me to the Chen Mansion to find out what's going on. I want to see if anyone in this vast Chang'an can really fly away."

Before the group even stepped into Dunyifang, they could hear the clamor and chaos in the square.

Zhou Mi whipped his horse whip hard and made the horse gallop faster. The closer they got to Chen's house, the more people gathered. They all held buckets of water and looked panicked.

The air was filled with the smell of burning wood, and alarm bells went off in his heart, and he felt something was wrong.

"Get out of the way! Everyone, get out of the way!" he shouted while riding on his horse.

The roads in the neighborhood were already narrow, and some people were unable to avoid them and were trampled to death by horses' hooves.

Thick smoke billowed over the Chen residence, but the winter weather was so hot that it made people sweat.

The local government has sent people to put out the fire, and enthusiastic citizens are also lending a hand.

Zhou Mi dismounted and walked straight towards Fang Zheng: "What's going on?"

Fang was about to salute when he heard a furious shout from above his head: "What the hell are you saluting for? I'm asking you what's going on!"

He was grabbed by the collar and didn't dare to struggle. He could only remain in the position of being held and said in panic, "Your humble servant... Your humble servant doesn't know why the Chen Mansion suddenly caught fire."

"Waste!" Zhou Mi threw him to the ground and turned his gaze towards the mansion. "You only burned one room?"

Fang Zheng quickly got up, not daring to look Zhou Mi in the face. "The fire was in the Chen Mansion's servants' quarters. Fortunately, we sent people to put out the fire in time, and the other houses are all safe."

Zhou Mi looked at the burnt house, seething with rage. "Chen Baozhi, you're such a jerk! You're actually reaching out from behind bars."

"Return to the Dali Temple! I want to interrogate this man myself!"

In the distance, a woman in black sat on the eaves, swinging her legs and lazily watching the farce in front of Chen's house.

"The murder method is full of loopholes." She casually grabbed a ball of snow, loosened her fingers, and the snowball fell to the ground and shattered into pieces. "Even if Li Qixi helped you deal with the body, it still depends on me to clean up the mess."

She patted the remaining snow on her hands and said, "I'm really looking forward to how you will repay me."

The night is dark.

Inside the interrogation room of the Dali Temple, the sound of wooden sticks hitting flesh came one after another, sounding dull and depressing through the walls.

Zhou Mi's eyes were bloodshot. He rubbed them, and his vision blurred for a moment before returning to clarity.

"Who is the person who is meeting you outside?"

Ren Baozhi was tied between two benches. She was already injured, and after being tortured with forty sticks, she was exhausted.

Battle after battle, the wounds were constantly being torn apart, and his body was completely torn to pieces.

She neither spoke nor answered, and even the painful moans that wanted to escape from her throat were swallowed back by her clenched teeth.

"Heh," Zhou Mi stood up and walked over to Ren Baozhi, sneering, "I, out of sympathy for Heaven's mercy, am granting you a chance to surrender. If you can confess the truth, perhaps I can show some mercy."

The only response he got was silence.

"You really won't cry until you see the coffin! Your aunt and sister have already endured the punishment and told the whole story of what happened that day. It's clear that you killed your father with your own hands, holding a scimitar. Are you still going to deny it?"

Ren Baozhi's heart tightened, and she vaguely felt that there was something wrong with what Zhou Mi said. However, the severe pain made her mind begin to become confused.

Seeing her stiffen for a moment, Zhou Mi knew his reasoning was probably correct. He continued, "The servants of the Chen Mansion are, after all, low-born people. With a little punishment, they confessed to slaughtering the servants last night. If you confess now, I can consider reducing your punishment for our friendship as colleagues."

Ren Baozhi bit the tip of her tongue and forced herself to calm down. She couldn't expose her emotions in front of this person anymore.

The smell of blood filled her mouth, and her thoughts gradually became clearer. The person in front of her was clearly trying to trick her.

Yunjia and Chen Lanyue were clearly unconscious that night, so it was absolutely impossible for them to know what she had done to Chen Gongzheng, let alone reveal the details to Zhou Mi.

As for those beasts, Ren Baozhi stared at the damp ground, his thoughts drifting back to the night before.

The blood on the knife had not yet dried, and she stood quietly in front of the servants' beds, and no servant noticed her arrival.

The moonlight was thin, shining on the sleeping faces of the servants, and their breathing was light and even.

Looking at the teenagers who were sleeping soundly, Ren Baozhi slowly walked out of the dormitory.

She asked the system: "Do these children really have the mental capacity of a six-year-old?"

The system responded indifferently: [Hmm.]

Ren Baozhi looked at her cleared points and asked: "Will they remain six years old forever?"

The system said: [No.]

Ren Baozhi finally felt relieved: "Thank you."

[This is the first time I clean up your mess, and it will also be the last time.]

'Thanks. ’

Ren Baozhi sat alone on the pavilion in the middle of the lake, her eyes looking blankly in the distance. No one knew what she was thinking.

She sat there for a very long time, until her hands, which had been trembling slightly, finally stopped shaking.

After repeated attempts, a smile finally appeared on that lifeless face, and Ren Baozhi called the system stickyly: "Ji Bao~"

The system knew that Ren Baozhi was pretending to be relaxed, but it was still relieved. However, Ren Baozhi's tone made her alert for a moment, and the system did not respond.

Ren Baozhi discussed with the system: "Ji Bao, can I buy on credit? I think you are right, they need to grow on their own. I want to buy a few more sets of lead movable type for them. I think they will give me a surprise."

The system remained silent for a long time. Ren Baozhi thought that his request might be too much, as she had already helped him a lot.