Chapter 639 Forced Confession

The two Japanese bandits glared at Qiao Ran, their eyes full of unwillingness and ferocity.

"Tell me, where is your home base?"

Seeing that the two Japanese bandits were silent, Qiao Ran asked again in Japanese.

The eyes of the two Japanese bandits flickered, obviously a little surprised that Qiao Ran knew the Japanese language.

Mo Beihan and the guards also looked at Qiao Ran in surprise, not expecting that she could really speak Japanese.

Mu Er's face showed not only surprise, but also deep admiration.

Miss Qiao is so awesome!

Not only is he good at martial arts, has many ideas, and has superb medical skills, but he can also speak Japanese!

For such an outstanding girl, what kind of outstanding man does it take to be worthy of being her husband?

Unexpectedly, out of the corner of his eye, Mu Er caught sight of his master looking at Miss Qiao with a smile.

Suddenly, images of his master's abnormal reaction when he talked about Miss Qiao in front of his master several times in the past appeared in his mind, as well as the scene where Mu Yi always scolded him for not having a brain, and he suddenly shuddered.

Is it...

Is it...

Could it be that the master has fallen in love with Miss Qiao?

Yes, the master is also a very powerful person. Although he behaves like an unlearned and moody dandy in front of the nobles in the capital, only those who are with the master know how knowledgeable the master is. Versatile.

Miss Qiao and the master, aren't they a perfect match?

"what!"

A scream interrupted Mu Er's thoughts.

Looking closely, he saw that the two Japanese bandits, who originally looked like they would rather die than surrender, had fallen to the ground, curled up, and kept wailing.

"Aren't you tough-talking? Then let me see how tough-talking you murderous demons can be!"

Qiao Ran slowly corked the porcelain bottle in her hand and put it back into the bag.

But the two Japanese bandits on the ground felt that their whole bodies, inside and outside, even in their bone marrow and blood vessels, felt like millions of ants were gnawing at them, making them numb, itchy, spicy and painful.

Even his brain was out of control, and he knocked on the ground crazily, as if he wanted to knock out the ants in his brain.

In just a few breaths, the heads of the two Japanese bandits were bruised and bloody.

Mo Beihan waved his hand, and two guards came forward and grabbed the two Japanese bandits who were banging their heads crazily to prevent them from beating themselves to death.

Qiao Ran was playing with a dagger leisurely, not looking at the two Japanese bandits who were in extreme pain.

The two Japanese bandits kept struggling in the hands of the guards, and wanted to bite their tongues to commit suicide. The guards used a rope to strangle their mouths, making it impossible for their teeth to close, but they could speak.

After less than a cup of tea, one of the Japanese bandits couldn't bear it anymore and began to beg for mercy.

Qiao Ran said in Japanese: "Very good! I only have one antidote. Whoever tells you useful information first will get the antidote. If there is no antidote, you will have to endure the pain and itching for three days and three nights. die."

When the other Japanese bandit heard this, he couldn't hold on any longer and quickly begged for mercy.

It was like a competition, the two of them desperately trying to tell the answer that Qiao Ran wanted to know.

"Okay, since you two have said so much, let's give each of you half of the antidote! This half of the antidote can prevent you from having an attack for two days. It depends on whether you can last one day."

Qiao Ran took out an antidote, split it in half, and popped it into their open mouths.

After the pill went into their throats, the two Japanese bandits quickly stopped struggling, but their whole bodies felt like they had been fished out of water, dripping with sweat.

Mu Er and all the guards were speechless. Miss Qiao is so awesome, isn't she?

In just a short cup of tea, useful information came out of the interrogation.

Qiao Ran turned to Mo Beihan and said:

"Okay, these Japanese bandits have been dealt with. No more Japanese bandits will come in three days. Let's go back first! Don't kill these two Japanese bandits. We must keep them to lead the way. There are several buildings thirty miles away from here. Island, the lair of these Japanese bandits is on one of these islands.”

Mo Beihan left Mu Yi and ten guards to throw the bodies of the Japanese bandits into the sea to feed the fish, and bury the bodies of the women on the boat properly.

Let the other guards take the two Japanese bandits with them, and return to the mountain side first.

When Qiao Ran and the others returned to the cabin, the three bodies in the room had been carried outside and placed on three straw mats, ready to be carried to the mountain for burial.

Several fishermen filled the water with buckets and washed the blood-stained floors and walls. Liu Wenwen and some fishermen stood outside the wooden house waiting for them to come back.

As soon as they saw the two Japanese bandits tied up in the hands of the guards, the fishermen were extremely excited. They rushed forward and kicked and punched the Japanese bandits.

Some people were beating and cursing at the same time, and while cursing and cursing, they cried again, crying for those who were killed and kidnapped by the Japanese bandits.

Liu Wenwen, who was originally a very elegant and steady man, was extremely jealous when he saw the two enemies who killed his father. He also stepped forward and kicked the two Japanese bandits several times.

Qiao Ran didn't stop them and allowed these fishermen to vent their anger.

It wasn't until the two Japanese bandits were beaten to the point of dying that they breathed their last breath. Qiao Ran stepped forward to stop the attackers who were gathering more and more.

After hearing her say that the two Japanese bandits were still useful and that they would be relied upon to lead the way to the Japanese bandits' lair, the excited villagers stopped.

Mo Beihan asked a few guards to take the two Japanese bandits back to the mayor's house and take care of them. He and Mu Er stayed behind to accompany Qiao Ran to treat the injured man.

The man had been carried to another fisherman's house not far away. A man who was washing the cabin just now quickly stepped forward and took Qiao Ran there. He was the male owner of the cabin not far away.

Qiao Ran entered the house and saw the woman holding the little girl and sitting next to the injured man in tears.

The man had woken up. When he saw Qiao Ran and Mo Beihan coming in, he was so excited that he stood up and thanked them.

Qiao Ran quickly stepped forward and pushed the person back onto the bed.

"Your wound hasn't been bandaged yet, don't move!"

"Benefactor! Thank you for saving me, my wife, and my daughter! If you hadn't arrived in time, we might not have survived!"

The man's face was full of gratitude, and he clasped his hands in gratitude.

The woman also pulled the little girl to her knees and kowtowed to Qiao Ran and Mo Beihan.

Qiao Ran pulled the two of them up, turned around and said to the man: "Okay, don't waste time. I just stopped your bleeding, but you were injured too seriously. Some wounds need to be sutured to heal. Just rely on Bandaging won't work. Come on, take this Ma Fei Powder pill first, and then I'll suture your wound."

Qiao Ran took the bowl of water brought by the owner of the cabin, took out a pill and asked the man to take it.

The man took the pill and put it into his mouth without saying a word. He then took the bowl and drank some water to swallow the pill.

Qiao Ran took out a sewing kit and pricked the man's arm with a needle: "Does it hurt?"

The man shook his head, and several people in the room watched Qiao Ran pick up an embroidery needle, thread it on a piece of transparent silk thread, and then sewed the man's wound without changing her expression, just like sewing clothes.

In the house were the injured man, the man's wife and daughter, the male owner of the house, as well as Qiao Ran, Mo Beihan, and Mu Er.

Six pairs of eyes stared blankly at the girl as she mended her skin and flesh, stitch by stitch, very seriously. Each stitch was as if it had been measured with a ruler, almost exactly the same.