The Third Book Northern Country Wind Snow 006. Forced Confession

  "If I recall correctly, there shouldn't be any grudges between me and the Roland Academy, right? Of course, you might say that Odras is your person, his sister lost face here, and the Roland Academy wants to help her save face. But both you and I know this isn't the answer, what I want to know is why are you doing this? Is the value of the Belinger family really so great that it's worth killing me... an innocent person?" As he said this, Dufan self-mockingly laughed, seemingly thinking that the word "innocent" was a bit exaggerated.

  Elvis's face changed color, and after a moment he said in a low voice: "Du Fan, don't be too self-righteous, no one intentionally wants to treat you like that, it's just that I saw your cheating behavior and couldn't help but speak up."

  "Is that so?" Du Fan put the wine glass in his hand back on the table, then slowly walked to Elvis' side. "If it's really like that, wouldn't it be great? That way, I can not only let you go immediately, but also don't have to worry about how you'll deal with me later, right?"

  Elvis hung his head and said nothing.

  Du Fan smiled again: "I want to know a lot of things, but I'm also clear that people like you should have a strong sense of integrity and wouldn't be willing to tell me everything, so maybe next time I'll owe you one."

  Elvis remains silent.

  Du Fan couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of it all, never thinking that he would experience something like this in his lifetime. Although he had no experience with interrogation, he wasn't afraid that Elvis could get the better of him either.

  Looking at Elvis's expression of "no matter what you do to me, I won't say anything", Du Fan frowned and then waved his hand.

  Chen Chen walked out from the corner, slowly putting away the food that hadn't been finished yet.

  Perhaps feeling something, Elvis raised his head and took a look at Chenchen, then he couldn't help but stare, looking at Chenchen's charming face, although still a prisoner of war, the expression on Elvis' face was magnificent to the extreme.

  Du Fan didn't doubt it at all; if he wasn't a prisoner now, he probably wouldn't know what to do.

  This morning, it's really an enchanting fairy.

  It wasn't until the last vestiges of her figure had vanished from the room that Elvis finally withdrew his reluctant gaze. Du Fan stood before him, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes as he suddenly burst out laughing and said, "If you tell me everything you know, I'll let that woman stay with you for a night. How about it?"

  Elvis's whole body shook, and he looked up at Du Fan with a surprised and uncertain expression.

  Du Fan still had a smile on his face: "What's this? What's going on? We're all men, there are many things that don't need to be said. How about this? You tell me everything you know, and I'll give you a chance to get close to Fang Ze. This deal shouldn't be bad, right? And what I want to know isn't much, just tell me why Roland Academy wants to play such a dirty trick on me this time, okay?"

  Elvis was obviously moved, but he wasn't stupid enough to think that Dufan would actually do something like that, so he just hummed and didn't say anything.

  Du Fan smiled slightly and said, "It seems that you people from Roland Academy are all extremely arrogant? However, personally speaking, I don't have so much time to play a good game of interrogation with you, so sorry about that. Although I originally planned to play along with you a bit, unfortunately, time doesn't permit it. So, you must hold on tight! If you die right away, it wouldn't be fun at all."

  As he spoke, Du Fan rummaged through his spatial ring and pulled out the Shadow Wand, waving it in mid-air for a moment.

  Watching Du Fan's movements, Elvish couldn't help but exclaim: "You're a magician!"

  "It seems so," Du Fan rubbed his nose, "but this is a big secret of mine, you know, if you have the chance, don't tell others, okay?"

  Looking at Du Fan's holy smile, Elvis felt a chill run down his spine. He had always thought of himself as someone with extremely high talent, but compared to the guy in front of him, he seemed like nothing.

  According to the data from Roland Academy, this guy was a complete waste three months ago, but now he's practicing both magic and martial arts. Although his displayed level is only third-level, how could he possibly be just third-level given his character?

  Elvis thought it was no wonder he lost at all.

  Du Fan looked at Elvis's ugly expression, smiled lightly, and then waved his magic wand, quickly reciting a few spells.

  As he moved, a not-too-large tornado wrapped itself around Elvis's body, then spun in waves. If it were the past, this degree of magic would not have brought Elvis even a bit of harm. However, at this moment, under the magic, Elvis struggled painfully and soon let out miserable cries. After begging Dufan to spare his life, he quickly told everything he knew.

  Actually, people like Elvis were originally from a noble family and had never suffered since childhood. Du Fan's little trick was unbearable for him. Moreover, after Du Fan asked clearly, he used his spiritual power to make him repeat the story again before confirming the authenticity of the matter.

  But even Du Fan couldn't have imagined that something he had done so trivially would lead to such consequences.

  After thinking about what he had heard several times, Du Fan only felt a wave of excitement, and at the same time, his gaze at Elvis became even more strange.

  Elvis had already said everything before, so at this moment, he no longer had that high and mighty demeanor. He looked at Du Fan's expression and suddenly said in a mournful tone: "Du Fan... you promised me, as long as you tell me everything I know, you will absolutely let me go."

  "I did promise," Du Fan nodded, "and I'm a man of my word, so I'll definitely let you go."

  A hint of joy appeared on Elvis's face.

  "But," Duvall's tone shifted, "I wanted to do that too, but your mouth is not reliable enough. I believe if I let you go, soon all my secrets will be told to your cheap old man Bruce. You say, right?"

  "No, no," Elvis's head shook like a rattle drum. "How could I possibly do such a thing? Just ask Master Dufan, no, no, Mr. Dufan, if you let me go, I'll even be your servant, how would I dare to reveal your secret, isn't that right?"

  Elvis's expression was like a well-behaved dog, under the threat of death, a nobleman had long lost his guard against self-esteem.

  "Whatever," Dufan smiled faintly, casually snapping his fingers a few times, and the air blade just happened to cut open all the cow tendons on Elvis's body. "I'm different from you, I'm a man of my word. Even if you'll expose my secret, even if you'll threaten my safety in the future, I'll still keep my promise. You can go."

  Elvis nodded and bowed, not daring to say anything else, and ran towards where Chenchen had left earlier.

  Du Fan watched as his figure gradually disappeared, and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

  Suddenly, a shrill cry of despair echoed over, Elvis's figure struggled in the flames, and in an instant, he turned into a pile of ashes. From this moment on, all his traces in this world were completely erased.

  Chen Chen walked out of the darkness with a faintly annoyed expression: "You had already guessed it, I would definitely make my move, didn't you?"

  "It's not that simple," Du Fan smiled, "I only have one good quality, which is keeping my word. Since I promised him I wouldn't kill him, of course I'll let him go. But you don't like him, so you take it upon yourself to get rid of him - that has nothing to do with me! I didn't give you any orders!"

  "You used magic in front of him after he saw me, which was a clear implication that if this person were to leave alive, both our secrets would be exposed. You think I wouldn't notice such an obvious hint?" Chenchen took two steps forward, her face still angry but somehow even more captivating.

  Du Fan's eyes swept over her for a moment, then lingered on the fullness of her chest, gazing brazenly for a while before saying lightly: "Women are better off not being too clever, in the distant Eastern world there is a saying that goes 'a woman without talent is virtuous', you should take some time to study it carefully. Let's not talk about this anymore, what Elvis said earlier, how likely is it?"

  "Morning shook her head and said, 'I don't know how likely it is, but I think we don't have time to discuss this now. Your Grandpa Mark is waiting outside, if you don't go out soon, he might just barge in.'"

  Du Fan was taken aback, and hastily touched the crystal ball. The outside scene reappeared, and Old Mark was seen standing in front of his ruined house with a worried face.

  What's going on? Du Fan furrowed his brow, made a gesture to Chenchen, indicating that after she turned into a kitten, he stuffed her into his sleeve and hurriedly walked out.