"Hmm~"

Along with the fat man's wailing, Jiang Qian's eyes lit up.

At the same time, he asked: "How to get to the core area?"

After being forcibly stimulated by the source of mental pollution, the fat man twitched all over, saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth, the whites of his eyes rolled up, and inarticulate whimpering came from his throat.

Jiang Qian got closer because of this: "Tell me, and I will spare you the pain."

In the end, the fat man couldn't resist this mental torture. He pointed the way to Jiang Qian intermittently, and then collapsed.

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"Is he dead?" It was the first time Ye Xiaojing saw Jiang Qian torture an enemy in this way.

"No, it's just mental overload." Jiang Qian took back the pen and stood up, "Let's go and see what secrets are hidden here."

The fat man was left waiting to be taken away by other official colleagues.

With the fat man's guidance, Jiang Qian and Ye Xiaojing's traveling efficiency improved a lot, and they soon arrived at the secret room with a strong religious color.

Jiang Qian put on his mysterious glasses and turned on his spiritual vision, and the two began to check for any suspicious objects.

"Many spiritual pollution programs should have been held here, and the traces are very heavy." Through the mysterious glasses, Jiang Qian could see the traces of strange contamination in this room.

"Jiang Qian, look."

Ye Xiaojing's voice attracted Jiang Qian's attention.

I saw an open cabinet filled with so many exquisite "sharp tools" that it was almost impossible to tell their functions by looking at them with the naked eye.

But when Ye Xiaojing pulled out an album from the bottom of the drawer, and the two of them opened the album and saw the photos and comics posted inside, they realized the function of these delicate objects - instruments of torture!

The protagonists in the album are different young men.

Most of the photos record the process of torture, which is real and cruel. Even if some are purely staged, you can still see the fear and humiliation in the eyes of the photographer.

"Dirty business." Ye Xiaojing commented.

Jiang Qian continued to browse through it with an expressionless face. He found that there was a black and white photo in which the "protagonist" recorded was different from other young men.

There are large scars on his body, including much of the skin on his face, which has been damaged.

However, there was no fear on his face, but an expression of enjoyment.

"What do you think?"

Jiang Qian handed this "alternative" photo to Ye Xiaojing.

"Abnormal."

"Well, some people can only find a sense of existence in pain." Jiang Qian smiled and put the entire album into Ye Xiaojing's arms, "It may be useful to take these away."

Ye Xiaojing frowned slightly, seeming to be a little reluctant to hold such things.

"Oh, by the way," Jiang Qian turned and pointed at the torture instruments in the cabinet, and added, "I have to pack those up and take them away, thank you for your hard work."

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Typos and flaws will be corrected first and later...
Chapter completed!