CHAPTER 705: CHAPTER 266: EMPRESS: I WILL STRIKE IN THE FORM OF A CAT LADY!_3

"Although this is the Imperial Prison, we still need to enforce the law humanely."

The prison director curiously asked, "What do you mean by ’humane’?"

Chen Mo replied earnestly, "We need to consider the suspect’s capacity to endure, using the mildest possible interrogation methods. As the saying goes, law enforcement with warmth, iron rod with force... It’s useless just to talk, let me demonstrate."

"One strike to the leg to prevent escape."

Bang!

The wolf fang club struck Chu Heng’s right leg, instantly shattering the kneecap, turning it limp like a noodle.

"Ah..."

"Two strikes to the mouth to stop pleading."

Just as Chu Heng was about to cry out in pain, the next moment, the club swung to his mouth, teeth scattered on the ground, and the sharp spikes pierced his face into a bloody mess.

"A heavy blow to open the airway."

The club’s head, carried by the whistling wind, hammered into Chu Heng’s chest.

Accompanied by the crunch of cracking ribs, his face instantly turned pale, blood flowed from his mouth, and his gaze became unfocused and vacant.

"Electric club to revive your heartbeat."

Electrical plasma surged along the club into the heart meridian, Chu Heng’s eyes rolled back, his body convulsed violently, and "heh heh" sounds came from his throat.

Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction and said, "See, after this set of procedures, he’s already so happy that he’s flailing his arms and legs, and I guarantee he won’t have any objections."

"..."

The prison guards swallowed hard.

With his mouth beaten to a pulp, of course, there are no objections...

"Alright, I’ll stop the demonstration here. You guys continue, don’t let the princely heir idle." Chen Mo tossed the iron club aside, clapped his hands, and prepared to leave.

"Hold on, sir." The prison director came forward, cautiously saying, "Mr. Chen, no matter how you look at it, he’s still of the royal family... Is it really appropriate to use torture so directly?"

"What, are you scared?" Chen Mo raised an eyebrow.

The prison director awkwardly rubbed his hands.

No kidding, we don’t have as strong a backing as you. What if the princely heir seeks revenge later?

"You need to learn to be flexible. Just cover his eyes with a black cloth. Can he know who hit him?" Chen Mo patted him on the shoulder and said, "Being an interrogation official is no big deal. But torturing a noble prince, that’s a rare opportunity."

With that said, he turned and left.

The prison guards looked at the unconscious Chu Heng, their breathing gradually becoming rapid.

Torturing a noble prince?

It sounds so thrilling!

Chen Mo had not walked far when he heard the dull thuds from the cell, accompanied by an excited shout:

"Cover his eyes and ears!"

"Raise your hand with height, hit with attitude! I’m all about humanity!"

"My turn, my turn!"

"..."

Chen Mo nodded quietly.

As expected, these seasoned guards knew how to adapt and learn on the fly...

...

...

Chen Mo left the Imperial Prison and returned to the government offices, where Li Yuan quickly approached.

"Mr. Chen, those Prince Mansion guards have already been detained. What are your plans?"

"No rush, just hold them for a while first."

With orders from the Three Departments to apprehend, further trials would be required later.

Chen Mo indeed did not intend to let Chu Heng leave alive, but the proper procedures had to be followed; otherwise, it would be hard to justify if he died just after being locked up.

"Yes."

Li Yuan hesitated a bit, then asked, "There’s something I’m quite curious about; I don’t know if it’s appropriate to ask..."

"You want to know my relationship with the Princess?" Chen Mo guessed her thoughts.

Li Yuan nodded and said, "Over the years, the Princess has been guarding the Southern Border and rarely returns to the capital. How does she seem so familiar with you? And she even reached out to... touch your chest..."

"..."

Chen Mo said helplessly, "If I told you we’ve only met once, and she wants me to be her concubine, would you believe it?"

?

Li Yuan was stunned, "Co... concubine?!"

Although you indeed look quite handsome, making such a proposal after only meeting once is a bit too outrageous!

"Did you agree?" Li Yuan asked nervously.

"Nonsense, do I look like someone without a spine? I’ve always been the one setting the rules for others, how could I possibly be overpowered?" Chen Mo stated solemnly, secretly adding in his heart: Except for Her Majesty the Consort and Empress baby.

"That’s good."

Li Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then she felt something was off, glared at him playfully.

"By the way, what else did the Princess say to you? You didn’t look too good when she left."

Chen Mo sighed and said, "She asked me to go to Changning Pavilion tonight."

Li Yuan tensed up at these words.

Going to her sleeping quarters at night? Could it be to spend the night with her!

"Will you go?"

"You can dodge the first day, but not the fifteenth. If I don’t go this time, she will come to me anyway, might as well go and have a clear talk." Chen Mo said gravely.

He had always been somewhat puzzled by Chu Yanli’s attitude.

After all, being both from the Chu family and also blood-related as aunt and nephew, could she really not care at all about Chu Heng’s life and death?

Was Prince Yu taken by her?

Just the right opportunity for some probing...

But also better be prepared, what if this crazy woman wants to forcefully lock men?

"Meow~"

At this moment, the cat opened the cage, lightly jumped onto the table, and stared intently at Chen Mo with its heterochromatic eyes.

Chen Mo frowned slightly, sensing a difference in its gaze compared to before, lacking that naive and foolish look... He seemed to realize something, tentatively transmitted thoughts: "Empress?"

The cat blinked.

"It really is!"

"What are your orders?"

Chen Mo asked.

The cat extended a small paw, pointed at herself, then pointed at him.

Chen Mo thought for a moment, pondered, and said, "Are you suggesting I take you along to meet the Princess?"

The cat nodded to confirm.

Chen Mo thought carefully, and indeed, it seemed feasible.

With this mobile "camera," if Chu Yanli harbors ill intentions, the Empress will know immediately, at least guaranteeing his safety.

"Alright, it’s settled then."

Just then, a "whimpering" sound came from under the table.

Strange, where did the second little cat come from?

Chen Mo shuddered, his expression slightly stiffened, and he slowly looked down.

Only to find Li Yuan somehow crawled under the table, looking up at him, her eyes so clear they seemed to reflect water.

"Yuan’er, you are..."

"Just in case, draining ink before entering the palace... um..."

?

Chen Mo’s mouth twitched, feeling a strong sense of malice, his back involuntarily cooled.

"Empress, don’t be impulsive!"