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Zhang Da said: "The clerk at the medical hall was named Ye Bufan. We went to check, and he was already there. But he's just an inconspicuous little guy, no one noticed when he returned to the city."
Zhang Hongwen immediately shouted, "Second brother, what are you hesitating for? Hurry up and take people to catch that kid and question him thoroughly. We must bring Jiafu back no matter what!"
Zhang Hongwu pondered for a moment: "Big brother, this kid does have some suspicion, but thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem very likely."
He was just a young man, no matter how skilled he was, he couldn't possibly handle so many archers and the Jia Ding soldiers. There was no way he could silently take them all out.
Zhang Hongwen, his face contorted with rage, roared: "I don't care! Anyone even remotely suspicious must be apprehended. Grab him! If that doesn't work, beat him to death! I'd rather kill an innocent than let a single suspect get away!"
"Got it, big brother. I'll go take care of it now."
The Zhang brothers were both scoundrels. Zhang Hongwu got straight to his feet, leading several constables towards the Taiping Medical Hall.
After having breakfast in the clinic, Su Dingfang said to Ye: "Little brother Ye, would you mind if I went with you today again? I want to see your medical skills."
He now held Ye Bufan's medical skills in the highest regard, eager to witness how the latter would assist Zhai Tianfang in restoring his meridians.
"Yes!"
Ye Bufan readily agreed. Now that Zhang Jiafu and Chu Yun were dealt with, there was no need to worry about anyone bothering Su Caiwei anymore.
<“Alright, let's get packed and head out…”>
Su Dingfang was speaking when suddenly there was a loud bang. The door of the medical clinic was kicked open, and Zhang Hongwu, with a group of constables, stormed in.
"Uh..."
The Su family, father and daughter, were initially startled. Then, seeing that it was Zhang Hongwu and his men who had entered, their expressions changed drastically.
These days, a visit from an officer is never a good thing, especially when it's someone with such a notorious reputation. There's never any reasoning with him.
"Sir, is there anything I can do for you?"
Although the clinic's gate was in shambles, Su Dingfang dared not show any displeasure. He greeted them with a plastered smile.
"Who here is Ye Bufan?"
Zhang Hongwu asked in that way, but his gaze had already fallen on Ye Bufan's head. After all, there were only three people in this medical hall, besides Su Dingfang, there was only one man left.
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"I am."
Ye Bufan stepped forward directly. He had already guessed the other party's intentions.
Yesterday's actions were done cleanly, leaving no trace. If the other party argues logically, there is nothing to worry about. If they don't, it can't be helped.
Zhang Hongwu asked with a murderous look, "I ask you, where is my nephew Zhang Jiafu?"
Where is Zhang Dash Shao? Didn't he go home yesterday?
Ye Bufan feigned ignorance, but secretly chuckled in his heart. Zhang Jiafu had indeed returned home, just to the ancestral home of Yincao Di Fu.
"Nonsense! You went out with me yesterday and haven't been back since." Zhang Hongwu glared at him fiercely, "Boy, if you know what's good for you, just tell me what happened. Otherwise, you won't be able to handle the consequences."
"Well, I don't know about that!"
"Ye Bufan said, 'Yesterday, Zhang Dashao took me out to look for Chu Yun. We didn't find him outside, so he left alone, and I returned to the medical hall. After that, I haven't seen him again.'"
"Boy, you still won't tell the truth, will you? Bring him back here for interrogation."
Zhang Hongwu finished speaking and with a wave of his hand, two officers rushed forward, taking ropes to bind Ye Bufan.

"My lord, let's talk this through. Little brother Ye truly didn't know…"
Su Dingfang, speaking, handed over a small bag of gold coins. Zhang Hongwu, however, ignored him and slapped it to the ground: "Old man, shut your mouth for me, or I'll take you back with us."
"Take it away!"
After finishing his words, he ordered his constables to take Ye Bufan away. He left the medical hall and headed towards the Tianlang City's Sky Patrol.
Along the way, under the gaze of countless people, a group arrived at the most intimidating place in all of Tianlang City: the Sky Patrol.
Entering the government office, Ye Bufan was directly brought to the torture chamber. As soon as he stepped inside, a wave of damp and gloomy air hit him, mixed with a strong smell of blood.
He took a look around. Logically speaking, this place should be similar to a modern police interrogation room, but the reality was worlds apart.
Here, all the instruments of torture are on display, proudly hanging around. Some I've seen in movies, but others I can't name.
The ground was black and sticky, with dried bloodstains that oozed a sense of utter gloom.
"Tie him up for me!"
Zhang Hongwu let out a loud shout, and immediately the guardsmen bound Ye Bufan.
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On an iron pillar inside the cell.
"Listen up, kid. The moment you stepped in here, your life was mine. If I'm not satisfied, you won't be walking out of this place alive!"
Zhang Hongwu said with a sullen expression, "Tell me, what did you do to my nephew? Where is he now? If you tell me, I can let you die a little more comfortably."
Ye Bufan remained unmoved, saying calmly: "I've already said, I don't know. Zhang Jiafu went back on his own, and it has nothing to do with me."
"Kid, are you trying to act tough with me? Let me tell you, here even a steel man will eventually beg for mercy. There's no such thing as being stubborn."
"Zhang Hongwu said, pointing to the instruments of torture hanging on the wall beside him, 'I guarantee you wouldn't be able to stand even one of these.'"
Ye Bufan looked at him with cold eyes: "If you can't distinguish right from wrong, you have to use punishment. Aren't you afraid of wrongly accusing a good person?"
"Wrongfully accusing an innocent person, how laughable…hahahaha…"
Zhang Hongwu burst into a fit of arrogant laughter, and when he was done, his expression changed. "In this Tianlang City, who is good and who is evil? It's all up to me."
Here, I let you be born if you're born, and I let you die if you die; there's no such thing as being wronged.
"Be a good boy and tell me, or you won't have a chance later."
Ye Bufan let out a cold smile. This guy had long been accustomed to taking lives lightly and probably had wronged countless innocent people in his day.
"I also advise you to cut your losses and become a good person. Otherwise, you won't have another chance later."
"Kid, it takes a coffin to make you cry."
Zhang Hongwu waved his hand to the side, "Let's get him some appetizers first."
The constable beside him was of the same ilk, grinning savagely before bringing back a pair of handcuffs, a fire pan, and a whip among other instruments of torture, laying them all out before Ye Bufan.
Zhang Hongwu's smile was sinister. "Boy, I'm giving you a choice. Which one would you like to try first?"
A playful smile appeared on Ye Bufan's face. "What do you think? Which taste is more bearable?"
Then taste the flavor of being caught off guard, and then you'll know what it means to be worse than dead.
Ma Hongwu waved his hand behind him to the arresters, "Carry out the sentence!"
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud bang. The ropes binding Ye Bufan snapped one by one. He then moved his wrist and glared fiercely at them.
(The End)

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