Rescue Plan! Let You Bully My Master!

Meiyang's eyes widened in shock.

This guy... why does he talk so viciously?

Three breaths later—

The once stubborn and unyielding Elder Gui gave in!

Since Greedy Daoist had already confessed, what was the point of holding out?

"I... I'm still useful. I can tell you! There are three whole carts of explosives."

"When were they planted?"

"About three months ago! I wasn't involved in the planting, but I know it's under the Lantern Bridge. That's the truth.

I wouldn't lie at this point—please don't flay me alive!

Greedy Daoist is a beast! He betrayed his own sect. Please flay him instead!"

"Are there any other explosive sites? Tell us and we won't flay you!"

"There aren't! Not lying—I swear! That's all!"

Qin Ming, seeing there was no more information to be gained, stepped out of the prison tower with Meiyang.

Soon, a Demon Suppression Guard rushed over.

"Reporting to Captain Qin and Captain Meiyang—we searched the entire Lantern Bridge, even the waters beneath it! No explosives found!"

Hearing that, Qin Ming immediately furrowed his brows.

Mei Yang looked confused.

"How could that be? Xiao Qinzi, were they lying?"

Qin Ming shook his head.

"With both of them confirming the same information, I don't think it's a lie."

He looked at the guard and asked:

"Has the bridge been repaired in the past three months?"

"Uhh... yes, I think so."

"Where exactly?"

"I think... the support columns?"

Qin Ming suddenly realized something.

"Go! Split open the newly rebuilt columns! There should be three carts' worth of explosives—if not there, check all columns and the bridge deck!"

"Yes, sir!"

...

Qin Ming turned around.

Meiyang was staring at him, lips curled into a seductive smile.

"Meiyang, is there something on my face?"

"Nope."

"You're staring too seriously. You know, staring at handsome guys costs money."

"Pfft! You stare at my chest all the time and I've never charged you."

Qin Ming: …

"Say, Xiao Qinzi, how are you so sharp?"

"I didn't know at first either—I read it in a book written by a transmigrator!"

He tossed the book Police Case Records into Meiyang's arms.

In it, he had added hundreds of words on the prisoner's dilemma.

Meiyang didn't know many simplified characters, but could get the gist of it.

"Awesome! You're seriously awesome, Xiao Qinzi!"

...

Qin Ming, while waiting for Mengtu to return, snuck over to Mu Sizhe's cell.

Mu Sizhe's eyes lit up with joy upon seeing him.

He glanced around warily to ensure no guards were nearby and crawled over.

Qin Ming crouched and whispered into his ear, slipping him a Breath Concealment Pill—

A pill that could stop one's breathing and heartbeat for two hours, mimicking death.

Then, he returned to Greedy Daoist's cell to initiate the next phase of his rescue plan.

"Greedy Daoist, how are you feeling? That Strength Pill—did it help your spiritual power recover?"

"Thanks! Yes, quite a bit! But my chest wound still hurts terribly... that damned Five Elements brat, whatever blade he used, I'll have my revenge!"

Qin Ming smiled faintly.

There's more pain to come.

"Listen, the tower's getting emptier. When you hear me coughing in the distance—kick the cell door open."

"You're not coming with me? I heard this tower has traps."

"I need to distract the other guards! But I've got a plan. Once you're out, head to the seventh cell on the left—

There's a middle-aged man in there. He's a powerful transmigrator, respected by the Princess.

If you hold him hostage, no guard will dare activate the traps."

"Is that true?"

"I'd gain nothing from lying to you now!

But remember—you can only hold him hostage. Don't kill him. He's important to us transmigrators—I don't want infighting."

"Alright, got it!"

Half an hour later, Qin Ming greeted Mengtu at the tower's entrance.

She jumped off her snow colt, rubbing her red, frozen hands, looking cheerful.

"Xiao Qinzi, your Rabbit Sis is back. Aren't you going to help brush off the snow?"

"Did you find the explosives?"

"We did! You're amazing, Xiao Qinzi!"

Captain Meiyang looked at the three carts of explosives and exclaimed:

"These lunatics... they hid so much of it!"

"You were spot on, Xiao Qinzi! The newly built bridge columns were hollow and packed full of explosives!

These transmigrators are monsters—there would've been so many people on the bridge during the Lantern Festival. If it blew up, it would've been catastrophic!"

"What do we do with Elder Gui and Greedy Daoist? Keep them locked up?"

Qin Ming had to kill them to ensure the plan stayed secret.

"Of course these cursed transmigrators must die! And we have another reason."

He looked at Meiyang and Mengtu.

"You've both learned our interrogation technique, right?"

They nodded.

"If we let them live, the Empress will definitely take them and ask how we got them to talk.

Then our Demon Suppression Guards' secret method will be exposed!"

"Good point! Sister's really falling for you, you know?"

Qin Ming, Meiyang, and Mengtu first went to Elder Gui's cell.

Despite her seductive appearance, Meiyang was ruthless—

Her slim Yang Intestine Sword stabbed Elder Gui dozens of times.

Meanwhile, Qin Ming loudly coughed several times—

That was the signal for Greedy Daoist.

He heard it and sprang into action.

The chains on his feet shattered with a light jolt.

With some spiritual power restored, he moved much better.

He kicked open the cell door and followed Qin Ming's instructions—

Heading to the seventh cell on the left.

Qin Ming and the women strolled inside, chatting casually.

But halfway there, they suddenly saw Greedy Daoist—

He had Mu Sizhe in a chokehold, using his left arm.

"Greedy Daoist! You've got some nerve!"

Greedy Daoist panicked—this wasn't how the script was supposed to go!

The man who saved him said he'd clear out the guards—why are there so many here?

"Let me go, or I'll kill this man!"

Mengtu and Meiyang ignored him, advancing with weapons drawn.

Greedy Daoist backed away in panic.

Suddenly—

Mu Sizhe's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed.

Greedy Daoist was stunned!

He hadn't even applied pressure—was this guy faking it?

"Oh no! Greedy Daoist strangled Mu Sizhe to death!"

"Courting death!"

In a flash, Mengtu leapt forward—

Her three-eyed spirit rabbit emerged behind her, surging her combat power to new heights.

Greedy Daoist, already one-armed, blind, and wounded, could barely fight.

After just two moves, she kicked him, sending him flying, coughing blood.

Just as he tried to get up—

Qin Ming rushed over, dagger in hand, and leapt onto his back.

The poisoned Gu Blade sliced across his neck—

Blood sprayed violently.

Greedy Daoist trembled all over—

So much pain! Unbearable pain!

That blade... that feeling...

It felt familiar.

A realization dawned—he was just about to scream it out.

But Qin Ming yanked the blade again, slicing his neck completely.

He whispered in Greedy Daoist's ear:

"You bullied my master. I told you I'd kill you myself."

Greedy Daoist's eyes widened in shock—

Blood spurted from his neck.

He died with his eyes wide open, full of regret and disbelief.