The guard went down to interrogate. Fang Er, meanwhile, sent a telegram to Shenyang to inquire about the annual ginseng shipment volume from the trading post.
Just ten minutes later, Lai Yifa's telegram arrived.
"Zhenguan Third Year, over twenty-seven thousand catties."
"Zhenguan Fourth Year, over eighty-five thousand catties."
"Zhenguan Fifth Year, up to now, over one hundred and thirty-one thousand catties."
In three years, less than two hundred and fifty thousand catties in total!
Of course, it was unavoidable that some people would engage in private transactions to evade commercial taxes.
But even if it doubled, so what?
A mere Liu Family Pharmacy actually stocked a hundred thousand catties of ginseng. This was too abnormal!
"Sa... sa..."
"My Lord, they've been caught! Five infiltrators were apprehended in the main camp!"
From the walkie-talkie on the desk, news from the main camp came.
"Keep a close watch on them!"
Zhang Gongjin quickly instructed, then he and Fang Er left the Protectorate and rushed towards the main camp.
However, when they arrived at the main camp, they saw the "donkey guy" (a nickname) with a dejected expression saying,
"My Lord, three are dead, only two are left..."
"Bang!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Gongjin kicked him.
"What the hell are you eating!"
"How could people die right under your noses?"
The "donkey guy" was also aggrieved, "My Lord, they had poison hidden in their teeth, and we couldn't find it in time."
All the teams that withdrew from the city, upon entering the main camp, had their bio-masks and masks removed. They were identified one by one by leaders like Zhang Yuanshuang and Ma Tongyuan.
The infiltrators were discovered this way.
The clothes were the same, but the people inside the clothes had been swapped out at some unknown time!
This was truly outrageous!
"Lead the way!"
Fang Er expressionlessly pulled Zhang Gongjin.
While the "donkey guy" and his subordinates were responsible, kicking him in front of his subordinates was somewhat inappropriate.
But in his heart, he had an ominous premonition.
Committing suicide by poison immediately after being discovered – this was the behavior of a death warrior!
Thinking of Cheng Yaojin being ambushed, and Yuchi Jingde being bagged.
The style was so similar!
Who were these people, why were they doing this, and what was their purpose?
Could it be that relying on these death warriors alone, they intended to overthrow the Great Tang?
In the Divine Spear Camp tent, three corpses were thrown at the entrance. Two people with their hands tied behind their backs, their mouths stuffed with gags, knelt on the ground.
"My Lord!"
The soldiers guarding the entrance saluted them as they approached.
Seeing the three corpses, Zhang Gongjin was so angry he couldn't even bother to greet them.
Entering the tent, he kicked one person over and pulled the gag from the other's mouth, sneering.
"Speak!"
"Who sent you!"
"Confess honestly, otherwise, I'll ensure even death is a luxury for you!"
"He... ptooey..."
The man spat out a mouthful of blood, glancing disdainfully at Zhang Gongjin and Fang Er.
Then, he suddenly burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha........."
"You want to get words out of me? Dream on!"
"Use whatever tricks you have. If I so much as frown, I'm a son of a bitch!"
"So tough, huh? Let's see how long you can stay tough!"
Zhang Gongjin turned and shouted outside, "Someone! Bring a pot of boiling water!"
Shortly, the "donkey guy" arrived with a copper pot, its spout emitting thick steam. Zhang Gongjin took it and poured it onto the man's feet.
But to his and Fang Er's surprise, the man showed no reaction at all.
Not only that, he provocatively taunted,
"Is that all you've got?"
"That copper pot must be heavy, right? Untie my hands, and I'll pour it myself, tell me where."
"Clang..."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Gongjin directly drew the short knife from the "donkey guy's" waist and chopped it towards the man's right foot.
With a "crack," the foot was severed.
"That's it?"
"Come on, chop a bit higher. You can try to mince this leg into meat paste!"
Zhang Gongjin was completely enraged. With a clang, he dropped the copper pot, raised his short knife, and prepared to chop at the man's other foot.
Fang Er, who had been watching coldly, suddenly said, "Stop."
Zhang Gongjin paused, looking at him in confusion. "Why?"
Fang Er pointed at the man and said, "If I'm not mistaken, this person has also taken a drug!"
"It's just not poison!"
"Donkey guy, go into the city and invite the Divine Physician Sun!"
"Mengzhong, bandage his wound, don't let him bleed to death!"
Upon hearing this, the man's previously impassive face finally showed a hint of change, a flicker of panic in his eyes.
More than ten minutes later, Sun Simiao was brought over. He had already been briefed on the situation by the "donkey guy" on the way.
The usually amiable Old Man Sun was also furious.
Those physicians were all trained by him personally.
Although they hadn't been formally accepted as disciples, strictly speaking, they were registered disciples.
Now, their life and death were unknown, and they had been swapped out!
Entering the tent, without a word, he immediately felt the man's pulse.
After only a few breaths, he opened the man's eyelids to examine the blood vessels and forced open his mouth to check his tongue coating.
After a series of examinations, he frowned and said,
"Mafeisan!"
"And concentrated Mafeisan!"
"It wasn't taken recently, but has been taken for a long time!"
"Not only Mafeisan, but other drugs were also administered to assist, this person can no longer feel pain!"
Fang Er: .........
What the hell, there's such a thing?
"Is there a cure?"
"No cure!" Sun Simiao gritted his teeth and shook his head.
After Mafeisan was revived by him, the formula was not entirely kept secret.
As long as a physician from the apricot grove came to ask for the formula, he would personally test them. If they met the requirements, he would provide it free of charge.
He never expected that it would now be used on death warriors!
Death warriors were already terrifying. Now, without the sensation of pain, wouldn't they become walking killing machines?
Thinking of this, Fang Er felt a chill down his spine.
At this moment, Sun Simiao walked towards the other person and examined him using the same method.
After the results came out, the old man gnashed his teeth in anger.
"Beasts!"
"They've turned a perfectly good person into a block of wood by force-feeding them drugs!"
"Torture will be useless on them, so think of another way."
Even he had no solution, so Fang Er and Zhang Gongjin were even more at a loss.
Death warriors were cultivated to be sent to their deaths. Through long-term brainwashing, they had no fear of death.
If they were not afraid of death, mental torture would have very little effect.
For such people, the usual method of coercion was severe torture. But now, these two individuals before them couldn't feel pain.
This was quite troublesome.