And So, It Begins

　　Thunder clapped. A droplet of water splattered on the ground. A second and third dropped followed… Pit, pat, countless droplets rained down. Mist gradually built up. Jiangnan's rain was always gentle, but the drizzle would go on for a long time. It was safe to a.s.sume the rain would last all night. How much filth did the winter rain that night wash away?

　　A family servant suspiciously climbed over the wall connected to Shen Yiren's group's courtyard. Suddenly, he dropped to the ground with a thud. Shen Yiren choked him by the neck with a vice-like grip and interrogated him: "How many members of Evil Spirits have come? Where are they?"

　　Shen Yiren wore on the black robe and watched him from the darkness when she noticed him behaving suspiciously. When she deemed it appropriate, she decided to subdue him.

　　The servant could smell the fragrance of plum blossoms tickling his nose. Though Shen Yiren was attired in a black robe to prevent the reflection from the water revealing her ident.i.ty, there was no denying her curves. Seeing the beauty, he felt as if the pain at his neck reduced to a degree.

　　"Speak and I shall reduce the pain."

　　Shen Yiren tightened her hold. As a decently high-ranking member of Evil Spirits, the servant wasn't the type to easily surrender. Still, the smooth touch of her white hands was arresting. When she squeezed tighter, restricting blood flow to his brain and oxygen from entering his lungs, the pain turned into an arousing sensation. In the end, he ratted out his team. After that, he said, "I-I-I want m(ore)-."

　　"Have this!" Shen Yiren used a finger to slit the servant's throat.

　　The servant died with a desire for more abuse on his face. If the m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.ts were to learn of his death, they'd praise him for being cultured.

　　Shen Yiren was exhausted. When Yan s.h.i.+san taught her that particular interrogation method, he did tell her it'd hard for her to be an expert interrogator, because she was already a stunner, yet also tried to keep her feminine charms, namely smooth and radiant skin. As he predicted, when she used the tactic for the first time she discovered she lacked the strength to strangle someone to death. Despite her efforts to hurt him, her first victim wasn't hurt. Instead, he was so happy that he cried tears of joy.

　　"What are you so happy about?! Cry miserably or I'll strangle you to death!" Shen Yiren yelled to her first victim.

　　Shen Yiren didn't realise she loosened her hold, since her hand gradually went numb from squeezing his neck for so long, but she tightened it again. With blood flowing to his brain and oxygen flowing again, she unknowingly turned his experience into an arousing one. In the end, the suspect spilt the beans and was so happy after that he wanted to turn a new leaf. That almost left her, however, with a traumatic memory.

　　Whenever Shen Yiren used the interrogation method, she'd always acquire accurate information. Howbeit, the suspect would become a slave to the interrogation method. It was essentially addiction to a drug. Not even Yan s.h.i.+san possessed the innate potential she did with the method. Every time, Yan s.h.i.+san would just remark, "Natural Queen…" and stop there.

　　Shen Yiren rarely interrogated suspects in recent years. Maybe she found it excessively inhumane or troublesome. She merely had no choice this time. She was strangely frustrated when she found the power of hers had improved since she last used it. It didn't help that the information she obtained was immensely important: Evil Spirits were targeting them, and they were coming.

　　Evil Spirits, a group of bandits in Beijiang, were a force to be reckoned with at what they did. They claimed to be capable of stealing anything and everything. True to their claim, they never failed before.