Planning Up

Yang Le put down the teacup. He tried to hold himself from catching his breath, regretting what he saw in front of him.

"General Xia, you don't just grab people on the street and accuse them of being rebels, do you? They are more like farmers than rebels, how can you be so sure they are a bunch of rebels?"

General Xia turned his body towards Yang Le who looked less than enthusiastic to see the two people in front of him.

"I found evidence on their bodies, and this can't be wrong, the rebels have peacock tattoos on their arms" Xia pointed at the left arms of the two suspects, round tattoos depicting peacock heads although they are a bit faded.

For the next few hours, Yang Le and Kai Le just sat watching Xia Lo interrogating their prisoner right in front of their eyes, more like torture than questioning.