The two brothers finally entered the backyard of the Jingxian Building and casually closed the yard door behind them.
They were in no hurry to ask those people anything, but looked around instead.
The backyard of a restaurant should basically be used as a warehouse and dormitory for the waiters.
Mo Jiuye scanned around but did not see any warehouse at all.
Without even preparing ingredients, how could this be a restaurant?
Especially for such a famous high-end restaurant like the Jingxian Building, not only were there no prepared ingredients, even the food that was served was so perfunctory, which showed how impure their purpose was in opening this place.
Mo Jiuye only took a rough look around and did not check each room.
Just as he turned around, about to interrogate those people, he suddenly heard a faint sob coming from the woodshed.
Mo Chuhan also heard it.
"Younger brother, you stay here and watch them. I'll go take a look," said Mo Chuhan.
As he opened the door of the woodshed, a pungent stench instantly filled the air. Mo Chuhan instinctively covered his nose and mouth.
The woodshed was very messy inside. What caught their eyes the most were two people, one elderly and one young, lying on the ground.
The stench came from these two. It could be determined that they had been locked up here for some time.
Mo Jiuye had witnessed Wang Lin deceiving the king with a scam, and Mo Chuhan was also present then. Seeing the elderly woman in her fifties and the young girl of seven or eight years old, they should be Wang Lin's old mother and daughter.
Wang Lin had committed murder, but his family were innocent. As a government official, Mo Chuhan had the duty to rescue them.
Moreover, after seeing these two, he also believed that Wang Lin had killed Boss Jin out of desperation, otherwise who would deliberately let the officials discover the body after committing murder?
The two were very weak right now, with dry, cracked lips, clearly due to lack of food over the past days.
Mo Chuhan went to the kitchen.
The kitchen was some distance away from the alley where the fight had occurred. The two chefs inside did not know what was happening outside. With little business in the restaurant, the two chefs were casually chatting.
Seeing a stranger enter, they immediately asked, "Who are you? Don't wander around in the kitchen."
With one glance, Mo Chuhan could tell that they were in the same group as those two waiters.
Therefore, without saying anything further, he went forward to knock them down and truss them up in the backyard. Then he took two bowls of water to Wang Lin's family.
The old woman seemed to have been in poor health already. Her eyes were closed now, not knowing if she had lost consciousness. The young girl's condition was slightly better. The voice from earlier came from her.
People of this era valued propriety between men and women. Although the one lying on the ground was an old woman, Mo Chuhan still did not feel proper to go up and help her. He could only let the young girl drink some water first before finding a way to feed the old woman.
The old woman appeared unconscious but had not completely lost awareness, as she could swallow when the girl fed her water.
After a few sips of water, the old woman finally opened her eyes.
She looked at Mo Chuhan, then tears flowed down as she said weakly, "Thank you, Young Master, for saving us."
As she spoke, it was as if she suddenly recalled something. Her expression became terrified.
"Young Master, everyone here is vicious. You should leave quickly!"
She and her granddaughter had been locked up here for several days. Although no one came to torment them, no one gave them a bite of food or a sip of water either.
Moreover, she could hear the sounds outside. These were clearly not proper business people, as she sometimes heard them talk about killing people.
Thinking of this, the old woman was worried that her lifesaver would be endangered and thus reminded him.
Instead of leaving as she said, Mo Chuhan asked, "What is Wang Lin's relationship to you?"
Hearing the name, the old woman struggled to sit up.
"Young Master, do you know my son? Where is he now? Is he still alive?"
Wang Lin was imprisoned in the county prison for murder, and it was indeed as he said - because his old mother and young daughter were being held hostage, he was forced to kill.
Seeing the feeble state of the old woman, Mo Chuhan worried that telling her the truth would be too much for her to handle. If he really needed to inform her, it would be better to wait until she recovered somewhat.
Mo Chuhan's eyes flickered uneasily for a moment as he stood up.
"Wang Lin is still alive. You need not worry about him."
To prevent further questioning from the old woman, Mo Chuhan chose to leave the woodshed.
Even if not to evade the issue, he still had to go out - there were so many people outside that still needed interrogating.
Although Mo Jiuye did not follow Mo Chuhan into the woodshed, he could hear the conversation inside clearly. Hence when Eighth Brother returned, there was not much he needed to ask.
The two brothers exchanged a look and went up to the waiter who had obstructed them earlier.
The waiter had been beaten up severely by the two brothers and was still wincing in pain.
Mo Jiuye did not show mercy at all. He grabbed the waiter by the collar and lifted him up.
"Speak, who are you people?"
The waiter had already been deterred by the brothers' prowess earlier. Knowing he had kicked an iron plate, now being lifted up like a little chick, he was so frightened that he felt half of his soul had departed.
"I... I'm just a waiter of the Jingxian Building..."
With how these people acted, Mo Jiuye would have to be a fool to believe his nonsense.
Before the waiter could react, Mo Jiuye had already broken his other wrist.
The agony almost caused the waiter to faint, but Mo Jiuye would certainly not give him that chance.
He released the waiter's collar and grabbed his hair instead, forcing him awake.
The waiter had completely lost his previous bluster in the alley. He tearfully pleaded for mercy.
"Sir, please stop... I'm indeed from the Jingxian Building, but not an ordinary waiter... I'm a specially trained fighter..."
It would not surprise the Mo brothers one bit that the Jingxian Building had specially trained fighters.
After all, such a big restaurant would need some brawny men to maintain order and prevent troublemakers.
But it was questionable for a fighter to be acting as a waiter.
Furthermore, from this person's words, Mo Jiuye could ascertain that the other waiter dressed identical to him and those attendants in guard uniforms were all the restaurant's fighters.
For the Jingxian Building to open two branches in such a desolate location, and have no customers at all, was already suspicious enough. Add the fact that these fighters were acting as waiters - it showed how impure the purpose was for them to open a restaurant here.
Mo Jiuye continued his interrogation: "Why did the Jingxian Building open two branches in such a poor place like Northwest China? Why make you fighters act as waiters? Also, where is your manager?"
With such an extensive network laid out by the Xue family in Northwest China, it was impossible they only had a few fighters and desperados stationed here. Even if the head of the family Xue Jinchuan did not come personally, he would have sent a capable subordinate to oversee things here.
