Before he could finish speaking, Lin Caisang rushed over and kicked him down, leaving him sprawled out on the ground.
"Ugh."
The next moment, Lin Caisang walked over, placed her foot on the chief's chest, and pressed down until he grimaced in pain.
"You old good-for-nothing, caught red-handed and still won't spit out the truth. You two, come here, stuff this pill of poison into his mouth. I want to see just how tough he can act!"
Two constables, summoned by Lin Caisang's nod, came forward without hesitation—one prying open the chief's mouth, the other stuffing the poison pill inside.
"Ah, no, I don't want it, what are you feeding me, someone help, murder, you lot... Ah!"
The chief was forced to swallow the poison pill and started screaming for help in fear, but unfortunately for him, not a single person showed sympathy; in fact, some glared at him with anger in their eyes.
In fact, one constable even slapped him across the face as he was loudly cursing.