Lin Wuming's broken hands hadn't fully recovered, but he seemed to have forgotten this. Instead, he was using the plaster casts on his hands like hammers, ferociously smashing the enemy's face and chest.
While beating him, he was hysterically shouting: "Tell me or not! Hurry up and confess..."
Torami Toumi immediately recognized that the boy in front of her was experiencing emotional collapse due to the stimulation of combat.
New recruits often exhibit this symptom after their first taste of fire.
"He's impressive, but he's still just a recruit, after all," Torami Toumi shook her head and ran forward to stop him.
—Regardless of the enemy's life, if Lin Wuming continues this reckless behavior, the rest he's given his already broken hands will be completely wasted!
Torami Toumi also knelt on the ground and decisively grabbed Lin Wuming's arms from behind: "Wuming, calm down, the battle is over!"
Suddenly approached from behind and having his hands restrained, Lin Wuming instinctively struggled.
Lin Wuming was still a boy, and physically two years older than Torami Toumi. In his excited state, he was not at a disadvantage in terms of physical strength.
Feeling challenged, Torami Toumi also instinctively entered a combat state, reflexively attempting a grappling technique.
Before she could complete the "guillotine" maneuver, she heard the boy in front of her cry out in pain.
Torami Toumi immediately snapped back to reality, remembering that Lin Wuming was not the enemy.
Immediately following that, she felt her body being lifted by an invisible force, separating her from Lin Wuming's back.
Torami Toumi did not resist, realizing that during the brief, intense confrontation, in order to suppress the powerful resistance of Lin Wuming, her knees had pressed down on his calves.
In that instant, Torami Toumi indeed felt the sound of something breaking.
—I hope I only crushed the plaster cast fixing his leg...
However, judging by Lin Wuming's violent reaction, she was probably right that she had pressed down on his unhealed leg bone.
Lin Wuming's hands and feet were injured again. He dared not apply any more force to them, so he used his psychic power to lift himself up and turned to look at the girl behind him.
"Torami Toumi?!" He asked, with a mix of helplessness, fear, and grit. "Which side... are you on?"
"I am very sorry!" The girl immediately bowed deeply. "But I saw you attacking so fiercely just now, and I unconsciously forgot that you were still injured!"
Lin Wuming wanted to sigh, putting his hand to his forehead, but his hand was also injured again in the fight just now, so he had to give up.
"How did you find this place?" Lin Wuming asked, now calmer.
He had expected the Judgment force, or the enemy's backup unit, to find him first.
"I'm very good at tracking and finding people," Torami Toumi said with a hint of pride.
Then, instead of wasting words asking Lin Wuming for the specific details of his encounter, she pointed directly at the man lying on the ground: "Is this the enemy who attacked you?"
"Yes, he is the sniper," Lin Wuming nodded. "Very dangerous, very troublesome."
Although he caused zero tangible damage, this sniper was the one who put the most pressure on Lin Wuming throughout the entire engagement.
That's why Lin Wuming lost emotional control and hysterically beat him up after catching him.
As for interrogating for information... in fact, Lin Wuming never asked any substantive questions throughout; he just blindly told the enemy to "confess honestly." Ultimately, he didn't know the techniques of interrogation.
More than anything, it was an excuse for him to vent his anger by beating someone up.
"Your method of interrogation is wrong," Torami Toumi pointed out seriously.
Recalling his actions just now, Lin Wuming shifted his gaze, feeling a little ashamed. But he immediately felt something was wrong and quickly looked back.
"You... you know how to interrogate?"
Seeing the girl nod seriously, Lin Wuming felt even more terrified.
—This girl is dangerous in every sense of the word!
Even knowing Torami Toumi's tragic and unfortunate past could not negate Lin Wuming's apprehension towards her.
"...Lin Wuming?" The blonde, blue-eyed girl waved her hand in front of him. "Are you tired? Or injured? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"
While he was spacing out, this beautiful but terrifying girl actually got close to him!
Lin Wuming instinctively floated backward, creating some distance.
"No, no need. No need to go to the hospital yet." Lin Wuming shook his head, while mentally complaining—I wasn't injured in the entire fight today, but in the end, you caused my old injuries to flare up!
"I haven't finished what I set out to do," Lin Wuming said, taking a deep breath to calm down.
He was determined to solve all the problems in one go today; there was no way he would give up now.
"That's why I asked just now," Torami Toumi said. "What information do you want to obtain? I'll help you ask him."
Lin Wuming was silent for a moment, then said: "Any information related to the 'Black Moon' Research Institute. I just overheard from his accomplices that their employer is the Black Moon Institute. But I haven't had time to get more details."
The girl nodded, walked over to the downed sniper, and kicked him with her foot: "Stop playing dead. He didn't hit you hard; your injuries only look serious."
The man, who was already battered and bleeding from the nose, finally opened his eyes.
As Torami Toumi said, he only looked terribly beaten, but his injuries were not fatal.
Because his hands were injured, and Lin Wuming instinctively rejected the idea of "personally" killing someone, he held back his strength when hitting, relying mainly on the hard plaster cast to inflict damage on the enemy.
The reason the sniper didn't resist and allowed an injured, physically incapacitated boy to output damage on him was that he was completely suppressed by Lin Wuming's psychic power and couldn't move, so he could only feign death.
But how could such a minor trick fool Torami Toumi, who had crawled out of a sea of blood?
The girl untied a light yellow ribbon from her wrist. One end was wrapped around her hand, and the other hung loose.
Seeing the ribbon in her hand, Lin Wuming floated back a little further.
In Torami Toumi's hands, any strip of material would become the sharpest rapier!
"You heard our conversation just now," Torami Toumi looked at the enemy expressionlessly. "Hurry up and talk. Unlike him, I'm an expert in interrogation. Your resistance will be meaningless."
The "Hunter" leader snorted, ignoring her.
If he wasn't still being firmly suppressed by Lin Wuming's psychic power, he would probably turn his head to show contempt.
Torami Toumi showed no emotion. The ribbon in her hand suddenly went taut, then flashed out like lightning.