67. Interrogation
Su Luo slowly walked to Lin Jian's side, and spread out the right hand he was holding tightly, on which lay a ball of hairy red threads, which looked like they had been torn from something. After Lin Jian reached out and took the red thread, Su Luo slowly retreated, his left hand always covering his chest.
"Where did these red lines come from?" Gao Daguan subconsciously asked, and his eyes unconsciously slipped towards Su Luo in the corner, with a very strange expression on his face.
"It doesn't matter how it came about." Lin Jian changed the topic expressionlessly: "The point is how to use it." Mr. Gao, I can't know all these people you brought, and I have to trouble you to sort them by age. This is a matter of importance, but don't mess up the order. β
The tall crown was full of suspicion, and his eyes kept rolling on Lin Jian's hand. But he didn't say anything after all, but turned around and ordered his nine subordinates to report their ages, and gathered on his left hand side in order from the oldest to the smallest. After the order was given, the nine people hesitated, and their faces were embarrassed and depressed
At this moment, the true prestige of this treacherous and cunning secretary general of the royal family was finally reflected, although the status of the nine people behind him was extraordinary, and there were even a few "noble-blooded" young masters (such as Mr. Wen Wen), but after grinding for a long time, they still moved their feet obediently, and walked to the side of the tall crown one after another. What this group of upper-class dignitaries are good at is gossiping about seniority, and they are absolutely familiar with each other's birth dates. So there was no need to even communicate, but after only a few minutes, the group of people had already lined up silently, a neat row of nine pairs of eyes staring at the tall crown. Gao Daguan went through the approximate ages of the nine people in his heart, and felt that there was no difference between them, so he turned around and reported to Lin Jian: "The people are lined up, what else do you want to do?" β
Lin Jian's face was not moved at all, and a pair of black eyes swept over the nine people who were standing crookedly. After looking around, he withdrew his gaze and raised his hand to throw the red rope to the tall crown: "Everyone stretches out their thumbs, the man out of his left hand, and the woman out of his right hand; Again, Secretary General Gao cut the red line into nine sections, and wrapped a section around each person's thumb. This rope must be tied tightly, if it falls off and breaks, I am not responsible. β
Gao Daguan stretched out his hand to take the red rope, but saw that the burrs on it were obliquely scattered and scattered, and it looked really loose, and it would break if one was not careful. He complained bitterly in his heart, so he could only take out the knife in his pocket and cut it carefully, and divided it among the nine people. The nine people had no choice but to wrap their fingers around the short piece of broken rope, but now the night was cool and the dew was heavy and the yin was fierce, and many people's hands had been frozen so that they could not obey the call, and they repeatedly broke the weak red ropes. Fortunately, Lin Jian seemed to have been prepared, and he took out a brand new one from his arms for each red rope on the field, and the length and size were exactly the same as the broken red rope, which was exactly the same. Gao Daguan watched the anger rise from the side, and secretly wondered in his stomach: "What does it mean that you want me to trouble when you have clearly divided the rope?" Interested in entertaining people? "I wanted to have a seizure right now, but I thought about it, the situation was wrong, and he could only pretend to be okay and bear it secretly.
It was only a few minutes later, and everyone had an extra red rope in their hands. Lin Jian raised his eyes and looked at them one by one, and said with a smile: "Trouble everyone, the next thing is the main event." Put your fingers tied with the red thread on your chest, start with the first one you look up, take seven steps forward -- remember, no more, no lessβand ask me questions. β
"Asking you a question?" The middle-aged man at the head of the row blurted out, "What do you ask?" What do you mean?! β
"Any questions about me personally. Things like 'who you are', 'where do you come from' to 'what are your dreams'. As long as it's about me personally, it's all sorts of weird and weird. I know everything, I can't say anything. Lin Jian's expression was indifferent, and his dark pupils slowly swept over the nine people: "However, each person is limited to seven, and seven must be asked." No interjection, no screaming and running away, or any kind of gaffe - I don't think you want to know the consequences. Got it? β
The nine nodded dumbly.
"Good." Lin Jian propped up his body, and a pair of eyes firmly stared at the half-hundred-year-old at the head of the row: "Begin." β
The middle-aged man in the lead dodged Lin Jian's gaze and took a cautious step. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, after counting seven silently, he stopped, and found himself standing between several bloody pieces of glass. Under the oblique light of the moon, it was refracted by the glass into a sea of red light, and he felt that he had blood stains on his body in a trance.
"...... First question. The middle-aged man said tremblingly: "You...... What's your name? β
"Gao Liang." Lin Jian said coldly: "Tall and tall, kind and good." β
As soon as the words fell, Gao Daguan and a few people who knew Lin Jian's details were already dumbfounded, and they looked at Lin Jian in amazement, obviously unable to think of why this person had a pseudonym temporarily. And -- and the name ......
"Year...... Age? β
"57 years old, born on September 13." Lin Jian casually agreed
This time, not only the tall crown, but also the nine people in the line cast horrified eyes, obviously not believing that this black-haired and smooth-skinned young man was already 57 years old, they looked at each other with questions, if they were not intimidated by the previous ban, they would have asked loudly.
It's just that no matter how much they doubt, it's less than one percent of the tall crown. Secretary-General Gao has always been well-informed and attentive, and the information of his subordinates is clear, and it is precisely because of this that he is even more shocked and frightened, and there is only one thought back and forth in his heart: "What does Lin Jian mean?" Why does he say that he is Gao Liang? How did he know that Gao Liang was 57 years old? Obviously, Gao Liang asked him, how ...... Why did he say something about Gao Liang? β
- That's right, this middle-aged man is Gao Liang, the real 57-year-old Gao Liang, born on September 13.
Gao Liang's face was already blue and white in the moonlight, and it was even more strange when it was lined with blood. He glared at the handsome man in front of him, and wanted to ask questions several times, and even turned around and fled, but in the end he reluctantly remembered the vague warning. His lips trembled, and he easily held back the next sentence:
"You...... What is your profession? β
"The personal assistant to the secretary general of the royal family, Gao Daguan, is about to be promoted to permanent undersecretary of the royal family."
There was a gasping sound all around. Gao Liang's face turned even whiter. He trembled with his voice: "You...... Do you have - what - strengths? β
"Excellent ability to summarize information, good at observing words and colors, boasting and greeting, first-class cooking skills, and second-rate brand skills."
"You...... Are you your hobby? β
"Hobby monotonous, that is, I like to have a few rounds of mahjong on weekends, and I rarely even go to entertainment occasions - Secretary General Gao, you just fancy this point before you repeatedly use your goals?"
Secretary-General Gao did not dare to speak. Gao Liang looked at him in horror, and then turned his head again:
"Man - the purpose of life?"
"Secretary General of the Royal Family-I'm joking, Mr. Gao's position is still unthinkable...... So-so, that is, a senior assistant in the imperial study? β
As soon as Lin Jian's words fell, he only heard a click, Gao Liang let go of the crutches in his hand and collapsed to the ground, fainting with fright. Gao Daguan's heart sank, and he just wanted to rush up to help Gao Liang, but he saw Lin Jian's expression not moving, and his left sleeve was lightly flicked. A breeze drifted by, and with a sound from Gao Liang, he woke up and turned around.
"Seven have already asked six, but don't give up halfway, Mr. Takara." Lin Jian reminded leisurely: "I said, you shouldn't want to know the consequences." β
Gao Liang's face turned pale, but he didn't dare to disobey Lin Jian's warning after all. He staggered to his feet with his crutches, glaring at Lin Jian in horror: "You...... What exactly do you want to do? β
"Simple." Lin Jian didn't think twice: "First hold Secretary General Gao's thigh and be promoted to permanent vice minister, and then wait for Donggong to ascend the throne." After the crown prince ascends the throne, he will definitely support his own people, as long as he knots well, it should not be a problem to enter the imperial study. Let's take it a step after that. β
He is still talking about Gao Liang's secrets.
Gao Liang squirmed his lips, but finally couldn't say a word. He looked at Lin Jian blankly, his face was in a trance. Lin Jian didn't pay attention to him anymore, he turned his head and swept over the remaining eight people, and said in a kind tone: "Next?" β
The eight of them took a step back in unison.
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There was a loud bang, and the last window in the hallway was finally reimbursed. Su Luo bent down to pick up a few large pieces of broken glass, walked over and handed them to Lin Jian, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Lin Jian took the glass and looked at the moonlight carefully, with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "Mr. Su is very decisive, I thought you would be entangled in whether to smash the window or not." Speaking of which, this is the property of the royal family, right? β
"The windows in the hospital are all specially designed." Su Luo didn't seem to hear Lin Jian's ridicule at all: "It is difficult to break from a frontal impact, but there are special stress points, as long as the direction of the knock is correct, it can be easily broken." This is for emergency escape considerations, and the average doctor will grasp it. β
"So you think it's an emergency?" Lin Jian thought thoughtfully: "It's not unreasonable. β
He reached for a piece of broken glass, looked at it for a moment, rolled up his sleeve, and slashed his wrist.
His movements are smooth and relaxed, as if they were checking the pulse. Before Su Luo could react, Lin Jian's wrist was already dripping with blood. His brain was empty, and he rushed out involuntarily: "What are you doing?!" β
"Blood sacrifice. The spells in southern Xinjiang are generally flesh and blood. Lin Jian didn't look back, he threw out the piece of glass with his hand, and when he shook it, blood beads on his wrist dripped down, but his skin was smooth and complete, and there was any damage. Su Luo stopped suddenly, and suddenly felt angry: "What the hell are you doing? β
"The special effect of the head-lowering technique." Lin Jian's tone was a little weak: "Some wizards in the Southern Barbarians still have to cut off their hair and tattoo their hair, piercing the skin around their bodies." The magic effect of this witchcraft is indeed a bit terrifying......"
Su Luo looked at him coldly and didn't say a word.
Lin Jian had no choice but to quietly put down the second fragment in his hand, turned his head and smiled: "...... Therefore, Mr. Su, you must be cautious next time you encounter this kind of witchcraft, this kind of spell is the most weird and terrifying, and the scary general Taoist technique can't catch up with the horse--but the conditions of this spell are very harsh, and you must put something on the caster......"
"I'm going to prepare the red line." Su Luo stiffly interrupted him, "Don't get yourself in trouble. β
He turned and walked into the shadows, never looking back.