Dozens of people were quickly driven by the officers and soldiers to line up at the foot of the hall.

They are all small minions, who dare to freely confess the location of the five stone scatters and the upper and lower families who buy and circulate without the consent of the leader.

The first man winced and looked timidly at the three pharmacy managers kneeling beside him.

"What are they doing? Don't dare to say? Song Huaijin asked.

That person's heart was in turmoil, his eyes kept wandering between Song Huaijin and the three leaders, if he said that, the three leaders would be able to escape in the future, would they let themselves go?

If you don't say it, what will happen to Song Huaijin? After all, she is a member of the imperial court, and she is still a woman, can she openly kill people in the lobby?

Song Huaijin saw his thoughts, his eyes dimmed, sighed softly, and picked up a musket that had been collected last night in his hand, and directly exploded the head of the first person.

Blood splattered, half of which was splashed on the second man's face.

The second person was shocked and frightened, and never thought that this seemingly weak woman would be so vicious, and shouted:

"Song Huaijin, even if you are in charge of interrogation, you can't kill people indiscriminately!"

Bang!

One shot went out again, and seeing that the heads of the two people were pierced in front of him, the third person panicked, crawled in front of Song Huaijin, and confessed six five-stone scattered hiding places and more than a dozen buyers.

The person waiting in the back scolded eagerly: "! Don't talk about it, leave us a way to live! ”

With this beginning, the next people are very sharp.

The master wrote the side.

Song Huaijin compared the information provided by these people with the information obtained by the Nine Emperor Princes, and it was basically correct, and others who didn't know quickly sent people to check.

After an interrogation, Song Huaijin let go of more than a dozen timid people and the most talkative, and personally sent the remaining 20 or so people to the prison to be disposed of.

After the dozens of subordinates were dealt with, Song Huaijin looked at the pharmacy shopkeeper, Ma Changfeng and An Pozi, and played with the musket in his hand lightly and continued:

"You guys, if you want to save your life... Tell me something I don't know. ”

The pharmacy shopkeeper was the first to speak, and Song Huaijin was more than a black market. Hooligans return the stream. The hooligans' forced confession and murder sneered:

"I don't understand what Mr. Huai Jin wants to know? All the hiding places and up and down trading lines they have finished, and some even start babbling, why do you keep asking. ”

"Isn't this for insurance?" Song Huaijin looked at him with an inexplicable smile, and his tone was quite provocative: "What? Do you still feel sorry for the people I killed you? Don't worry, you have a lot of people, you can't kill them all! ”

The pharmacy shopkeeper trembled at her rogue tone, gritted his teeth and said, "Then what else do you want to know?" ”

Song Huaijin took the confession from his master's hand and looked at it, and said, "I want to know, who is your Wushi San general supplier?" Also, where did you spend the money you made on the black market over the years? ”

The pharmacy shopkeeper's body shook, and he met the woman's deep eyes.

The eyes were like an abyss, emitting a faint cold light, as if as long as he loosened his mouth, he could suck his whole person in, and there was not even a slag left in the crush.

Only he knows that in the face of such a forced confession, his usual self-confidence was crushed by the woman in front of him.

But whether it is the general supply or the flow of funds, he can't afford to provoke any of them.

If he said it, even if he had the life to walk out of the Nine Kings' Mansion, he would not have the life to go home again, and those people would kill him immediately.

After thinking about it for a long time, "I don't know! ”

"I don't know." Song Huaijin didn't force him, and directly shot An Pozi's head, the bullet grazed her sideburns, and a line of blood was drawn there, which frightened her in an instant, and immediately kowtowed to Song Huaijin desperately.

Song Huaijin slowly paced to her side, stretched out his hand and stiffened her chin, forcing her to meet her gaze:

"Don't think I don't know, I was arrested in Dali Temple for no reason that day, and it was you who took the family to block Dye'er and didn't let her ask for help, right?"

An Pozi's psychological defense line completely collapsed, and she trembled violently, "Huai Jin, Huai Jin, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... I'll tell you everything I know, Huai Jin, what Bai Suyun is in is the poison of Wushisan, and the poison is under Ma Changfeng, she tricked me into helping him transport Wushisan and gave me money, and said that this is what the master needs. Huai Jin, I don't know anything else... You let me go, I..."

Bang!

A bullet pierced Ann's head, the corners of her lips stiffened, and her body fell limply, her eyes full of horror.

Song Huaijin immediately raised his head, and a small hole was opened in the roof at some point, and he directly and accurately solved Ma Changfeng's pharmacy shopkeeper with two shots.

Song Huaijin was in a hurry, and immediately snatched up and shot towards the small hole, and then there was the sound of footsteps leaving.

Song Huaijin didn't dare to relax at all, and immediately ran out of the lobby, climbed the beam of the house in two or three steps to chase after him, and he didn't catch up with a single back when the bullets ran out.

Exercise! It's so disturbing!

Song Huaijin secretly cursed in his heart, and Leng Leng looked at the direction in which the man fled.

That's the direction to Kyoto!

The original owner left when he was a child, and there are still many secrets in the distant and mysterious Kyoto.

Song Huaijin put away his gun and jumped down, ordered the officers and soldiers to clean up the hall, and after being relieved, the Nine Emperor Princes prepared to go to see Lu Jinchen.

During this period, someone came to report that "Chu Weiran is injured, can you postpone the meeting for a few days." ”

Only then did she remember that she had made an appointment with Chu Weiran yesterday evening.

That's it, anyway, she hasn't been in the mood lately, so she responded.

When she entered, Lu Jinchen hadn't woken up yet, and the gauze on her abdomen was red with blood, which looked shocking.

Song Huaijin simply asked people to fetch water, untied his clothes by himself, and wiped his wounds.

"What are you doing undressing me?"

A slightly hoarse voice suddenly came, revealing some weakness, but full of laughter.

Song Huaijin suddenly looked back at Lu Jinchen.

A smile tugged at the corners of his pale mouth, and his slightly evil eyes were staring at her meaningfully.

Why didn't this man get in shape at any time?

Song Huaijin said calmly: "Change the dressing." ”

"Oh, I thought you were lusting over me while I was unconscious... Hiss...... Lightly, it hurts. ”

"If you know it hurts, you will spare your life next time!" Song Huaijin's tone was quite a bit of a posture in which the elders taught the younger generations to hate iron and steel.

Looking at the woman's serious bandage, Lu Jinchen suddenly laughed in a low voice, and a warmth crept up in his heart inexplicably, and when Song Huaijin let go of the bandage, he reached out and took her to his side.

Song Huaijin leaned forward suddenly, for fear of hitting him, so he hurriedly held on to the bed board on the side to stabilize his figure, and looked angrily at the man on the couch who was smiling and groaning.

Lu Jinchen moved slightly, gave Song Huaijin some space, patted him next to him and motioned for her to sit down.

Song Huaijin had no choice but to sit down with the mentality of taking care of the patient.

Lu Jinchen smiled: "Huai Jin, did you cry before I fell into a coma?" Are you worried about me and feel sorry for me? ”

The pale face couldn't cover his stunning face at all, but made his slightly coquettish tone more effective.

Song Huaijin turned his gaze crampedly: "I...... I feel sorry for your injury. ”

"Then you should also feel sorry for the emotional intelligence!" Lu Jinchen said, and suddenly got up and pressed Song Huaijin under him.

Since the last time he was drugged in Jishitang, he wanted to get close again, but it was only because there was something that he intermittently delayed until today.

Song Huaijin wanted to raise his hand to fight back, but suddenly remembered the injury he had suffered for himself, and held back stiffly: "Lie down, you are still injured!" ”

Lu Jinchen turned a deaf ear, lowered his head and stroked the broken hair on the woman's sideburns, his eyes were deep, but they had faded from the sharpness of the past, and he was gentle and gentle.

He asked tentatively, "Can I kiss you?" ”