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"Where is the Assassin?"

Dian Wei rushed into the courtyard, the person had arrived, and the voice seemed to be still following Dian Wei.

"How daring."

Dian Wei, who rushed in, saw at a glance the assassin who was about to rush into the house, but was blocked by Pei Yuanshao.

"Young master, I'm sorry."

When the Assassin saw that Dian Wei had rushed in, he no longer had any hope in his heart.

The crossbow arrows in his hand were fired one after another, and then he slit his own throat with a dagger.

Watching the assassin fall, Dian Wei cursed.

"I still let him kill himself."

"General Evil, it doesn't matter, there's another one here, I knocked me out." Pei Yuanshao pulled out the stunned assassin.

"Haha, amazing." Dian Wei grinned.

"Brother Pei, these are all dead, how did you catch this?"

Pei Yuanshao said simply, "Do you want to invite the lord over now?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, please come over immediately."

Since I caught another one, I naturally don't have to wait for the one who was injured before to wake up.

"Father, I'm back."

Dianman took the tiger talisman and returned from the barracks with three thousand elite soldiers.

"You've come just in time, go and report to your lord right away, and say that you will capture an assassin alive tonight." Dian Wei Dao.

"Forget it, take him and go directly to the governor's mansion."

Dian Wei changed his words, not wanting to waste time.

It just so happened that Dianman came back with 3,000 elite soldiers, so he didn't have to worry about safety on the road.

If this assassin who was captured alive was still killed under the escort of 3,000 elite soldiers, then he would not be worthy of being this general.

Three thousand people marched towards the state governor's mansion.

Originally, he was going to inform Zhao Hui's pawn, but he was left in the academy to guard another unconscious assassin.

This was caught by Pei Yuanshao tonight, and Pei Yuanshao naturally had to go to the state pastor's mansion.

Tonight, the state pastoral government is destined to be unpeaceful.

Zhao Hui got up to see the seven assassins who had died, and was about to continue sleeping for a while, when Huang Kui came to report again, saying that Dian Wei had come.

"My lord, I will capture an assassin alive."

When Pei Yuanshao saw Zhao Hui, he said excitedly, and then he said again how he caught the assassin and the situation at that time.

"The people behind this scene are so generous." Zhao Hui sneered.

In one night, seven on the state and state side of the house, three on the college side, plus the previous six.

There are already sixteen dead soldiers.

Although these sixteen dead soldiers, all of them failed in the end.

But judging from their mission, these dead soldiers are all elites, and it will take more than ten years to cultivate one.

It won't be worse than those dead soldiers in Yuan Shao's hands.

In ordinary times, I'm afraid I can't train these dead soldiers.

Although many families have raised dead soldiers.

But most of them are just called dead soldiers, and the tasks they perform are indeed the most dangerous, and they are unsightly.

But in reality, these people are not really afraid of death.

If you know that it is a mission that will die, it is a mission that will die no matter whether it succeeds or fails.

Most people will still run away.

But now the sixteen dead soldiers who came to assassinate Zhao Hui were really not afraid of death.

It is indeed a difficult problem to pry open the mouth of such a person.

"Which of you will interrogate first?" Zhao Hui said.

"Lord, I caught the man, let me come first." Pei Yuanshao said.

He already has the credit for catching thieves, but who would dislike less credit.

Pei Yuanshao also mastered a lot of punishment methods.

"Then you come first, and if you can't ask, then change to another one, and be careful not to kill people." Zhao Hui said.

Now that there are two assassins in his hands, he is even more sure of asking who is behind the scenes.

Even if these dead men are determined, there are two people who don't want to get by.

At most, it's a matter of time.

But Zhao Hui estimated that this dead man would last for three days at most.

Pei Yuanshao interrogated for one day, Dian Wei interrogated for one day, Guo Jia interrogated for one day, and Zhao Hui himself didn't need to make a move.

Even Pei Yuanshao may have asked on the first day.

Outside the State Pastoral Mansion, a dark shadow watched Dian Wei Pei Yuanshao enter the State Pastoral Mansion.

The body of the black shadow ran silently through the alley, and soon left.

It's not dawn yet.

Before the door of the inquisitor could be opened, the black shadow jumped into the mansion and entered the inquisitor's secret room.

Doodle!

A dark shadow knocked on the stone door.

"Got a result?"

Inside the stone gate, Shen Mao's voice came from the small window.

This night, Shen Mao stayed in the secret room.

Although he was prepared for the worst in his heart, there was still hope in his voice when it really came.

He wanted to hear it, the news he wanted to hear the most.

"Both missions failed, and one more person was caught." The last dead man whispered.

His voice, as always, was without the slightest emotion.

They are real dead soldiers, and they are not because their families are controlled, but because they have really spent more than ten years training dead soldiers.

They were taken in by the family since they were young, and they didn't know who their family was.

All they know is that they obey the orders of the head of the house.

They will do whatever they want them to do, and there will be absolutely no hesitation, let alone refusal and disobedience.

"After all, it still can't be changed." Shen Mao sighed.

"You give this letter to the master mother for me, and you will go to the state pastor's mansion tomorrow and take the initiative to confess."

"Yes!"

"You go out first."

Although he already had the intention of death in his heart, Shen Mao didn't say anything.

He didn't even tell the dead man.

He couldn't face the rest of the inquisitor.

For his own selfishness, he made the trial family irreversible, and only one died.

He was the eldest son of the judge, and he grew up under the teaching of the judge.

Among the four sons of the trial, the one who is the most like the trial.

He wanted to assassinate Zhao Hui, but now he could only hope that Zhao Hui would be open to the reviewer.

He didn't dare to see Zhao Hui in person.

"How everything goes, it's up to God."

When he sent a dead man to assassinate Zhao Hui, he knew that as a rational and competent head of the family, this decision was absolutely wrong.

But he did it anyway.

He wanted to avenge his father.

In fact, from Yuan Shao's capture and Xin Ping's surrender, Shen Mao also knew that if his father was willing to surrender on the battlefield at that time, he would definitely not die.

Since his father was unwilling to surrender, how could he, as the son of a judge, weaken his father's life.

He believed that even if his father was still around, he would agree with his decision.

Even if this decision is made, the judge will never recover.

The last dead man left.

Shen Mao picked up the kettle from the corner.

It's just not the same as before.

This time, instead of water, the kettle was filled with a pot of poisonous wine.

"Goodbye, Grandma."

Shen Mao did not hesitate, closed his eyes, and put a pot of poisonous wine into his mouth.

He was still kneeling on the futon.

It's dawn.

The last deceased, after handing over the letter to the grandmother of the Shen family, immediately rushed to the governor's mansion.