Chapter 111: Interrogation
The sudden sound in the dungeon made everyone stunned. (Baidu search gives the fastest and most stable update to the literature network)
That sonorous and powerful, unquestionable tone, no one dares to disobey.
The moment the imprisoned assassin heard her voice, it was as if someone had struck him hard in his heart, and the rest was curiosity except for shock.
He moved his chained hands, but the stinging pain didn't make his brow furrow. He looked up slowly, his unkempt hair obscuring his vision, and the blood that splashed into his eyes curdled and kept him from opening them.
The more he struggled to open it, the more his eyelashes were glued and eventually parted.
desperately tried to see the person standing in front of him, but no matter how hard he tried, his eyes were always hazy.
In the end, he had no choice but to speak: "Trial? Joke! Bah! β
At the end of the sentence, he spat out a mouthful of phlegm, which flew to the feet of the guard who was walking in, and the guard was so angry that he raised his whip and did not hesitate to give it to him.
He turned his face sideways from the whipped pain, and then turned his head expressionlessly, raising his chin to look at the guard who had just whipped him.
If the interrogation had been useful, he would have confessed all the things a long time ago, so how could he still be guilty here?
Bai Ying looked at him, only thinking that she had seen something interesting, but the dirty appearance of the other party made her dare not get too close, and finally only stopped when he was extremely far away and looked at him carefully.
It is estimated that there is no good piece of flesh on the man's body, and the back of his hand alone is already a blur of flesh and blood.
It seems that during her coma, this person has been tortured to extract a confession, but she is still tight-lipped.
No matter how she looked at it, the face under the Assassin's unkempt hair was always expressionless, unable to read anything at all.
This is a tough guy!
Bai Ying, who was looking at the assassin, couldn't help but sigh.
Unable to bear it, she pointed to the mask on the side and asked flatly, "Why do you want to wear a mask, and what does this mask represent?" If you say it, I can let you live. β
When the guards next to him heard this, someone stood up and objected after a while: "Miss Xu, let him go back and not let the tiger return to the mountain?" This is something that can never be done. β
A gleam flashed in the Assassin's eyes when he heard the guards call Bai Ying Miss Xu. He blinked vigorously, and finally squinted slightly, and found that the girl standing in front of him was very similar to someone he remembered. It's just that the first time he and the man faced each other, it was a long time ago, and now that I think back, I can't remember it clearly.
"Are you still worried about the return of a man who was once defeated by you, and you can't do anything about it?"
Bai Ying listened to the guard's words and couldn't help but ask.
She understood their concerns, but she desperately needed a clear answer right now.
The mask had appeared in her dreams, and twice more in reality, and she had never seen it before, and she didn't think it was just a coincidence.
Maybe it's really as she thought before, that dreams and reality are connected.
"They didn't mean it that way, they just didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble because of this person."
Basil Xu couldn't look past it, so he couldn't help but stand up and explain to Bai Ying.
Hearing this, Bai Ying couldn't help but glance at him, and did not answer, but continued to look at the assassin, waiting for his reply.
At this time, the assassin also looked at her indifferently, thinking about the relationship between the person in front of him and someone he knew before, and the look of frowning between the two of them when they were angry was simply the same.
He was just sent out by his employer to step on the point today, and as a result, he was seriously injured by the expressionless guard, who had never missed, and he was finally defeated this time, I have to say that this is the performance of old age.
Thinking of the fierce battle at that time, he still really misses it, but unfortunately he fought with the other party's life at that time, and in the end they were tied.
After returning, he told his employer for the first time that the assassination had failed.
Now seeing such a girl so similar to that person, if that person is still alive, the child should be so old.
At this moment, he actually wanted to know the identity of the girl in front of him, maybe it was cost-effective to exchange one message for another, anyway, even if he got out alive and leaked the information, it would be a dead end, but at least he had to get a good death for himself.
He raised his chin again, so that he could see Bai Ying's expression more clearly, and asked extremely weakly, "It's okay if you want me to tell you about the mask, but you need to answer me a few questions." β
When the guard with the leather whip heard his words, he couldn't help but snort coldly, and another whip passed, and he didn't forget to admonish: "They are already prisoners, what qualifications do they have to talk about conditions!" β
The crisp sound of whipping sounded in the dungeon, and Bai Ying felt cruel when he saw the leather whip falling on the assassin's body, and finally had to close his eyes and said sharply: "Now it's Miss Ben who is interrogating, and without Miss Ben's order, no torture is allowed!" β
She never bothered to do that, but now it is a special situation, and she can't help it.
Hearing her words, the guard couldn't hold his face, but he still had to step aside.
Seeing that he had retreated, Bai Ying looked at the assassin and said in a flat tone: "If you have any questions, if you can answer them, I will say them without reservation." β
The Assassin looked at her, and couldn't imagine that a little girl could make such an elite guard obey her, who was this person?
He swallowed, moistened his throat, and after a while he asked, "Whose daughter are you?" β
Bai Ying thought that she would ask something, but it would be such a question.
She couldn't help but smile, and came to the garden to step on it, but she didn't know who lived in the garden.
By the way, she almost forgot that the assassin who stepped on the point last time had committed suicide before being captured alive, and did not bring the words back, and now the second time she stepped on the point, before she could talk about the situation, she had been arrested alive, and the punishment was incomplete.
Should she say that the people who stepped on the point are not good at kung fu, or should she say that the guards left by Uncle Thirteen are definitely the elite of the elite?
She looked at the assassin and couldn't help but laugh and said, "Are you planning to make a secret visit, directly investigate, and then bring the news back, so as to absolve you of the crime of revealing the news?" β
The assassin couldn't help but laugh, "So what? Aren't you going to answer? But what I have is patience with you. β
"I'm not going to leave it unanswered, just listen. I am the daughter of Xu Jiang, the champion of the dynasty, Xu Baiying! β
The assassin's eyes widened when he heard this, he couldn't believe what he had just heard, but the girl in front of him was really similar to that person, could it be that what she said was all the truth?
How long had he not been in the world to miss something so important?
Counting up, it is indeed fourteen years.
He looked at the change in Bai Ying's expression in front of him, and found that the person in front of him was really well-educated, and it was really rare that the current situation could still be shocked.
If the person in front of him is indeed the daughter of Xu Jiang, how could he not know what happened fourteen years ago?
Regardless of whether what the other party said was right or not, since he asked the other party's name, it was his turn to answer now.
"This mask is required to be worn by a mysterious organization that has only emerged in recent years, and my employer is the leader of that organization, so he naturally wears it when he goes on missions. This time, I came mainly to investigate King Mu's movements, but I didn't expect to be arrested by you. That's all I have to say, you can let me go. β
He said weakly to the end, looking up at Bai Ying, hoping that he would be able to speak and count.
In fact, his answer was very vague, except that he knew that their purpose this time was to investigate the movements of the Thirteenth Uncle, so he had no other useful information.
But if you think about it in another direction, how is her answer useful? As long as you grab anyone in the garden and ask, you will know who she is, why does the other person have to ask this unnecessary question?
Did he intend to state his purpose in the first place? But no one is stupid enough to do this, because once the information of the organization is revealed, it will not survive.
This man is not going to live?
For this reason, Bai Ying couldn't help but squint her eyes and carefully look at the person in front of her, and said, "I don't know if what you said is true, if it was made up randomly, I didn't let you go for nothing?" β
She said this deliberately, and soon saw the assassin's mutated face.
Seeing this, she couldn't help but smile and said, "I've always been a man of words. With that, she let Basil unlock it.
Seeing Basil let go of the person, she didn't linger any longer and turned around to leave.
Damn, she moved too much just now, and the wound on her neck was involved, and now it feels like it's cracked open and oozing blood.
Now she still obediently goes back and lets Banxia re-bandage her wounds.
Basil didn't leave with her.
When she saw the guards inside just now, she knew that she would throw people to them, let alone release them, and it was estimated that she would kill them soon after she turned around.
Basil stayed inside, which can be regarded as reassuring her. Basil has always been at ease when she does things, at least she is his master, and he doesn't dare to disobey her words.
Out of the dungeon, she only felt that the surroundings that were still cool just now suddenly seemed to be stuffy, and after a while, a lot of sweat flowed on her forehead, and the pace under her feet also accelerated a lot.
By the time she returned to Xixiangxuan, it was not too early. Nalan Minshuang, who had always gone to bed early, was still waiting in front of her room at this time, and when she saw her coming back, she hurriedly greeted her.
Seeing that blood was oozing from the wound on her neck, she immediately stopped talking, and hurriedly came over to change the gauze in the middle of the summer, which really didn't allow her to talk more.
After the wound was treated, she always stood with a straight face, standing with her hands on her chest, even Bai Ying smiled at her, she was indifferent.
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