In fact, this flaw is very inconspicuous, and Fang Cai Wuzhi only felt that something was wrong, and he didn't see the flaw at the first time. If it weren't for the strange look of Lord Lan, Wu Zhi wouldn't even think deeply, and naturally thought that the person had indeed gone to the wrong room.

It is true that there are often things that go to the wrong guest room in Fan Lou.

Fortunately, Lord Lan is also very keen, and this sensitivity is not possessed by ordinary people, so it is no wonder that the guards and Qin Hui did not realize the clues.

"My lord, why did you say that person was knocking on our room, can Lord Lan catch that person?" Qin Hui asked Wu Zhi.

"There are no flaws in that person's dress and acting skills, he should be a secret agent who specializes in disguise to find out the news." Wu Zhi groaned, "Lord Lan's body is like a ghost phantom, he will definitely be able to hold that person, and when Lord Lan arrests the person, we will be able to know the purpose of this person after interrogation." ”

After a pause, Wu Zhi continued: "I think this person is eighty percent here to find out the news of Lao Hu, you go in and tell Song Gong to let Lao Hu stay in the room first and don't come out." You can stay in for the time being, and I'll tell you to come out later."

The reason why Wu Zhi would give Qin Hui such an order was mainly because he was afraid that there would be some scenes later, and Qin Hui, a scholar, would not be comfortable with it.

Since he is a secret agent, his mouth must be very strict, and he can't pry his mouth open without some extraordinary means.

Although Qin Hui was a little puzzled, he didn't ask much, got up and entered the room, he knew that Wu Zhi must have Wu Zhi's intention if he didn't say the reason.

After a while, after only hearing a few knocks outside, I saw Lord Lan carrying the dying spy to the room, and threw it to the ground, and his own guard tied it to the chair, and there was a footprint on the spye's chest, and there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, which was obviously taken down by Lord Lan.

"Did you alarm others," Wu Zhi asked Arashi-sama.

"No, I took this guy down before he even went downstairs."

As he spoke, Lord Lan stood beside Wu Zhi and confronted the spy with Wu Zhi.

"Okay."

Wu Zhi nodded, glanced at the secret agent, and asked in a cold voice, "Tell me, who sent you here to do something?"

"Hmph, I don't understand what you're asking, I'm a guest in this Fan Tower, but I was beaten up like this by you when I went to the wrong room, and there is no royal law" The secret agent struggled for a moment, his face full of anger.

"Went to the wrong room, don't you know that you have revealed a flaw," Wu Zhi said with an eyebrow.

"What a flaw"

The spy was nervous for a moment, he was obviously wondering why Wu Zhi and the others had made a move on him so quickly, he had no problem dressing at all, he really drank a lot of wine, and there was no flaw in what he said after countless experiments.

"You shouldn't have knocked on the door"

After Wu Zhi finished speaking, the secret agent was puzzled at first, and then his face turned red in an instant, and Wu Zhi laughed ruthlessly: "At your level, you still learn to be a spy at others, at most you can deceive some ordinary people, and if you want to deceive us, don't pretend anymore, you know what kind of people we are, and we won't arrest you for no reason." ”

The spy suddenly had a broken jar and a broken expression, and said with a smile: "Hmph, since you have seen through it, I admit that I want to kill and scrape whatever you want, I won't say anything."

"Hehe, I have some backbone, but can I change my lines, every time I say that I want to kill and scrape" Wu Zhi shook his head helplessly, and said quietly: "So, you want me to torture you before you are willing to say it"

The spy secretly gritted his teeth and said, "Hurry up if you want to do it, what so much nonsense"

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Behind Wu Zhi, Lord Lan heard him scolding Wu Zhi, and immediately stepped forward and slapped him fiercely

"Clean your mouth or cut out your tongue"

There was a purple handprint on the face of the spy who slapped him so hard, and he snorted coldly, but he didn't dare to scold anymore.

"Lord Lan, don't be so rude" Wu Zhi smiled, and then said in a calm and gentle voice: "Don't delay the time, let's start the torture below"

When Wu Zhi said this, it seemed that torture was a very elegant thing.

"Your Excellency is ready."

Lord Lan moved quickly, and he had already taken a pair of chopsticks and showed them to Wu Zhi.

"What are you doing with chopsticks," Wu Zhi was puzzled.

"Torture" Lord Lan gestured between his fingers with chopsticks, and said, "Finger clipping, isn't this the last time in Fanlou to deal with Daoist Xie or you invented it." ”

Wu Zhi smiled bitterly and said, "Of course, this method has been tried and tested to deal with the soft bones of Daoist Xie, but to deal with the professional in front of him, it is too pediatric."

After Wu Zhi finished speaking, the secret agent in front of him snorted coldly.

"Then how to use torture, this is a restaurant, there is no other torture instrument except chopsticks" Lord Lan put the chopsticks on the shelf, and said helplessly, "Is it possible to use fists and feet directly"

"The punches and kicks are too rude, and it won't be good if you kill him." Wu Zhi shook his head and said with a smile: "As long as you put more effort into it, you will always find a way to torture people" Touching his nose, he felt that his words were a little perverted "I don't have time to talk nonsense with him, just be ruthless, bring me a pot of toothpicks." ”

"Toothpick"

Although Arashi was puzzled, he quickly brought a toothpick.

And the spy in front of him also showed a look of surprise and fear, and it was precisely because he didn't know how to torture the toothpick that he was even more afraid.

After Wu Zhi got the pick pot, he elegantly took out a few toothpicks and handed them to Lord Lan, and said gently: "You take someone, first insert these toothpicks into his nails." ”

"What's in the nails?"

Halfway through his words, Lord Lan suddenly changed color and said, "What my lord means, insert it to the end"

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