By the time the captured Assassin was handed over to the Black Ice Terrace, he was half-dead, covered in blood, and had his jaw removed.

Naturally, the people of the guard battalion would not be polite to him. Those who dare to assassinate Jiang Chuan, the people in the pro-guard camp are eager to chop it into meat sauce and then hurry up.

If it weren't for Jiang Chuan's interrogation, this guy would have died a long time ago. Of course, the jaw was removed to prevent this guy from having another chance to commit suicide by poisoning himself or biting his tongue or something.

It's just that interrogation is indeed a technical job, especially for these dead men who have long since stopped taking their lives seriously, ordinary interrogation methods are useless. The men of the guard battalion are all elite on the battlefield, but they are really not very good at interrogation.

Chen Zhaojun took the people away and went out through the side gate of the palace, where an inconspicuous carriage was already waiting. Throwing the unconscious assassin into the carriage, Chen Zhaojun jumped onto the carriage, grabbed one of the hats from the carriage and put it on, and quickly left the palace in the carriage.

After leaving the palace, the carriage circled the city several times, making sure that there were no stalkers behind it, and then turned into a small alley, and parked the carriage at the door of a small and inconspicuous courtyard.

This is a safe house set up in the capital by a black ice platform.

Cunning rabbit three holes, throughout the ages and all intelligence and espionage agencies will set up several safe houses in the same place, this is a common practice in ancient and modern China and foreign countries, of course, in order to avoid accidents can have a place to take refuge.

Chen Zhaojun jumped out of the car, first stood in front of the door and listened quietly for a while, and after confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he took out a special whistle from his arms and blew it.

The whistle sound was peculiar, a bit like a woman's low sobs. The voice was tactful and mournful, and it burrowed into the crack of the door and floated into the small courtyard.

Soon, there was a voice from inside the small courtyard: "Heavenly King Covers the Earth Tiger", the voice was very low, and Chen Zhaojun happened to be able to hear it clearly.

He poked his head out vigilantly and glanced at both ends of the alley to make sure there was nothing abnormal, then approached the door panel and whispered back: "Chicken stewed mushrooms." ”

This incision is a type of identification inside the Black Ice Table. It is said that Bai Gongzi heard it from his lord.

The door was quickly opened from the inside, and two men in ordinary clothes walked out of it gently, Chen Zhaoju nodded at them, and clicked the carriage outside the door, and the two people also nodded, opened the door completely, and rushed into the courtyard from the carriage skillfully, and the gate was quietly closed again.

Not long after, a beggar with loose hair and a foul smell all over his body came out of the courtyard with a stick in one hand, a pair of broken shoes, and a broken bowl in his hand, and limped to the mouth of the alley and sat down against the wall, a pair of numb eyes looked boredly at both sides of the long street, if you look closely, you can find that this beggar's eyes have shrewd and vigilant glances from time to time.

The layout of the small courtyard is very simple, it is an ordinary house: the front is a hall house. The layout of the hall is a living room in the middle, and there is a room on each side.

On the east and west sides are three wings connected together, with a large tree growing in the center of the courtyard, a well on the south side, and stacks of neatly stacked firewood against the base of the wall.

Under the tree, there is a stone table, surrounded by a circle of small horses.

Chen Zhaojun sat at the stone table and explained the task to the other two men: "This person will be tried as soon as possible, and the results will be obtained before dark." Kuroko, you do it. ”

A dark-skinned, honest-looking man on his left nodded, stood up without saying a word, and walked towards the hall.

In the living room of the hall house, there is a cabinet against the wall, and there are some tea sets and other things on the cabinet, which looks rough and ordinary.

In the center of the hall is a table of eight immortals, with two chairs on the left and right, which is a typical living room furnishings.

The man groped under the table of the Eight Immortals, and there was a clicking sound behind the cabinet over there, and the cabinet actually moved to the side, revealing a dark hole in the back.

The man named Kuroko lifted the unconscious Assassin captive on the ground and walked into the hole, and soon the cabinet snapped shut again.

In the courtyard, Chen Zhaojun continued to explain the task to the man sitting on the right: "Pick some white clouds, those people around the lord are all from the palace, there must be insects among them, find out the insects." ”

The man next to him said, "What about the black soil?" Would you like to arrange some as well? ”

Chen Zhaojun said: "The black soil is not needed, there is a guard camp, Baiyun only needs to find out the insects, and let them do the things of catching insects." ”

The man nodded, didn't say a word, got up and left.

After a while, a merchant selling fruit with a burden appeared on the long street outside the alley, and when passing the beggar, the two eyes interlaced without a trace, and nodded to each other imperceptibly, and the fruit seller grabbed a fruit and threw it to the beggar, who smirked and reached out to catch it, and bit off half of the fruit with a click.

The merchant walked forward with his burden, shouting as he went, his eyes looking around intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Zhaojun sat at the stone table, a leaf fell from the top of his head and landed on the stone table, he looked at the leaves quietly, not knowing what he was waiting for.

It was getting late, and the shadows of the trees shone obliquely on Chen Zhaojun's body, making his shadow look half-light and half-dark, obscure.

Finally, there was a clicking sound in the hall, and then a figure walked out, it was Kuroko.

There were already a lot of flies at this time, and the green-headed flies that had been circling here and there gathered around Kuroko at once, buzzing around his hands, as if they had their favorite delicacy on them.

Although the hands looked clean, there was nothing out of the ordinary.

Kuroko's disgusted hand swept from his waist, and a black and slender soft sword shook a few times in the air, and those flies instantly fell a large piece, and the rest were scattered in an instant.

Heizi wrapped the soft sword back around his waist, came to Chen Zhaojun, took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it over: "Recruited." ”

Chen Zhaojun glanced at the sunspot and laughed: "Your wind-chasing sword technique has improved again, and now you can stab nine flies to death with one sword, I remember that there were only seven last time." ”

Kuroko smiled innocently: "The subordinates' little swordsmanship is not enough for the adults of Qianhu to see." ”

Chen Zhaojun reached out to take the piece of paper, and suddenly frowned: "Every time you kid asks you to interrogate people, it makes it so bloody." You're digging out your intestines again this time, the smell is too big, no wonder the flies are looking at you. ”

Heizi still smiled innocently: "I don't want to, it's just that the grandson's mouth is too hard, so I don't do it, I'm afraid that it will delay the lord's affairs." ”

Chen Zhaojun ignored him, quickly read the content on the paper, and said, "That's true." ”

After speaking, he got up and said to Kuroko: "Look at the house, I want to see the lord." Without waiting for Kuroko to reply, he folded the paper in his hand and stuffed it into his arms, walked to the wall, and with a slight jump, the person disappeared.