No matter how heavy the blizzard is outside, the tense atmosphere in the imperial city is as deep as it is.

In the dungeon of the Criminal Division, the interrogation is being arranged in full swing.

Yu Jingyan and Lao Wu were all staring at the scene.

But these people were silent as if they were dumb.

The dead men who signed the contract of life and death were very strict, and the general criminal law could hardly ask anything from their mouths.

There was a rush of footsteps outside the dungeon, and the bright dark silk tent reflected the dignity of the visitor.

The emperor was not in a hurry, and walked in with a relaxed footstep.

"See Father."

"See Your Majesty."

Everyone knelt down.

"Get up." The emperor said lightly.

"Father, you are the body of the Ninety-Five, how can you come to such a dirty place?" King Xu said softly.

The emperor waved his hand and comforted: "It's okay, it's okay, I'll take a look." ”

The chamberlain behind him hurriedly brought him a clean stool.

The Emperor tugged at the dragon robe and sat down carefully and casually.

"Did you find out anything?" The Emperor turned his head and asked, King Xu, who was standing on his side with his hands down.

"Back to my father, not yet. They were all very tight-mouthed, afraid that they would not have a few days and would not be able to ask anything. King Xu replied, "It's better for my father to go back and rest first, and my sons will step up interrogation day and night, and it is important for my father to take care of the dragon's body." ”

The Emperor pondered for a moment, "This is all the Assassins? ”

King Xu shook his head, "There is also a person who looks like a leader, who is held in solitary confinement. ”

"Where?"

"In an underground water dungeon."

The water dungeon of the Penal Division, located at the lowest point of the dungeon, is a densely packed space specially dug out.

Only a lone cell was placed on the water, and next to it was a pool a few feet deep that had been specially poured in. There is no light in the water prison, and the darkness of the whole day gradually breaks through people's psychological defenses.

Not only that, but the prisoners in this water prison will be tightly confined to a stone seat, unable to move, and there is a sunken flowing water device above the head, and there will be drops of water constantly dripping on the top of the prisoner's head, and as the days go by, his head will become thinner and thinner, and the psychological defense line will slowly collapse.

However, this is not the best method of interrogation, the time is too long, and it is a bit of a reversal of the cart.

The Emperor frowned, "I'll take a look." ”

He got up to leave, but was stopped by King Xu on one side.

"Father, a gloomy place like the water dungeon may cause my father's dragon body to feel uncomfortable." King Xu said softly.

The Emperor looked at him and suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

The place where the hand fell was the same place where King Xu was injured.

The painful King Xu frowned slightly, screaming in his heart, and didn't dare to say anything.

"It doesn't matter."

"The minister went with his father." Yu Jingyan, who had not interjected on the side, mentioned.

"I can go by myself, and you can judge it here." The emperor made a decision, and never looked at Yu Jingyan from beginning to end.

The jailer in this dungeon has never been so nervous as he was tonight.

After all, although there are also relatives of the emperor and the country, it is really difficult for the Son of Heaven to be common in this dirty place.

They bowed down and waited carefully, while controlling their breathing, for fear that their panting would disturb the emperor

Even the squire who was in charge of the dungeon crawled out of the warm bed at home and ran back to his work unit against time.

The Emperor walked slowly through the corridors of the dungeon, and the group behind him was silent.

Only Gonggong Zhu dared to open his mouth to comfort the emperor.

"Your Majesty, this place is too gloomy, Your Majesty still has to take care of the dragon's body."

The emperor nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Zhu Guang, you have become more and more good at running errands recently, and you have begun to teach me how to be a person." ”

He was already in a very irritable mood, and Gonggong Zhu kept chattering in his ears, and his ears were almost grinding out calluses.

Gonggong Zhu took a deep breath of cold air and knelt on the ground with a puff. It doesn't matter how dirty the mud on this road is, "Your Majesty forgives your sins, and the old slave has a lot of mouths." ”

The Emperor turned and glared at him, "Hold on, it's very dirty here." ”

Gonggong Zhu hurriedly got up.

Just as he was still some distance away from the door of the water prison, the emperor suddenly stopped.

He closed his eyes and stood in the middle of the corridor with his hands in his hands, a little hesitant.

The thoughts in his eyes were fleeting in an instant, and the cracks in the stone above his head were gloomy and damp all year round, and water droplets were dripping from time to time.

"You're all waiting here."

The Emperor said in a deep voice, and walked slowly alone.

"Your Majesty...," Gonggong Zhu shouted softly.

"Wait."

The quiet and powerful voice echoed in the empty corridor, and the emperor did not look back, but walked towards the abyss step by step with his hands behind his back.

Leaving Gonggong Zhu and the dungeon officials looking at each other, they didn't dare to make a sound, and they didn't dare to take a step and waited there obediently. The people outside didn't know what the emperor was thinking at this moment, but they could feel a little resolute and desolate in his back for a moment.

The door squeaked open.

After the jailer behind him opened the door, he retreated in a familiar manner, far away.

Not everyone has the life to eavesdrop on the emperor, and not everyone is willing to die.

The light in this water prison was very dim, but perhaps because of the interrogation he had just been given, the candles inside had not been completely extinguished.

The boots embroidered with dark gold filigree had long been stained with mud, and the air had become heavy the second he stepped into the room.

The Emperor raised his eyes to look at the man locked in the stone chair, and the depth of his eyes was bottomless.

He walked over slowly, taking a closer look at the man's face.

At this time, the prisoner's face was already dirty.

Mixed with blood and sweat and the ashes of the fight, only the whites of the two eyeballs were dripping and turning.

It was terrifyingly white in this dimly lit space.

The man looked up at the Emperor with difficulty, but did not speak.

His lips were so dry that his skin turned into flesh, and the blood stains on the side of his mouth were still stubbornly condensed on his face. No matter how heroic and refreshing he was in fighting in front of Shangyang Gate before, how humiliating he is now after becoming a prisoner.

Since he is already a prisoner, let alone any etiquette.

Not to mention the emperor, even this air, it will be difficult for him to breathe it in the future.

There was silence for a long time, and in the end, the emperor opened his mouth first.

He stood a foot away with his hands in his hands, and stood there silently.

The voice is extremely clear.

"How much benefit did King Xu give you by letting you come to kill me?" The Emperor asked softly.

There was silence in the dungeon, and only the sound of ticking water could be heard.

His voice was muffled, echoing through this empty space.

As soon as the words came out, the shock on the man's face was completely exposed.

It only took a second for him to regain his senses.

But the emperor, after all, is the emperor. If you don't have some brains and thoughts, how can you fight your way out and set foot on the position of the Ninety-Five?

It's just a fleeting expression, but he captures it.