When Chino returned to Twilight, he first counted the casualties.

Of the 1,174 cavalrymen who accompanied the expedition this time, 163 were killed and 394 were wounded, and 52 of the wounded were incurable mutilated and basically had to say goodbye to the front.

The cavalry that was taken out were all elite, and the permanent attrition rate was nearly 20%, which was not a small loss.

But compared to the hundreds of Golden Moons, tens of thousands of Silver Moons, countless Bronze and Iron Moons, and more than a hundred living Assassin captives, this loss was obviously insignificant.

Elite cavalry can rely on training and actual combat to raise another batch, such a huge amount of gold and silver moon is hard to find, not to mention that there are so many prisoners, but if any important information can be extracted from their mouths, its benefits are limitless.

Chino told Baixa to deal with the men's affairs, pacify the families, pay them a pension, and confiscate the seized coins and imprison the Assassin captives in the dungeons.

The boxes of contracts with bloody handprints were brought back to his office without anyone looking.

Chino closed the door and began to flip through the contracts, but as he flipped through them, he found that they only had the name of the target, not the employer.

The only thing that can be distinguished is the symbols next to the names, and their writing structure is extremely complex, with horizontal, vertical, and dotted like a maze, and the details are infinite, and it is difficult for ordinary people to recognize the difference between them even if they are deliberately observed.

But for Chino, who has been processed and carved and can even distinguish the QR code with the naked eye, the gap between these signs is like an open book, and there is no secret to speak of.

I just don't know, what is the use of these subtle symbols?

A processor-like encrypted language used to communicate secret information internally?

Or is it some kind of password that is used to match different files?

Chino thought for a moment and asked Hanyi, "Is this kind of contract stored in two parts?" ”

Hanyi shook his head: "Not just two, but three." An employer's document with the employer's name on it, usually with a code name rather than a real name; A prey document - write the name of the target of the hunt, this is the one in your hand; There is also an Assassin document - the Assassin who undertakes the mission does not have his real name or code name, but has a bloody handprint on it. ”

"A contract, split into three parts, stored in three strongholds, can only be pieced together through special symbols, and the entire contract can be restored."

"It's about protecting the identity of the employer and the Assassin, so that they don't know each other's identities. It is also to prevent a certain stronghold from being exterminated like it is now, and the contents of the contract are spreading. ”

Chino: "Then why did you know last year that the person who hired you to kill me was Erin?" ”

Hanyi: "I played a little trick - I tied up a bloody thorn "helmsman" and applied Ling Chi to him, and when he cut 3123 knives, he recruited him. ”

Chino looked at the "prey document" with his name written on it in his hand, and from this point of view, the "helmsman" who was tied up in a winter coat was really not aware enough, and he was already the management post of the Assassin Organization, and he couldn't even bear the torture.

But I have to say,Bloodthorn Society's secrecy method is a bit interesting.,A contract is split into three.,Put it in three different locations for safekeeping.,If you want to see the full content.,All three strongholds must fall.,And you need to crack the secret sign to compare and match... This is extremely difficult, and therefore the security of the contract is guaranteed.

Employers, prey, assassins... Without any of the three copies, the truth cannot be restored.

Chino continued to flip through the other prey documents, flipping through them, his fingers suddenly paused, and he took out one of them, and his tone became playful: "Interesting." ”

The paper of this contract is golden, indicating an extraordinary and prestigious status, and the target on it is "Bolton van Dogoland", Solandale's own brother, the seventh prince of the current royal family.

Han Yi said with interest: "The Golden Assassination Order, this is the highest level order of the Blood Thorn Society, the reward needs to be settled in the Golden Month, and the most skilled assassins are dispatched, and some may even be above me - by the way, Erin's commission against you last year was also a Golden Assassination Order." ”

Chino silently watched this golden assassination order, and the bloodthorn would dare to even take the assassination against the prince, and it was really as their motto said: the bloodthorn will kill no one.

Chino continued to rummage, and as Hanyi said, he found the prey document with his name written on it, and it was also a golden assassination warrant, and it seemed that Erin Troy was determined to kill him.

Chino: "The Assassin organization in the desert should have more than one Blood Thorn Society, right?" ”

Hanyi shook his head: "Not only that, the desert is mainly composed of two major forces - the 52 horse bandit nomadic tribes under the command of the 'Desert Holy Lord', and the 36 scattered assassin organizations. The two cooperate with each other and do not invade each other. ”

"The Bloodthorn Society is in the middle and upper echelons of the 36 Assassin Orders, and we are not the strongest, but we have always had the best reputation - customers may not get the most satisfactory results when they hire us, but there is absolutely no need to worry about privacy leaks or other issues."

The corners of Chino's lips raised slightly: "It seems that the reputation of the Blood Thorn Society has been ruined by you alone." ”

Hanyi rested his chin on Chino's shoulder and said in a joking tone, "Now, you also have a vendetta with the Bloodthorn Society." Do you want to take the kitten with you to die in the world? ”

Chino didn't take the joke and continued to the topic: "How many strongholds are there in the Bloodthorn Society?" ”

Hanyi shook his head: "I don't know, these things are only known to the high-level above the 'Dharma Protector', and the assassins and messengers below, including the helmsman I captured last time, only know the stronghold they belong to, and they don't know anything about the rest of the strongholds." ”

"All I can tell you is that there is only one type of document in a colony. You can see the prey document with your name on it, indicating that you have taken out the stronghold where I used to work - a disguised nomadic settlement with an oasis next to it and a Dixing Dragon, right? ”

Chino nodded.

Hanyi thought for a moment, and suddenly showed a wicked smile: "Since you have captured the captive and come back, so let's go to the dungeon together to have a look, if you are lucky, there is a living protector inside, I will help you point it out, you can try to pry the other party's mouth open." ”

It was a good idea, and soon Chino appeared in the dungeon with the little black cat in his arms.

The Assassins were held in separate cells, their limbs locked, and their mouths forcibly separated by devices to prevent suicide by biting their tongues, and to put something into their mouths, cutting off the possibility of hunger and water.

Chino walked through the various compartments with the little black cat in his arms, and as soon as these assassins saw the little black cat, their eyes suddenly showed a fierce killing intent, obviously recognizing it, but they couldn't do anything.

In the cubicle where Omani was, as soon as he saw the little black cat, his mouth kept opening and he said indistinctly: "Bloodsting... Don't let it go... Any traitor..."

The little black cat pushed its head against Chino's chin, and Chino reached out and held it up to Omani.

“bia！” The little black cat slapped Omani on his bald head with a meow slap, and the force was stroking when it was light, grabbing people when it was heavy, and it was an insult if it was not light or heavy like now.

Omani was panting like a cow, his eyes wide open, but he couldn't even spit out a mouthful of phlegm, only impotent rage.

Chino left the cubicle and continued to recognize people with the little black cat.

When he walked in front of a cold-looking woman, the little black cat suddenly exploded with its back fur, and bared out its sharp tiger teeth: "Ha-"

Chino touched the little black cat's head, looked at the woman and smiled, "It seems that you are the protector of the Blood Thorn Society, can you tell me the location of the rest of your strongholds?" In return, I will give you a painless death. Trust me, I'm a professional. ”

The woman just looked at him coldly and didn't say anything, like a statue.

"If a person is not a sage, he can do no wrong. People are bound to make many mistakes in their lives, and no one can avoid them, and so do I, and so do you. Chino put the little black cat outside, closed the door gently, and then looked at the woman, her amber eyes full of smiles, "But this mistake you make now will be the worst of your life." ”

...

The little black cat waited outside the door, and there was a constant sound of rustling from inside, but strangely, there was no snort, and it was not known what Chino was doing.

After 47 minutes, the door reopened, and Chino was spotless, beckoning the little black cat to come in.

The little black cat turned into a human form and walked in the door, and when she saw the scene in front of her, the whole person instantly lost her mind.

What a beautiful picture, the delicate work of art has no skin on its body, but not a drop of blood has been shed, the scarlet body is as clear as a ruby, and the butterfly bones behind it are delicately carved out, pure white like angels spreading their wings, and clear candle flames are sprinkled on it, like holy light from heaven.

Hanyi only felt his heartbeat accelerate, and muttered to himself, "I have mastered a thousand torture techniques, but I have never seen this art..."

"Do you like it?" Chino's fingers touched the curve of the neck of the winter coat, stroked it to his handsome chin, gently pinched it, and said with a smile, "Always remember and respect every raw material, they are works of art that have not yet been formed." ”

Hanyi gently held Chino's hand and rubbed it on his cheek, his eyes seemed to be filled with drunken light: "Teach me, why is there not a drop of blood here?" ”

Chino: "At the same time as the skin was removed, I used a highly effective hemostatic drug, and the time it fell on the wound had to be carefully calculated – it didn't work early enough to act on the wound. Late can cause blood to spill and stain the artwork. Therefore, it must be absolutely precise, from the knife to the medicine, the sequence interval can not exceed 0.2 seconds. ”

The look in Hanyi's eyes was even more confused, and the whole person was fascinated, and a seductive voice came from his mouth: "Why didn't I hear anything outside?" ”

Chino: "If you insert the needle through the second vertebrae, at 45 degrees, without the slightest deviation, you can cut the connection between the central nervous system and the base of the pons, and the motor efferent function will be lost, and only the eyeball can move." In this way, her consciousness is still awake and she can feel everything in her body, but because her vocal cords cannot vibrate, she does not make any sound – to use a figurative metaphor: there is a light in the house, but no one is there. ”

The delicate body of the cold clothes kept trembling, and the beautiful little face turned crimson with excitement, like a ripe apple, she rubbed her red lips on Chino's hand, and her voice was intoxicating trembling: "I seem to be in love with you..."

Chino pinched the cat's ear in the winter coat, leaned over to her ear, and smiled like a temptation from a demon: "Then study hard." ”

...

After Chino finished the slow processing, he directly connected with the female protector with telepathy, and asked her about the location of the rest of the strongholds of the Blood Thorn Society.

In Chino's mind, the tenacious female protector cried and told the information.

Immediately afterward, her telepathy was broken, and her voice disappeared forever from this world, leaving only a body that could only move her eyeballs, and thus became a real statue, dedicated to art.

Chino asks Wintercoat to study the essence of slow processing here, and walks out of the dungeon on his own, leaving Twilight once again.

This time, he did not bring the cavalry troops, but flew at high speed with the power of the mind throughout the whole process, as if he was incarnated as a bird, and flew to the hinterland of the desert after 18 hours, and found the stronghold of the Blood Thorn Society according to the clues provided by the female protector.

However, the Bloodthorn Society is still one step faster.

The demise of one stronghold alarmed the Bloodthirsty Society, and before Chino's arrival, the other eight strongholds had been emptied, all the Assassins had been evacuated, and the treasures and contracts had been removed, leaving Chino with only a few dilapidated furniture and traps laid by the Assassins when they left.

The desert was full of sand, the footprints would be covered in 5 minutes, and the visibility was even lower, and Chino couldn't locate the direction of the Bloodstabbing Society's evacuation, so the clues were interrupted.

...

When Chino returned to Twilight, it was already the afternoon of the third day, and he had taken a shower and changed into new clothes, and left to visit Solandale.

Lorna, who was outside the door, was so angry that she stomped her feet when she saw Chino coming back: "Why did you run to the desert by yourself a few days ago?" You don't even call me when you fight! I heard Lugo say that the enemy has an earth-walking dragon... You took me with you! I'm calling Scarlet Night out for the lizards that only crawl on the ground to see what a real dragon is! ”

Chino smiled helplessly: "I called you, and you let Solan stay here alone?" ”

Lorna was stunned for a moment, touched the back of her head and said, "Also, I can't have no one to take care of Solan... Forget it, take me with you next time. ”

Chino: "How are Solan doing?" ”

Lorna: "It's okay, you woke up the day after you left, and yesterday you were already able to walk in the garden, no big deal." ”

Chino gently slammed the door and walked inside, with permission.

Solandelle was leaning on the pillow reading a book at this time, and when she saw Chino, she immediately showed a sweet smile: "You're finally back!" ”

Chino sat on the edge of the bed and stroked Randell's hair, "Are you better?" Little princess. ”

Solandale nodded obediently: "Much better." ”

At this time, Chino noticed Solandelle's wrist, she was very obedient, and she had been wearing a red rope, but there was another additional thing tied to her wrist, which was a strip of linen that had been torn out of nowhere, and although it had been washed, it was still very worn and old.

"What is on your wrist? Chino didn't understand why Solandale was wearing something so ugly.

Solandale looked at the strip of linen on her wrist, her blue eyes getting deeper and deeper, as if she was stuck in a memory: "This is something very important, I want to use it to remember someone... I must not forget her, otherwise there will be no trace of her in this world. ”

"A few days ago, what the hell are you..."Before Chino finished speaking, he found that Solandelle's eyes were a little evasive, and there was an indescribable loneliness.

Chino directly changed his words and asked with a smile: "Do you want to eat something delicious?" ”

Solandale was distracted, and the chick nodded like a peck of rice: "Yes, I want to eat something sweet!" ”

Chino: "Okay, wait for me here, I'll buy you dessert." ”

"Hmm!"

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