Zhao Mu was taken all the way to the deepest part of the dungeon.

By the faint light of the torches, it was almost impossible to see the full extent of the dimly lit cell.

He took the torch from the jailer and waved his hand for him to go down.

When the jailer left, he didn't forget to take the gate.

There was a 'squeak' and the cells opened.

There was the sound of chains clashing.

The sound of the wind passed through Zhao Mu's ears, and a black shadow flashed in front of him in an instant.

As soon as the sky made a gesture, he was about to bang his fist, but was stopped by Zhao Mu.

The sound of chains was particularly loud in the dimly lit cells.

The darkness in front of him struggled constantly, as if it was trying to break through the chains.

"Who sent you to assassinate the fifth prince, if you tell it, I can save your life."

"And send you to the people, and be a new person."

There was silence, and Zhao Mu's words were not answered.

He stepped forward and stretched out his torch.

By the glimmer of light, he finally saw the prisoner's appearance.

A middle-aged man, thin and weak, but he can see that he is in good shape.

By the time he entered the dungeon, he had been stripped of all his clothes.

And at this time, it is scarred, and almost no piece of skin is complete.

Although his mood is very irritable, his eyes are evasive.

To be able to torture an assassin like this, it seems that this dungeon is not easy.

"Don't be afraid, I'm Zhao Mu, the tenth son of Great Qin, and I have enough ability to protect you."

"If you don't want to suffer from flesh and skin anymore, just say it quickly."

Perhaps it was because of the word Childe that the prisoner's eyes were filled with tears.

He buried his head in the haystack on the side, not daring to raise his eyes.

It seems that the soft ones are not good, so he has to have some hard ones to see.

Before going to prison, he suffered from flesh and skin, but he still kept silent.

Presumably, there was no threat to his life.

No one is not afraid of death, although his faith is strong enough.

In the dark, Zhao Mu gestured with a look.

Tianyi suddenly took out a sharp knife and put it against the man's neck.

As the blood 'ticked' down, the man let out a wail of pain.

When the jailers outside heard the voice, they were all worried.

The tenth prince usually seems to be kind, and he never wanted to be so ruthless in the face of a prisoner.

If the ten sons come out later, they will not be dead.

The sound of blood dripping can touch the nerves of a dying prisoner even more than the stimulation of pain.

The man tried to struggle, but found that he could not move at all.

Tianyi had already locked him firmly, and the strength in his hand had increased a few points.

The prisoner was completely panicked, and the previous interrogation had only made him feel pain.

But at this time, the man in front of him really wanted his life.

"I say! I say! ”

In less than a minute, the prisoner gave up his resistance completely.

He struggled very much in his heart, but instead of dying here like this, it was better to believe in Zhao Mu.

If this person is really the tenth prince of Great Qin, he really has this ability.

"It was the Seventh Prince who sent me to assassinate him, and he directed and acted all of this."

"Originally, I was going to assassinate the third prince, but when I was preparing to act, I was told by the seventh prince to pretend to assassinate him."

As he spoke, the man's eyes were fierce, as if he could drip blood.

"After the matter was completed, the Seventh Prince originally promised to protect my whole body."

"Who would have wanted to end up in such a field, if it weren't for my wife and children in his hands, I would definitely expose him!"

Listening to his tone and expression, it doesn't look like a lie.

But what is the purpose of the Seventh Prince's choice to direct and act in such a farce during this time period.

Now there is an undercurrent surging in the palace, and the Seventh Prince, who has always been kind, will also intervene.

Why did Zhao Mu have the illusion that the seventh prince was the biggest boss behind him.

After all, some things want to be seamless, and it is difficult to achieve without enough status and money.

And the Seventh Prince perfectly has these two things.

In addition, he is not good at words on weekdays, which is more in line with the dark character.

Seeing that Zhao Mu didn't speak for a long time, the man panicked.

"Ten sons, ten sons! I trusted you unconditionally to tell you the truth. ”

"You can't just leave me alone!"

As he spoke, the man seemed to suddenly think of something.

"Don't worry, Tenth Prince, I will definitely shut up obediently and never talk about what we have met!"

After sorting out his thoughts, Zhao Mu decided to ignore it for the time being.

No matter what the purpose of the Seventh Prince is, everything will be discussed after the completion of the railway.

Zhao Mu turned to a look to signal Tianyi, and half-squatted down.

"Do you know what kind of person will shut up?"

With that, Zhao Mu turned around and left.

The faint light of the fire reflected his departing back, and it looked eerie.

As a dark shadow flashed, blood splattered onto the walls of the cell.

The man was stiffly cut off by Tianyi with an iron chain.

Before he died, he didn't even cry a word.

When the jailers saw Zhao Mu coming out, they all knelt on the ground.

"Ten...... Ten sons, the little ones didn't do it on purpose, and please have a lot of adults, let go of the small ones. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Mu was not only angry, but also did not punish.

Instead, he waved his hand, "One hundred taels of gold for one person, I have never been here." ”

Then he turned around and walked out of the dungeon and left in style.

The jailers looked at each other in disbelief.

That's it? A minute ago, they were wondering if they could keep a whole corpse.

Not only did he not die, but he was even rewarded?

This change made the jailers ecstatic.

"No wonder it is rumored that the Ten Princes are kind and have the demeanor of an emperor, and they are really worthy of their reputation when they see it today."

As a result, they also obediently shut their mouths and decided that the tenth prince had never come.

Until noon, the jailers distributed meals.

Walking to the deepest cell, the jailer shouted.

"Hey boy, get over here and get some food."

After that, there was no movement inside.

He didn't believe in evil, so he opened the gate and rushed in.

"You can't hear you when you talk, can you? Don't die in jail if you don't eat! ”

As he spoke, he held a torch in his hand and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The jailer slumped to the ground, his mouth wide open but unable to make any sound.

He watched in horror at the scene before him, blood splattering everywhere, and the entire cell was filled with the smell of blood.

"Dead! Dead! ”

After reacting, he ran out in terror, and kept screaming.

A few of the jailers met before they mustered up the courage to go in again.

After confirming that the prisoner was dead, he was carried out.

The blood stains on the wall were obviously not new, and several people knew it.

After deliberation, they unanimously committed suicide to the outside prisoners.

The death of the prisoners in the dungeon is a taboo among the taboos for them.

But compared to the one hundred taels of gold generously offered by the Tenth Prince, even if he was demoted, it didn't matter.

This is something that many people can't earn after working hard for several lifetimes.

Soon, news of the death of the dungeon prisoners spread throughout the palace.

But no one cared, because they didn't know the whole story of the morning.

After all, dungeon deaths are nothing new, and most of the people who can be locked up in dungeons are innocent.

Only the ministers of the DPRK and China know the whole picture, and they are worried about this.

It was only a few hours, and the clue was completely broken.