"No breathing?" Song Yi turned his head to look at Meng Juntong in surprise.

Of course he knew that Meng Juntong didn't really kill Hengshui, if he wanted to kill him, it wouldn't be so troublesome at all, neither he nor Xue Ding would stop him, this was also the most trouble-free and thorough way.

However, from the beginning, Meng Juntong wanted to save Hengshui, but just now Meng Juntong just lightly tapped Hengshui's forehead.

Song Yi wasn't sure, but he still reached out and twisted it heavily on Hengshui's arm, and the force was very heavy, directly wringing out a blood mark on Hengshui's bare skin.

Song Yi was sure that with his own strength, even if the other party was in a coma, he could directly wake him up, at least the body's reaction could not be hidden.

But Hengshui was still lying there motionless, his body was also relaxed, and there was no reaction.

"It's really dead," Song Yi twisted again, his hand strength was heavier than just now, but Hengshui still didn't react.

Meng Juntong couldn't bear to see Song Yi continue to torture Hengshui, and hurriedly pulled him back: "Don't twist it anymore, he can't feel the pain now, it doesn't mean that he won't feel it after waking up for a while, the scars you made for him are going to be a big sin when he wakes up." ”

Meng Juntong knew that if Hengshui woke up, the pain he had suffered in his sleeping state would appear on his body immediately.

"Miss Meng, what kind of means are you using, is he really not dead?"

Meng Juntong explained: "This is a secret technique of sleep, a means that can instantly plunge people into a state of sleep. The breath of a sleeping person is very weak, similar to that of a fetus in the mother's womb, and outsiders cannot detect it. In addition, people in a state of sleep have their senses temporarily closed and do not react to pain, and the same is true for other sensations. ”

Meng Juntong briefly introduced the situation of sleeping for a while, and saw Song Yi looking at him with a monster-looking gaze, Meng Juntong was unwilling to dwell on this issue any longer, waved his hand and said: "The world is so big, there are no surprises, I will have a chance to talk to you about this matter in the future." ”

At this time, someone from outside came to report, saying that the Han family and others were already less than one street away from the Song Yi family's Duwei Mansion.

"Shall we just drag him out like this?" Song Yi looked at Hengshui, who had fallen into a deep sleep.

Schröding shook his head: "Not realistic enough." ”

Song Yi nodded: "I also feel that there are some traces of torture to extract confessions. ”

Since this person is a spy of Qin, then he must be full of all kinds of secrets of the Qin State, and at least he should have the relevant information of this mission.

However, it is really not easy to extract some information from the mouth of a spy and secret agent, and this torture to extract a confession is a technical task.

The punishment is light, and those spies who have been trained in pain tolerance will not be taken seriously at all, but if the punishment is heavy and accidentally killed, then all the intelligence information will be lost.

Sometimes it is really a very difficult thing to train spies, accidentally beat them to death, and be detained by their colleagues on suspicion of collaborating with the enemy and breaking their trust.

But if the other party's spy confessed without suffering much, then the authenticity of the information is intriguing, in short, now in Hengshui's situation, except for a few injuries on the whole body by Song Yi, he is not injured at all at the moment.

To put it mildly, if you get into a fight with your wife at home, the injury is far more serious than this. If it is said that Hengshui has been tortured, even the people in the streets and alleys will not want to believe it.

Song Yi took out the saber on his waist and walked towards Hengshui, Meng Juntong hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Brother Song, what are you going to do." ”

Xue Ding pulled Meng Juntong aside: "Fake death must be matched with real injuries, otherwise everything we do is meaningless." After speaking, he looked at Song Yi: "It's not enough to have a knife wound, you must have whip marks, and the traces of torture training can't be too rough." ”

Song Yi nodded, although he is not a cool official, but he still knows a little about the process of this torture training, if this Hengshui wants to live, he can't escape the pain of his flesh and skin today: "I need some time." ”

Xue Ding picked up Meng Juntong and walked towards the outside of the Governor's Mansion: "Leave it to us, you let it go, remember to avoid the key points, otherwise it will be a joke if you really kill you." ”

"Don't worry. Song Yi dragged Hengshui towards the inner hall.

Meng Juntong was a little worried about Hengshui, but thinking about what Xue Ding said was also reasonable.

The people of the Han family are not like fuel-efficient lamps, if they find out that Hengshui is fake death, or that his death is abnormal, then it is not only the Hengshui family that will be unlucky, even Song Yi will be implicated together.

"I will help Hengshui determine the responsibility for killing the Han family in a while. Schröding said.

Meng Juntong was puzzled for a while, and quickly reacted to Xue Ding's meaning.

Hengshui admits responsibility, and as soon as he dies, then the Han family has no reason to pursue it.

It is impossible for a dignified family to find a corpse to take revenge, which damages their family's identity and bearing.

"But after all, people are not killed by Hengshui, and the real killer is not at large?"

Xue Ding glanced at Meng Juntong, and sometimes he really couldn't keep up with Meng Juntong's train of thought. Just now, I was trying my best to help Hengshui escape, and now I was thinking about how to bring the real murderer to justice, this girl's thinking is really not a little jump in many cases.

"It wasn't killed by Hengshui, it doesn't mean that it wasn't killed by Hengshui's companions, these are left until after Hengshui wakes up, you can ask him in person. ”

The two of them had already come to the door while talking, and at this moment they saw a group of people on the street walking towards this side violently.

Xue Ding turned around and gently closed the door of the Governor's Mansion of Xuncheng, and stood silently in front of the stone steps.

"Let's go to Song Yi and ask him to come out to see me. An old man who looked a little old was holding a peachwood cane and shouted at Schröding with a fierce attitude.

Xue Ding's expression was indifferent, and he glanced at the old man coldly: "Our Lord Song is dealing with important matters, if there is anything, just wait outside this mansion." ”

"What the are you, dare to talk to our old lady like this, look for death!" A young man from the Han family immediately jumped out of the crowd, obviously a guy with a bad temper, and as he spoke, he took out his saber and pointed at Schröding.

Xue Ding didn't even look at the steel blade that was only two or three feet away from his head, his eyes still fell on the old man with a peachwood staff in his hand, and he didn't speak, but the aura on his body became a little sharper.

"Mother's guard dog is so crazy, Song Yi's kid really doesn't take our Han family in his eyes, okay, I will slaughter this dog today, see how you Song Yi dare to take me Han Shaohu!" As he spoke, the steel knife was already raised, and his eyes slashed and fell without blinking.