Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info "This big brother, I want to ask what time it is." Nian Jiang walked over with a smile, handed him the bowl, and asked.

"Now that they're all in, what's the use of asking this." There was no expression on Yacha's face, and he took the bowl in Nian Jiang's hand and was about to leave.

"Wait." Nian Jiang held on to the railing with one hand, "Big brother, do you believe that I can guess the time?"

A slightly weird smile slowly appeared on Yacha's face, and he smiled: "I know what you kid wants to do, die, I've seen a lot of these little tricks."

After saying that, Yacha let out a long exhale, glanced at him and walked straight outside. I advise you to be honest."

Hearing this, Nian Jiang lowered his head and took a few steps back as if he was being said.The footsteps of the yacha gradually faded away, and the faint smell of rancid smell in the air also followed him.Nian Jiang took a few steps back and sat down in the darkness again.

He lowered his head, his fingers trembling in the darkness, and bits of white powder trickled down, swallowed by the darkness before he could hit the ground, and he could no longer catch it.

His actions just now undoubtedly left a little impression on the mind of the yacha, and he believed that this 'unrelenting attempt to understand the outside world' would definitely make the yacha go back and mention a few sentences.

This person's confidence in this prison has reached the level of trust, and in the face of Nian Jiang's active actions, there is only contempt, just like someone who has failed to escape from prison by this method in the past.

Things were really like Nian Jiang's analysis, but after a while, he felt that there were constantly people silently observing him, and he even felt the peep of several internal forces.

This is also to be expected.Nian Jiang closed his eyes and leaned against the wall.

The prison was so quiet that there was no sound except for the seventeen breaths.

Nian Jiang didn't even hear Bai Jike's muttering, and the sound of Yang Che waking up.Nian Jiang thought for a moment, leaning against the wall and making a picture of falling asleep.If nothing else, it was the problem with the bowl of porridge.He couldn't smell anything, but he didn't know if it was his intuition about medicine, he always felt that there was some floating white powder in the porridge, which seemed a little unnatural when mixed with rice.

He had retreated to a dark place to manipulate the bowl and carry out his plan by the way to verify his guesses.

Poison can't be used, he is not indiscriminately killing innocent people, but there is a very special taste among those bags of healing drugs.

If there is really medicine in the porridge, there are many situations that will occur when it is combined with the flavor medicine, but according to Nian Jiang, the medicine in the porridge is most likely to be a drug that makes people weak and drowsy.

In the silence, Nian Jiang simply put down the matter here, and concentrated on recalling the original poison and medical ethics and making some plans for the poison on his body.

Suddenly, a weak but extremely pleasant voice broke the silence.

"Do you know how this Tianyang City became famous?"

A female voice suddenly appeared next to his ears, Nian Jiang was startled, and suddenly reacted for a moment.

This is the transmission of sound into the secret, forcing the internal force into a line, transmitted to the other person's ear, outsiders have no way to know the content, the listener feels as if whispering in the ear.

This is something that only people with advanced internal strength can do, even if it is Nian Jiang, he can't do it at this time.

He was stunned for a moment, his body regained its previous relaxation except for a shock just now, and he looked around quietly, and finally his eyes fell hesitantly to the cage opposite.

The cricket figure in the cage opposite was motionless, as if dead.