Chapter 73

073 unique interrogation methods

Zi Dan stared at the assassin with bright eyes. The color of salivation in his eyes was very obvious, and his eyes were full of longing for food.

Shen Qingru simply borrowed a knife from Zi Dan. Zi Dan turned out a kitchen knife from the carriage and handed it to her

Shen Qingru took the kitchen knife and shook it in front of the assassin. Seeing that the assassin's face changed slightly, he still pretended to be a hero: "little girl, you are so weak. I'm afraid you don't even know how this knife makes you. “

"It's true." Shen Qingru nodded like a stream of good people. "My father taught me many times. I'm always not good at using a knife. It's clear that I can cut to death with one knife, but I didn't die after cutting hundreds of knives."

The assassin's face became more and more pale. Shen Qingru kindly comforted: "but you don't have to be afraid. I have brought Jinchuang medicine with me, and the effect is very good. I'll cut and apply it once to ensure that you are still alive after I cut hundreds of knives."

"In this way, childe and Zidan can eat the delicious donkey for dozens of days. Cut and eat every day to ensure freshness and delicious." Shen Qingru smiled at the alien childe, but it was a ferocious and proud smile in the eyes of the assassin in black.

His master didn't tell him that the woman who was going to assassinate this time was such a pervert?

The assassin in black wanted to cry without tears, but suddenly felt his head wet. When he looked up, Zi Dan's big face with beard enlarged in front of the assassin, and a string of glittering... Saliva hung on the corner of his lips.

Seeing the assassin looking up, Zi Dan was embarrassed to erase the uncontrollable saliva from his mouth and smiled at the assassin.

The assassin in black couldn't stand the stimulation any more. His eyes turned over and he completely fainted.

Shen Qingru smiled faintly and looked back at the foreign childe. The other party's eyes just met her, which also made her see the blue of the sea in the childe's eyes again.

He is afraid that he has the blood of Hu people. There are many Hu Ji in Chang'an city. Shen Qingru has also heard that most of Hu Ji have blond hair, blue eyes, profound facial features and beautiful and flirtatious places, which are unmatched by women in the Central Plains.

The childe's hair is as black as ink, but his eyes are blue. Most of them are mixed with the blood of Central Plains people and Hu people. He has luxurious clothes, extraordinary appearance and a proud look between his eyebrows. I'm afraid he is also a distinguished childe from a rich family.

However, this man and his servant are mysterious and obviously don't want to be known by others. Shen Qingru doesn't ask any more.

"This man is not a bad man..." the foreign childe suddenly opened his mouth. Shen Qingru was slightly stunned and looked at the other party suspiciously.

Obviously, the foreign childe's Chinese level is still a little poor. After brewing for a moment in Shen Qingru's eyes, he said, "I thought those people were coming to kill me, but I found that they were killing the girl. Everyone else wanted to kill the girl, but he stood outside and nagged..."

to nag??

Shen Qingru opened his bright eyes and said, "what are you nagging about?"

The foreign childe choked and thought about his words: "say that some big men bully a woman, cuckoo..."

Cuckoo?

Shen Qingru's face was covered with black lines. Looking at the foreign childe with a red face opposite, she racked her brains to associate.

Cuckoo? No, no, no?

Invincible?

As soon as the word was spoken, it was obvious that the foreign childe gave a breath and nodded slightly.

"I left him alive and wanted to ask who ordered him to kill... But his mouth was very close and he didn't say it." the foreign childe said solemnly.

Shen Qingru looks at the fainted assassin with sympathy in his eyes. When interrogated by such a pair of masters and servants, even if he wants to tell the truth, he needs the other party to understand

"Don't worry, childe." Shen Qingru took all the responsibility: "childe saved the little girl's sister. The little girl didn't think it was worth it. Let me interrogate the assassin. I have a unique interrogation method and will be able to recruit all the assassins."

The foreign childe looked surprised and nodded slowly.

When the assassin in black woke up, it was evening.

The assassin in Black opened his eyes and found that he was not in the carriage at last. He couldn't help grinning happily.

However, when he saw the three familiar figures in the room, he couldn't help twitching in the corners of his mouth and wanted to faint again.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a chance to faint again this time. The handsome young master with blue eyes gently put a folding fan on his chin, and the assassin's jaw dislocated. The assassin cried and howled in pain.

Shen Qingru kindly leaned down with a knife and comforted the Assassin: "I just cut a piece of meat on your leg. It looks very flexible and chewy. I'm about to put it into the pot. But now you wake up, it doesn't seem to be enough."

The assassin's eyes widened in horror.

Shen Qingru smiled apologetically, and her voice was particularly gentle and amiable: "don't worry, I'll cut it off here, and I'll apply gold wound medicine to you there to ensure that you won't bleed to death."

The assassin sweated like milk.

"I didn't cut properly. If I cut less than enough, I'm afraid I'll have to cut again. How much do you usually eat?" Shen Qingru smiled. To the assassin, it seemed like a Luocha evil ghost from the depths of hell.

Zi Dan licked the corner of his mouth discontentedly, pointed to the steaming pot, blocked his mouth and urged Shen Qingru: "hurry up, hurry up, the water is boiling... It's not delicious when it's slow..." his greedy appearance seemed as if Shen Qingru would rush up and grab the knife and cut it himself.

The assassin in black felt that the strange things he encountered from childhood to childhood were not as strange as today. He was originally ordered to assassinate a little girl, but he was gathered together by the gentle little girl, a handsome young man with blue eyes and a strong man who pretended to be a scholar to discuss eating his meat.

If he had known that such a pervert was going to be assassinated, he would not come if he was given ten times the money. The assassin regretted that his intestines were blue.

"Abba, Abba..." the assassin resolutely didn't faint again this time. He looked anxiously at the most gentle blue eyed handsome childe in the abnormal three group. He seemed to have a lot to say.

Handsome childe folded a fan and the assassin's chin was straight back. As soon as the assassin could speak, he cried with tears: "I said, I will say everything. Please don't cut my flesh again!"

Shen Qingru glanced at him coolly: "why? You just said that a man will never be afraid of death. Twenty years later, he will be a hero. He is so heroic and powerful that even my little woman admires him. Now... Don't say it. Don't worry. I'm very light."

"Don't, don't, don't cut my flesh..." the black Assassin's tears and runny nose burned his face and looked pitifully at Shen Qingru: "nvxia, spare your life, villain Zhang Fushun, who lives in the south of the suburb of Beijing. There are 80 old mothers and a one-year-old child crying for food. Please raise your hand, fart the villain, and kill me to dirty your hand..."

Zi Dan broke his fingers and calculated. He was very puzzled and asked his childe modestly: "his mother is 80 years old and the child is only one year old. How old did his mother give birth to him?"

The blue eyed childe coughed gently and looked at him faintly. He seemed to dislike Zi Dan's ignorance.

Shen Qingru thinks that with the Chinese level of the master and servant, he probably can't understand this exaggerated rhetoric.

"The assassin's words are an exaggerated rhetoric in Chinese..." Shen Qingru kindly explained to the assassin in black.

"That means he didn't tell the truth..." the handsome alien childe's eyes were cold, and the assassin brother immediately fought two battles.

"No, no, the villain didn't lie..." Zhang Fushun, the assassin in black, shook his head like a rattle drum. He carefully attracted several people in his family, including several acres of land, several chickens and several cows. He must be realistic and realistic, and dare not use any exaggerated rhetoric.

The pot was filled with cold water several times and boiled again. In the dense fog, the assassin watched Shen Qingru throw something down the pot. Zi Dan's eyes were as bright as the wolf who saw the prey. Even the foreign childe looked forward to the pot.

The assassin wanted to cry and collapsed on the ground without tears.

There is nothing delicious in the inn in the mountains. The dried bacon tastes good. The smell of cooked bacon overflowed. Zi Dan ate with a bowl in his arms, and his eyes looked into the pot frequently.

Shen Qingru took out a bowl of bacon and sent a piece to the assassin's mouth: "it's cooked for four people. Try it, too."

"No... no need..." the assassin in black was trembling and tried not to look at the meat in the bowl: "eat, girl. Eat more."

If the female Luocha is not full, will she not cut her flesh again?

Shen Qingru's face was cold: "you've been afraid to look at me. Do you think I'm too ugly?"

"No, no, the beautiful girl is the only one I've seen in my life. Xi Shi, ah, the jade ring can't be compared..." the assassin trembled and flattered.

Shen Qingru said coolly, "I told you not to use exaggerated rhetoric..."

The assassin was shocked and looked at the alien childe with a trembling look. Sure enough, he saw the other party smiling. The assassin burst into tears and sadly bit the meat into his stomach.

His meat is delicious.

Shen Qingru chuckled: "how does the dried bacon taste in this store?"

Air dried bacon? The assassin was stunned and looked down at his thigh. Although it was wrapped in white cloth, it seemed... It didn't hurt at all.

"Isn't it delicious?" Shen Qingru asked with a smile.

"It's delicious, full of fat and chewy. The taste is that the villain can't compare with the famous chengdexuan in the capital. If you don't tell me, the villain really thinks it's his own thigh meat." the assassin was full of praise.

"I have this plan." Shen Qingru smiled very kindly: "anyway, there is only the last piece of bacon left. Tomorrow's breakfast will taste brother Assassin's thigh meat."

The assassin looked at Shen Qingru foolishly with the bacon in his mouth. He didn't seem to react.

Well, why eat him again?