Quickly wear the white moonlight of crazy batches

Chapter 141 Cultivate a sick and charming hero 12
Official prison.

Holding the token in hand, Ye Nanjin easily entered it.

The guarding officer is a 40-year-old middle-aged man, but he still looks young, steady and powerful.

His name is Zhu Jin.

Zhu Jin led the way: "Your Highness, before you came, the villain had already sent people to interrogate the people in black, but they were very stubborn, and several of them wanted to bite their tongues and commit suicide."

Zhu Jin explained the situation.

Ye Nanjin twisted the chalcedony with her hands, and the transparent white jade was rubbed off with her fingertips, making a rubbing sound.

When she arrived at the prison, she saw six men in black, covered in blood, hanging on a wooden frame, surrounded by whips, salt water, soldering iron, and props.

The guards who were in charge of interrogating the man in black were obviously very tired, and they could hardly continue the interrogation.

Seeing Ye Nanjin approaching, the guards immediately knelt down and clapped their hands: "Your Highness, my lord."

Ye Nanjin told them to go down, and she could just stay here and interrogate alone.

Zhu Jin was naturally worried.

He looked down on Ye Nanjin, even though he seemed to have respect for Ye Nanjin on the surface, but he still felt that Ye Nanjin was a woman, even if she had been on the battlefield, she was still not qualified to face such bloody and cruel things.

"Your Highness, why don't I stay here and interrogate with you?" Zhu Jin asked.

Ye Nanjin agreed: "Yes."

She casually glanced at Zhu Jin's figure, "However, Mr. Zhu doesn't seem to be very good at martial arts."

The physique is too thin, although there are lines of martial arts training, but the internal strength and vigor are too weak.

Zhu Jin paused: "Yes, I fell ill a while ago, so..."

Ye Nanjin nodded: "I seem to have heard someone say that you have something wrong with your stomach?"

Zhu Jin didn't expect Ye Nanjin to care about these things, and smiled faintly: "Thank you for your concern, Your Highness, it was stomach bleeding, but it's almost better now."

"Stomach bleeding is not a trivial matter. You need to recuperate well in the later stage. When I have a chance, I will find my imperial doctor to take a look at it for you."

After Ye Nanjin finished speaking, she came to the half-dead man in black.

She didn't directly start the interrogation, but raised her hand and squeezed the chin of one of the men in black.

The man in black was already weak, but when he was touched by Ye Nanjin, his body trembled subconsciously, obviously he was hurt.

In order to cover up his fear just now, it was a bit like he was becoming angry from embarrassment, and he cursed at Ye Nanjin: "If you have the ability, kill me!"

Although his curse was weak, Ye Nanjin could hear the anger in his words.

Ye Nanjin looked at his pupils meaningfully, and said to Zhu Jin, "This man's pupils are light brown."

Zhu Jin nodded: "Yes, the light brown pupils are not the pupil color of foreign people, so..." From this, it can be judged that these men in black should not be the disabled children of foreign countries.

Is it?

Ye Nanjin thought of Ming Guanchu's pupils, his pupils were black and slightly purple.

Yep.

The pupils of these men in black are not like the pupils of Ming Guanchu, but rather like the pupils of Wanhua.

Ye Nanjin hooked her lips, and already had some answers in her heart.

Afterwards, even though Ye Nanjin was too lazy to torture others, she came all the time. In order to show her ability and make Zhu Jin praise her, Ye Nanjin's interrogation of the people in black afterwards was quite cruel.

She scratched their skin with a knife, then sprinkled salt and alcohol on their wounds, and then threw maggots on them, making them feel the pain and itching.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Jin was numb.

(End of this chapter)