Invade

When Qin Jing opened his eyes, he felt a pain in his head, which was a symptom of sleeping too long. Every time he slept for more than seven hours, he would feel uncomfortable all over his body.

He sat up in a trance, and for a moment he thought he was staying in the hospital, and when his eyes became clearer, he belatedly remembered that he had been arrested and locked up here for a while.

But Qin Jing didn't know how long he had been locked up. He could only vaguely feel that this was already the third day.

He has not eaten for three days.

During this period, he only drank the cold water in the kettle, but he still had a stomachache from drinking it, and he spent several hours on the bed before the pain passed.

so hungry.My shoulder hurts.Qin Jing leaned back against the head of the bed and sighed, his wrists had been bound until he lost all feeling, and his shoulder seemed to be broken.According to the method of interrogation in the black prison, it should be his turn no matter what, so why hasn't there been any movement for so long.

Just as Qin Jing was about to lower his head, something flashed past him out of the corner of his eye. He subconsciously raised his eyes to look, and suddenly froze.

"Trash." Chitong Qingjing standing at the door looked at him coldly.

"..." He wanted to say something at first, but when he opened his mouth, a wry smile appeared first.Qin Jing couldn't communicate with him, he knew that someone must be watching their every move - and most people can't see Chitong's "Qin Jing", so he didn't need to exchange a few words with that "Qin Jing" Expose your secrets.

"If I hadn't helped you neutralize the threat of the illusion, do you think you could still sleep here safely?" "Qin Jing" said in a very blunt tone, "The barrier here is weird, you'd better leave as soon as possible. If my ability is completely consumed, you will be the one tormented by the illusion."

"Let me tell you." That "Qin Jing"'s face darkened, "I sensed the breath of that seal a few days ago, which means that the man named Sith is nearby, he knows your difference, and This is very likely to become your handle... It is not a good thing to be caught by an outsider."

He paused, then whispered indifferently: "It's best to find a chance to kill him."

Qin Jing lowered his eyes.

"Listen to me carefully!" "Qin Jing" said coldly, "Now there are only a few people who know that something is wrong with you, Sisi, Mi Zibai, and that dude called Du Shiyan...Of course, Le Yi also Barely count as one. Among these people, Sith and Mi Zibai are the most threatening to you. When you don’t know their position, dead people are the best choice.”

Qin Jing slowly slipped himself on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

"As for that man named Dino, we don't know his details, and we can't pose any threat to him for the time being..." The person leaning against the door changed his posture and continued to stand, then suddenly changed the topic, "Don't forget to pretend to be a The appearance of being affected by the illusion can't let others see a flaw."

"Do I still need you to teach me?" Qin Jing, who was lying on the bed, said weakly, "Aren't we alone?"

The other party snorted coldly, turned into a phantom and slowly disappeared by the door, leaving only Qin Jing in the room for a moment.He was staring at the ceiling, his mind blank.

So hungry.

I don't know how long he stayed on the bed, finally there was some noise from the door, Qin Jing didn't bother to look at it anymore, he knew it must be the gang from the black prison.

Sure enough, within a few seconds, several arms had twisted Qin Jing's shoulders and pulled him up. With a click, the cut rope fell to the ground. Qin Jing let out a soft cry, and just moved his stiff and sore shoulders a little. After going out the door, the blindfold was put back on.

The days to come will probably be even worse.

Qin Jing gave a wry smile, adjusted his expression, and consciously or unconsciously disguised himself as a distraught look.

……

When he saw Qin Jing being taken into the collective prison in the monitoring room, Sith's eyebrows moved unconsciously—he lost weight.

Mi Zibai's words came in time: "This is the last person."

Sith glanced at the information at hand: "A total of 23 people."

"Yes." The man standing on the other side took the words and said, "Three days is enough for them to experience the illusion, and then they will be interrogated individually according to their situation until the flaws are found."

He stared at a group prison separated by glass, suddenly laughed, and muttered: "I recognize it."

"Lake." Mi Zibai called out warningly.

"Why?" The man named showed a faint smile. He turned to Sith, who was suspicious, and explained in a very simple way, "At that time in the border town, he was good-looking, and I wanted to have sex with him, but in the end He was stopped by Xiaobai."

Sith glanced at Lake expressionlessly, then looked at the dazed scene on the other side after taking off the blindfold, and asked lightly, "This person?"

"It's him." Lake licked his lips, not hiding his covetousness, "Boss, although you often stay in Surya, you should have heard that there is a male doll profession in the border town, and most of these people are A male doll in the border town. I checked, this person is the signboard of the male doll shop, if you can get it, you will make money."

"Lake." Mi Zibai called him again unbearably.

Sith raised his hand to stop Mi Zibai's words, and smiled lightly at Lake: "You can't enjoy this kind of extreme food alone, can you?"

"Boss is right." Lake nodded again and again, "Boss goes first."

"...Your Highness Sith." Mi Zibai suppressed his anger and said coldly, "Let's get down to business first."

"That's natural." Sith spread his hands, "Go and determine the order of interrogation."

Lake wanted to say something, but was dragged away by Mi Zibai. He couldn't help but glared at him with some displeasure, but instead, Mi Zibai gave him a more indifferent stare.

Sith lowered his eyes and took a sip of coffee, seemingly unintentionally looking at the situation in the mass prison, but his eyes were always glued to Qin Jing.

He was wearing dirty clothes, and the small one was huddled in the corner, facing the Sith angle, but there was no focus in those eyes, as if he was frightened, and he didn't take the initiative to talk to others. Talking, ignoring other people's words, not communicating at all, and even flinching when Mi Zibai and Lake entered.

Sith's fingers twitched.The sixth sense told him that Qin Jing's appearance was mostly faked, but when he actually saw it, he felt inexplicably distressed, as if that person should have continued to act coquettishly by his side instead of being imprisoned in prison trembling.

Lake raised his chins one by one to look into their eyes, and even touched his face a few times when he passed by the puppet who had seen it clearly. This small movement made Sith tilt his head slightly, and waited for him to lift his eyes. jaw.

Qin Jing let Lake lift his chin docilely like a puppet at his mercy, and let him look left and right for a while, then suddenly tilted his gaze, and looked in the direction of Sith impartially, Like being able to see the Sith directly through that one-way glass.

However, this kind of staring was only for a moment, because in the next second, Lake's head was snapped back by Qin Jing, and his face was touched a few times by the way.

Sith narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a while, the two came back again, Lake was humming a little tune, and Mi Zibai had an extra list in his hand.

"Starting tomorrow, we will be interrogated one by one according to this list." Mi Zibai handed the list to Sith, "In the early hours of this morning, Agora provided another piece of information to the black prison. Not long ago, an Ah Gora's intelligence personnel died unexpectedly in the border town, Agola suspected that he had something to do with the traitors, and asked that this matter must also be investigated."

Sith took the list and glanced at it briefly, but he didn't take it to heart at all. All he could think about now was the Agora he met in the bar that night with Qin Jingxi.He didn't think much about it when he met him. After knowing that the man was from Agora, he didn't even take it seriously, but felt that his appearance was really inappropriate.Now that Agora brought it up, Sith began to think seriously. Why did Agora send an intelligence officer to the border town?Is it also related to the people who fled Agora back then?

And was the person who fled from Agora back then a Qin Jing?What is the relationship between the informant he is investigating and Qin Jing?

This young man...

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at the collective prison. Qin Jing was huddled into a ball in a daze, and his gaze was facing the direction of Sith, and he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional.

Sith looked at Qin Jing playfully. How much surprise and accident this person could bring him? People really are—

It really makes people want to ravage|ravage.

Sith now thinks that Qin Jing should be a demon, or the kind who hides in the dark and invisible, and will suddenly pop up at some point to give people a dazzling light, blinding people and then quietly Leave without a sound.

The more he wanted to hold the person in his hands, the more his fingers felt weak, but he was unwilling to just watch from a distance.

Mizi followed Sith's gaze with a blank face, and could easily tell who he was looking at, but he couldn't show the slightest bit of confusion. Who is Qin Jing?Qin Jing is just one of many suspects.

He lowered his head and glanced at the interrogation list that Sith held in his hands. The lower the ranking, the lower the degree of their influence by the illusion, and the different methods used for interrogation.

No.3, Qin Jing.