Beauty is sick

The clothes were pulled to the wound on his arm, and the masked man let out a little cry of pain.

The stagnant weird atmosphere was broken, and Pei Zhe suddenly realized what he had done, and stopped his movements extremely slowly: "You must have misunderstood, how about I explain it to you?"

"No need to explain, I understand." Jin Lingjiu paused, and added, "While it's hot."

Pei Zhe: "..."

The smell of corpses in the statue is getting stronger and stronger, Pei Zhe can only speed up the movements of his hands, as for the rest, it will not be too late to talk about it after leaving here.

I touched the masked man, and finally opened the neckline to see if there were any tattoos on his body. After checking everything, Pei Zhe pulled his shoulder and asked, "Who sent you here?" ?”

The masked man hissed, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he didn't answer.

Jin Lingjiu thought about it for a while, and reminded: "They should be dead men, and you won't be able to ask anything like this."

Pei Zhe slightly had a headache, he couldn't learn the method of extorting confessions by torture, and the interrogation skills he knew seemed to be of no use to the dead, but he had already let go of what he said just now, saying that everything was left to himself, and it would be too much to bow his head and change his words now. It's a bit embarrassing.

Pei Zhe whispered, "I'll try, maybe he's not a dead man."

He himself didn't believe what he said, Jin Lingjiu's eyes were so poisonous, he had already fought against him, and if he said it was right, then nine out of ten he was certain.

Jin Lingjiu thought about it and understood what he was insisting on.

To put it bluntly, Tanhualang wants to lose face.

This is a rare thing. To put it in a non-derogatory sense, Pei Zhe is not a person who cares about his own face. Jin Lingjiu is really surprised by his rare shamelessness.

I was so surprised that the evil taste in my bones surfaced, I didn't want to ask for guidance, I just wanted to wait for Tanhualang to hit the south wall and his head was bloody, so I had to take the initiative to throw myself into my arms, begging myself to look at the wound and coax him.

With an idea in mind, Jin Lingjiu was not in a hurry anymore, and smiled lazily: "That's right, Mr. Pei has a good opinion, I'll wait for you to ask the person behind the scenes."

Pei Zhe: "..."

I regret it, I should have spoken just now, but now I am riding a tiger.

Pei Zhe was stuffed with anger and had nowhere to vent it, but could only pour it out on the masked man in front of him.

Why the hell are you a dead man!Is it uncomfortable to be a person of flesh and blood? !

He was angry, and the movements of his hands were even more insignificant. The masked man's face was even uglier, and the eyes looking at him became more and more resentful, as if he was about to pounce on him and bite him in the next second.

Pei Zhe laughed, touched his chin with a fire pocket, watched the orange-red fire light lick his flesh, and said coldly: "It doesn't matter if you pretend to be dumb, I can guess the person behind the scenes without your answer." What do you want to do, the matter is not over yet, right now he should be hiding in a corner in Baihua City, so let's spend time, and see who can't stay in Baihua City first!"

The masked man flinched from the sparks, and said viciously: "You must be the one who can't stay any longer!"

Pei Zhe nodded slightly: "I see."

Jin Lingjiu raised his eyes in surprise, and met Pei Zhe's eyes, and instantly understood: "Since you have already asked the answer you want, then there is no need to keep this alive, it is also a burden."

"I'm afraid people will find out if you throw it here." Pei Zhe looked around, and his eyes fell on the statue, "Do you have any martial arts to shrink the bones in the Jianghu, shrink these two people to the size of a child, and stuff them into the statue. "

Jin Lingjiu blinked slowly: "Are you joking?"

Pei Zhe shook his head: "I'm serious."

Jin Lingjiu: "...Your idea is really unique."

The masked man was stunned and couldn't react at all. He obviously didn't say anything. Why did these two people seem to understand it?

No, this is a trick. They must use this method to make him relax his vigilance, and then lure him into the bait.

Pei Zhe knew what he was thinking at a glance, and clicked his tongue: "I don't think I said anything? No, you have already answered my two questions."

The masked man's heart tightened: "You are talking nonsense!"

He is a dead man, and not divulging information is the most basic creed.

"You just answered 'it must be that you can't stay any longer', which shows two things." Pei Zhe raised a finger, "First, the person behind the scenes is currently in Baihua City. The powerful forces in Baihua City are involved. As we all know, Baihua City today is a place where the wind listens to the rain. Apart from him, there are no other forces."

"I thought about it just now. You seem to be no stranger to me, but dead soldiers generally only pay attention to missions, so I guess you have missions related to me before. Based on this, I can only think of the missions in Huaizhou City. Assassins outside, so you are here for the token on my body."

The masked man's face was ugly and he couldn't speak a word.

Pei Zhe smiled confidently: "It was just a guess at first, but seeing your expression now, I can basically be sure that my guess is correct."

Jin Lingjiu spoke with admiration: "As expected of Mr. Pei, besides this, have you found other clues?"

Under the astonished eyes of the masked man, Pei Zhe nodded slowly: "The following is not a clue, it can only be regarded as an inference. Let me say it, and you can listen to it."

There was a little smile in Jinling Jiu's eyes: "I would like to hear the details."

Pei Zhe said: "The thing about the keepsake is still a secret, so there is no need to talk about Fanbang. There are very few people who know about it even in the court and rivers and lakes. In addition, it can support the dead, so it is very likely that it is a member of the court and has a strong influence. , with such an identity, he will be entertained by Feng Tingyu's kind students, and will not be thrown into this useless abandoned porcelain kiln."

"You mean, he's at Feng Ting Yu's mansion?" Jin Lingjiu asked.

Pei Zhe nodded: "Fanbang is no better than other places, and Feng Tingyu has an uncompromising temperament. Naturally, he will not completely trust the people of the court, and will definitely put them under his nose. May I ask, in Baihua City, where else is better?" Is it easier to monitor people in his house?"

Pei Zhe glanced at the masked man next to him from the corner of his eye, and saw that his face was dull, as if he had lost his mind, and he became more certain in his heart.

Jin Lingjiu stood up straighter: "Since that's the case, let's quickly deal with the two of them, and then go to Feng Ting Yu's mansion to see who is behind this scene."

"No, I have other things to do right now. I have to find the missing caravan in Yecheng first." Seeing that Jin Lingjiu's face darkened slightly, Pei Zhe said in relief, "Don't worry, I won't lose this clue for nothing. You But I still remember that I sent Yun Wuyang out before, if nothing goes wrong, he has already followed the wind and rain to the mansion, we just wait here."

A flash of astonishment flashed in Jin Lingjiu's eyes: "How did you expect him to be at Feng Ting Yu's residence?"

Pei Zhe spread his hands: "Do you believe me when I say that the crooked beating is right?"

Jinling was very honest: "I don't believe it."

"Then there is no other way." Pei Zhe laughed casually, with a bit of pride in his tone, "There will always be some lucky people in this world, such as me, who can guess important clues by just guessing casually. Maybe understand?"

Jin Lingjiu was silent for a long time, then sighed: "I understand what you mean, as the saying goes, when a blind cat meets a dead mouse, it should be so."

Pei Zhe choked, always feeling that something was wrong.

Since Jin Lingjiu didn't know the martial arts of the clavicle, the two had no choice but to move the dead masked man behind the statue. As for the living masked man, they knew all the clues they should know, and they couldn't ask other questions. Time didn't know what to do with him.

Take it with you, it's useless and cumbersome, if you leave it here, you're afraid that he will run away and report to the people behind the scenes.

It's not that he didn't think about killing him, but who will do it has become a problem.

Needless to say, Pei Zhe is a scholar, and it is not a big deal to get blood on his hands. If it is not a last resort, he will not let himself be killed.

Jin Lingjiu didn't know why, and he didn't intend to do anything, he just stood idly by the side, looking at him with a smile, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

He couldn't force Jin Lingjiu to kill people, Pei Zhe sighed, and could only pin his hopes on the masked man.

He dragged the masked man to the back of the statue, and persuaded him in a negotiating tone: "You are a dead man. You have not completed your mission and leaked the secret. Shouldn't you settle it yourself?"

Masked man: "?"

Pei Zhe stroked the fire book, and sighed: "We all believe in Buddhism, we don't kill, or you commit suicide, I have moved you here, and your accomplice is next to you, you two are close together, and you can still be together in the underworld." Wouldn't it be nice to go together?"

Beautiful ass!The masked man made him spit out a mouthful of blood in anger.

Pei Zhe said happily: "Hey, if you vomit a little more, you won't die from it. Did you not eat, and it takes so much effort to vomit blood?"

Masked man: "..."

Jinling Nine: "..."

Pei Zhe: "Mother-in-law, it's not straightforward at all!"

Who the hell is forced to commit suicide would simply do it!

In the end, Jin Lingjiu couldn't stand it anymore, and gave the masked man a good time.

He didn't intend to let this person go, but he just wanted to see if Pei Zhe would do it himself. After knowing him for so long, he knew that Pei Zhe was not an ordinary kind person, but whether it was the news he found or the time he got along None of his experiences mentioned that Pei Zhe was related to human life.

Tan Hualang looked clean, but Jin Lingjiu knew in his heart that things were not as they appeared on the surface. Pei Zhe could calmly tell the story of being assassinated, and he could plot Zuo Ping to kill the assassin, so that he would not stay alive... so much How can a person not be stained with blood?

Unexpectedly, Pei Zheyin was so hurt that he even came up with the idea of ​​forcing people to commit suicide, but he just refused to do it.

But that's good too, Jin Lingjiu squinted his eyes, and Pei Zhe's scruples also made him verify his guess.

After dealing with the two masked men, Pei Zhe took the torch again and carefully studied the corpse of the child inside the statue.

The smell of corpses was too strong, he was so smoked that he retched, he looked at Jin Lingjiu with a thought, "Let me hug—"

Jin Lingjiu was expressionless, and interrupted him: "If you dare to come over, I'll just kick you."

Pei Zhe: "..."

The idea of ​​inhaling the fragrance of plum blossoms to prolong life was lost, so Pei Zhe had no choice but to pinch his nose with one hand and hold a fire pocket with the other to check the corpse.

After he finished reading it, the two walked inside again, searched the whole kiln, and made sure that there was no place to lock people inside, and then they left.

After he came out, Pei Zhe was still thinking about being rejected, and complained endlessly: "It's just hugging, I can't do anything, Xiao Jiuer is really cruel, fortunately we are still close friends, and now we still have a cooperative relationship."

Jin Lingjiu was unmoved: "I will not touch someone who has stripped the corpse's clothes."

Pei Zhe: "..."

Jin Lingjiu: "It's all smoked like that, and I still have to look at the corpse. I'm actually a little curious. What exactly are you doing this for?"

"For what?" Pei Zhe smiled lightly, "It's very simple, I want those murderers who are hiding in the corner, hiding behind the plot, buried at the bottom of the bones, and should be trapped in the prison, one by one. Spread it out in the sun, and use your flesh and the rest of your life to atone for the disasters they committed."