Zhuang Rou sat on a full sack, with more than a dozen piled up pockets filled with all kinds of unfried dried fruits. This is a small house behind the roasted stall, used as a warehouse and residence.

This is a very simple house. In addition to various sacks, there is an old bed in the corner. There is a large stove next to the window. In addition to fried dried goods, it is also used to cook.

The pots, bowls, firewood, rice, oil and salt are all complete, but it seems that they have not started fire for at least two days.

Zhuang Rou glanced over the small house and said to the stall owner who was forced to sit on the ground by her: OK, now say everything you know, of course you can choose to commit suicide, I won’t block it.

Miss Zhuang, whose surname is Wang and whose name is Jia, was opened. The stall owner looked at Zhuang Rou and spoke.

The surname is Wang

Zhuang Rou clamped a walnut and said slowly: Is it the one from the slave of the Zhuang Man again?

Wang Jia paused and lowered his head and replied: Yes. Miss Zhuang, his subordinates are just spies in Laixiang City. He had received an order to check your whereabouts before, but the others were not aware of them.

How many people are you in Laixiang City? Zhuang Rou asked on his own.

Wang Jia didn't say anything anymore. He could not reveal more information or provide people with it. Even if Zhuang Rou spared him at that time, the banker would not let him go.

Not to mention it? Well, Zhuang Rou didn't force him, but just took out the note from the fried soybeans and opened it and looked carefully. The content inside made her raise her eyebrows and look up at Wang Jia, who was a little nervous.

There was not much content on the note, but it was said that Zhuang Ya had already arranged to go to Beijing to meet a Yuan Eunuch.

Zhuang Rou didn't know how many eunuchs in the palace who could be called Eunuch Yuan, but she knew that there was a little Yuanzi, Eunuch Yuan, by the emperor.

It seems that the dealer threatened her to reveal Zhuang Xuewen's identity to Emperor Dahao, not to scare her, but to really want to do so.

But Zhuang Rou was silent for a moment and suddenly laughed. Wang Jia, you should know what was written on the note, maybe it was written by you.

If I got this information from other places, I might believe it, but this was done by the cunning dealer, and I doubted whether you were deliberately leading me over and treating you as an abandoned child so that I could see this note.

She shook the paper in her hand, making me believe that you really want to do this, and listen to your words, otherwise I could have met Zhuang Ya's people so coincidental on the street?

Wang Jia looked at her blankly, wanting to say that this was really a coincidence, and she was thinking too much.

But then I thought about it and thought that it might be the trap that Miss Zhuang Ya put on for herself, just to let the person in front of me see the content on the note. Based on his understanding of the Zhuang family, this is very similar to what they can do.

He replied after a while: I don't know.

Zhuang Rou smiled and suddenly asked about something else. Did you kill the stall owner of this roasted store?

This surprised Wang Jia, but he said without hiding: How did Miss Zhuang know? Have you been paying attention to his subordinates for a long time?

No, it's just that there are many traces of family life in this room. There is a cloth tiger in the corner of the bed and a half a rouge empty box next to the salt jar on the stove. And you can't use these things and sell roasted goods and you are not rich. You haven't cooked for at least two days, so you can't live with walnuts. Zhuang Rou said calmly.

So, you are eating good things in a restaurant outside, unlike a man who wants to support his family.

These things are there, and as long as you have the intention, you can see that Wang Jia is not a powerful spy. It should not take long to be a spy here. Just ask the people around you when they came.

She said casually: Kill them all?

Well, yes. Wang Jia does not deny this matter. In their actions, it is just an irrelevant way.

In order to lurk, killing several people to replace their identities is the simplest and most common method. He knew that this person was also a dealer, and he must be familiar with this method, but he heard that she had killed someone from the Wang family.

Miss Zhuang Shi's subordinates were killed by her, and she did not follow the rules of the banker, nor was she afraid of being killed by the family.

Wang Jia dared not be timid, and his awe of the banker in his bones affected him. As long as he did not reveal his companions' whereabouts, he would be fine to answer anything else.

Seeing that you are so determined, you probably won’t tell me where others are. That’s it. At this time, Zhuang Rou nodded and stood up.

Wang Jia was a little surprised and thought she would ask again, maybe she would cut off her ears to force herself, but she didn't expect it to be that simple.

Miss Zhuang, just as he was about to speak, suddenly a copper needle with a finger was stabbed from the front, and pierced it into his Adam's apple.

All the words were swallowed, and Wang Jia found that his throat could no longer make a sound, as if he had lost a piece of his throat and it did not exist at all.

He reached out to pull out the copper needle from his throat, but his shoulders were removed directly by Zhuang Rou's lightning strike.

After doing these things, Zhuang Rou sat back on the sack, with three long copper needles between her fingers, and looked at Wang Jia calmly and said: It turns out that she is a tough guy. It seems that she can only torture her confession. Before I can enjoy the fun, you have no chance to confess.

Although I feel no guilt at all when I kill you. But I am very willing to stand at the high point of eliminating violence and maintaining good fortune. No bad reputation can be interesting.

She smiled and said: In order to achieve your goal, you killed an innocent family in the roasted shop. Such a crazy evildoer will not be enough to redeem your sins by any means.

Wang Jia's eyes were full of fear. His hands were dislocated and he could not take off the copper needle. He struggled to stand up and run towards the door.

There are people coming and going outside, and you can survive by running out!

Just as he got up and fled, Zhuang Rou kicked him behind the knee, and Wang Jia thumped on the ground.

What to run? We haven't played a game of confession or non-report. It would be boring if you die or run away. Zhuang Rou walked over and stomped his knees with his feet.

Wang Jia opened his mouth, and the blue veins around his neck were bulging, like a hippo that was yawning. No matter how big the mouth was, there was no sound.

Zhuang Rou squatted in front of him with a smile, raised the copper needle and said enthusiastically: Let's start, laughing, it's interesting.

The move of using a copper needle to seal the sound has already scared Wang Jia to death. He only heard from his elders when he was learning this method in the clan.

It is said that only a few experienced executioners can use this method when using it when forcing confessions, which makes people want to confess.

And such people have other means of forcing confessions that make you desperate to die. This move will make you worse than death.

Wang Jia wanted to kill him before he could suffer, but Zhuang Rou didn't give him any chance. He let him shake his head hard and stabbed the copper needle.

Time passed little by little, it was already noon, and there was still no one in the roasted stall.

Several groups of people have come here and shouted to the house to buy something, but no one answered it. But from the half-closed door, you can see someone moving in the dark room, but you just can't see what you are doing.

There are always a few people wandering around the roasted stall and refuse to leave. They seem to want to buy roasted goods very much.

Squeak!

The door suddenly opened, Zhuang Rou appeared at the door wearing a hat and closed the door casually.

She stood in front of the roasted stall and picked up an empty bag, grabbed some of the roasted goods she wanted to eat, put them in, and took the bag and left the roasted stall as if nothing had happened.

After she walked for a while, the two of them carefully walked around the roasted stall, pushed open the door and flicked in.

Suddenly, the door was opened by the person who entered, and the two of them rushed out one after another and spit out directly at the door.
Chapter completed!