"When I met you for the first time." Zu An replied slowly.
Zhang Zitong was a little confused: "Could it be that the turtle spirit in Blackwater Pond said that a woman abandoned the bodies of the seven adults? You suspect that the woman is me."
Zu An shook his head: "No, just the first time I saw you, I had an intuition that something was wrong with you."
"What's the point!" Zhang Zitong felt very wronged. She had been working on cases for many years. She also knew that there was such a thing as intuition. Once she suspected someone, no matter how innocent all the evidence showed, she could not dispel her doubts and finally found evidence of his guilt.
.
I never thought that one day I would lose to the so-called intuition.
Zu An looked at her, and his eyes fell on her long legs: "You are too beautiful, and your figure is too outstanding. This is incompatible with the low-key style of the embroidered cloth messenger. Look at the people around you, they are the
A qualified embroiderer."
Xiao Jianren and others were on the verge of crying, wondering whether Mr. Eleven was praising me or scolding me.
Zhang Zitong's face turned red. She never expected to receive such praise from the other party, but now she is not happy at all: "I was adopted by the Seventh Master when I was very young. I have explained it to you!"
"To be able to give birth to a daughter with your appearance and temperament, your biological parents will never be ordinary people. The seventh gold medal may be because you didn't expect it or didn't want to think in that direction when you were in the game, but I am different. I saw
You noticed something was wrong, you are too good to stand out," Zu An said slowly, "You are destined not to be the Embroidered Clothes Messenger."
Zhang Zitong glanced at him faintly: "Although I have never seen Master Eleven's face, I can feel that you are also a handsome man.
A dashing person, why can you be a gold medalist and embroider clothes, but I will be suspected?"
Zu An smiled slightly: "One person like me is enough, others don't have such a good life."
Zhang Zitong: "..."
Even Xiao Jianren and other silver-medal embroidered clothes think that the Eleventh Master is too shameless?
"Okay, the questions have been asked, it's time to let him go." Zu An said and walked towards Zhang Zitong.
"Don't move!" Zhang Zitong tightened the dagger in his hand threateningly, and it was already embedded in Xiao Jianren's skin. If he applied even a little force, his neck would be cut.
Zu An frowned: "You must also know how Xiao Jianren has treated you during this period. Do you really want to threaten his life and death?"
Hearing his words, Xiao Jianren was ashamed, thinking that his behavior during this period was really embarrassing.
Zhang Zitong's expression changed, and he finally put down the dagger in his hand and said apologetically to Xiao Jianren, "I'm sorry."
After speaking, he pushed him forward with a gentle palm, and then directly slashed the knife in front of his neck.
Zu An was already on guard. With a flick of his finger, a strong gust of wind flicked the dagger away.
The other Silver Medal Xiuyi also took the opportunity to pounce on him and instantly restrained him with a hook.
But what surprised them was that Zhang Zitong seemed to have no intention of resisting from beginning to end.
At this time, Zhang Zitong raised his head and looked at Zu An, with a sad smile on his face: "Master Eleven, I know I will die, but I still want to say that being able to work with you during this time is the happiest time in my life.
."
When Xiao Jianren and others heard this, they were not too surprised. During these days of getting along, everyone more or less noticed something.
, compared with the eleven adults, I really have no competitiveness at all.
Zu An's expression changed, and he came to her in an instant, pinched her mouth open, and saw a wisp of black blood soaking out of it. Apparently there was poison hidden in her teeth.
He pressed his fingers quickly and quickly blocked the flow of her energy and blood, preventing the poison from spreading.
Zhang Zitong smiled sadly: "It's useless. This poison is used to commit suicide. It is extremely toxic and there is no... antidote..."
As she spoke, her voice gradually became lower and her eyes gradually lost their luster.
Xiao Jianren's expression darkened, but he knew that this was the best ending for her. Otherwise, there would be countless tortures waiting for her in the prison of the Embroidered Clothes Messenger, and it would be better to die happily.
But why do I want to cry so much?
Zu An did not hesitate at this time. He directly picked up Zhang Zitong and ran to the inner room aside: "Wait outside. No matter what you hear, you are not allowed to come in."
After saying that, he slammed the door.
Xiao Jianren and other silver medal embroidered men looked at each other in confusion. What do you mean, Master Eleven? Zhang Zitong has crushed the poison in his teeth. Is it possible that he can still be saved?
At this time, Zhang Zitong had the same doubts. As he lay dying, he watched him carry her into the room and lay her flat on the table.
"What is he going to do? No way..." Zhang Zitong's heart skipped a beat. Although she was about to die, she still felt that all this was so... ridiculous.
At this moment, Zu An stretched out a finger and stabbed her hard.
"Ah~"
Hearing the sound coming from inside, Xiao Jianren and others looked at each other in confusion. What on earth are the Eleven people doing?
Could it be that he tortured her while she was still breathing?
After a while, there were sounds from inside
The groaning sound was obviously suppressed deliberately. It sounded like pain, but also seemed to have a little bit of... joy?
This makes Xiao Jianren and others even more confused. What are they doing inside?
Now that Zhang Zitong has taken poison and is obviously about to die, how can he still have the energy to make such a sound?
After another while, it seemed that the sound could no longer be suppressed, and it reached several people's ears one after another.
Sweet - greasy, shy, can't help it.
Several people outside the door had experience, so they immediately understood what the sound was.
He looked very strange for a moment.
I thought that Mr. Eleven really adheres to the principle of not wasting, and people are almost dying...
But I still feel that this approach is a bit animalistic.
Several people patted Xiao Jianren's shoulders, their eyes full of sympathy.
Xiao Jianren suddenly became anxious: "You must have misunderstood. It's definitely not what you think."
"It's OK to lie to your brothers, but it's not good to lie to yourself. We know how you feel now." The other silver medals were even more sympathetic at this time, and several of them were still a little sour in their hearts. After all, for an outstanding and beautiful colleague like Zhang Zitong, who can
Don't like it.
Xiao Jianren's face darkened: "You don't understand Mr. Eleven. I believe he is definitely not that kind of person, and even if it is really what you think, he must be saving Miss Zhang, or has other motives, and it is definitely not for beauty.
Enchanted by sex."
The others laughed a few times, feeling that they were asking for trouble and stopped comforting him.
At this time, a high-pitched cry came from the room, and then calmness completely returned.
Several people's hearts were beating wildly, their mouths were dry, and they felt that it was not good to stay here, so they all went out to leave private space for the leader.
space.
Xiao Jianren hesitated for a moment and then went out, but he did not go far. Instead, he stayed in the yard to prevent anyone else from approaching.
At this time, Zhang Zitong was in the room, covered in fragrance and dripping with sweat, and her hair on her temples was sticking tightly to her skin. She looked at the man next to her with a flushed face, her expression a bit shocked, but also full of shyness and embarrassment.
Zu An retracted his fingers: "Okay, although the remaining poison has not been completely eliminated, there should be no fear of life. If you practice hard for a while, you can generally recover."
"You... what kind of trick are you doing? Why can you even detoxify this kind of poison?" Zhang Zitong added in his heart. The key is that it has such embarrassing side effects.
Her voice was a little hoarse, and she didn't know if she had overused her voice just now.
Just now, as a woman, she showed the most unbearable "humiliation" side in front of men.
It would be fine if the other person was her lover, but strictly speaking he was just a strange man, and she didn't even know what he looked like.
Zu An was also a little embarrassed. The third level of the Hongmeng Yuanshi Meridian could help detoxify people to a certain extent, but the side effects were indeed obvious. It easily made a woman's body become countless times more sensitive than usual, as if that's what it was...
He coughed lightly: "Those are not important. I'm very curious. The seventh gold medal saved you back then and trained you single-handedly. I was so kind to you. You also revealed that you treated him like a foster father. Why did you
Would you betray him and kill him instead?"
This chapter has been completed!