The first thousand one hundred and twelve chapters
"Big fat sheep, big fat sheep!"
Hu Xinzhu approached the unlucky unconscious assassin with a smile on her face. He took a closer look at the opponent's face. Well, he looked pretty good. He had a well-proportioned pretty face. Although it was a bit popular, he was still handsome. He was tall and slender.
He is tall and has a slender figure that is a bit thin. It is obvious that this figure represents a high-agility fighting style.
With his ten fingers squirming like a spiritual snake, Hu Xinzhu perfectly demonstrated the body search skills he had cultivated in the Blood Qin Empire. From hair to crotch, from armpits to toes, and even the hidden places under every tooth and tongue.
, all the nooks and crannies were carefully explored by him. As the secret agent leader of the Blood Qin Empire, Hu Xinzhu has unique experience in this aspect.
A small blade, a small saw blade, a very thin wire that can easily cut off a human head, a short dagger, a few small hand-shooting arrows, and a pack of long needles tempered with highly toxic poisons. The most exciting thing, there is also a set of
The master key to open the door. Hu Xinzhu carefully appraised this set of master keys, and then whistled involuntarily.
This guy must be a part-time thief, and he is a very strong thief. Because this set of master keys is made of special alloy, which is very light, but extremely hard and wear-resistant. And this set of thirty-six master keys is obviously the design of goblins.
, produced by dwarf craftsmen, it is impossible for ordinary thieves to obtain such professional tools.
In addition, there are some small projectiles that can emit thick smoke, potions that can release anesthetic gases, etc., and even a packet of spicy powder that can get rid of hounds. All of this means that this guy is a thief with many years of experience.
, today’s assassination may be just his occasional part-time job.
What surprised Hu Xinzhu even more was that he found a very good dagger from the assassin's belt.
The two-foot-long dagger is as thin as a piece of paper. The blade is only as wide as a little finger and is completely black. It will never reflect any light in the dark night. The hilt and the blade are almost integrated into one, and are made of dozens of rare metals.
The finished dagger is so light that its weight is almost unfeelable.
Thirteen layers of magic patterns are engraved near the sword's edge. A complex magic array pattern is engraved on the sword's hilt, and seven golden magic gems are embedded in it. These magic gems are filled with powerful metallic magic elements, which work in conjunction with the magic array.
As shown in the figure and the magic pattern on the blade, this dagger has an unexpectedly sharp edge.
Hu Xinzhu took out a piece of hundred-smelted refined iron and used the dagger to gently cut across the inch-thick iron ingot. Without making the slightest sound, the iron ingot was split into two pieces. The broken surface of the iron ingot was smooth and clean.
It's like a mirror, but there isn't even a scratch on the sword's edge.
Hu Xinzhu let out a sigh of surprise, then unceremoniously stuffed the dagger into his space ring. Then he raised his head and blew a series of strange whistles that sounded like a night owl.
This string of whistles was just prescribed by Lin Qi, and represents the contact signal of the identities of many people around him. The audio frequency and pitch of each person's whistle are different, and to outsiders it is just a series of meaningless bird calls. But in
Even if he hears it, he can clearly know who the people here are and what their status is. Whether their status is high or low in Lin Qi's organization.
The sound of dense footsteps came, and Wood strode here with dozens of fully armed dragoons. Hu Xinzhu patted the assassin who was knocked unconscious by him, and said in a deep voice: "I'm here, I leave it to you. Well.
, this kid has a magic dagger on his body, the market price is at least 300,000 gold coins, so he will not be an ordinary assassin, dig out his background, if necessary. I can make him cramp, peel his skin, knock his bones, and suck his marrow.
Come help you."
Wood smiled honestly, picked up the assassin, and said in a deep voice: "If you need to take action before we can ask for a confession, we will have no shame in following the leader. Hehe, this pretty boy is not like that
A guy who can survive torture!"
Hu Xinzhu put all the other bits and pieces of the assassin back on him. He tore open the assassin's clothes, touched his delicate and white belly, and then nodded in agreement: "Yes, this guy is pampered and seems to be from a noble family.
.It’s impossible for him to survive the torture. I suggest you use a hot iron to burn his lower body for a few rounds, then he won’t be able to hold back his confession!”
More footsteps were heard in the distance. Hu Xinzhu nodded to Wood, and then quickly escaped into a small alley on one side.
The people brought by Wood were all subordinates brought by Lin Qi from the Black Abyss Divine Prison. The souls of these people were in Lin Qi's hands, so there was no doubt about their loyalty. Hu Xinzhu showed up in front of them, and it was not the original one he used.
Face, it’s not a big deal at all.
But those people coming behind were all members of the newly formed Second Dragoon Corps, and Hu Xinzhu was not willing to appear in front of them.
Seeing Hu Xinzhu disappearing into the alley, Wood took out a siren and put it in his mouth, then blew it hard. Along with the sharp siren, large groups of dragoons and copper hats rushed over, and they respectfully
He saluted Wood respectfully, and then looked fiercely at the limp assassin in Wood's hands.
"The suspect has been captured." Wood threw the assassin to an old brother next to him, and then shouted in a deep voice: "The gray tights he left along the way, as well as the heavy crossbow, were all carefully collected as evidence of crime. Now all the troops are collected
, people from two squadrons will follow me to see His Excellency the General."
The dragoons responded, some of them stayed, and the others quickly dispersed along the streets and alleys.
These people are all the subordinates who were summoned by Wood just blowing the siren. They are all soldiers of the newly formed Second Dragoon Regiment. Because of the tacit approval of Holy Light I, and because Bea, the chief officer of the Security Department, is recovering from an injury recently, so in
Under Enzo's order, soldiers of the Second Dragoon Regiment have begun to enter Berelli and patrol in some sensitive places.
Therefore, as soon as the assassination occurred, Wood could immediately summon a whole brigade of thousands of dragoons to rush to the scene.
With two hundred fully armed dragoons, and some bronze hats who came after hearing the news and wanted to take some of the credit, Wood and his party rushed towards Golden Leaf Street. Enzo was waiting there, and if he could
At the first time, the case was solved beautifully in front of the businessmen and citizens who had witnessed the assassination. This was very beneficial to Enzo in improving his reputation.
After all, Enzo is only well-known among the high-level officials of the Gallic Empire, but in the hearts of ordinary people, who knows who Enzo is?
Improving the reputation of the lower class civilians will be of great benefit to Enzo and the Second Dragoon Legion.
Just as Wood and others were about to enter the business district, a dragon roar sounded from the side, and a man with a body length of nearly ten meters and a height of three meters away with a ferocious face and a unicorn plate armor covered the whole body walked.
The dragon bolted out of the box on the side. This earth-moving dragon was blowing out a faint smoke and headed straight for Wood as if it was going crazy.
Wood held the handle of the saber with one hand and shouted in a deep voice: "The enemy is attacking, prepare the heavy crossbow!"
The two squadrons of dragoons behind Wood were obviously in disarray. After all, they were newly recruited warriors. They may have had considerable personal strength before joining the dragoons, but they were not yet familiar with serious battle formations.
What concept.
But Wood also had a few old brothers with him, as well as dozens of heretics brought out by Lin Qi from the Black Abyss Prison. These people were all veterans of the battlefield. After hearing Wood's order, thirty of them immediately
The crossbows were raised uniformly, locking firmly on the running earth dragon.
A soft hum came from all over, and the one-horned plate-armored dragon suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Sitting on the back of the Dixing Dragon is the Minister of Public Security of Bereli, the top boss of the Security Department, the top boss of 20,000 bronze hats and 30,000 dragoons, and the only marshal left in the empire, Marshal Behan's favorite.
Grandson, Major General Beyah, who was granted the title of Earl of the Empire.
Wearing a coquettish blood-colored uniform, a set of golden full-body armor, and a long sword that is as red as fire and constantly emitting billowing heat waves is hung on the waist. Behind the armor is a long scarlet red cloak.
Bea, who was seriously stabbed and bedridden that day, apparently recovered from his injuries, and he appeared in full bloom on the streets of Berelli like a peacock in spring.
The dragoons behind Wood didn't know who Bea was. After all, when Enzo formed the new dragoon regiment, Bea was seriously injured and bedridden. But those copper hats who mixed in the team and wanted to share the credit did.
As their immediate boss, they all saluted Beia and shouted respectfully: "Dear Count Beya, it is really our honor to see you!"
Bea waved his hands gently and smiled with satisfaction. Seeing that he still had a strong influence in the hearts of these copper hats, Bea felt very good. He smiled and nodded to those copper hats.
, and then pointed to Wood condescendingly: "That suspect is the suspect in a serious case that I am watching, so I order you to transfer him to me."
Coughing slightly, Bea said slowly: "You are able to capture the suspect I have been chasing for more than a year. This is a great credit. I will ask the Ministry of Interior to reward you. Now, hand the person over to me.
, you can go!"
Wood's expression suddenly changed. What does this mean?
This assassin had just killed someone in public on Jinye Street. What's even more terrible is that when he killed someone, Enzo was nearby. If Hu Xinzhu hadn't caught this assassin, and if Enzo had allowed this assassin to escape, then Enzo would definitely be responsible.
Take a big black pot.
Now that they have caught the suspect, Beya wants to intervene and take the suspect away for nothing?
Wood shook his head firmly: "General Bea, this suspect just murdered a good, law-abiding businessman on Golden Leaf Street. Therefore, I cannot hand him over to you. If you need his confession, wait until we finish the process.
After this case..."
Bea's face darkened, and he suddenly swung his horsewhip, hitting Wood hard on the face. {Piaotian Literature www.ptwxz.com thanks all book friends for your support, your support is our greatest motivation}