Zhuo Wennan held Dugu Xiang's hand with both hands, feeling uncomfortable in his throat.
She coughed suddenly, and her eyes were filled with tears of grievance. "I...I don't know, this is indeed my brother's base, but I don't know where Ye Kui was taken by her brother."
"Ahem..."
Dugu Xiang shook his hand suddenly, turned around, looked at the soldiers walking into the dungeon, and said, "Take her away, look tight."
"Yes, Chief."
The soldiers then gave a standard military salute, stepped forward, suppressed Zhuo Wennan, and walked out of the dungeon.
At this time, the battle scene had been cleaned up.
All the criminals have been taken back to the local police station in western Australia by Fan Dahai and dozens of soldiers overnight.
A room guarded by two soldiers.
Zhuo Wennan sat on the sofa, his delicate little face, blinked gently on his bright black eyes, and the gentle smile in his eyes had already calmed down, revealing that cold light.
She naturally put her hands on her knees and gently played with her bright and white fingertips.
Suddenly.
A hidden weapon shot in from the open window.
The exquisite dagger rubbed hard on the curtain that naturally drooped from the window.
In the room, the woman sitting quietly did not show a hint of panic and fear, but slowly curled the corners of her mouth.
Her delicate chin raised slightly, and a gentle smile on her face regained its tenderness, like a white rose blooming in the night, delicate but not beautiful, and a faint tenderness that became more and more tender
He seemed to behave in every manner, exuding a strong and elegant atmosphere of a celebrity.
Zhuo Wennan stood up, walked to the window, and pulled out the dagger from the curtain.
Twist twist twist twist twist twist twist twist
The door was raised with crisp sounds of slapping the door.
The door was opened.
The soldier looked at Zhuo Wennan and asked expressionlessly: "What's the matter?"
Zhuo Wennan had an awkward expression on his face, and he looked at the soldiers with his bright black eyes, and said no longer.
Her soft little face was tender and tender, but it became more and more pitiful. "I want to go to the bathroom."
This room is a study room, so there is no bathroom.
The soldiers immediately looked at each other, looked at Zhuo Wennan, thinking that the woman in front of them was weak and should not be able to play any tricks.
One of the soldiers nodded, "I'll take you there, I'll give you ten minutes."
Bypassing the corridor, the soldier pushed open the door of another room and walked in. But at this moment, he suddenly blew, and the soldier slowly fell to the ground before he could groan.
Zhuo Wennan slowly took out a tissue and wiped the blood on the dagger.
She asked her subordinates to put poison on the dagger. The knife just now was definitely not fatal with the skills of this soldier, but it would be different with poison.
Walk to the window.
A shadow jumped in quickly.
The man knelt respectfully on the ground and said, "Miss, everything is done as you told me."
Zhuo Wennan nodded, "Dispose this corpse."
"yes."
The words are over.
Zhuo Wennan turned over and jumped down, slowly climbed down the rope tied to the window, moving quickly and quickly.
Dong--
A slight sound rang in the dark night, but it was hidden in the sound of the sea breeze.