"Sir, all you need to talk about cooperation is a messenger, why are you putting them all back?"
Feng He didn't understand why Long Chen let the two assassins go.
"As the leader of the assassins, Shen Wanjin must be suspicious by nature. He won't trust a person when he goes back alone. This business won't work."
Long Chen wants to develop the fat assassin into a secret agent inside Wanjin Tower. Even if the fat assassin is not under his control, he can still provide some information.
To ensure that the fat assassin is not silenced by Shen Wanjin, it is necessary to ensure that the fat assassin looks absolutely fine.
The thin black assassin testified for the fat assassin. After testifying, he can die, leaving only the fat assassin.
As the pavilion master of Wanjin Tower, Xiu Niang knows more, but if the assassination fails this time, Wan Jin Tower's deployment will definitely change, and Xiu Niang's information will be invalid.
At this time, Long Chen needed someone who could provide the latest news.
"Sir, that embroiderer girl"
Feng He helped Long Chen find a very similar corpse and did some processing.
Long Chen's expression suddenly became ferocious, and he said: "That bitch is lying to me, I want to keep it for fun and torture slowly, she is the master of the pavilion, she knows a lot of things."
Feng He nodded slightly and agreed with Long Chen's statement.
Only three people know about Xiu Niang now, Long Chen, Feng He and Dugu Jiali.
Dugu Jiali doesn't need to worry, she is Long Chen's woman.
Long Chen did not have absolute trust in Feng He, so he said this.
"Except for the people I brought from the palace, all the people in Longshuai's Mansion have been replaced by people from Xichang. I don't want something like this to happen again."
"I obey my orders."
Long Chen got into the truck and secretly returned to Commander Long's Mansion.
South of the capital city.
The cold moonlight shines on an ordinary-looking farmyard, with piles of straw and hay piled high, and a few big black dogs occasionally barking, making the winter night even more cold and quiet.
In the room, there was a grey-haired man in his prime, wearing ordinary commoners, spinning two iron bladders in his hand. There was a simple teapot and cup on the table, and there was a very ordinary wooden bed inside.
squeak
The door opened, and a middle-aged man walked in. Except for his big nose, he looked very ordinary and would definitely not stand out among the crowd.
"Lord, the Xiu Pavilion operation failed, Xiu Niang and the black cat messenger were killed."
This young man is Shen Wanjin, the owner of Wanjin Tower who shocked the world.
The middle-aged man who came in was Hei Feng, Shen Wanjin's number one fortune-teller.
"Sure enough, it failed. Where is Xiu Niang's body?"
Shen Wanjin sneered slightly, as if he had expected it.
"I brought them back, along with the black cat's. Their bodies were burned, making it difficult to tell them apart."
Shen Wanjin's eyes were cold and stern, and he said: "Burned corpses must be distinguished more carefully!"
There are only two possibilities for burning the corpse. The first is that there is deep hatred, and the second is that you want to destroy the corpse to cover up something.
Shen Wanjin thought that Long Chen's burning of the corpse must be to cover up something, and that Xiu Niang might not even be dead.
He received a secret report from Hongmei that the embroiderer might be in love with Long Chen, so he sent Wang Yao, the fortune envoy, to take action.
"My subordinates have identified it and the appearance of the body is correct."
Heifeng didn't mention clothes, because clothes can be changed and must reflect physical characteristics.
"I gonna go see."
Heifeng took Shen Wanjin to the morgue, where there were two corpses on the board
"why is it like this?"
The two corpses were put together like building blocks, scattered and scattered.
"Long Chengen burned all the corpses, then dismembered them all, and finally buried them."
Heifeng also had a headache. In fact, even he himself couldn't figure out whether the two corpses belonged to Xiu Niang and Heifeng.
Shen Wanjin's face turned black with anger, and he cursed: "How do you ask me to confirm such a corpse! And how can you be sure that it is the corpse of the two of them!"
Hei Feng was scolded to death.
It wasn't that he was incompetent in what he did, but that Long Chen did things too strangely. It was the first time he had seen such a corpse destroyed.
"My subordinates are incompetent!"
Black Cat quickly admitted his mistake.
Shen Wanjin was so angry that he turned around and left the morgue, returning to his room.
In the haystack at the entrance of Zhuangzi, a man with a body similar to a monkey stared at two black figures slowly approaching.
The big black dog in the yard heard the noise, rushed to the door, and barked at the door.
"Someone!"
The man whispered.
As soon as Shen Wanjin returned to the room, Hei Feng came in and said, "Master, come back with two people."
Shen Wanjin said in surprise: "Anyone alive? Bring them in!"
Two assassins, one thin and one fat, were carried in. The blood on their bodies had frozen, and their whole bodies were shivering.
Heifeng said to a person next to him: "Go and see if there are any tails, and clean them thoroughly within a radius of five miles."
The man went out, leaving only Shen Wanjin and Black Cat.
After closing the door, Shen Wanjin sat on the stool and slowly turned the iron gall in his hand.
"You were captured?"
Shen Wanjin's tone was cold, and the two assassins were so frightened that they hurriedly kowtowed: "Master, we passed out during the battle and were captured when we woke up."
In Wanjin Tower, prisoners were killed without mercy.
"Why did Long Chengen let you come back?"
Shen Wanjin's eyes were cold and stern, and the wrinkles on his face made him look fierce and vicious.
"We didn't tell Long Chengen about the information he tortured and forced to ask about Wanjinlou. He was going to kill us, but then the empress sent a letter. Long Chengen said he wanted to do business with us."
The thin and dark assassin said weakly.
The fat assassin knelt on the ground, blood flowing from his knees, and his body was shaky.
"Doing business?"
Shen Wanjin suddenly became interested.
The thin black assassin said: "Long Chengen said that Li Chengdao paid for his life, and he can also pay for the life of Li Chengdao's prince and prince."
Heifeng felt incredible when he heard this, and said: "What is this Long Chengen thinking? We assassinated him, but instead of seeking revenge from us, he came to us to do business and asked us to kill Li Chengdao's people. This is the first time he saw Such a thing."
The person who was assassinated by Wanjinlou hated both his employer and Wanjinlou.
Only this Long Chen actually wanted to do business with Wan Jinlou and kill Li Chengdao.
Shen Wanjin laughed and said: "That's why Long Chengen was able to grow from a young eunuch to a first-class flying dragon general, smart man!"
"It's okay to do business. We at Wanjinlou collect money to do things. As long as he pays enough, we will kill him."
Heifeng asked: "But the host, Nanliang's commission is still there, why don't you kill Long Chengen?"
Shen Wanjin smiled and said: "Kill! After we received the money, we have to do things for the employer. Long Chengen must be killed."
"But you have to make a good plan and don't make any mistakes again. This Long Chengen is not easy to deal with."
As the king of assassins, Shen Wanjin has very professional ethics. After receiving money, he must kill people until they die.
This is called the spirit of contract.
"I obey my orders."
Black Wind took the order.
Shen Wanjin turned around and looked at the two people kneeling on the ground. His smile suddenly changed and he shouted: "What kind of deal did you make with Long Chengen? Tell me!"
The two of them were so frightened that they said: "Lord, we don't have one. Who dares to betray Wanjin Tower? Betrayal is a major crime that will destroy the Nine Clans."
The fat assassin said: "Long Chengen asked us to deliver a letter back. Now that the letter has been delivered, my subordinate committed suicide to prove his innocence."
After saying that, the fat assassin bit his tongue
Snapped!
Shen Wanjin slapped the fat assassin until he fainted, and his mouth kept bleeding.
"Bite."
Black Wind quickly checked.
Shen Wanjin said coldly: "Carry it down for treatment."
The thin black assassin sighed and bowed: "I can't prove my innocence."
After saying that, he slammed to the ground, his forehead was cracked by the impact, blood flowed from his forehead, and the thin black assassin fainted.
