Entering the underground, Pu Siqinglan looked at the dull-toned space and took a deep breath. The recent rainy weather had improved a lot. She felt like she smelled the scent of the Romanov dynasty.
When Jiang Xia came in, he was originally in the mood of visiting the treasure house.
However, after taking a quick glance, he fell silent for a moment: Those collections with ornamental value were only displayed on a few shelves in the corners. Looking from a distance, they couldn't be seen clearly at all.
On the contrary, sculptures filled the basement one after another - all of them were statues of Rasputin, as if this "monster" had formed a set of terracotta warriors and horses by himself.
Jiang Xia looked at the statues with angry eyes and beards on both sides: "..." Although he has long known that "Shi Kaobing" has different thinking from ordinary people, isn't his interest too weird...
"Oh, I woke up so quickly."
As he was watching, Pu Siqinglan's voice suddenly came from the side.
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Pu Siqinglan just hurried back to the base, and now she felt a little safer.
She was about to free up her hands to deal with Jiang Xia, but unexpectedly she found that the detective had his eyes open. She remembered the amount of anesthesia she had just injected into her. Her face was cold, but a cold sweat was silently breaking out behind her. What exactly was this detective's resistance to drugs?
How strong is it? She woke up so quickly. Fortunately, to be on the safe side, when she was in the castle, she injected a dose that was enough to kill people, so Jiang Xia didn't wake up until now. Otherwise, if the monster just woke up on the way, he would snatch it.
The steering wheel is terrible.
"..." No matter what, luck is on her side, so there is no need to worry.
Pu Siqinglan quickly calmed down her emotions. She first went to drag a gas stove from the cabinet next to her, then dragged Jiang Xia out of the car, pushed him to the ground, sat on him, and pulled out the matching stove.
Dagger, sneered: "You are still very calm. Relying on your strong vitality, you think I can't kill you? - Shot in the right eye, potassium cyanide, sinking into the sea. You are really powerful if you are still alive after experiencing all this.
But...this is it."
Under Jiang Xia's puzzled gaze, she clicked and turned on the stove switch.
There was no pot on the old-fashioned stove, and a bright flame ignited. Under the swaying firelight, Pu Siqinglan showed a strange smile: "Let the flame destroy the activity of every cell in your body, and eventually burn it into sections of coke.
How can you survive then?"
"..." Jiang Xia thought of the organization's crematoriums all over the place, and looked at Pu Siqinglan's small stove, which was obviously not professional, and reminded her tactfully, "Have you ever thought about how long it takes to cremate a person?
Time?"
His tone was obviously calm and polite. But Pu Siqinglan heard it, and for some reason, she always felt that this guy was mocking her for being ignorant.
She laughed coldly: "I don't know how long it takes to burn a person. But it probably won't take long to scorch a person's heart, brain, internal organs, eyes... As long as you can't resume action immediately, the rest will
I can naturally find a place to deal with it."
As she spoke, she held the dagger and slowly slid the sharp edge over Jiang Xia's body. Pu Siqinglan recalled her panic when she saw this "dead man" suddenly come to life on the yacht, and then looked at the completely reversed situation now.
, there was a vague desire for revenge in my heart.
The tip of the knife finally hovered near Jiang Xia's eyes. Like a person who couldn't wait to cut the cake, Pu Siqinglan gestured for a long time and finally decided where to start.
She thought for a moment and said leisurely: "Let's dig it out from here. Your eyes are very beautiful. In the past, I only destroyed the right eye when killing people. This time, I will do the opposite. I will save your remaining eye.
, keep it in your memory and collect it.”
What she was describing was obviously not a pleasant thing. According to Pu Siqinglan's concept, normal people in this situation would be more or less panicked, and would even cry and kneel down to beg for mercy.
However, Jiang Xia didn't give the reaction she wanted. Not to mention panic, for some reason, this guy started looking at her distractedly again.
This made Pu Siqinglan's originally calm heart once again spark a small flame of anger.
"Relax a little, so the blood won't spray too high." She held Jiang Xia's face and tried her best to mock, "Don't be nervous, there are only two of us now, no matter how ugly your body is, it won't be seen by others.
arrive."
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised the knife in her hand and stabbed Jiang Xia in the eye.
The moment before the tip of the knife was about to pierce into the flesh, it stopped suddenly, making it difficult to move forward.
The person who was supposed to be under the influence of anesthetic suddenly held her wrist.
"Yes." Jiang Xia sighed softly, as if she was regretting something, "There are only two of us."
I'm afraid I can only harvest the last wave of murderous intent. After all, we are so close now, and Pu Siqinglan uses such an obvious killing method as a direct blow... If you want to "resurrect from the dead" again, it is a bit difficult, and it can't be true.
He asked her to cut people open.
Jiang Xia: "..." But thinking on the bright side, it is already a miracle that he has been able to stay in the dark for so long and develop the murderous aura that tastes like Borscht three times in a row - it's all because Shi Kaobing always shoots his right eye when killing people.
It was only through not adapting that we could have the abundant harvest we have today.
He grabbed Pu Siqinglan's frantically struggling wrist and was about to seize the moment to squeeze out as much as he could.
However, the skills of some people exceeded his expectations - before he could think of the best lines to provoke murderous intent, the door to the underground treasure house was suddenly pushed open next to him.
"...It's a pity that someone actually disturbed our two-person world." Jiang Xia was silent for a moment, and had to look over there, temporarily changing the target of the squeeze, "It's really too shameless."
Pu Siqinglan was startled and turned around quickly. She clearly remembered that after she came in, she locked the complicated door again. But now, the door was actually opened.
Looking back at this moment, she thought it was the detective's annoying associates who came in, but to her surprise, there were two strange men in black at the door.
...Although he was a guy she had never seen before. But for some reason, the sirens in Pu Siqinglan's mind were ringing loudly, and she felt extremely dangerous.
She didn't care about competing with Jiang Xia, and quickly raised the gun with her other hand, but before she could take aim, Gin glanced at her from under the brim of her hat and pulled the trigger.
There was a gunshot, accompanied by the sound of metal colliding. The gun in Pu Siqinglan's hand flew far away. Then Vodka rushed over, threw her to the side, raised her hand and knocked her unconscious, completing the arrest.
Then he silently dragged the person away from Wu Zuo, so that he could stay away from Jiang Xia. When he entered the door just now, Vodka heard Jiang Xia's words of "interrupting the world between two people", and he always
It feels like this insidious behind-the-scenes director is taking advantage of the situation again to persecute innocent colleagues.