The thief of the fortress dominates the world

Chapter 409 Safe House

When the captured assassin was handed over to the Black Ice Platform, he was already half dead, covered in blood, and his jaw had been removed.

Naturally, the people in the personal guard camp would not be polite to him.Those who dared to assassinate Jiang Chuan, the people in the personal guard camp would like to chop them into meat sauce and hurry up.

If Jiang Chuan hadn't asked him to interrogate, this guy would have died by now.Of course, the purpose of removing the jaw is to prevent this guy from committing suicide by taking poison or biting his tongue or something.

It's just that interrogation is indeed a technical job, especially for these dead men who no longer take their lives seriously, ordinary interrogation methods are useless at all.The men in the personal guard camp are all elites on the battlefield, but they are really not very good at interrogation.

Chen Zhaojun took the man away, and he went out through the side door of the palace. There was already an unremarkable carriage waiting there.Throwing the unconscious assassin into the carriage, Chen Zhaojun jumped onto the carriage, grabbed a bamboo hat on the carriage, put it on, and drove the carriage away from the palace quickly.

After the carriage left the palace, it circled the city several times to ensure that there were no stalkers behind it, then turned into a small alley, and parked the carriage at the door of an inconspicuous courtyard.

This is a safe house set up by the Black Ice Platform in the capital.

The three caves of the cunning rabbit, all the intelligence and spy agencies throughout the ages will set up several safe houses in the same place.

Chen Zhaojun jumped out of the car, first stood in front of the door and listened quietly for a while, and after confirming that there was nothing unusual, he took out a special whistle from his pocket and blew it.

The sound of this whistle is very strange, a bit like a woman's low sobbing.With a melodious and sad voice, it got into the crack of the door and floated into the small courtyard.

Soon, a voice came from the small courtyard: "Heavenly King Gaidihu", the voice was very low, and Chen Zhaojun could just hear it clearly.

He vigilantly poked his head out and glanced at both sides of the alley to make sure there was nothing unusual. Then he approached the door and replied in a low voice: "Chicken stewed mushrooms."

This incision is a kind of identification inside the Black Ice Terrace.It is said that Mr. Bai heard it from the lord.

The door was quickly opened from the inside, and two men in ordinary clothes came out gently. Chen Zhaoju nodded at them, and nodded at the carriage outside the door. The two also nodded, and opened the door completely. From the carriage skillfully driven into the yard, the gate was closed again without a sound.

Not long after, a beggar with disheveled hair and a foul smell came out of the small courtyard with a stick in one hand, a pair of worn-out shoes, and a broken bowl in his hand. He limped to the entrance of the alley and sat against the wall. Coming down, a pair of numb eyes looked at both sides of the long street boredly. If you observe carefully, you can find that the beggar's eyes flashed shrewd and vigilant from time to time.

The layout of the small courtyard is very simple, it is an ordinary dwelling: the front is a main room.The layout of the main room is the living room in the middle, with a room on each side.

There are three connected wing rooms on the east and west sides. There is a lush tree growing in the center of the yard, and there is a well in the south.

There is a stone table under the big tree, surrounded by a circle of small horses.

Sitting at the stone table, Chen Zhaojun explained the task to the other two men: "This person should be interrogated as soon as possible, and the result must be resolved before dark. Heizi, you go and do it."

A dark-skinned, simple-faced man on his left nodded, stood up without saying a word, and walked into the main room.

There is a cabinet against the wall in the living room of the main room. There are some tea sets and other things on the cabinet. It looks very rough and ordinary.

In the center of the main room is an Eight Immortals table, with two back chairs on the left and right, very typical living room furnishings,
The man groped under the Eight Immortals table, and there was a clicking sound behind the cabinet over there, and the cabinet moved sideways, revealing a dark hole behind it.

The man named Heizi mentioned the unconscious Assassin captive on the ground and walked into the entrance of the cave, and soon the cabinet closed again with a click.

In the yard, Chen Zhaojun continued to give the task to the man sitting on the right: "Pick out some white clouds. The people around the lord are all from the palace. There must be bugs among them. Find the bugs."

The man next to him asked, "What about the black soil? Do you want to arrange some?"

Chen Zhaojun said: "There is no need for the black soil, there is a personal guard camp, Baiyun only needs to find the bugs, and let them do the catching bugs."

The man nodded, got up and left without saying a word.

After a while, a fruit seller with a burden appeared on the long street outside the alley. When passing by a beggar, the two of them glanced at each other without any trace, and nodded to each other imperceptibly. The fruit seller grabbed a fruit and threw it to the beggar. The beggar smirked and stretched out his hand to catch it, and bit off half of the fruit with one bite.

The shopkeeper carried the load and walked forward, yelling as he walked, looking around intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Zhaojun was sitting by the stone table, a leaf fell from the top of his head and landed on the stone table, he looked at the leaf quietly, not knowing what he was waiting for.

As the sky was getting late, the shadow of the tree slanted on Chen Zhaojun's body, making his shadow look half-bright and unclear.

Finally, there was a clicking sound in the main room, and then a figure came out, it was Heizi.

There are already a lot of flies in this season, and the blowflies that were hovering around all of a sudden gathered around Heizi and buzzed around his hands, as if there were delicious delicacies they liked on them. have to.

Although the hands looked clean, there was nothing unusual about them.

Heizi swiped his disgusted hand from his waist, and a black and slender soft sword shook in the air a few times, those flies dropped a large piece in an instant, and the rest immediately scattered away.

Heizi wrapped the soft sword back around his waist, came to Chen Zhaojun, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over: "It's done."

Chen Zhaojun glanced at Heizi, and laughed: "Your wind-chasing swordsmanship has improved again, and now you can stab nine flies to death with one sword. I remember there were only seven flies last time."

Heizi smiled honestly: "This subordinate's humble swordsmanship is not enough for Master Qianhu."

Chen Zhaojun reached out to pick up the piece of paper, and suddenly frowned and said, "Every time you ask you to interrogate people, it's so bloody. You must have gutted out again this time, the smell is too strong, no wonder those flies are looking You come forward."

Heizi still smiled naively: "I don't want to, but that grandson is too stubborn, don't do it like this, I'm afraid it will delay the Lord's affairs."

Chen Zhaojun ignored him, quickly read the content on the paper, and said, "It really is."

After speaking, he got up and said to Heizi: "Look at home, I'm going to see the lord." Before Heizi could reply, he folded the paper in his hand and stuffed it into his bosom, walked to the wall, jumped lightly, and the person disappeared .

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