Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

The next day, Qi Yan waited in the study on time as if nothing was wrong.

Ying Jin still came a little late today. When he entered the room, he saw her sitting there obediently, neither writing nor drawing.

It's quite novel.

Shi Heyun once again served the tray.

Qi Yan's eyes widened: "Drink... again?"

Shi Heyun was amused by her silly look, "This time it's drug addiction. You are so resistant to anesthetics, so drug addiction shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Qi Yan's expression was hard to describe.

Fortunately, this time there was only one bowl on the tray.

What Ying Jin meant was to test her drug resistance.

Qi Yan ordered D77 in advance to let it dissipate some of the medicinal properties in the body. She did not want to set herself too outrageously.

She drank half of the bowl of poisoned water in one gulp, and her eyes began to become a little blurry.

She took two steps forward with hasty steps, and then fell hard to the side.

Ying Jin put his arms around her and caught her.

Qi Yan didn't notice anything and fell unconscious in Ying Jin's arms.

"How much was added to this bowl?" Ying Jin asked with a frown.

Shi Heyun felt a little guilty: "She didn't fall down even if the syringe was used before. This time I used double the dose of the drug."

"Nonsense."

Shi Heyun lowered his head: "I was wrong, Master Jin."

……

It was already dark when Qi Yan woke up.

It was pitch dark outside, save for the occasional flash of patrol lights.

She was still in the study, now lying on the imperial concubine's couch, covered with a thin embroidered blanket.

There were no lights in the study, but candles burning. The candlelight shone gently, reflecting Ying Jin's delicate and beautiful face. On the high bridge of her nose, the pair of gold-rimmed glasses reflected a shallow light.

He was leaning on the Taishi chair, holding a book in his hand, with extraordinary charm, and playing with the string of Buddhist beads from time to time.

He often gives people the feeling of being lonely and lonely. Anyone approaching him is an insult to him.

Qi Yan lay on her side and stared at him for a while. Perhaps her gaze was too direct. After he noticed it, he raised his eyelids and said calmly: "Get up when you wake up."

He watched her stretch like a cat, and then shrunk in the blanket, "Be lazy a little longer."

Ying Jin didn't say anything else. He turned the page of the book slowly and moved his thin lips slightly: "Three."

Qi Yan immediately rolled off the bed. This was simply a countdown to death.

Under the lenses, Ying Jin's eyes flashed with an imperceptible smile.

Qi Yan straightened her clothes and stood obediently. Then she noticed that Shi Heyun was also in the study. He was kneeling in front of the Buddha statue with his back straight.

"What happened to him?" she asked.

Ying Jin put down the book: "I don't like tools that are too thoughtful, nor do I like products that are too smart."

Qi Yan understood what she said. The first sentence Ying Jin said was that Shi Heyun had too many ideas, and the next sentence was about her, implying that she was playing tricks.

She retorted in a low voice: "I didn't do anything today."

"You did it yesterday." Ying Jin said.

Shi Heyun not far away raised his ears.

"It's all because of the effect of the medicine. Even if you take it, can you guarantee that you can bear it?" She argued, refusing to admit that she deliberately seduced him.

Ying Jin narrowed her eyes.

She immediately gave up: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jin, you're right. I'm being clever and want to increase your favorability, just to live a more comfortable life, but the effect of the medicine is really beyond my control."

"So you learn control."

She was as obedient as a quail: "I'll learn."

Ying Jin said to Shi Heyun: "Go get the things."

"Yes." Shi Heyun rubbed his numb legs and stood up immediately, going out to get something.

Not long after, Shi Heyun came over with a syringe filled with transparent liquid.

"Stretch out your arms." Shi Heyun's face was complicated and he couldn't bear it.

Qi Yan intuitively felt that this was not a good thing.

Ying Jin explained softly: "What's more terrifying than torture is mental torture. If your mission fails, they will ask you to reveal the mastermind. You should know how to say it."

"I swore to Buddha that I would never betray you." Qi Yan looked at the needle in fear: "So what is this?"

"It's a means of extracting a confession. You'll find out when you get in."

Every word Ying Jin said was gentle, and when put together, it turned out to be a huge sickle.

Qi Yan gritted her teeth and stretched out her arms.

She had no choice.

A sharp needle penetrated her blood vessel.

At first she didn't feel anything, but gradually there was a burning pain in her abdomen. Qi Yan squatted down, covering her stomach, and knelt on the ground and shrank her body.

Immediately afterwards, the pain spread to her limbs and bones, as if a large truck ran over her body.

She couldn't bear it and fell to the ground.

"Ahhhh!!!"

She screamed in pain and rolled on the ground.

This medicine was really painful, several times more painful than when the scorpion had eaten her skin.

At this moment, Qi Yan's hands were tied up by Shi Heyun.

It was pitch black before her eyes, and she couldn't see anything clearly, as if she was blind.

D77: [Sir, let me help you now. 】

Qi Yan's teeth were chattering in pain: No, keep your energy, I can withstand it.

Compared with physical pain, the greater harm comes from the mind.

She 'saw' the past.

That was when she was on the verge of death, lying on the hospital bed, her parents bursting into tears, holding her hands and sobbing:

‘Yan’er, my family has no money to save you, so we decided to give up on you. You should die early. You are still a burden to the family. ’

‘Stop torturing your parents and leave quickly. Stop being obsessed. Your sister and we will live a better life after you leave. ’

Suddenly, the tears on their faces disappeared, replaced by indifferent stares:

‘You lose money, I expected you to earn some gift money when you get married, but in the end you got cancer. ’

'If I had known you were a burden, I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place! ’

‘If you are sensible, you are going to die now, you are going to die now! ! ’

Qi Yan fell to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

Was her birth wrong? Then why was she working so hard to live?

……

In the study room, Qi Yan's wrists were restrained as she fell on the ground, and she moved feebly.

Ying Jin picked up a cup of tea on the table and poured it on her face.

But she still closed her eyes tightly and did not escape from the pain.

So Ying Jin took out a pot of water, asked Shi Heyun to hold her down, and poured the whole pot of water on her face.

The tea wet her hair, and Qi Yan coughed violently.

Her consciousness became clearer, and it turned out that what she had just seen was fake.

But before she could relieve her sadness, the pain in her body would come overwhelmingly, leaving her no time to breathe.

Her internal organs seemed to be roasted on the fire, and the heavy hammer hit her soul one after another.

Under the dual mental and physical torture, she was crying and wailing like a madman, and it was painful whether she was awake or in chaos.

When her consciousness became slightly clearer, she gasped violently, raised her tied wrists, stretched out her hands to Ying Jin, and begged in a hoarse voice: "Antide, antidote!"

Ying Jin stepped on her hand with her shoe and asked in a warm voice, "Who is your boss?"

"I, I, have no boss." Qi Yan was shaking violently, her face as white as a piece of paper.

"Do you have a person who ordered you to name this person?" he continued to ask.

"No, no..." Qi Yan gasped. She didn't know how long this pain would last. She could no longer hold on.

"Then continue to suffer until you say a name."

A few minutes later, she fainted from the pain.

In the chaos, she returned to the ward. Her parents said cruel words to her, looked at her with indifference, accused her, insulted her, and trampled on her.

Drugs will distort people's past memories and amplify sadness, but Qi Yan only has a fragment of memory. She only remembers this scene from the past.

All the medicinal effects went up and tore her only beauty to pieces.

After waking up from the collapse, she opened her eyes, and then the pain in her body tortured her crazily.

The cycle repeats endlessly.

Whether she was awake or unconscious, it was painful and made her despair.

There is a voice in my ear that keeps saying - "Say a name and I will give you the antidote."

Qi Yan's whole body twitched and she gritted her teeth without making a sound.

Such inhuman and horrific torture lasted the entire night.