After being reborn, she became the richest man without being a queen

Chapter 83 Means
After tearing off the cloth from the dead man's mouth, Shen Qingling squatted in front of him, and said with a smile: "It's hard to think about dying, isn't it? Don't worry, after it falls into my hands, I will definitely teach you to do what you want."

Ordinary interrogation methods are not deterrent to the dead at all, and if the speed is not well grasped, it is easy to complete the dead.

Hearing the nonsensical words of this little lady who was more than Huajiao in front of him, the dead man's eyes were raised, and he spat: "I'll kill your grandfather if I have the guts, why bother?"

The accent sounds pure Li Chao emphasized.

"You have learned the words of Li Chao people thoroughly. A dead man like you should have a family in Li Chao's territory, otherwise it will be easy to be exposed, right?" Shen Qingling raised his hand to caress the dead man's face A silver light flashed across his neck and fingertips.

No one could see how Shen Qingling pierced the neck of the dead man with the silver needle, especially the needle was about as long as a palm.

Judging from the sudden change of expression on the dead man's face, he was obviously hurt badly, but I don't know if he could bear it, or if his mouth was sealed with needles, so that his facial features were deformed, but he didn't say a word .

"Next, I don't need you to talk, so you can shut up with peace of mind." Shen Qingling looked amiable, as if chatting with an old friend, "After all, I have to let you know what it is like to live rather than die." Feel."

The judge at the side was trembling as he watched, and when he wrote, the ink stains dripped and smudged, blurring the entire dossier.

To be honest, all the people who can stand in this hall are old people in the government office, but no one has seen Shen Qingling's method of crippling people's hands and feet while talking and laughing.

click.

Shen Qingling took out a silver ball from her sleeve, opened it, and sprinkled the incense powder inside on the body of the dead man.

"liquor."

She yelled a word without looking back.

Ren Shaochun hurried out to find her some wine.

"Mr. Erlang, I'm afraid it's not good to let this little lady torment the prisoner like this? If the lord comes back, we won't be able to deal with each other." One of the judges bent over to Ren Shaoyan's side and whispered, covering his lips.

In fact, he came here to say this, not because he really wanted to stop the interrogation, but because he wanted Ren Shaoyan to say something accurate, so that when Ren Bingyi came back, he couldn't question them.

"Don't worry." Ren Shaoyan didn't know the little Jiujiu in his heart, and responded happily: "If something happens, I will bear it all, and I will never let the adults trouble you."

On that side, Shen Qingling had already pricked nearly twenty needles on the acupuncture points all over the body of the dead man. The fragrance powder she sprinkled earlier seemed to soak into the skin of the dead man, dyeing his skin dark red.

"This is Datura pollen." Shen Qingling sat sideways beside the dead man, holding a silver dagger in his hand at some point, "After I prepared it, the toxicity has weakened slightly. It won't kill you, but it will paralyze your body and excite your mind."

what are you going to do? !

The dead man suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Of course he knew that what this woman said was true, because he could no longer feel his limbs at this time, and at the same time he was short of breath, and some hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes.

"Don't be afraid, you will die in the end." Seeing how shocked he was, Shen Qingling comforted him, "It's just that before you die, you still need to do something for me."

Apparently, the dead man didn't feel any comfort. He watched in horror as the horrible woman swallowed a mouthful of wine, and then spit it all out.

Obviously lost consciousness.

After the wine fell, the dead man felt as if his body was burning. He wanted to howl and howl, but everything was stuck in his throat, tightly blocked.

The dagger fluttered in the woman's hand, making the sound of breaking wind one after another.

After the sound ended, the silver blade fell on the body of the dead man.

After Ren Shaochun took a few glances, he couldn't hold it back, covered his mouth and rushed out.The judges all had pale and white faces, as if they could spit it out at any time.

Only Ren Shaoyan still sat upright, motionless like a mountain.

After two hours of silent interrogation, only the smell of blood remained in the hall. Amid the filth all over the floor, the dead man had already turned into a pig. Except for the rising and falling of his chest, which could prove that he was alive, he was no different from a dead man.

Shen Qingling knelt beside the dead man on one knee, took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from her bosom with the other clean hand, showed it to the dead man, and said: "You should be glad that you met the present Me, with my former temperament, you are only worthy of feeding the dog with your master."

The use of Khitan's dead time in the Li Dynasty included but was not limited to assassination.

They lured officials, cultivated loyalists, brainwashed common people, and some even operated in the Li Dynasty for several years, forming a school of their own, calling themselves the Changshengtian of the Central Plains.

In her previous life, Shen Qingling had seen countless tragedies caused by them.

Those who can leave a whole body in Shen Qingling's hands like Chen Yi'an, because it has a more important role, otherwise Shen Qingling's life would be ended when she was in prison.

"I'll give you two choices now." Shen Qingling leaned over slightly, staring at the dead man with eyes as deep as the night, "First, I will remove the mandala powder on your body, so that you can experience how to be together I was instantly overwhelmed by the pain of a thousand cuts, and second, I will give you a happy, but only after you confess everything."

Red lips and red face, breath like blue.

If it weren't for the pool of blood under her body and the sharp knife in her hand, this would be a beautiful scene that could be painted.

"Of course, don't forget, when I don't want you to die, you can't die."

Shen Qingling's last words had already disintegrated the remaining will of the dead man.After a while, the dead man's eyes widened, his body twitched and wriggled backwards, trying to escape from Shen Qingling's side.

Seeing this step, Ren Shaochun, who had gone back and forth, covered his eyes with some reluctance.Although he knew that the dead man was heinous, the kindness in his heart still couldn't make him face such a cruel scene.

"Then I'll take it as your compromise." Shen Qingling threw away the dagger with a clang, then took out a jade-colored white porcelain bottle and opened it, pouring the black juice inside on the dead man's face.

The sap like dirty ink was flowing on the dead man's face, seeping into his mouth, nose, eyes and lips.

"Kick-"

There was a rapid coughing sound, and the dead man was able to speak.

"I'm going to ask you a few questions now. If you answer truthfully, I'll guarantee you a happy death." Shen Qingling got up with her handkerchief in her hands, looked at the dead man while cleaning her hands, and said, "Where is Brother Yeluyu? You killed me?" What is Ren Jiashiro's picture? How many of your dead soldiers are there in Yangzhou now? How many secret contact points belonging to Khitan in the entire Li Dynasty?"

The dead man who had just recovered his voice spat out a few balls of blood foam before he replied angrily: "It sounds like you are familiar with us, so you should be clear that a dead man like me cannot know the master's plan." .”

(End of this chapter)