Yingbao sat in the corner, looking around the cell.
There were no windows in the cell, and the only light coming in was from the sturdy barred door.
The way out is also on this side of the fence, but you have to break open the cell door and the two fence doors outside in succession.
This is not difficult. You just need to use the divine sickle to cut open the fence, but this will inevitably expose your abilities.
In fact, Yingbao was not afraid of being exposed, but if that happened, the group leader and the musicians and dancers would be implicated, after all, Cao Shen was stabbed to death.
While she was struggling with the dilemma, a group of soldiers suddenly came from outside. They escorted a middle-aged scholar to the front of the women's prison.
Yingbao recognized at a glance that this person was Xiao Mo's confidant Cui Zhaochen.
Cui Zhaochen asked the prison boss who was bowing and nodding, "Where are those people from Wuchunyuan imprisoned?"
"They are all inside. Do you want to interrogate them?"
"Bring those dancers here. The master wants to question them."
"Yes, yes! I'll go right away."
The jailer came to the outside of the women's prison, opened a cell door with a key, and shouted inside: "Come out! Come out!"
Xiao Lian and several young dancers were all frightened, but they still walked out of the cell one by one.
The woman who was hiding in the innermost part also followed them.
Cui Zhaochen looked at the dancers and waved his hand. Several soldiers drove them out with swords and guns in their hands.
Yingbao lowered her head and followed Xiaolian closely.
A group of people left the cell and walked a long distance before arriving at the lobby of the county government office.
Xiao Mo, wearing an outer robe, sat behind the desk in the middle of the lobby, looking at the few people with a gloomy expression.
Then he pointed at Yingbao with his left hand and said, "The one with the double bun, come forward."
Yingbao paused, then slowly walked out of the crowd.
Xiao Mo frowned and looked at her, then asked, "Where did you go last night? Tell the truth! If you dare to lie, I will cut off both of your legs!"
Yingbao cursed in her heart, pretended to be pitiful on the surface, and said in a pinched voice: "I didn't go anywhere? I was with my sisters the whole time."
Xiao Mo stared at her coldly: "You first went to the guest room, and then lived alone in the guest room. How can you say that you have been with your sister?"
Yingbao paused, but quickly said, "People have three urgent needs, is this not allowed?"
Xiao Mo frowned and looked at the girl opposite him. He always felt that her bold tone was very similar to that of someone.
"What's your name?" he asked. "Who are your parents and where are you from?"
This time he didn't let the little girl answer, but pointed at Xiao Lian, "You say!"
Xiao Lian stepped forward tremblingly and bowed to Xiao Mo: "Her name is Huanxi. She was just admitted to Wuchunyuan by the senior class yesterday. The other slaves don't know."
Xiao Mo turned to Ying Bao again: "Tell me, where are you from?"
Yingbao knew it was going to be bad, so she had to bite the bullet and said, "I'm from Simen Town in the suburbs of the city."
"Which village are you from in Simen Town? What are your parents' names? If you tell me anything false, I will cut off one of your fingers." Xiao Mo said coldly.
Cui Zhaochen chimed in, "Little girl, the county government's household registration database is not just for show. Your ancestors for three generations can be found there. I advise you to think it over before you reply."
Yingbao was sweating profusely. She knew she couldn't justify herself, so she could only say, "My family came here to escape famine. We don't belong to any village. The head of the village hasn't registered my family yet."
"You're lying!" Xiao Mo slammed the table, turned to Cui Zhaochen and said, "Wipe her face clean. I want to see who she is."
Yingbao's expression darkened, and then Cui Zhaochen waved his hand, and two soldiers quickly grabbed Yingbao's left and right arms.
Then Cui Zhaochen took out a handkerchief and wiped the oil paint off Yingbao's face.
Xiao Mo looked at the smeared face expressionlessly, feeling extremely angry.
He waved his hand and had the other dancers taken away. He slowly walked over and sneered, "It's you, Jiang Yingbao. Why are you dressed like this? The assassin last night was your accomplice, right? I haven't seen you for a few years, and you've become more and more successful."
Yingbao stopped pretending and shook off the hands of the two guards. She touched her wrist which was pinched and said, "What assassin? I don't know what you are talking about."
"Don't play dumb." Xiao Mo looked at the girl seriously this time and said, "I don't care whether you assassinated him to avenge Cao Shen or not. This matter ends here, but you must follow us in the future."
"Why? You're taking me hostage?" Ying Bao glared at him and said, "I saved your brother's life, and this is how your Xiao family treats your savior?"
Xiao Mo used his left hand to straighten his clothes and said with drooping eyelids: "You are a prisoner now, so you must have the awareness of a prisoner."
"Xiao Mo, you once swore that you would never hurt me or my family in this life. Have you done it?" Ying Bao accused him fearlessly.
Xiao Mo: "I didn't hurt you or your family, but you, together with the assassin, hacked me. How should this be handled?"
Yingbao blinked: "I swear to God that I have never colluded with others to hurt you."
One day this guy will realize that he has no accomplices at all and that he is actually his defeated opponent.
Hearing this, Xiao Mo's expression eased a little and he asked the soldiers on both sides to step back.
He sat back at the desk and said, "Yingbao, don't worry. As long as I, Xiao, am here, I will definitely not harm your family."
Yingbao: "But Cao Shen brought more than a thousand people to massacre my village, and you joined him in the crime, which is equivalent to harming my family."
"Wrong logic." Xiao Mo's face was warm and he didn't look angry at all. "I just arrived yesterday and I don't know what Cao Shen did."
Yingbao looked around and moved a chair to sit down. "Then you kill Cao Shen's personal guards and the two captains, and I will believe that you don't know anything."
Xiao Mo chuckled: "Why should I ask you to believe it?"
Although the little girl has grown up, her habit of taking advantage of others has not changed at all.
Yingbao scratched his forehead: "If you can't convince others, how can you talk about trust?"
Xiao Mo was speechless.
Helplessly, Xiao Mo took Yingbao back to the backyard of the county government office, called two maids to look after her, and went to another room to ask the doctor to take his pulse and prescribe medicine.
He also asked Cui Zhaochen to bring out Hu Daban and others and interrogate them in detail to find out whether there was anyone else following Yingbao before she went to Wuchunyuan.
But the result of the interrogation was that Yingbao was alone and there was no one else around her.
This is a bit strange.
Although Cao Shen's residence was not his own, not everyone could enter it casually. Moreover, the guards were tight that night, with at least a hundred guards surrounding the outer courtyard. How could someone easily enter and escape without alerting anyone
The man in black was small in stature and held a long sword in his hand. With such a conspicuous outfit, no one noticed where he escaped from.
Xiao Mo frowned and thought for a while, and felt that this matter was still related to Yingbao.
Could the assassin be that girl Yingbao
But how is that possible
She almost grew up under her own eyes. Even if she had learned some boxing and kicking skills from the village warrior, how could she have the skills of an assassin
Not to mention anything else, just based on the assassin's arm strength, I believe that few people in Daqian can match her. It is definitely not something a little girl can do.
Maybe Zhou Wuchang sent a peerless master to protect Yingbao in secret.
The girl was able to sneak into the county town perhaps because of the help of the assassin.