"Your Highness. Please." Marquis Zuose respectfully stepped aside. He bent down slightly.
"Your Majesty, Marquis, you are too polite." Chris Ding replied with a smile, and pushed back a few times with Marquis Zuose. Entered the tent of the Marquis of Zuose.
The Marquis of Djoser was going back to his fiefdom, so he held a small banquet, except for Chris Ding. The Marquis of Djoser also invited powerful figures in the army, among whom Saul and Beeri pretended that they had important matters. Mioric, Stig, Sean and others all came, although they also knew that there was an old grudge between Marquis Zuose and An Fei, but as the saying goes. An angry punch would not hit the Laughing Man, not to mention that Zuosei was a veteran marquis of the empire, so he should still be given some face.
In the tent. The host and guests made concessions again. They all sat down and drank for three rounds. Chris Ding pondered for a moment. He opened his mouth and said, "Marquis of Zuose, why did you suddenly leave the legion? Could it be that something happened at home?" Chris Ding knew that the Marquis of Zuose's fiefdom was close to the Violet City. The reason why I came here is because I was invited. He had two purposes, and finding out the reason why Marquis Zuose left was one of them. He was also worried that the Marquis of Djoser would go back to cause trouble.
"Your Highness, to be honest. I really don't want to leave." Marquis Zuose sighed: "These days, I have witnessed the glory of the empire with my own eyes. For me, this is a great honor, but... I am old, Running around with the army. My body is really too much." (
"What a pity." Chris Dingye sighed.
"Haha, I'm sorry too." Marquis Zuose picked up a light blue flask, filled a glass of wine, and held it in front of Chris Ding with his own hands: "Your Highness, there are some things... you should know even if I don't tell you. , how many more years can I live? After my death, the empire will take back my fiefdom according to the law. Everything is over, to this point. I no longer resent anyone. This is fate. You... alas !" Marquis Zuose's face was full of sorrow and he could no longer speak.
Christian looked deeply at Marquis Zuose. He took the wine glass. Just as he was about to drink it all, a loud shout interrupted his movement.
"Wait a minute!" First two guards flew in. Then An Feilong walked into the tent at a walking pace. He grabbed the wine glass from Chris Ding's hand. Frowning and observing carefully.
"Master An Fei. It seems I didn't invite you, right?!" Marquis Zuose said angrily.
"An Fei." Chris Ding stood up. After receiving the invitation from the Marquis of Zuose. He tried to find An Fei to discuss it. But no one knew where An Fei had gone, so he had to make his own decision.
An Fei ignored Marquis Zuose. He put his index finger into the wine, then took it out and sniffed it under the tip of his nose: "Ye. Find me a little pony!"
"Yes, sir." Ye shouted back outside the tent.
"An Fei... you... what do you mean?!" Marquis Zuose's face turned red with anger.
An Feidi's actions and orders made the atmosphere in the tent extremely strange. Is there something wrong with the wine? No way! Even the Marquis of Djoser is very brave. I don’t dare to harm Chris Ding with poisoned wine in public! Besides, Marquis Zuose hates An Fei. It’s not Chris Ding!
After a while, Ye led a pony into the handsome tent. An Fei grabbed the colt and lowered his jaw. Lift it up hard. Then he poured the whole glass of wine into the colt's mouth, and only a short time passed. The foal hissed sadly. Falling softly to the ground. His limbs began to twitch like crazy. Finally it stopped moving.
"Marquis Zuose. Do you want to say anything else?" An Fei said lightly.
Marquis Zuose and Chris Ding were stunned. One of them didn't expect such a thing to happen, and the other didn't expect that this old guy actually wanted to murder them.
Miocic looked dumbfounded, but immediately adjusted his expression, then slapped his palm on the table and roared: "Zose, you are so brave.
"No...no!" Marquis Zuose jumped up suddenly: "That's not the case!"
"Ye, bring me the witness!" An Fei sneered.
Ye pushed a person into the handsome tent. It was a Zuo Cedi servant. He didn't know it was because the guests had so many backgrounds. Or because of something. He looked extremely panicked and fell to his knees as soon as he came in. He shouted incoherently: "It's none of my business, sir. It's none of my business!"
"Repeat what you heard here." An Fei shouted.
"Yesterday. I saw Master Jacob coming to see the master. The master said. He originally wanted to prepare a potion that would make people physically strong. Unexpectedly, he prepared a very strange poison. The master asked the master if he had any more. Alchemical materials. He needs to re-experiment."
"Go on!"
"Then...then the master's expression became very excited, and he..."
"Nonsense! Nonsense!" Marquis Zuose roared and rushed towards the servant, but was kicked to the ground unceremoniously by Ye's mercenaries. Tied up tightly.
"Speak back!" An Fei said coldly: "Master Jacob."
Hear this sentence. Marquis Zuose's face suddenly turned pale, and his body became limp. Can't stand up anymore.
"Master Jacob, are what this servant said true?" An Fei's tone softened.
"It's true. I prepared a terrible poison yesterday. It is colorless and odorless and cannot be detected at all. People who eat the poison will suffer from seizures thirty days later. At that time, the Marquis of Djoser was very interested in my poison. I There's no use keeping those poisons. Just give them to him."
"Come and take a look. Is there anything wrong with this wine?" An Fei picked up the wine bottle from the Marquis of Zuose.
Jacob took the wine bottle and opened the lid. After observing carefully for a moment, there was a slight look of relief on his face: "I swear on my reputation and life. He did mix the potion into the wine, so he... deserves it!"
"Take him away!" An Fei pointed at Zuo Sai. shouted.
Marquis Zuose suddenly fell into a state of rage, yelling at An Fei by name, like crazy. Several mercenaries slapped, kicked, and even hit him with their sword scabbards. Neither could stop Zuo Se. In the end, I had to tear off Zuo Sai's shirt and stuff it into his mouth. The noise suddenly stopped, (
"Lord Mioric. I have taken away all the evidence, and I want to interrogate Zuose immediately. See if there is anyone behind him." An Fei picked up the jug and wine glass: "You handle matters here as appropriate. Bar."
Mioric was stunned and took a deep look at An Fei. He nodded again.
"Chris Ding, you and Ozguch check around first to see if there is anything else important. Then go to the Inspectorate and we will interrogate him together."
"Okay." Chris Ding's face looked a little ugly. I have lost the smile that always hung on my lips.
After pushing Zuosai into the headquarters of the inspectorate, An Fei followed in, starting from the entrance. Zuo Sai was staring at An Fei with fire-breathing eyes. Without blinking. It was enough to prove how deep the resentment in his heart was.
It's a pity that An Fei has seen too many scenes. Just by sight. No one can influence An Fei. He sat lazily on the chair and motioned to Ye to take out the ball of cloth from Zuo Sai's mouth. He laughed and said, "Idiot! Do you really think there is a poison in the world that will take effect on time after thirty days?"
Zuo Sai wanted to continue to curse. After listening to An Fei's words. He couldn't help but be stunned: "What...what did you say
An Fei answered Zuose with action. He picked up the flagon. He took a sip at the spout: "Yes. The wine tastes good. How long have you stored it?"
"no no…"
"What Jacob gave you was not poison. Of course there is no poison in the wine." An Fei smiled and said, "Do you want to try it?"
The Marquis of Djoser was stunned. In fact, this has nothing to do with scheming. The fields of personal cultivation are different. How can Marquis Zuose know the types of medicines and the possible effects? Jacob introduced the poison solemnly. There was no choice but to believe him.
"I know that you tricked two servants into drinking poison just in case. Only when you found out that they were fine did you dare to use it. Right?"
The Marquis of Djoser suddenly burst into laughter. Smiling extremely proudly.
"Why are you laughing?" An Fei asked curiously.
"Since there is no poison in this wine, An Fei, what can you do to me? I am the Marquis of the Empire! You..." Zuose felt chilled in his heart when he saw An Fei's half-smiling expression and could no longer laugh.
"To call you stupid, you are really stupid." An Fei said lightly, then took out a medicine bottle from the space ring and poured all the medicine inside into the wine. He shook it again: "I can guarantee that this pot of wine can poison twenty strong men. Zuose. What do you think I can do to you?"
Marquis Djoser swallowed hard: "Jacob...Jacob is with you?!"
"Just understand? Zuose. You didn't lie. You are really too old."
"Sir." Eddie walked in from the outside: "Do you want to start now?"
"No, wait Chris Ding, do you remember what I asked you to say?"
"Yes, sir." Eddie nodded.
"Very good." Anfei's eyes fell on Marquis Zuose again: "Zose, let me introduce to you. This is Mr. Eddie, the necromancer. He is best at interrogating prisoners, whether you want to say it or not. , he can make you tell it completely. Of course, you will eventually become an undead creature."
"Sir." Di Ye, who was guarding the door, called softly for a moment. Kristin and Ozguch opened the curtain.
Chris Ding's face tightened. When he entered the door, he didn't bother to say hello to An Fei, and his eyes were locked on Zuo Sai. There was doubt and anger in his eyes: "Zo Sai, why do you want to harm me?!"
"My lord, he will not confess honestly." Eddie's hand pinched the neck of Marquis Zose: "Let me do it. I can guarantee that you will get a complete answer."