The damp smell mixed with the smell of blood began to ferment outside the cell at the end of the corridor. A man and a woman who were pretending to be in love in bed a month ago had already switched roles. Fan Xian looked at this woman's miserable appearance, and frowned slightly. At first, he thought that he would have a wonderful affair with this woman like in the Ming and Qing novels, or take her home like Bai Letian. Who knows that the story has not even started, it has already ended hastily. But there is nothing to regret, since the other party wants to kill me, if I still show extra sympathy at this time, as Teacher Fei Jie said back then, it is actually extremely irresponsible to myself and the people around me .
Facing those two venomous gazes, Fan Xian explained gently and calmly: "I think life is something that you can control yourself, so I give you the poison. You should know that your death will not do me any good. , so you don’t need to look at me like this, I still pity you, but I don’t feel guilty. The heads of my three guards were patted into rotten watermelons by your people, who would feel guilty for their death ?”
He waved his hand: "Maybe you don't believe it. I used to hate this God very much. I thought I was doing good deeds all my life, but in the end I got the most miserable ending. If hatred is useful, I probably hated this God long ago." Millions of holes, so I've since learned that while you still have the ability to master your body, you have to be thankful that you're still alive."
Si Lili remained silent, but gently raised his wounded hands to prevent them from touching the rough thatch.
"Miss Si, think about it. Nothing in this world is as important as your own life." Fan Xian said calmly, "You are from the Qing Kingdom, but you worked hard for the Northern Qi Dynasty. You can give up so much. I think it's not for money, but for the sake of it." Reasons like revenge. I don’t know if the rumors about you in Kyoto are true, but if you want to do something, you have to keep yourself alive, and if you want to live at this time, you have to pay a certain price .”
Si Lili raised her head abruptly. Although the light in her eyes was dim, it was like the underworld fire in the tomb, which would never go out. After a long time, she gritted her teeth and said, "How can you guarantee that I can live?"
Fan Xian regained his energy and squatted down. Said: "You just arrived in the capital today, and I can come to the sky prison to interrogate you. You should be able to guess my position in the Overwatch Council."
Si Lili shook his head weakly: "Do you think I will believe you?"
"This has nothing to do with belief." Fan Xian said softly, "This is gambling in the first place. It's just that you are more passive now. Because you have no choice between life and death."
Si Lili's eyes wandered helplessly, as if his heart was moving. She turned her face and looked at Fan Xian's clean and beautiful face. For some reason, she thought of the entanglement between the two on the flower boat in the middle of the night that night, and an unreasonable hatred surged into her heart. , She rushed forward like a lunatic, and spit into Fan Xian's face.
Fan Xian sideways avoided, very surprised, this woman was about to let go of her guard, why did she suddenly change her face? How did he know that no matter the past life or the present life, no matter what kind of occupation, this woman's mind is always as untouchable and elusive as a needle in the sea or sand walking in the mountains.
Fan Xian felt a little irritable, his brows were as clear as Chuliu's and his brows were tightly frowned, his face kept changing, he didn't know what he was thinking. He thought of the general who committed suicide last night, and thought that the one from Wuzhou might also be dead, so he knew that the other party's attack was ruthless and fast - if he wanted to catch someone who really wanted to deal with him, it seemed that only Si Lili's mouth would be his way. If the confession was made too late, the person who contacted Si Lili would probably die or leave. It seemed that torture would not be enough to break down the nerves of this Northern Qi female spy in a short period of time. Unfortunately, what Fan Xian needed now was time, otherwise, even if it lasted for a few days, what would he be afraid of
Seeing that nothing could come out of her mouth, Fan Xian seemed a little disappointed, and stood up from the fence, as if preparing to leave with Wang Qinian. Suddenly... He took a deep breath, frowned and stood before the cell, looking coldly at the woman through the fence. Wang Qinian gave him a surprised look.
Fan Xian's voice sounded clear and faint: "Tell me who did it, I swear in the name of my ancestors in this world, I will definitely let you go."
He was answered with deathlike silence, but Fan Xian refused to give up. A pair of eyes that were becoming gentler looked at Si Lili's face, and at Si Lili's bloody hands raised flat on his chest.
The humidity in the dungeon smelled moldy, and the fence and time between Fan Xian and Si Lili seemed to be moldy too. I don't know how long it had passed, but Si Lili was still biting his lower lip tightly, She didn't speak, obviously she was also undergoing some kind of extremely painful struggle deep in her heart. The poison bottle that Fan Xian threw to her was a celadon bottle, and it was lying quietly on the dry grass under her hands, and it seemed to emit a very strange smell.
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After a long time, Fan Xian sighed, as if giving up, and said the last word to Si Lili before leaving: "You look like you hold your hands... you look like a cute puppy."
Later, Wang Qinian always felt that Mr. Fan was a little nervous, and he could still make fun of the enemy's spies in that situation. Fan Xian himself did not have this kind of self-awareness. He said it purely subconsciously at the time. Of course, he didn't know what effect his casual sentence would have immediately, and what it would bring to him in the future.
When Si Lili heard him say that he looked like a cute puppy, he was slightly taken aback.
To everyone's surprise, what followed was the female spy's chuckle. After the burst of laughter, her complexion changed for a while. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she felt that her spirit was extremely relaxed at this moment, as if this After a smile, all the burdens were unloaded, and the soul of the whole person began to hide in her body timidly, begging for survival carefully—her body was like being soaked in warm hot water, very comfortable and real I began to miss the good things in life.
So she raised her head slowly, moved her pale lips slightly, and said three words: "Mr. Wu."
Fan Xian heard clearly that it was the word "Mr. Wu". After a moment of surprise, he turned to look at Wang Qinian. Wang Qinian nodded to indicate that he had heard of the name before, he was relieved, and a faint excitement welled up in his heart. He reached into the fence, and under Si Lili's puzzled gaze, he took back the small porcelain bottle containing the poison from the hay, said to her, "Thank you," then turned and left.
Si Lili seemed to understand something.
Holding the fence tightly with bloody hands, he screamed bitterly at the departing figure: "Don't forget, you swore in the name of your ancestors."
After the heavy iron door was closed silently, the Overwatch Council prison returned to calm and gloomy. The prisoners here usually go to the underworld within a few days, so there are not too many prisoners left, so at this time the deepest corridor The faint crying sounds were very clear and very sad.
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After a while, the cell boss came out of the secret room respectfully pushing a wheelchair. Chen Pingping was sitting in a wheelchair with her eyes closed, she suddenly opened her eyes and asked, "What do you think of the commissioner I chose?"
He was naturally asking Fan Xian.
The prison chief thought for a while: "He is cruel and merciless, he only takes half of it."
"Which half?"
"Hands may be hot, but he is still a gentle little man in his bones."
Chen Pingping smiled, and there was a trace of relief on her old face: "It's good, it's good, it's better to be gentle and cruel than to be cruel. At least I got the news from Si Lili by mistake. .”
The cell boss asked calmly, "How should Si Lili deal with it?"
Chen Pingping thought for a while, and said lightly: "It will take a while, if you can develop into our person, then try it, if not, then kill yourself naturally."
"Don't need to explain to that Fan Tisi?"
"I'm going to hand over this yard to him, but since he doesn't have the ability yet, there's no need to know too much."
"Yes." The head of the cell responded, and said again: "One is ready to go."
Chen Pingping coughed twice. At this time, all civil and military officials in the court thought that he was still stranded in the palace, and no one would have thought that he came to the prison alone. After finally recovering from his cough, he motioned to the cell boss to push him out, closed his eyes and thought for a while, and then said: "Since that Mr. Wu has already forced Fang Da to death, he probably left the capital long ago. Too late."
The jailer shrugged his shoulders. He was in charge of the affairs of the Seventh Division back then, and he never looked down on the efficiency of the first division. There was no fun in investigating cases, so he didn't care much about whether he could catch that Mr. Wu. , just looked at the long corridor above his head, and said with a headache: "Master Dean, don't come to eavesdrop next time, it's really difficult to move this wheelchair up."
Chen Pingping smiled. He came here after he came out of the palace today, just to see what the son of the old man looks like now, and whether he has the ability to take over everything he has prepared for him. About the assassination on Niulan Street, like Wu Zhu, he didn't take it very seriously. It was just a trivial matter. If Fan Xian died just like that, naturally he didn't need to worry too much. It is more important to look at the characteristics Fan Xian displayed in handling this incident.
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Fan Xian didn't know this, and hurried out of the dungeon with Wang Qinian. He learned from him that Mr. Wu was a well-known counselor in the capital, but he always hovered between the second prince and the prince. He didn't seem to have any obvious tendencies, but according to It was rumored that behind many things in the officialdom, there was the terrifying figure of this middle-aged man.
Fan Xian raised his brows slightly, and his pretty face was a little heavy. Knowing that the other party was an old fox, he would definitely think of cutting off all the clues. At this time, he might have already gone to some mountain to live in seclusion. The so-called counselors like to do this kind of thing the most. They wait for seven or eight years, and after the matter subsides, they run out in a hurry and continue to throw a lot of bad water.
"How can you be sure what Si Lili said is true?" Wang Qinian asked him for instructions.
Fan Xian calmly replied: "It's very simple. If that Wu Bo'an is still in Beijing, then it's not him. If he's gone, then it's him."
A very simple judgment, perhaps the closest to the truth of the matter, too many things in this world are complicated by the stupid minds of human beings.
Wang Qinian said nervously again: "Then is it really necessary to let Si Lili go? My lord, you don't have such authority at present, but before..." Although people in the Overwatch Council have always disrespected ghosts and gods, they have great respect for the existence of ancestors. .
Fan Xian didn't answer him, only thinking in his heart that his ancestors in this world... didn't seem to have much to do with him. He knew that it was inconvenient for him to come forward at this time, so he asked Wang Qinian to notify one place. Mu Tie knew his identity, so he should believe what Wang Qinian said. When the two parted, Fan Xian's chin tapped to the dark corner of the street very secretly, confirming the name of Wu Bo'an to that person.
After arranging these things, Fan Xian went back to the Fan Mansion, climbed over the wall, and lay quietly on the bed, waiting for tomorrow's news. After Wang Qinian entered the Overwatch Council, he was very surprised to find that his colleagues in the first department were already ready to go. Unsurprisingly, Mu Tie looked at him and smiled.
There was nothing wrong in the capital that night, after Fan Xian returned to the Fan Mansion, he greeted everyone, then entered a secret room that he had asked his father for, carefully took out a well-sealed small leather bag from his arms, and put the small The celadon bottle was poured out of the leather pouch. This bottle is made of green sand, and the air hole is larger than ordinary porcelain, so it is enough to hold some faint fragrance. Fan Xian really spent a lot of effort to make Si Lili relax his vigilance. He took out a clay pot from the corner of the wall, opened the lid, and a gust of mist almost made him dizzy.
After submerging the small celadon vase into the clay pot again, Fan Xian returned to the bedroom, twisted his legs under the thin silk quilt, and fell asleep a little uneasy. Wang Qiqian came to report the next day, and said with some shame that Wu Bo'an had already left the capital. He had expected this a long time ago and was not very disappointed.
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There is a manor about 18 miles away from Kyoto. You can see the snow peaks on Cangshan Mountain from a distance. Even though it is early summer, the manor is still very cool.
Wu Boan, who Fan Xian had worked so hard to ask, was sitting under the grape arbor with a carefree demeanor at the moment, looking at the young man opposite, and said with a hint of reproach, "You shouldn't have come."
The young man opposite was Lin Gong, the second son of the prime minister's family. He looked at Wu Bo'an and said very politely: "Mr. Wu will be forced to leave the capital, so my nephew will naturally come to see him off."