Medieval world.
March 12, 0001.
Wu Qingchen entered the second day of the 10th round of the Medieval World.
Akeley Village - Fort Baron Ackford, mountain road.
The half slope of the highland, the best tactical key point within a radius of five kilometers.
After spending two hours and drinking water three times, Wu Qingchen finally managed to understand what happened:
Two hours ago, when a Wu Qingchen vehicle (with law enforcement authority) was driving normally, it encountered an unlicensed and scrapped vehicle that parked illegally. In order to avoid an impending collision, the driver of the other side made an emergency start, narrowly avoiding a major accident, but Due to improper operation, there was still a small scratch on both sides. In fear, the other driver ignored the passengers who were left behind and hurriedly hit and run.
It had been two hours since the incident happened. The driver, the thief leader, and his subordinates probably had disappeared without a trace. Wu Qingchen could not expect any compensation for the time lost and the high-calorie food lost.
The situation is roughly like this.
After figuring out the cause of the accident, the problem also followed:
Now that I have caught the three mental damage fees in my hand—cough, three prisoners, what should I do
When thinking about this question, Wu Qingchen's eyes naturally fell on the three prisoners kneeling ten meters away.
It was midsummer and the weather was hot. Wu Qingchen chose a location with a wide view, and naturally there was no shade from trees. If it wasn't for the high terrain, the mountain wind blows from time to time, and Wu Qingchen specially asked York to come down the mountain and bring it from the river. If cold water had been used to cool them down, the three captives might have fainted from heatstroke.
Even so, after being caught, the mental tension, despair and fear, plus kneeling for a long time, and the advanced technology from the 21st century of the earth continued to intimidate and interrogate. After two hours, the three captives had already staggered to and fro. Shaking, covered in sweat, with a miserable appearance of being devastated.
After the last round of questioning and confession, the knight lord pondered for a long time, and once again cast a noble look at the captives.
Even with the wisdom of a thief, it is not difficult to guess that the moment of fate is coming soon.
Following the movement of Wu Qingchen's gaze, Bant, who was kneeling on the far left, gradually showed despair on his face, his lips trembled violently for a while, and then slowly closed his eyes; Cobb, who was kneeling in the middle, He turned his head and looked at his son, with infinite guilt and pity in his eyes; Lautoka, who was kneeling on the right, didn't notice his father's gaze at all. He was shaking like chaff all over his body. Toka suddenly stood up and rushed towards...
boom!
Standing by the side, Police Constable Abbeville kept a close eye on the movements of the prisoners. As soon as Lautoka stood up, he was hit heavily in the abdomen.
This is the US military's professional stick technique from the 21st century, which is far ahead of the world in prisoner torture technology. It can greatly increase the pain without causing permanent damage to the body.
During the previous two hours of interrogation, the three captives had enjoyed this stick method several times.
After receiving this blow, Lautoka immediately collapsed, foaming at the mouth, curled up into a ball, and every active muscle in his body was twitching.
Following this, Bant, who was kneeling on the left, opened his eyes, and Cobb, who was kneeling in the middle, turned his head, and Lautoka, who was lying on the ground struggling, raised his head desperately, three captives, six At the same time, all eyes were fixed on Wu Qingchen's body.
your sister! What kind of eyes are you looking at
I didn't do anything, okay? It's him who wants to jump up, okay
Having stayed in the medieval world for so long, Wu Qingchen certainly knew that as the lowest level of the feudal society, which was worse than serfs, almost every thief had a bloody enmity with the ruling class.
However, whether it was the earth or the medieval world, it was the first time that Wu Qingchen was really gouged by such substantive eyes of hatred, and Wu Qingchen was still extremely uncomfortable.
"Stop beating... tie it up."
Wu Qingchen waved his hands weakly, Antoine and Abbeville were the leaders, police officers, cowherd helpers assisted, two serfs helped, and the three thieves were quickly tied tightly by the ropes carried by the team.
Watching several people finish these, Wu Qingchen took a few steps forward and held the reins of the long ears.
The three thieves struggled violently immediately, and their eyes showed a mixture of despair, resentment, fear, and pleading.
Um
Wu Qingchen had some doubts, and immediately thought of the classic torture of "dragging to death" that he had heard about after entering the medieval world.
WCNMLGB!
Is my face so cruel
"Okay..." Wu Qingchen was funny and annoyed, pointing to the downhill direction and said, "It's too hot here, let's go down first." Looking at the fermented appearance of the three thieves, Wu Qingchen added: "You go ahead , take a few of them, go a little farther... a little farther... a little further!"
After about ten minutes, the team walked down the hillside and came to the side of the stream.
After walking for a few more minutes, Wu Qingchen yelled twice on the edge of a relatively flat stream, and the team stopped.
Stopping here, Wu Qingchen is of course planning to give these three extremely dirty captives a good clean up of countless layers of attachments on their skin.
Wu Qingchen did not explain his purpose to the captives. One of the reasons is that it is still very difficult to communicate with these three guys due to language problems; Wu Qingchen estimated that even if he said it, it would not have any effect.
Unexpectedly, the attendants grabbed the youngest Lautoka, dragged him to the stream, untied the rope, pushed him into the water, and kicked him until the stream reached his chest. Looking at this scene, Lautoka's Although the father and uncle sighed deeply and closed their eyes in pain, they didn't show much excitement. —About their point of view, being able to drown quickly without too much torture is already rare luck.
After spending more than an hour, using more than a dozen branches and countless large leaves, and dyeing nearly a hundred meters downstream with a layer of light gray, the smell on the three prisoners finally faded to the point where Wu Qingchen could barely Holding his nose, he walked to around two meters.
"Master Ross."
When Wu Qingchen was inspecting the cleaning effect, before forcing the three prisoners to take a bath, the messenger and Abwehr who were sent by Wu Qingchen to check the encounter with the thieves came back.
"How about it?"
"It's the same as what you said..." Pamela said with admiration on her face: "The small trees, branches, and turf fell in the same direction... that..."
"Piece of cloth!" Wu Qingchen reminded.
"Yes, yes, yes!" Pamela nodded again and again: "Following the direction where the turf fell, I found a lot of pieces of cloth and thin vines through the thorns along the way."
"Is there a shed?"
"did not see it."
"Is there a hanging basket in the middle of the sky... the tall ones, and the branches are connected with vines."
"Didn't see what you said."
"Is there any cleared space?"
"No."
"Is there a long strip of trees that have been cut down like Tianlong?"
"No."
In this way, according to the main points of the training group's guidance at that time, Wu Qingchen carefully questioned the "scouts" under him.
Ten minutes later.
"Hmm... Branches, turf, pieces of cloth, you can be sure that you have escaped... No shed, no long-term rest point, no firebreak, the possibility of ambush can basically be ruled out... No traps, no big rocks, and no..."
After carefully confirming the information obtained and the lessons in memory several times, Wu Qingchen finally nodded slightly, and muttered to himself: "It seems that what these guys explained... should be the whole truth, and there should be no other problems. it's..."
"Master..." When Wu Qingchen was pondering for a long time, Pamela looked at the sky again and again, and finally couldn't help but said cautiously: "Is it safe in the future?"
"En." Wu Qingchen nodded subconsciously: "It should be fine."
"Then let's go!" Pamela let out a long breath.
"Huh?" Wu Qingchen turned his head: "What's wrong?"
"Camping point!" Pamela said, "You're talking about a camping point."
"What happened to the camp?"
Pamela travels back and forth between Akeley Village and Fort Ackford several times a year, and of course has her own camp.
However, the lone overnight stay of the messenger obviously does not fully meet the requirements of Wu Qingchen's party of nine people and four livestock. .
Therefore, before leaving the village of Aikeli, Wu Qingchen, the messenger, and two police officers who participated in the late autumn tax transport team several times, carefully discussed the route, agreed on the itinerary, and preset several alternative overnight camps.
"That..." Pamela pointed to the sky: "If it is later, I will definitely not be able to go to any of the camping points you mentioned... Now the sun is halfway past..."
The sun is more than half past
Wu Qingchen also raised his head. Because of the robbers, he ran away, interrogated, purified, and investigated again. After much tossing, nearly four hours have passed.
At this time, it should be past three o'clock in the afternoon.
"Camp here..." Wu Qingchen shook his head, "Don't worry about them."
"Huh?" Pamela was slightly taken aback.
"I'm not leaving today." Wu Qingchen confirmed, "Just spend the night near here... Well, there's a small valley in front, it's pretty good over there."
"Huh?" Pamela was taken aback again.
Whether it's on the road or camping, Uncle Wu Qingchen has the final say on everything on the road.
As for the reminder about the "camping point" just now, Pamela has already fulfilled her obligation to lead the way. As for why she camped so early, Uncle Wu Qingchen theoretically has no obligation to continue explaining at all.
However, there are still many things that need Pamela's cooperation in the next thing.
"Pamela..." Wu Qingchen said, "When you went to check the place where the thief was found just now, do you still remember the footprints there?"
"Remember." This is something that has already been said, and Pamela said it fluently: "The footprints are very chaotic, most of them are facing the direction of the mountain, but not too far away, many footprints got separated. "
"Know what that means?"
"I know." Having participated in the interrogation of the captives throughout the entire process, coupled with the association when Wu Qingchen pointed out the "investigation" just now, Pamela understood the meaning: "It means that what the three thieves said is correct, and the other thieves escaped." A lot of people must have been left behind."
"That's right, that's it."
Wu Qingchen nodded, and said in a deep voice, "I plan to get all these fallen thieves out."
"Well..." This time, Pamela wasn't too surprised.
As a messenger, as a middle-aged and elderly person who has more than 30 years of life experience, Pamela has a lot of experience. He is quite clear that most of the time, serfs make mistakes and cannot survive. It is possible to become a thief, but sometimes, some lucky thieves may not be unable to become serfs again.
Seeing how Wu Qingchen dealt with the three captives just now, Pamela vaguely guessed what Wu Qingchen was thinking.
"Get out the fallen thieves..." Pamela also began to ponder: "It's not easy."
"I know." Speaking of this, Pamela noticed that Master Ross's face seemed a little embarrassed: "So, I'm just thinking about it now... um, just thinking about it... You watch these guys, I'll go By the stream, think about it..."
"Yes, sir."
Pamela walked over to the three captives who were drying their bodies.
Then, the messenger saw, along the gentle slope, Master Rose walked to the stream and sat down slowly beside a sandy place.
After sitting down, Master Ross picked up a stone, while thinking, while painting in the sand casually.
Hmm... Master Ross likes to draw square things
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