"Big fat sheep, big fat sheep!"
Hu Xinzhu approached the unfortunate unconscious assassin with a smile on her face. wwW!QUAbEn-XIAoShUo!coMHe took a closer look at the other person's face. Well, he looked pretty good. He had a well-proportioned white face. Although it was a bit popular, he was still handsome. He is tall and slender, and his slender figure is a bit thin. It is obvious that this figure represents a high-agility fighting style.
With his fingers squirming like a spiritual snake, Hu Xinzhu perfectly demonstrated the body-searching skills he had developed in the Blood Qin Empire. From hair to breasts, from armpits to toes, and even the hidden places under every tooth and tongue, he carefully explored every corner. As the secret agent leader of the Blood Qin Empire, Hu Xinzhu has unique experience in this aspect.
A small blade, a small saw blade, a very thin wire that can easily cut off a human head, a short dagger, a few small hand-shooting arrows, and a pack of long needles tempered with highly toxic poisons. The most exciting thing, there is also a set of The master key that opens the door. Hu Xinzhu carefully appraised this set of master keys, and then whistled involuntarily.
This guy must be a part-time thief, and he is a very strong thief. Because this set of master keys is made of special alloy, it is very light but extremely hard and wear-resistant. Moreover, this set of thirty-six master keys is obviously designed by goblins and produced by dwarf craftsmen. It is impossible for ordinary thieves to obtain such professional tools.
In addition, there are some small projectiles that can emit thick smoke, potions that can release anesthetic gas, etc., and there is even a packet of spicy powder that can get rid of the hounds' tracking. All this means that this guy is a thief with many years of experience, and today's assassination may be just his occasional part-time job.
What surprised Hu Xinzhu even more was that he found a very good dagger from the assassin's belt.
The two-foot-long dagger was as thin as a piece of paper. The blade was only as wide as a little finger and was completely black. It would not reflect any light in the dark night. The hilt and the sword body are almost integrated into one body. The dagger is made of dozens of rare metals and is so light that you can hardly feel its weight.
Thirteen layers of magic patterns are engraved near the sword's edge. The hilt of the sword is engraved with a complex magic array pattern, with seven golden magic gems inlaid inside. These magic gems are filled with powerful metallic magic elements. Combined with the magic array diagram and the magic lines on the blade, this short sword has an unexpected sharpness.
Hu Xinzhu took out a piece of hundred-refined iron and used the dagger to gently cut across the inch-thick iron ingot. Without making any sound, the iron ingot was split into two pieces. The broken surface of the iron ingot was as smooth as a mirror, but there wasn't even a scratch on the sword's edge.
With a sigh of surprise, Hu Xinzhu unceremoniously stuffed the dagger into her space ring. Then he looked up. A series of strange whistles sounded like a night owl.
This string of whistles was just stipulated by Lin Qi, and represented the contact signals of the identities of many people around him. Everyone's whistles have different frequencies and pitches, and to outsiders they sound like just a series of meaningless bird calls. But to my own ears, I can clearly know who the people here are and what their identity is. Whether his status is high or low in Lin Qi's organization.
The sound of dense footsteps came, and Wood strode here with dozens of fully armed dragoons. Hu Xinzhu patted the assassin who was stunned by him, and said in a deep voice: "He is here, I leave it to you. Well, this kid has a magic dagger with a market value of at least 300,000 gold coins, so he can't be Ordinary assassins, dig out his background, if necessary. I can have cramps, skin peeling, bone knocking, and marrow sucking to help you."
Wood smiled honestly, picked up the assassin, and said in a deep voice: "If you need to take action in order to ask for a confession, we will have no shame in following the leader. Hehe, this pretty boy is not like that A guy who can survive torture!"
Hu Xinzhu put all the other bits and pieces of the assassin back on him. He tore open the assassin's clothes, touched his delicate and white belly, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, this guy is pampered and seems to be from a noble family. There is no way he can survive the torture. I suggest using a hot iron to kill him After a few rounds of burning his lower body, he probably won’t be able to hold back his confession!”
There were more footsteps in the distance. Hu Xinzhu nodded to Wood, and then quickly escaped into a small alley on one side.
The people brought by Wood were all subordinates brought by Lin Qi from the Black Abyss Prison. The souls of these people were in Lin Qi's hands, so there was no doubt about their loyalty. Hu Xinzhu showed up in front of them, and it was not the original one he used. Face, it’s not a big deal at all.
But those people coming behind were all members of the newly formed Second Dragoon Corps, and Hu Xinzhu was not willing to appear in front of them.
Seeing Hu Xinzhu disappear into the alley, Wood took out a police siren, put it in his mouth, and then blew it hard. Accompanied by the sharp sound of sirens, large groups of dragoons and bronze hats rushed over. They saluted Wood respectfully, and then looked fiercely at the limp assassin held by Wood in his hands.
"The suspect has been captured." Wood threw the assassin to an old brother next to him, and then shouted in a deep voice: "The gray tights he left along the way, as well as the heavy crossbow, were all carefully collected as evidence of crime. Now gather them all , people from two squadrons will follow me to see His Excellency the General."
The dragoons responded, some of them stayed, and the others quickly dispersed along the streets and alleys.
These people were all the subordinates that Wood had just summoned by blowing the siren. They were all soldiers of the newly formed Second Dragoon Regiment. Because of the acquiescence of Holy Light I, and because Bea, the chief officer of the Security Department, was recovering from an injury recently, under Enzo's order, the soldiers of the Second Dragoon Corps had begun to enter Berelli and patrol in some sensitive places.
Therefore, as soon as the assassination occurred, Wood could immediately summon a whole brigade of thousands of dragoons to rush to the scene.
With two hundred fully armed dragoons, and some bronze hats who came after hearing the news and wanted to take some of the credit, Wood and his party rushed towards Golden Leaf Street in a mighty manner. Enzo was waiting there. If he could solve the case beautifully in front of the businessmen and citizens who had witnessed the assassination at the first time, it would be great for Enzo to enhance his reputation. beneficial.
After all, Enzo is only well-known among the high-level officials of the Gallic Empire, but in the hearts of ordinary people, who knows who Enzo is
Improving the reputation of the lower class civilians will be of great benefit to Enzo and the Second Dragoon Legion.
Just as Wood and others were about to enter the business district, a dragon roar sounded from the side. A man with a body length of nearly ten meters and a height of three meters away had a ferocious face and was covered with thick armor. The dragon bolted out of the box on the side. This ground dragon was blowing out a faint smoke and headed straight towards Wood as if it was going crazy.
Wood held the handle of the saber with one hand and shouted in a deep voice: "The enemy is attacking, prepare the heavy crossbow!"
The two squadrons of dragoons behind Wood were obviously in disarray. After all, they were newly recruited warriors. They may have had considerable personal strength before joining the dragoons, but they were not yet familiar with serious battle formations. What a concept.
But Wood also had a few old brothers with him, as well as dozens of heretics brought out by Lin Qi from the Black Abyss Prison. These people are all veterans who have been on the battlefield. After hearing Wood's order, thirty crossbows were raised in unison, locking on the running earth dragon.
A soft hum came from all over, and the one-horned plate-armored dragon suddenly stopped.
Sitting on the back of the dragon is the Minister of Public Security of Borelli, the top boss of the security department, the top boss of 20,000 bronze hats and 30,000 dragoons, and the most beloved marshal of the empire, Marshal Behan. Grandson, Major General Beyah, who was awarded the title of Earl of the Empire.
Wearing a set of bloody uniforms, a set of golden full-body armor, and a long sword that is as red as fire and constantly emitting billowing heat waves. At the back of the armor is a long scarlet red cloak. Bea, who was stabbed and seriously injured and bedridden these days, has obviously recovered from his injuries. He once again appeared on the streets of Borelli like a peacock in spring.
The dragoons behind Wood didn't know who Bea was. After all, when Enzo formed a new dragoon regiment, Bea was already seriously injured and bedridden. But those bronze hats who mixed in the team and wanted to share the credit knew this immediate boss. They saluted Beia one after another and shouted respectfully: "Honorable Count Beia, when I see you, you are really ours." pleasure!"
Bea waved her hands gently and smiled with satisfaction. Seeing that he still had a strong influence in the hearts of these copper hats, Bea felt very good. He smiled and nodded to the copper hats, and then pointed to Wood condescendingly: "That suspect is a suspect in a serious case that I am watching, so I order you to transfer him to me."
Coughing slightly, Bea said slowly: "You are able to capture the suspect I have been chasing for more than a year. This is a great credit. I will ask the Ministry of Interior to reward you. Now, hand the person over to me. , you can go!"
Wood's expression suddenly changed. What does this mean
This assassin had just killed someone in public on Jinye Street. What's even more terrible is that when he killed someone, Enzo was nearby. If Hu Xinzhu hadn't caught the assassin, and if Enzo had allowed the assassin to escape, then Enzo would definitely be responsible. Take a big black pot.
Now that they have caught the suspect, Beya wants to intervene and take the suspect away for nothing
Wood shook his head firmly: "General Bea, this suspect just murdered a good, law-abiding businessman on Golden Leaf Street. Therefore, I can't hand him over to you. If you need his confession, wait until we finish the process. After this case..."
Bea's face darkened, and he suddenly swung his riding crop, hitting Wood hard on the face.