The death row prisoner Bai Shuidan was unmoved and didn't even care what happened to him. He was like a person who had lost hope and was waiting to die in numbness.

Nothing unexpected happened to Yu Ziqing. If the brainwashing failed, those people would not let the death row prisoner Bai Shuidan die in his stead.

Between life and death, there is great terror.

Without absolute will, no matter how much psychological construction is done, one will instinctively start to tremble and fear before death.

A person who is waiting for death to come, but still can't leak any flaws, and cooperates with the process of deceiving the identity verification process.

In Yu Ziqing's opinion, it is far more powerful than that painted white water egg.

People in the Bai Shui Dan organization only look at abilities, strength, and background, and ignore this terrifying will, which is actually the most terrifying thing.

This ability may not be entirely the result of brainwashing fanaticism.

Because last time, when this guy was waiting to be beheaded and his body and soul were destroyed, and now, he was very calm.

People who have been brainwashed will definitely have a kind of fanaticism, stubbornness, and paranoia. They will take the initiative to improve the logic of the brainwashing and cannot change it. The slightest deviation will cause violent reactions.

But the person in front of me has almost none of these.

The last time he was inspired by the Spell of Silence and watched the painting-skinned white-water egg being caught, something that would definitely cause a violent reaction, he had always been relatively calm.

From the beginning, Yu Ziqing only wanted this white-water egg from a death row prisoner.

In addition, the higher-status Hua Pi Bai Shui Dan is actually more likely to be silenced.

Because he knows too much.

The information Lao Song knew and Da Gan's subsequent actions will prove that someone leaked the information.

This pot must not be carried by the death row prisoner Bai Shui Dan, because there is absolutely no way the death row prisoner Bai Shui Dan could know so much.

It can’t be the new No. 10 carry, let alone the No. 7 Hungry Ghost carry.

The only suspect is the painted-skinned egg.

Yu Ziqing took out some food and didn't tie up the condemned prisoner's white water egg.

"Let's eat something first. I happen to be hungry too."

Yu Ziqing ate happily, but the white-watered eggs from the death row prisoners still wanted to hold on for a while.

But he almost pulled out his large intestine before, and he was almost in a state of dehydration. He was hungry, thirsty and exhausted. Smelling the aroma mixed with spiritual energy, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He also picked up a bowl of vegetables, gnawed half of the steamed buns on the bowl, and kept pulling the vegetables in the bowl, devouring them hungrily.

In fact, Yu Ziqing looked like a starved man while eating. The food tasted so delicious that his body could not withstand the temptation.

After eating, Yu Ziqing took out a recliner, made a pot of tea, and drank the tea to eat.

"Don't be nervous, relax.

There is a saying that illness comes like a mountain falling, and illness goes away like a thread spinning.

You were too deeply poisoned before, and if we don't remove the poison as soon as possible, your body will completely collapse.

You'd better not take any magical medicine, and eat something to take care of yourself recently."

Death row prisoner Bai Shuidan drank tea and relaxed. He was not even afraid of death, so there was nothing else to be afraid of.

"You don't have to worry about me in vain. I don't know much and it's not of much value."

"You think I'm from Jinyiwei? You don't even know me. It seems you don't know much. Haven't you noticed that there's something missing from your body?"

After being reminded by Yu Ziqing, the death row prisoner Bai Shuidan suddenly realized that the shadow magic eyeball in his head was gone after a moment of sensing.

Unlike New No. 10, after he noticed it, he still didn't react much and remained calm.

"I really don't know much. I'm just a loser who failed the exam."

"It's okay, I probably know more than you. I didn't rescue you just to ask you anything.

Are you interested in following me?

Even though my people have no self-awareness and no abilities, and they still have to get food for them if they are fine, I have never thought of killing them.

I'm different from those people.

Moreover, I have a grudge against them.

Also, I am still studying how to help you find your face and identity.

Although I already have a very expensive way to get it back.

I also want to find a way to do it at a low cost."

The prisoner on death row remained silent and unmoved.

Yu Ziqing continued.

"I know where you guys came from.

Your relatives and friends spent a lot of money to save your life.

You went to die as a substitute this time to save another particularly valuable death row prisoner. I believe you also know that.

After you die, they will still treat you as if you are still alive and use other white water eggs to visit your relatives and friends.

They will continue to take advantage of your friends and family.

Let me put it bluntly, the forces behind you should not be strong, otherwise, they would not let you die as a substitute.

Do you know the Jiang family? The Crown Princess’s natal family is finished this time.

The person you want to die for is a member of the Jiang family.

I don't think your ability is poor, nor do I think your strength is poor. I think you just need time.

But those people will obviously not give you time to grow up slowly and peacefully.

Or do you really remember nothing and don’t care about anything anymore.

Don’t you even care about those relatives and friends who took the risk of ransacking your home to give you a chance to survive?

Or are you going back and waiting to be silenced?"

Yu Ziqing drank tea and spoke very casually, as if he was just hitting a stick with or without dates, and it didn't matter whether he succeeded or not.

The death row prisoner remained silent and drank tea to replenish his fluids. After waiting for a long time, he suddenly spoke.

"I don't remember who I was, and I have forgotten most of my experiences. I only remember what I learned.

But there is a memory of this place that I have not forgotten.

I can't go out alone to do tasks, but when I don't have enough people, I have gone out to study with others.

I found the place, and I found out who I might be."

Yu Ziqing was slightly shocked, what a guy.

No wonder I always felt that this guy seemed to be so calm that he was inhuman, and his will was as strong as a rock.

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain.

His thoughts were racing, and a lot of information quickly passed through his mind.

"You were taken out, and you can still appear in the place where you once lived?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Ziqing thought of the former No. 10 and Qiguang companies.

The one that connects with Qiguang Company is No.10.

Letting people use another identity to meet their family members from time to time is a simple and effective method of control.

It’s considered an after-sales service provided by the White Water Egg Organization, so it’s easier to do things by the way.

When others went to discuss matters with Qiguang Company, how could the big boss's son go in person and extend his hand to his father? It was smooth and easy.

Naturally, this method cannot be used in only one place. It is like a routine that works well in Lao Song Dynasty, but it cannot be used only once.

"They want you to contact your former family members and use you as a medium to control them, right?"

The death row prisoner looked into the distance, minding his own business.

"I found the only place I remember near that one.

As for the family I wanted to contact, I also found out that their only son, who killed the Bian family, was executed.

Also, a book on the true meaning of refining gods passed down from their family was also lost later.

I saw this classic in the organization's library. Unfortunately, I have also practiced Buddhism.

The dead little girl in their family was lucky enough to be appreciated by a senior of the Queyan Sect and accepted her as a disciple.

It has not declined, but is better than before.

I think that the legitimate son who died back then might still have a valuable death.

At least, it didn’t get worse, and it wasn’t destroyed by Bian’s revenge.”

"You've never told anyone these things, have you?"

"No." The death row prisoner shook his head and continued to talk to himself.
To be continued...