Chapter 33

To the north of Baihu County, and further north, there is a long road that leads to the grassland.

There is a steamed stuffed bun shop beside the road, which also sells some braised pork and shochu.

The boss’s surname was Zhao, and everyone called him Zhao Laoliu. Over time, this became his name, and no one knew his previous name.

Because the smell was good and the location was convenient, the merchants who came and went were willing to stay here at first. However, Zhao Laoliu had a bad temper and was not particularly clean. After repeated visits, everyone would rather travel a little longer to avoid this place as much as possible.

But Zhao Laoliu didn't care too much. As usual, he slaughtered a sheep every day, steamed a pot of steamed buns, and then sat at the door and smoked a bag of dry cigarettes.

It was the same today. He was sitting at the door. The sun was setting little by little, and the earth was blood red. Although autumn had not yet begun, the vegetation was still lush, but there was already a bit of desolation in late autumn.

Zhao Laoliu blew out a puff of smoke, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth.

At this time, a fast horse came from the south, and the rider on the horse was riding fast. This posture was a rhythm that would tire the horse to death.

When approaching the bun shop, the knight on the horse suddenly pulled the reins, and the galloping horse stopped abruptly.

This kind of riding skill is probably something even the cavalry in the army would be proud of. The man riding the horse was a stout man with a round head like a wine jar. He climbed off the horse and walked to Zhao Laoliu. In front of him, he said: "Is there anyone there?"

Zhao Laoliu knocked his pipe on the soles of his shoes, stood up, and walked into the store.

There were two customers eating in the store, and their mouths were full of oil. When they heard someone coming in, a short and fat customer turned his head, gave a thumbs up and said, "These buns are authentic."

Zhao Laoliu didn't know when a steel knife for picking sheep appeared in his hand, and with a pop, it stabbed into the opponent's heart.

Before the guest had time to react, his neck was wiped with a knife.

The two of them didn't even have time to shout.

Zhao Laoliu turned around and said, "There is no one left now?"

The man drank wine for a while, which calmed his heartbeat, and said: "The snakehead has been arrested."

"Fake."

Zhao Laoliu wiped the bloody knife on his apron, pointed the tip of the knife at the man in front of him, and said: "He will not be arrested, and even if he is arrested, he will not be captured alive."

The man felt an overwhelming chill.

At this time, a woman with a bad face came from the backyard, picked up the two guests on the ground, and said with a grin: "Just in time, one is selling pork, and the other is selling yellow beef."

She turned around and said to the man: "Are you hungry? Do you want some steamed buns?"

The man codenamed Gopher hurriedly waved his hand and said with a sore throat: "I just drink water."

At this moment, the knife was still standing in front of him. "Gopher" licked his lips and said: "It's absolutely true, the snakehead was really captured, and he was captured alive."

Zhao Laoliu frowned, still doubtful.

"The last time I saw the snakehead, the snakehead asked me to pass on a message." The gopher raised his head: "There is a traitor in the palace, and he is a high-level person."

"Um……"

Zhao Laoliu frowned even more. The woman just left and returned, saying: "Since the boss has been arrested, let's move."

"Need not."

Zhao Laoliu said: "Even if he is captured alive, he will not betray Qingfeng Palace. No one can pry his mouth open, because he, like me, is a believer in the true God."

…

When Li Xing walked into the room, Shan Changhe and others pricked up their ears.

"Big stall, shall we start recording?"

"It's just for recording. Do you think he can ask for useful information?" someone laughed.

"Perhaps it is because of his confused speech, hesitation, and incomprehensible records."

"It is still necessary to record it."

Everyone laughed, and even the corners of Shan Changhe's mouth curved.

Li Xing walked into the room, and the "Snakehead" raised his head with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Just as he was about to speak, Li Xing interrupted him first.

"I am the magistrate of this county. I will try you next. Do you understand me clearly?"

Li Xing has already thought clearly. He must take the initiative to ask questions and not give the other party a chance to ask questions. Otherwise, the situation will be very dangerous.

"I, I... heard it clearly."

When the words came out, the "snakehead" was a little confused. He couldn't let others lead him to the topic. This was the first lesson for a secret agent. But when Li Xing spoke just now, he subconsciously wanted to answer.

It's probably because I'm too tired. Anyway, it's just an unimportant question.

Li Xing nodded and said, "Let's talk about the tattoo on your back. As a secret agent, with such dark and obvious features, aren't you afraid of being exposed?"

Shan Changhe listened outside and suddenly felt a sense of awe. Li Xing's question was very clever. Even if he were to interrogate it himself, he might not be more clever than him.

Everyone has the desire to talk, and spies are no exception. Start with insignificant questions first, and slowly remove the other party's psychological defense. When the other party answers many insignificant questions, important clues may be hidden in them.

"Afraid."

The "Snakehead" subconsciously told the truth again.

"Why are you still keeping it? Is there any special reason?"

"yes."

"Is it because of your tribe?"

"no."

"That's because of people, is it because of women?"

"yes."

The "snake head" has noticed that Li Xing seems to have a mysterious power that allows him to relax and take the initiative to reveal the secrets in his heart.

I wanted to resist, but Li Xing felt so sincere to others, as if deceiving him was something unforgivable.

Li Xing also gradually mastered the tricks of using the big truth ring. The answers to the questions should be as concise and precise as possible, either/or, without too much room for ambiguity.

"This woman must be very important to you. Is she your wife?"

Li Xing asked.

"No, he is my sister-in-law."

When these words came out, the snakehead immediately opened his eyes. This was the deepest secret in his heart. He had never told anyone about it. How could it happen today...

In the next room, Shan Changhe's eyes were already shining. I didn't expect that you, a snake-head with a sinister eyebrow and a rat's eye, would have such gossip.

I have to listen carefully. When the time comes, I will put it in the underground intelligence community and let the Ninth Secret Service die directly.

Li Xing did not miss this opportunity and asked: "Have you ever slept with your sister-in-law?"

Wow!

If there weren't so many people now, Shan Changhe would have wanted to rush in and kowtow to Li Xing.

This County Magistrate Li is really good at it.

Now, the villain in Shan Changhe's heart is already applauding crazily.

The snakehead gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to fight against something, but in the end, he squeezed out one word from between his teeth:

"yes."

After saying that, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Li Xing with his eyes, which were already covered with bloodshot eyes.

"what did you do to me?"

If he were an ordinary criminal, he would not arouse the other party's suspicion at all, but Li Xing's goal today was professional.

Now the pressure is on Li Xing.

Li Xing gritted his teeth, feeling an urge in his heart that was more unbearable than the addiction to cigarettes. He wanted to open his mouth and tell the other person everything.

Shan Changhe outside wanted to put his ear to the wall: "What's wrong, why don't you say anything."

Wearing a truth-telling ring, the other person must answer the questions you ask, and the answer must be true.

Likewise, the wearer must also answer other people's questions.

Of course, there are exceptions to everything. If you have strong self-control, you can resist the effect of the ring of truth and choose not to answer.
Chapter completed!