The place she was locked in was said to be a prison cell, but it was actually no different from a two-bedroom apartment. It had all the facilities available, the standard of a resort hotel.
Apart from being restricted in her freedom, there is no way to tell that she is being held captive.
The shackles on her hands and feet were not a problem for Tang Baoer, and she broke free easily. She can watch TV and use her mobile phone here, and the jailer just brought her a midnight snack.
Tang Baoer felt that it was necessary for her to end her prison life as soon as possible, because she was sure that she could gain ten pounds of meat after being locked up here for a week.
"It's so boring!" Tang Baoer pouted and stood in front of the window looking boredly at the sea outside the window.
Just then, a lighted room caught her attention.
The area where this room is located is where the most advanced prison cell is located. Tang Baoer knew that that area had always been empty. The lights were on tonight because someone was locked up in it.
Tang Baoer knew who he was, and it reminded her of the scene that happened during the day: the newly captured prisoner was in an abnormal mood when he saw her, and stared at her with his eyes from beginning to end. Tang Baoer highly doubted that that person was using
Your eyes are communicating with yourself.
Thinking of this at this time, Tang Baoer's curiosity was immediately aroused. She simply left the cell where she was and walked towards the place where the man was detained.
Tang Baoer was a killer, and her skill was needless to say. She avoided the surveillance and guards of the prison and successfully entered the cell area.
This is really called a high-end cell block. Not only is it large in area, but it is also more elegantly decorated. From the inside, it looks like a vacation villa on the seaside, with nothing like a prison cell.
The design of this cell simply forces people to work hard to become a criminal.
"ah……!"
Suddenly there was a scream in a room. Tang Baoer touched it and saw two sergeants holding down a person, and then another man who looked like a doctor gave the person an injection. The scream and struggle happened at this time
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Not long after the injection, the man fell asleep, and then the two sergeants put the iron hood on the man's head.
Then several people left, leaving only the man in the iron hood lying on the ground, making everything look like a soap-picking scene.
"Hey! Are you alive?"
After Tang Baoer waited for those people to leave, he stepped forward and helped the iron-headed man sit up.
"Let me go! How did you practice? Your bones are softer than my mother's!" Tang Baoer said to the man. He was obviously a man, but his body was as soft as cooked noodles. He almost broke his body when he grabbed it.
He thinks of it as a woman.
"Can you still be a sissy? I hate sissies the most. Tell me, do you know me?" Tang Baoer asked the man seriously.
As he spoke, he inspected his iron hood. It turned out that there was no other way to remove it except using a key.
The man couldn't answer him. First of all, he couldn't make a sound, and then his hands were too weak to write. Besides, there was nothing to write on.
Tang Baoer understood: what those people injected into him just now was a special medicine that could make a person unable to speak for several days and unable to hold a pen.
There is reason to believe that those people will come once a few days, take off the hood under their supervision, and let him do some things of his own.
And every time they leave, they will inject the person with medicine, causing him to temporarily lose his ability to express language and write.
To put it bluntly, the purpose is to prevent him from having any chance of revealing his identity.
Therefore, this person now has no way to communicate with Tang Baoer.
But Tang Baoer's curiosity about this person has been piqued. She knows that the Haran Kingdom has not been peaceful recently, and she feels that there must be something fishy about it.
After taking a look at the man's hands, they were warm and tender, obviously pampered, but there were calluses on the index finger and the tiger's mouth of his right hand. Tang Baoer knew at a glance that this was caused by frequently pulling the trigger.
This man has practiced shooting, received military training, and even trained as a killer.
After struggling to move the man up, Tang Baoer helped him sit down on the sofa.
"Peat, the look in your eyes looks familiar. Do I know you? Or is it because you are actually a handsome man and I am a nymphomaniac?" Tang Baoer said jokingly.
Then he took out one of his fingers and put it in the palm of his hand.
"Your fingers can barely move normally. I'm going to ask you a few questions now. If it's right, you can use your finger to put a tick in the palm of my hand. If it's not right, you can put a cross in it."
The man cooperated and immediately drew a hook on Tang Baoer's palm with his finger.
"Are you a war prisoner of the Haran Kingdom, a very high-level one? You failed in the battle and were captured by the Haran Kingdom?" Tang Baoer asked seriously.
The man's fingers moved slowly on Tang Baoer's palm, trying hard to make a cross.
"You are an overseas assassin who came to Haran Country to carry out an assassination mission, right?" Tang Baoer asked again.
The response I received was still poorly written with great effort.
"Are you a native of the Haran Kingdom?" Tang Baoer did not lose heart and continued to ask.
This time, the information she got in her palm was hook.
"It's true. Let me ask you again: Do you have a high status in Haran?"
The man responded again, and a hook showed that Tang Baoer's inference was completely correct.
Tang Baoer felt that this was a very serious problem. If his status was not high, how could he live in such a top-notch cell.
"Are you from the royal family of Haran?"
Tang Baoer asked directly, the person with the highest status in the Haran Kingdom is of course the Haran royal family. For example, she, Tang Baoer, is a member of the royal family and she was imprisoned in this prison.
The man hesitated for a moment and did not answer Tang Baoer's question directly. His eyes wandered as if he had some concerns.
Of course, what he was worried about was not Tang Baoer, but the pairs of eyes that might exist around him.
There is reason to believe that he is currently under surveillance. Someone may be watching him in any inconspicuous corner of the cell.
If those people knew that he revealed his identity to Tang Baoer, not only would he be in danger, but Tang Baoer would also be implicated by him.
He gently withdrew his hand and stopped answering.
"If you are, you must know Qin Chuan and I, and you should believe that he can help you solve all your problems. If you are not, just pretend that I didn't say anything just now." Tang Baoer said again.
Tang Baoer took the man's finger into his palm again, and then felt the man draw a hook on his palm with all his strength.
"You are really a member of the Haran royal family. Who dares to do this to you? I guess only people who are also from the Haran royal family?"
"Okay, I feel like I know something! The Haran royal family has been in trouble recently. Since you are from the Haran royal family, your coming here must be related to the civil strife in the Haran royal family!"
"Tell me who you are? Prince Geely, or that bastard named Jixing. If it's Prince Geely, you check, if it's that bastard Jixing, you check."
The man's next reaction was very strange. He neither ticked nor missed, but tried hard to draw a circle on Tang Baoer's palm.