The tone that Nie Beilou had just relaxed suddenly picked up again.
"He asked you to kill someone?" Chu Yujiang's tone was a little tense, "Who did he ask you to kill? How?"
Ruan Qi did not answer immediately.
She seemed to be immersed in a nightmare, her eyelashes kept trembling, and her hands were clenching the blanket covering her body.
Chu Yujiang winked at Xi Jiu.
Xi Jiu understood this and immediately comforted Ruan Qi's mental power in the sea of consciousness.
The familiar power wrapped around him, calming Ruan Qi's restless mental power once again. Chu Yujiang took this opportunity and asked again: "Xiao Qi, who did Jiang Chunian ask you to kill?"
"Kill..." Ruan Qi's subconscious struggled for a long time before he tremblingly said, "Kill No. 11."
Chu Yujiang was stunned: "No. 11? Who is No. 11?"
"Yes... he's a little boy." Ruan Qi's forehead was covered with sweat, and her eyelashes trembled again, "No. 11 was disobedient and wanted to run away. Jiang Chunian had him captured and bled. No. 11
The blood is in the red wine glass. Jiang Chunian asked me to drink it, but I didn’t drink it..."
Chu Yujiang: "Then what? He asked you to kill No. 11?"
"Yes...he asked me to kill No. 11." Ruan Qi's voice was filled with tears.
Chu Yujiang: "Then did you kill him?"
As soon as this question came out, everyone in the room held their breath.
But Ruan Qi did not answer this time.
Her subconscious seemed to be resisting this memory, and her mental power, which was soothed by Xi Jiu in the sea of consciousness, began to be restless.
Chu Yujiang immediately increased the intensity of hypnosis, trying to calm her down.
"Xiao Qi, don't be afraid, everything has passed. Your master and Xi Jiu are both here, you are safe."
As Chu Yujiang spoke, he used silver needles to prick several of Ruan Qi's acupuncture points.
Under this double comfort, Ruan Qi finally calmed down.
Seeing this, Chu Yujiang immediately asked the question again: "Xiao Qi, did you kill No. 11?"
"...No."
This answer made all three people in Nie Beilou breathe a sigh of relief.
But at this moment, Ruan Qi's body suddenly trembled, and big tears fell from the corners of her eyes.
Immediately afterwards, she said something like a bolt from the blue——
"I didn't kill No. 11... Jiang Chunian forced me to drink human blood, but I refused. He said that if I don't drink the blood, I must kill No. 11... I broke free from the rope and tried to run away, but Jiang Chunian caught me back.
"Then..." Ruan Qi's face turned pale, "Then he hung No. 11 upside down from the beam and asked me to make a choice... He said to me... If I want No. 11 to live, I must set it on fire.
Kill all the children in the 'garbage dump'... If I want the children in the 'garbage dump' to live, I must kill No. 11..."
Ruan Qi's voice was choked and trembling, and every word he spoke was like a heavy hammer, hitting several people's hearts hard.
Nie Beilou's expression instantly became extremely terrifying.
The masseter muscles on Xi Jiu's cheek moved violently a few times, and a layer of blood appeared in the dark eyes.
Chu Yujiang's face was also a little ugly.
He has studied psychology for so many years, and he knows best how to break through people's psychological defenses. Killing one person to save a group of people, and killing a group of people to save one person, this kind of multiple-choice question about human nature is very difficult for a nine-year-old girl.
, very cruel, and most likely to cause people to have a mental breakdown.
In Ruan Qi's view, whether she is saving a group of people in the 'garbage dump' or saving one person on the 11th, it means that someone will lose their life because of her choice.
For a little girl who has believed in saving lives and healing the wounded since childhood, this is tantamount to a spiritual killing.