Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Chapter 182 Careful work (16)

Ruan Ruan finally found the opportunity to take out the note hidden in the shoe.

As soon as she returned to the room, she took off her high heels, and a deep dent was made on her white toes that were pressed against the hard crease of the note. The surrounding area was slightly purple due to lack of blood. She started from the toe of the shoe. Pull out a piece of paper and quickly unwrap it.

After reading it, I hid it in the palm of my hand, went into the bathroom, soaked it with running water, tore it into small pieces, and watched it being flushed into the pipe.

She propped herself up on the sink, and applied a little makeup in front of the mirror. Her cheeks were slightly red for no apparent reason, but her eyes looked calm.

——Gu Sinian was planning an assassination at the wedding banquet and asked her to assist him.

"Are you out of trial?" Pei Shu said, wearing a long black gown, stepping on the passage covered with dried thick black blood, and his ears were filled with the screams of the prisoners who could not bear the punishment, breaking through people's psychological defenses.

Adjutant Shen followed him and walked inside, "Young Marshal, she still said the same thing. She only admitted that someone gave her a large sum of money to help deliver a letter."

Walking to the door of the interrogation room where she was detained, Pei Shuyan motioned to Adjutant Shen to stay outside the door, and the torturers in the room also exited, and he interrogated him personally.

The slightly rough and old wooden door was closed, and the incandescent light above her head shone on her body, making her face even more pale. Bloody flowers bloomed on her clothes, and long and torn whip marks fell on her body.The brand on her chest scorched the flesh, and there was a faint smell of roasted meat in the air. Her face was covered with tears.

"Young Marshal, I shouldn't have been obsessed with agreeing to deliver a letter for someone. Please forgive me this time. I really haven't read the content of the letter..."

The half-dead man with his head lowered seemed to suddenly come to life, and he seized the opportunity to plead with him.

Through a wooden door, screams suddenly came out. The sound of gasping for air and pain was obvious. The screams made people's scalp numb. Gradually, the sounds inside became smaller and smaller. The sounds of skin and flesh being torn apart and teeth being nailed through bones. The sour sound continued to amplify in the silent space.

I don't know how much time passed before the door was opened again. Pei Shuyan walked out with a strong smell of blood. His black gown was stained with unobvious dark traces, and his pale finger bones were stained with a few drops of sticky blood. He held a handkerchief. Wipe it off slowly, leaving a few faint red streaks.

There was a pool of blood and sweat mixture under the person inside. His face was as white as if he was about to die in the next second. Both hands were bloody and bloody, revealing the fibrous tissue inside. The skinned blood vessels were beating and blood was constantly seeping out. .

All ten nails were pulled out, starting from the fingertips, one by one, iron nails penetrated her bones and were firmly nailed to the wood that supported her. From a distance, she could see a dense mass of black. Life was worse than death, but she still managed to survive. Awake.

The people under her command had long been accustomed to it. Adjutant Shen asked her to drag her back to the cell without changing her expression. No one was cleaning up the scene.

The handkerchief wiped with blood drops returned to Adjutant Shen's hand. His indifferent eyes moved towards him, his thin lips pursed slightly, and then he gave him a few instructions.

Ruan Ruan was changing clothes when Pei Shuyan pushed the door open and came in, with the zipper zipped halfway.

His figure was tall and tall, and when he stood next to her, he blocked most of the light in an instant. There was a sense of oppression and a frost-like distance from him.

The cold fingertips took over from her hand holding the zipper. The fragile eyelashes were lifted down, and the dark pupils were blocked under the thick crow feathers. The coolness of the skin on her waist was clearly felt before the fingertips even touched it.

"Another spy was caught today. You accompany me for interrogation." His tone was indifferent but with some indescribable toughness, and he could not be refused.

At the same time, the invisible zipper on the waist was pulled up, and Ruan Ruan's heart skipped a beat.

(End of this chapter)