Too many female prisoners, a special forces soldier transmigrates and marries wildly.

Cui'er's eyelids twitched, but she didn't say anything.

"I know you're not afraid of death. Someone like you is either a suicide bomber who takes poison, or your family is being controlled and you're too afraid to speak up."

Lin Feng's voice was calm, yet it carried a power that penetrated people's hearts.

"But I guess you're the latter. Because if you were a suicide bomber, you would have tried to kill yourself when I fed you the porridge. But you didn't."

Cui'er suddenly opened her eyes, staring intently at Lin Feng, a hint of panic finally appearing in her eyes.

"When your jaw dislocated, I saw the tattoo on the back of your neck—not a black scorpion, but a plum blossom."

Lin Feng stared into her eyes. "The bandits of Black Wind Stronghold have black scorpion tattoos on their bodies. Your plum blossom is the mark of another organization, isn't it?"

Cui'er's face was pale, her lips trembled, but she still gritted her teeth.

"Let me guess." Lin Feng leaned forward, lowering his voice even further.

"You're not from Black Wind Stronghold. You're a liaison sent there... or a monitor? Your mission is to assist Black Wind Stronghold in carrying out certain 'special' operations, such as intercepting specific targets or delivering certain 'goods'?"

Cui'er's breathing became more and more rapid, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead.

"The wooden box stolen from Master Wang's house is your target, isn't it?" Lin Feng delivered the crucial blow.

"Black Wind Stronghold was responsible for the theft, and you were responsible for the pickup and transfer. But unexpectedly, they ran into us before the goods were even delivered. Zhao Kui was greedy and wanted to make a quick buck, but he got caught."

"How...how did you know..." Cui'er finally spoke, her voice hoarse.

"I guessed." Lin Feng leaned back in his chair.

"But your reaction just now confirms my suspicions. Miss Cui'er, now you have a choice. First, will the person behind you come to rescue a pawn who has failed in her mission and might even have leaked information?"

Cui'er trembled all over.

"Second, tell us everything you know. Who is behind Black Wind Stronghold? What does the plum blossom mark represent? What exactly is in Master Wang's box? Why did you steal it?"

Lin Feng looked at her and said, "Tell me, and I might be able to save your life."

Silence. A long silence.

Finally, she raised her head, her eyes empty with despair: "I told you... you really can keep me alive?"

Lin Feng said frankly, "But if you don't tell, you will surely die."

"who are they?"

Cui'er wavered. "They call themselves the 'Plum Blossom Guards,' and they take orders directly from... a certain nobleman in the palace. Black Wind Stronghold is one of the forces they secretly support, specializing in handling shady matters. The box at Master Wang's house contains a jade pendant, with an order that it must be obtained."

Plum Blossom Guard? A noblewoman in the palace? A jade pendant?

Lin Feng was shocked. This pool of water was deeper than he had imagined.

"Who ordered this ambush?"

"It's...it's a direct order from 'Black-Faced Yama,' the leader of Black Wind Stronghold," Cui'er said.

"My orders were to infiltrate your ranks, find an opportunity to poison you, or send a signal to coordinate with the brothers in the village to take action."

"Where is the Black-Faced Yama now?"

"He should be in the village. He rarely comes down from the mountain."

"Where is the contact point for the Plum Blossom Guard in Luoyan Town?"

Cui'er hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Zhou's Pawnshop... the manager, Zhou Bapi, is the head of the Imperial Guard in Luoyan Town."

Zhou's Pawnshop! It really is there.

Lin Feng got the information he wanted. Looking at Cui'er, whose face was streaked with tears, he felt little sympathy.

Although this woman is a pawn, her hands are probably stained with the blood of many innocent people.

That night, Lin Feng stood guard outside the room, closing his eyes to regulate his breathing.

But he keenly noticed that there were two very faint, almost inaudible footsteps outside the back wall of the inn, which paused and then quickly moved away.

Someone is watching.

Early in the morning, Old Zhao got up and hitched up his cart.

Lin Feng said to Su Wanyue and Bai Xiaohe, "You two stay at the inn today and don't go out. Old Zhao, keep an eye on them. I'll be right back."

"Husband, be careful." Su Wanyue straightened his clothes.

"Brother Lin, I'll go with you," Bai Xiaohe said.

"No need." Lin Feng shook his head. "You stay and protect Wan Yue. If... I don't return by noon, you all leave Luoyan Town immediately, head north, and don't look back."

"Brother Lin!"

"obedient."

Lin Feng left the inn and headed west of the town.

Zhouji Pawnshop is not open yet.

He walked to a breakfast stall diagonally across the street, ordered a bowl of soy milk and two fried dough sticks, and ate slowly, while keeping an eye on the pawnshop entrance out of the corner of his eye.

At three-quarters past Chen hour, the pawnshop door opened. A gaunt old man wearing a silk shirt and sporting a goatee walked out; he was none other than "Zhou the Skinflint" that the shop assistant had mentioned yesterday.

Lin Feng paid the money and got up to walk towards the pawnshop.

"Sir, what would you like to order?" Zhou Bapi greeted him with a professional smile as he entered.

"I found this, but I don't know what it is. Shopkeeper, you're very knowledgeable, could you take a look?" Lin Feng said, taking out the small bamboo tube he'd found on Cui'er the night before and placing it on the counter.

When Zhou Bapi saw the bamboo tube, his expression changed almost imperceptibly, but he immediately regained his smile: "Oh, this is a children's firework tube, it's worthless. Don't want it."

"Really?" Lin Feng stared at him. "But why do I feel like this is a signal firework used by the military? Shopkeeper, you... you accept military items here?"

Zhou Bapi's smile froze, and his eyes turned cold: "Sir, you jest. We're a small business, how could we dare accept anything from the military? If you have nothing else to do, please come in. Our shop isn't officially open yet."

"No rush." ​​Lin Feng stepped forward and lowered his voice. "Miss Cui'er asked me to pass on a message to the shopkeeper—the goods weren't retrieved, and the person was caught. What will we say when the higher-ups ask?"

Zhou Bapi's pupils contracted sharply, and his hand instinctively reached under the counter—there were definitely weapons hidden there.

"Who are you?!" he shouted.

"The person who came to retrieve the item," Lin Feng said, his hand on the hilt of his knife. "Where is the wooden box from Master Wang's house?"

"I don't know what you're talking about!" Zhou Bapi suddenly pulled a short knife from under the counter and kicked the copper bell next to the counter at the same time!

"Clang, clang—" The copper bell rang loudly!

Almost simultaneously, four burly men rushed out from the back room of the pawnshop, wielding clubs, knives, and swords, and surrounded Lin Feng!

"Kill him!" Zhou Bapi roared hoarsely.