Fan Xiaodao knows this arrow.

The owner of this arrow almost killed him and Zhu Yan a few days ago. With the ability and realm shown by the other party, it would be easy for anyone in Zhao Xing to kill Fan Xiaodao, but he chose Zhao Laoqi's

life.

Thinking about Tuoba Yida's words just now, it was obvious that they were meant to be a warning.

In the capital, it is not a good thing to be targeted by such an elusive archer and risk your life at any time. However, what is the relationship between the archer and the Northern Zhou envoy? The previous assassination of Zhu Yan was also the idea of ​​the Northern Zhou Dynasty?

Fan Xiaodao didn't have time to think too much.

He looked in the direction from which the arrow came. In the middle of the night, the archer had already disappeared.

Zhao Laoqi is dead.

He died at the gate of the Northern Zhou embassy.

He didn't have to die. It was Fan Xiaodao who brought him to the embassy on his own initiative. Just now, the two parties had just established a cooperative relationship. But just like that, Zhao Laoqi died tragically in front of Fan Xiaodao.

It can be said that Zhao Laoqi died because of him and for him.

Fan Xiaodao felt furious in his heart, his eyes were almost spitting out, and he glared angrily at the people in the Northern Zhou embassy not far away who were standing at the door and watching the excitement. He slowly came to the door and asked, "Where is Tuoba Yida?"

Not long after, Tuoba came out with a knife and saw the body of Zhao Laoqi not far away, and asked in shock: "What's going on?"

Fan Xiaodao said coldly: "I want to ask you."

Tuoba slapped him with a knife and laughed, "Out of this courtyard, it is your Ming Dynasty's territory. We can't help you with the death of your friend. We are good at telling lies, but to investigate the case, we have to rely on Captain Fan and Captain Zhao."

It's over, but..." Tuoba paused with a knife, "In view of such a bad incident that happened in front of the embassy, ​​we are deeply worried about the security situation of your dynasty, and can issue a statement to your dynasty on your behalf to condemn this incident.

Such an act of violence!”

Tuoba slashed his sword and said, "Then again, we are both lucky. If the arrow had been a little bit off, I'm afraid it wouldn't have been the person on the ground who died."

There was some threat in his words.

Fan Xiaodao's hand holding the knife couldn't help but tremble. For a moment, he even wanted to draw the knife and kill the man. Zhao Xing came to him and stopped him.

Fan Xiaodao took a deep breath and said to the people in the Northern Zhou Dynasty who were watching the excitement at the entrance of the embassy, ​​"You have also seen that the capital is not peaceful recently. Everyone must be careful when going out. Not everyone can be as lucky as Xiao Yilu

, you can still collect the whole body after death."

After that, he said to Zhao Xing again, "Help arrange Zhao Chen's funeral arrangements. Wait for me here. I'll come back as soon as I go."

"Where to go?"

"Prison."

…

Beizhen Fusi has been quite lively recently.

This is the most gloomy and scandalous place in the capital. More than thirty guests suddenly arrived, making the usually deserted prison full of life and vitality. The sound of whips, soldering irons, and screams

, the sound reached my ears, mixed with the smell of feces, urine and cooked meat that filled the air, filling the surroundings of this black building.

I'm afraid that the ghosts wandering around late at night will take the initiative to take a detour when they come here.

Fan Xiaodao arrived late at night, and to everyone's surprise, Murong was on duty today. He knew the relationship between Fan Xiaodao and Mr. Xue, and asked in surprise: "What kind of wind brought little brother Fan here?"

Fan Xiaodao said, "I'm looking for Qinghu. Do I need to ask Master Xue for instructions?"

Murong shook his head and said, "My lord, I have told you that you captured the person. We are just keeping it for you. How to deal with it is all at the discretion of Captain Fan." Seeing Fan Xiaodao's unkind expression, he asked tentatively, "Do you want to interrogate Qinghu at night?"

Fan Xiaodao shook his head, "Although we are both at the public gate, I am not as good as you at interrogation. I just came to ask a few questions."

This was not Fan Xiaodao's first time here, but returning to the imperial prison still made him feel a little chilled. Qinghu was the spy leader of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and was imprisoned in the deepest stone prison No. 3.

There are four stone prisons in the imperial prison, which are specially built for important prisoners. There are almost one post every three steps and one sentry every five steps. The stone prisons are equipped with hidden weapons. If someone robs the prison, as long as someone outside triggers the mechanism,

The entire stone prison would collapse, crushing the prisoners into a pulp.

However, this design is unnecessary, because most of the people imprisoned are civilian and political prisoners, and this kind of stone prison has never been used since its establishment.

Through the small hole, Fan Xiaodao saw that the interior was well decorated. At least it was much more comfortable than the place where they lived last time. It was about one foot square, with a bed, a coffee table, and a stool. They were all neatly arranged. Qinghu sat down.

Inside, it is a little thinner than when it was first caught.

Fan Xiaodao wondered: "It is said that the torture in your prison is famous all over the world, but now that Qinghu is here, it is of no use? Doesn't it seem that our court has failed to treat guests?"

Murong said: "No ordinary spy can withstand our torture. Even if he says that his mother is a man, he will admit it, but there is Qinghu, one of the two most famous spies in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, locked inside.

With professional training, even if you use torture, you won't be able to get any useful information."

At this time, the interrogation of other people was still in progress. "Where are those people? Did they get any useful information?"

Murong said: "Most of these people are people from the Ming Dynasty. They eat inside and outside the food. Some are dissatisfied with the court, and some are just for money. Only two of them can survive three days in the imperial prison. However, these people are of low status.

If you can pry open Qinghu's mouth, that will be a great achievement!"

Fan Xiaodao smiled and said: "Brother Murong, don't make fun of me. If I can pry his mouth open, then I'm afraid my job will be lost."

The cell door opened, and Fan Xiaodao and Murong walked in.

Qinghu was sitting on the stone bench in a daze. When he saw Fan Xiaodao, he raised his eyelids, then lowered his eyes and looked down at the stone table.

Facing Fan Xiaodao who had captured him, he was not particularly jealous as he had imagined meeting an enemy. On the contrary, Qinghu seemed to ignore him.

Murong said, "Once this room is closed, there is no light, no sound, and it is isolated from the world. Ordinary people would go crazy after being locked in a place like this for three days. Now that he has been locked in for seven days, he is still as fine as a normal person, with a strong state of mind.

It’s beyond human reach.”

Fan Xiaodao said, "Friends, we meet again. I don't know if I'm used to staying here these days."

Qinghu closed his eyes, didn't speak, and simply refused to cooperate. They had a special status. Since the day they were captured, they had already put aside life and death and made preparations for death. However, after a few days, there was no interrogation or torture.

, which made him a little puzzled.

Fan Xiaodao asked a few more questions, and then Qinghu said coldly, "Stop wasting your time on me. If you want to kill me, kill me. If you want to cut me, then cut me in pieces."

Fan Xiaodao didn't answer. He took out the secret letter with no beginning or end from his arms and placed it in front of Qinghu. Upon seeing this, Qinghu's face changed slightly and immediately regained his composure. Seeing his reaction, Fan Xiaodao guessed the secret letter.

related to him.

"You also know the context of this letter. Not long ago, we arrested someone from the north."

Seeing Qinghu's ears twitching slightly, it was obvious that the appearance of this letter was somewhat unexpected, and he was waiting for Fan Xiaodao to say more. Although Fan Xiaodao didn't know what the letter meant, but judging from the other party's reaction, it should be very important.

So we started playing psychological tactics with him. This letter was written on a special paper for the Dingbei Army. If there was a problem, it would naturally be with the Dingbei Army. Fan Xiaodao's words were a bit vague and deliberately misunderstood the other party.

.

"I just came out of Tuoba Yidao. It shouldn't take long for the negotiation to be finalized. It was originally a simple matter, but thanks to you and your all-pervasive intelligence network, we have been busy for so long."

Qinghu sneered: "In that case, why don't you come to me in vain?"

"I came to you, firstly, because I have something unknown, and secondly, I brought you good news and bad news." Fan Xiaodao said lightly, "I am more curious about the archer hiding in the embassy.

What is your identity? How did you know the whereabouts of the prince?"

Qinghu did not answer, but said: "Your surname is Fan and your given name is Xiaodao. You came to the capital three months ago. You were unknown before, but you have attached yourself to Xue Yingxiong, Chen Quan and others one after another. I am also curious about your identity.

,Where did this ability come from?”

Fan Xiaodao smiled and said: "I have better luck, at least, better than you."

Qinghu said: "Everyone has his own destiny, but it is difficult to explain it by just relying on luck. I was at the scene when you competed with Tuoba Bai. Judging from your martial arts skills, I have already guessed your identity.

"

Qinghu is indeed one of the leaders of the spy network. From the beginning to the end, he has never let Fan Xiaodao control the rhythm. However, judging from Qinghu's reaction, if you follow this letter, you should be able to find useful information. One of the purposes of his coming here

, just to confirm this matter.

He added, "Of the two pieces of news, which one should I hear first?"

Qinghu said, "There's been too much bad news lately, let's talk about the good news first."

Fan Xiaodao said, "Tuoba Yida used your life as a bargaining chip and joined the negotiation. If nothing else happens, the court should agree to let you go."

When Qing Hu heard this, his whole body moved.

When he was imprisoned, he naturally knew where the imperial prison was and had already planned to die for his country, but Fan Xiaodao's words rekindled his desire for life.

Qinghu laughed heartily, "You know that this is all a dog can do. From the beginning to the end, it is always led by the nose. This news makes me happy, and it comes to light!"

Fan Xiaodao said to Murong, "Prepare some food and wine for him."

Murong waved his hand and came in alone. After receiving the order, not long after, the wine and meat were served. Qinghu was in a good mood and started to enjoy the meal. Fan Xiaodao and Murong watched quietly, giving him enough time to digest this information.

Qinghu was full of wine and food, wiped his mouth, obviously in a good mood, and asked: "So, what's the bad news?"

Fan Xiaodao said: "Just now, a friend of mine was shot dead in front of your embassy."

Qinghu said: "It's also good news for me."

Fan Xiaodao said coldly: "So, I came to you to borrow something as a courtesy to Tuoba Yidao."

"what?"

Fan Xiaodao said: "I'll lend you the head on your neck."

His eyes were cold, like a dead person, staring coldly at Qinghu. In despair, giving him hope, and then destroying this hope with his own hands, this kind of torture is the most unbearable. The knife in his hand has been unsheathed, as if staring at
To be continued...