The Dark Prince's Special Forces Concubine

Chapter 161 Hypnotizing the Dead

The assassin sitting on the torture chair closed his eyes, and his body began to relax more and more...

Mu Qingqing continued to guide slowly: "Your mind is flowing peacefully, you feel your body is slowly relaxing, and you will enter a dream full of peace and love."

A satisfied smile appeared on the dead soldier's stiff face, like a baby returning to his mother's arms.

"Now tell me, what is your name?"

"Wujing." The assassin answered woodenly.

This name is so damn talented! It doesn't come from a Buddhist temple. The owner of this name must be a Buddhist!

Lin Feng's heart was numb now: How many times have I asked him? He just won't tell me his name? Why did he answer so fluently when Mu Qingqing asked him casually? He didn't even hesitate! This is too hurtful to his self-esteem, isn't it?

Seeing Lin Feng's handsome face with his features dancing wildly, Mu Qingqing glanced at him: Didn't you see the steps before I asked him? That's the key to the problem! Do you understand? You idiot.

"Who is your master?" Mu Qingqing's eyes flashed with a faint light, and she continued to ask calmly.

"Master, I don't know who the master is." The assassin thought for a long time and condensed a sentence: "I only know that every time I see the master, he wears a devil mask, and his voice is changed by a voice changer when he speaks."

Mu Qingqing looked back and exchanged a glance with Zuo San and Zuo Si: I guess the two cases can be combined into one.

"What mission does your master give you this time?" Mu Qingqing's cold voice gently pulled the death soldier's eardrums.

The assassin opened his lifeless eyes and stared at the sky for a moment. "Master, give me the poison and tell me to find a chance to hurt the cold-faced Yama. After the task is completed, I will return to the capital to report. If I am caught, I will commit suicide."

After answering, his eyes rolled twice and he said stiffly: "If you don't have time to commit suicide, just say that the master is the prince and let him take the blame."

Is this okay? He can even say this? Lin Feng is now in awe of Mu Qingqing. What should he do if he really wants to become her disciple?

Ye Nanli glanced at Lin Feng with his cold eyes: I haven't even become your disciple yet, how can it be your turn to interfere? !

Mu Qingqing raised her eyebrows at Ye Nanli: Do you have any other questions?

Ye Nanli looked at Mu Qingqing and lip-synced with her: Asking him if he has any companions?

Mu Qingqing gave him an OK sign with her left hand, her red lips slightly raised, revealing a frivolous and flamboyant smile: "Do you have any other companions?"

After another period of waiting, the assassin said in a flat voice: "All the brothers who came with me to carry out the mission were killed. I am the only one left."

"Then where will you report after you're done?" Mu Qingqing thought it would be nice to find the lair of the person behind the scenes.

Although the possibility of it being the old nest is low, it would be nice to be able to wipe out a contact point.

"Liufeng Pavilion in the capital."

Ye Nanli didn’t know this, and Lin Feng had no impression of him either.

Zuo San, who was standing on one side, stepped forward and whispered into Mu Qingqing's ear: "Master, some of the men who were sold by Ruhua Siyu that you asked me to investigate are there."

Mu Qingqing nodded in understanding.

Ye Nanli, who has a natural coolness, blew cold air at Zuo San: You bastard, just talk if you want to, why are you so close to my wife?!

Zuo San suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He looked around and quickly took two steps back: Did I see a ghost again? Why did I suddenly feel so cold?

"How do you usually communicate with your master?" Mu Qingqing asked the last question.

"It's always the master who comes to me, or he directly sends the mission to Liufengyuan, and Mother Liu will send someone to notify us." This time the assassin answered very quickly.

Ye Nanli stood beside Mu Qingqing and whispered to her like Zuo San: "Qingqing, ask him if he knows any other contact points?"

Mu Qingqing, who was originally planning to wake up the assassins, paused for a moment and continued to shake the gold pocket watch chain in her hand: "Do you know the address of other contact points?"

Unexpectedly, I actually got a few answers: "The haunted houses in Beijing, Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Tingyu Pavilion, Louwailou, Tianfu Grain Shop, Cai's Iron Shop."

The surprise came too quickly! This was a pure surprise! Lin Feng and his companions were overjoyed.

Mu Qingqing looked back at the men around her, raised her eyebrows and asked: Any other questions?

The excited people all shook their heads at the same time: Today's interrogation was already perfect beyond our expectations! We should not be too greedy.

Mu Qingqing put away the gold pocket watch and snapped her fingers into the assassin's ear.

He peeled off the badge on his face and took a few deep breaths: When a hypnotist hypnotizes someone, it is actually very mentally and mentally taxing, especially for someone with a strong willpower, it is even more taxing!

At this moment, Mu Qingqing was like a fish out of water, gasping for breath.

She reached into her sleeve and a cup of thick, steaming latte appeared in her palm.

He took a deep sip of the disposable coffee cup to replenish his spiritual food.

Ali Jiujiu's joking voice came: Host, how about this newly launched Simbaba coffee? Give me a review so that I can compare it.

Mu Qingqing gulped down half the cup: It’s okay, just so-so.

Ali Jiujiu said with a little emotion: Host, coffee is not to be gulped down like this! Why are you so unladylike? Don't you know that coffee should be sipped in small sips?

Fuck, you, a system that doesn't know the difference between sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty, are actually telling me about food? Mu Qingqing couldn't help but swear.

It’s fine to talk to me about life and ideals, after all, those are all illusory things.

Now you are telling me about delicious food? Have you ever eaten it? Have you ever drunk it? This is a system space product that is not even a kid.

Ali Jiujiu was hurt by Mu Qingqing's swearing and cried, "Host, you are bullying a child! Woo woo woo, I won't play with you anymore..."

Mu Qingqing was confused for a moment. Did she have to coax an invisible and intangible system baby - Ali Jiujiu?

"What on earth did you do to me?" Wujing, the assassin who had just regained consciousness, asked loudly.

Although I don't know what I just said, I just know that it seems like I had a very sweet dream! But I just have a feeling that I seem to have said a lot of things that I shouldn't have said.

Regarding Wujing, who had lost his other functions, Lin Feng winked at Zuo San: Drag him down and see if you can use him to catch other fish?

Wujing’s only role now is to stay and serve as bait for fishing.

"The ones you caught in the haunted house can be handled together with Wujing. I think there will be a lot of new little fishes appearing in the haunted house, so you have to keep a close eye on them. If it doesn't work, I will build a security system for the haunted house, and you just need to arrange people to collect the little fishes from time to time." Mu Qingqing finished the coffee in her hand and explained to Ye Nanli and Lin Feng.

It’s already late, I’m going to go back to sleep! Ah! Staying up late can easily cause wrinkles…

Zuo Si, who had just walked up to Mu Qingqing and wanted to ask for a cup of milk tea with a flattering face (he had drunk it once in the haunted house and had been thinking about it ever since), heard Mu Qingqing's words, straightened his chest and tightened his stomach, stood beside her very respectfully, waiting for the reply from his former master.

"Qingqing, what is a security system? Is it more powerful than my 100 Jingwei?"