Chapter 402: False Reasons (please vote for monthly recommendations)
Ying Bao sat in the corner and looked at the cell.
There are no windows in the cell, and the only light coming in is through the solid barred door.
The way out is also on the fence side, but you have to break open the cell door and the two fence doors outside.
This is not difficult, as long as you use the divine sickle to cut through the fence, but you will inevitably expose your ability.
In fact, Ying Bao is not afraid of being exposed, but in that case, Tai Pan and these musicians and dancers will be implicated. After all, Cao Shen was stabbed to death.
While he was struggling, a group of soldiers suddenly came outside. They surrounded a middle-aged scribe and walked to the female prison.
Ying Bao recognized at a glance that this person was Xiao Mo's confidant Cui Zhaochen.
Cui Zhaochen said to the prison head who nodded and bowed: "Where are those people from Wuchun Yuan detained?"
"They're all in there, do the officials want to interrogate you?"
"Bring those dancers here, my lord wants to question them."
"Yes, yes! Let's go right here, little one."
The cell leader came outside the women's prison, opened a cell door with a key, and shouted inside: "Come out! Everyone, come out!"
Xiao Lian and several little dancers all panicked, but they still walked out of the cell one by one.
The woman huddled in the innermost area also followed behind them.
Cui Zhaochen looked at the dancers, waved his hand, and several soldiers drove them out with knives and guns.
Ying Bao lowered his head and followed closely beside Xiao Lian.
A group of people left the cell and walked a long distance to the county government hall.
Xiao Mo wore a robe and sat behind the desk in the middle of the lobby, looking at the people with a gloomy expression.
Then he pointed at Ying Bao with his left hand and said, "Double-ringed bun, come forward."
Ying Bao paused and slowly walked out of the crowd.
Xiao Mo frowned and looked at her, and asked, "Where did you go last night? Tell me the truth! If you dare to deceive me, I will cut off your feet!"
Ying Bao cursed in her heart, pretending to be pitiful, and said with a pinched voice: "You haven't gone anywhere? I've been with my sisters."
Xiao Mo looked at her coldly: "You went to Gong's room first, and then lived alone in the guest room. How can you say you were always with your sisters?"
Ying Bao paused for a moment, but quickly said: "If people have three urgent needs, isn't this also allowed?"
Xiao Mo frowned and looked at the girl opposite. He always felt that this bold tone was similar to that of a certain person.
"What's your name?" he asked, "Who are your parents and where are you from?"
This time he didn't let the little girl answer, but pointed at Xiao Lian, "Say!"
Xiao Lian stepped forward tremblingly and blessed Xiao Mo: "Her name is Huanxi. She was just admitted to Wuchun Courtyard by the big class yesterday. The other slaves don't know."
Xiao Mo turned to Ying Bao again: "Tell me, where are you from?"
Ying Bao knew something was going to be bad, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "I'm from Simen Town on the outskirts of the city."
"Which village in Simen Town are you from? What are your parents' names? If you tell the truth, I will cut off one of your fingers." Xiao Mo said coldly.
Cui Zhaochen helped: "Little girl, the county government household registration database is not a decoration. Three generations of your family can check it. I advise you to think carefully before replying."
Sweat was dripping from Yingbao's forehead. She knew she couldn't explain herself, so she could only say: "My family came from famine and does not belong to any village. Li Zheng hasn't reported my family's household registration yet."
"Lie!" Xiao Mo slapped the table, turned to Cui Zhaochen and said, "Wipe her face clean. I want to see who she is."
Ying Bao's expression darkened, and Cui Zhaochen waved his hand, and two soldiers quickly grabbed Ying Bao's left and right arms.
Then Cui Zhaochen took out a piece of handkerchief and wiped the paint off Ying Bao's face.
Xiao Mo looked at the smeared face with no expression and was furious.
He waved people to take the other dancers down. He walked over slowly and sneered: "So it's you, Jiang Yingbao, why are you dressed like this? The assassin last night was your accomplice, right? We haven't seen each other for several years, but you are getting more and more interested." It’s time to make a career.”
Ying Bao stopped pretending and shook off the hands of the two guards. She touched her pinched wrist and said, "What assassin? I don't know what you are talking about."
"Don't pretend to be confused," Xiao Mo looked at the little girl carefully this time and said, "I don't care if you assassinated Cao Shen in revenge for him. This matter ends here, but you must follow us in the future."
"Why? Take me as a hostage?" Ying Bao glared at him and said, "Thanks to me, I saved your brother's life. Is this how your Xiao family treats their savior?"
Xiao Mo used his left hand to adjust the clothes he was wearing, lowered his eyelids and said: "You are a prisoner now, you must have the consciousness of a prisoner."
"Xiao Mo, you swore before that you would not harm me or my family in this life. Have you done it?" Ying Bao accused him without fear.
Xiao Mo: "I didn't hurt you or your family, but you, together with the assassin, stabbed me. How should this be settled?"
Ying Bao blinked: "I swear to God that I have never collaborated with others to hurt you."
One day, let this guy know that he has no accomplices at all, and that he is actually his defeated general.
Hearing this, Xiao Mo's face brightened slightly and he asked the soldiers on the left and right to move away.
He sat back behind the desk and said, "Ying Bao, you don't have to worry. As long as I, Xiao, am here, I will definitely not hurt your family."
Ying Bao: "But Cao Shen and more than a thousand people wanted to massacre my village, but you collaborated with him, which is equivalent to you harming my family."
"That's ridiculous." Xiao Mo's face was warm and lifeless, "I only arrived yesterday and I don't know what Cao Shen did."
Ying Bao looked around and moved a chair to sit down. "Then you kill both of Cao Shen's personal guards. I believe you don't know about it."
Xiao Mo chuckled: "Why do I want you to believe it?"
Although Xiao Nizi has grown up, her problem of climbing along the pole has not changed at all.
Ying Bao scratched her forehead: "Since you can't convince others, how can you talk about trustworthiness?"
Xiao Mo was speechless.
Helpless, Xiao Mo returned Yingbao to the backyard of the county government office, called two maids to take care of her, and went to another room to let the doctor diagnose his pulse and apply medicine.
He also asked Cui Zhaochen to bring out Hu Daban and others and interrogate them in detail whether there was anyone else following Yingbao before he went to Wuchun Court.
But the result of the interrogation was that Ying Bao was alone and there was no one else around him.
This is a little strange.
Although Cao Shen's residence was not his own, not everyone could enter it casually, and it was heavily guarded that night. There were at least a hundred guards surrounding the outer courtyard. How could anyone easily enter and escape without disturbing anyone?
The man in black was small in stature and held a long knife in his hand. With such a conspicuous attire, no one noticed where he escaped from.
Xiao Mo frowned and thought for a while, feeling that this matter still had something to do with Ying Bao.
Could the assassin be that girl Ying Bao?
But how is that possible?
She almost watched her grow up. Even if she learned some boxing and kicking from the martial artist in the village, how could she have the skills of an assassin?
Apart from other things, based on the assassin's arm strength, I believe that few people in Guizhou can match it, and it is not something that a little girl can do.
Maybe Zhou Wuchang sent a peerless master to protect Ying Bao secretly.
Xiao Nizi was able to sneak into the county town secretly, perhaps because of the assassin's help.
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