Chapter: 2789
The wooden nail contains paralytic toxin. After being nailed into the human body, the roots will grow and take root in the flesh and blood. If the wooden nail is pulled out forcibly, the flesh and bone will be torn apart.
The yellow paper talisman is to seal her mental power, so that her mental power tends to be normal, so that she can be interrogated.
Otherwise, with the willpower of the saint, there is no way to get information without torture.
The White Wax Branch has already interrogated Zhao Xintong twice, and obtained the other party's family background, background, and the process of becoming a spiritual practitioner.
But every time she was asked about the forces behind her, Zhao Xintong showed tenacity and perseverance beyond her peers, and she did not give in even under the threat of scouting props.
However, the official practitioners of the White Wax Branch did not force him to ask questions, because Zhao Xintong was bleeding from his seven orifices during the process of resisting the props, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Minors are privileged at any time, even if it is an evil profession.
Regarding the disposal of this underage evil occupation, the superior has not yet given an answer, so her life safety is an issue that the employees of the White Wax Branch must pay attention to.
At this time, the soundproof door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and a man wearing a peaked cap, mask and sunglasses walked in, holding a document in his hand.
Zhao Xintong raised her eyes, and the girl's dark eyes stared at him quietly.
The interrogator's attire caught her attention. This is the headquarters of the Public Security Department and the stronghold of the Taiyi Sect Baix Branch. It is impossible for the official practitioners here to dress like this.
The tightly wrapped man turned off the video recorder, sat down at the interrogation table, and said in a low voice:
"I ask, you answer, don't have any nonsense."
Zhao Xintong's delicate face evoked a sneer: "When will you send me back to the spiritual realm? Other than that, you don't want to get any information from me."
It is impossible for her to explain Wuhen Hotel, the master is not in reality, the hotel has no leader, and lacks a strong enough force to protect it.
At this time, if the authorities send out experts to encircle Wuhen Hotel, she doesn't know what will happen to the companions scattered all over the place, but Aunt Xiaoyuan and the brainless Kou Beiyue who live in the hotel will surely die.
"It's quite tough, why don't you use your brain when doing things!" the interrogator whispered.
The voice was very familiar. Zhao Xintong suddenly raised her head and stared at him.
Zhao Xintong confirmed that she had heard this voice before. Everyone's voice is different, just like fingerprints. There may be similarities, but there is no similarity.
But she couldn't remember where she heard it. She thought about it and thought that the owner of the voice was someone she was not familiar with, but it had some special meaning, so she remembered it.
A person who is unfamiliar but has a special meaning, who would it be?
Just when Zhao Xintong frowned and was puzzled, she heard the man say indifferently:
"Spirit Realm ID Zhao Xintong, whose real name is Zhao Xintong, is 14 years old and is studying in the No. 3 Middle School of Baiwa City. He is still a minor. It's nice to be young. Unlike me, he is a poor person who is torn apart."
Torn apart? ! Zhao Xintong's eyes widened immediately, enlightened instantly.
She knew who the interrogator was.
Yuanshi Tianzun of the Songhai Branch!
That poor guy that everyone occasionally discusses in the small group, he brought a boost to the redeemers in the team. Every time everyone feels that life is so hard and the world is ugly, they will think about Yuanshi Tianzun , and then encourage each other in the small group:
"Yuanshi Tianzun can live strong, so what qualifications do we have to be negative!"
He came to rescue me? Can he save me? Zhao Xintong's tired eyes lit up.
"You are very lucky. The student you pushed down the stairs is not life-threatening, nor is he paralyzed in bed, but his legs, pelvis, and ribs are broken, and his internal organs are bleeding. He just came out of the ICU." Zhang Yuanqing resumed his deep and hoarse voice : JrNovels.com
The yellow paper talisman is to seal her mental power, so that her mental power tends to be normal, so that she can be interrogated.
Otherwise, with the willpower of the saint, there is no way to get information without torture.
The White Wax Branch has already interrogated Zhao Xintong twice, and obtained the other party's family background, background, and the process of becoming a spiritual practitioner.
But every time she was asked about the forces behind her, Zhao Xintong showed tenacity and perseverance beyond her peers, and she did not give in even under the threat of scouting props.
However, the official practitioners of the White Wax Branch did not force him to ask questions, because Zhao Xintong was bleeding from his seven orifices during the process of resisting the props, and his spirit was on the verge of collapse.
Minors are privileged at any time, even if it is an evil profession.
Regarding the disposal of this underage evil occupation, the superior has not yet given an answer, so her life safety is an issue that the employees of the White Wax Branch must pay attention to.
At this time, the soundproof door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and a man wearing a peaked cap, mask and sunglasses walked in, holding a document in his hand.
Zhao Xintong raised her eyes, and the girl's dark eyes stared at him quietly.
The interrogator's attire caught her attention. This is the headquarters of the Public Security Department and the stronghold of the Taiyi Sect Baix Branch. It is impossible for the official practitioners here to dress like this.
The tightly wrapped man turned off the video recorder, sat down at the interrogation table, and said in a low voice:
"I ask, you answer, don't have any nonsense."
Zhao Xintong's delicate face evoked a sneer: "When will you send me back to the spiritual realm? Other than that, you don't want to get any information from me."
It is impossible for her to explain Wuhen Hotel, the master is not in reality, the hotel has no leader, and lacks a strong enough force to protect it.
At this time, if the authorities send out experts to encircle Wuhen Hotel, she doesn't know what will happen to the companions scattered all over the place, but Aunt Xiaoyuan and the brainless Kou Beiyue who live in the hotel will surely die.
"It's quite tough, why don't you use your brain when doing things!" the interrogator whispered.
The voice was very familiar. Zhao Xintong suddenly raised her head and stared at him.
Zhao Xintong confirmed that she had heard this voice before. Everyone's voice is different, just like fingerprints. There may be similarities, but there is no similarity.
But she couldn't remember where she heard it. She thought about it and thought that the owner of the voice was someone she was not familiar with, but it had some special meaning, so she remembered it.
A person who is unfamiliar but has a special meaning, who would it be?
Just when Zhao Xintong frowned and was puzzled, she heard the man say indifferently:
"Spirit Realm ID Zhao Xintong, whose real name is Zhao Xintong, is 14 years old and is studying in the No. 3 Middle School of Baiwa City. He is still a minor. It's nice to be young. Unlike me, he is a poor person who is torn apart."
Torn apart? ! Zhao Xintong's eyes widened immediately, enlightened instantly.
She knew who the interrogator was.
Yuanshi Tianzun of the Songhai Branch!
That poor guy that everyone occasionally discusses in the small group, he brought a boost to the redeemers in the team. Every time everyone feels that life is so hard and the world is ugly, they will think about Yuanshi Tianzun , and then encourage each other in the small group:
"Yuanshi Tianzun can live strong, so what qualifications do we have to be negative!"
He came to rescue me? Can he save me? Zhao Xintong's tired eyes lit up.
"You are very lucky. The student you pushed down the stairs is not life-threatening, nor is he paralyzed in bed, but his legs, pelvis, and ribs are broken, and his internal organs are bleeding. He just came out of the ICU." Zhang Yuanqing resumed his deep and hoarse voice : JrNovels.com
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