The assassin who assassinated Ma Lingshu was nicknamed Death Heart.

He had really given up in the past few days. He thought that by killing Ma Lingshu, he would become famous all over the world. But Zhao Cheng sent someone to tell him that he must not expose himself.

So he had no choice but to remain anonymous and continue to hide in Xianyang City.

Unfortunately, this kind of anonymity can no longer be concealed. Zhao Teng divided Xianyang City into nine districts and conducted house-to-house searches.

Specifically looking for people who live alone, are unemployed, and whose ancestral home is not Xianyang.

Such a person is most likely to become an assassin. Unfortunately, he is determined to die and fits these characteristics.

Many people had seen his face that day, and Zhao Chenggong took these people to identify the suspects one by one.

Death Heart knew that he would be caught sooner or later, so he wanted to leave Xianyang City. But when he walked to the city gate, he found that things were not that simple.

Xianyang City was completely sealed off, and everyone entering and exiting the city had to check their heritage. Not only that, they also had to have relatives as guarantors. Those who could not find a guarantor would be detained and taken to Zhao Teng, so that the

Witnesses come to correct me.

In this case, it will be impossible to leave if you give up.

He was very anxious, but he didn't even have anyone to talk to. He could only hide around day and night.

In the past, he was Zhao Gao's most admired dead man. He was treated as a guest when he came in and out of Zhao Gao's house. But now, Zhao Cheng has strictly ordered him not to go back.

Nowadays, the houses of powerful people are not so safe. Zhao Teng has led people to search several houses. Looking at the momentum, no one can escape except the palace.

Sitting in the corner with a dead heart, I couldn't help but start to think about what happened after me. What would be the outcome for me? I'm afraid it can only be death, right?

Once caught by Zhao Teng, the death penalty is inevitable. But before death, will he have to undergo severe torture? Will he have to confess the mastermind behind the scenes?

He is a dead soldier, and unlike a softie like Ma Lingshu, he can definitely keep his mouth shut.

"But... I know that I will keep my mouth shut. Does Lord Zhao Gao know?" Death Heart suddenly shuddered: "Lord Zhao Gao, you won't send someone to kill me, right? It doesn't matter if I die, I am a dead soldier. But...

…After you die, you still have to bear the infamy of being a seller, that’s not okay.”

Just when I was thinking wildly, there was a sound of footsteps nearby.

Shi Xin was startled and suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist.

Someone not far away whispered: "Are you determined to die?"

Death Heart said nothing.

The man added: "I am sent by Mr. Zhao. I hope to meet the strong man."

After giving it a thought, he hid his hands behind his back and said, "I'm here."

Immediately afterwards, the figure flashed, and another person came to the corner.

This man was wearing servant's clothes, and he had a sharp mouth and a wretched look on his face.

The man bowed his hands towards Death and said, "The strong man hides himself in a hidden place, so I can find it easily."

Death Heart asked calmly: "Did the Lord send you here?"

The man nodded and said: "Yes, your Excellency is concerned about the safety of the warriors and has come down to take a look. Alas, who would have thought that this time His Majesty would really do something, and Zhao Teng would also do something real. Xianyang City, that was a mass sentiment.

It’s so violent that people are terrified.”

He gave up and said nothing.

The man continued: "It is said that many courtiers have begun to go to Zhao Teng's house to plead for mercy. Naturally, they did not participate in the killing of Ma Lingshu. But who doesn't have a few relatives who have done evil? If Zhao Teng continues to investigate like this,

It has inevitably affected the fish in the pond.”

"This time, Zhao Teng has completely established his authority. I'm afraid that even if this matter is over, the courtiers will not dare to act as recklessly as in the past."

Seeing that what he said was all useless nonsense, Shi Xin couldn't help but feel unhappy, and said coldly: "Did your Excellency send you here just to tell me what I saw outside?"

The man chuckled and said, "That's not the case. Sir, let me ask, does the strong man think he is a qualified assassin?"

Death Heart solemnly said: "Of course."

The man nodded and asked: "What should a qualified assassin do?"

Death Heart said generously: "I exchanged the life of a common man for the life of a high official. His life was unknown, and his death was known to the world."

The man hummed: "It's good if the warrior has this intention. Now that Xianyang City has been sealed off, it's not easy for the warrior to leave. Although your Excellency intends to arrange for the warrior to leave, Zhao Teng's surveillance is tight, and even that

All the pagoda and millet trees came to join in the fun."

"Yesterday, a salt smuggler bribed a man at a high price and lied that he was the man's clan brother. Huaiguzi happened to pass by the city gate and found his household registration. He asked the salt smuggler to recite the three generations on the spot and what they were called.

name."

"The smuggling salt dealer was speechless and could only plead guilty. It is said that there is a new trick now, asking both parties to answer the age, birth date, and zodiac sign of their parents. If the answers are different, they will be arrested immediately."

"This locust millet is really full of tricks, and all kinds of tricks appear in endlessly. Alas, leaving the city now is as difficult as going to the blue sky."

Die Xin chuckled and said, "So, I can only wait here?"

The man shook his head: "That's no good. The knife you used to kill Ma Lingshu was left on the body that day. Huaiguzi suggested that Tian Quanzai smell it carefully, remember the smell, and then search for it.

The owner of this knife."

"It's just because Xianyang City is so big that I couldn't find it for a while. I guess you won't be able to escape in a day or two."

Death Heart asked: "So, what does Mr. Zhao think I should do?"

The man was silent for a while and said: "What an assassin should do, what a warrior should do."

Death Heart asked: "Death?"

The man nodded slowly.

He looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "We value justice over life, so why should we fear death?"

Shixin drew out his dagger and was about to cut his throat to kill himself. But the man stopped him again and said, "I don't want to die now, and I don't want to die here."

Death Heart asked: "What?"

The man said: "Please go out to the street, preferably in front of Zhao Teng's mansion, and shout, Master Huai, I will repay you for your kindness in the next life. Then, cut your neck and commit suicide."

Shi Xin was stunned for a while, and said quietly: "You mean, put the blame on Huai Guzi?"

The man nodded.

He was a little hesitant to give up: "The means are inferior, how can Zhao Teng believe it?"

The man chuckled and said: "What is real is false, and what is false is real. Who knows if this is not intentional by Huai Guzi?"

A strange smile appeared on Diexin's face: "That makes sense, that makes sense."

When he said this, Death Heart's voice was a little sad. But he didn't resent Zhao Gao. After all, that's what a dead soldier is, a murderous chess piece, ready to sacrifice at any time.

When the man saw that he was determined to give up, he cupped his hands and hurried away.

Shi Xin looked at the man's back and sighed slightly: "I have been hiding for three days and I am very hungry. Doesn't this man know how to bring some food? It seems that the Lord treats me as an abandoned son."

Death Heart walked out of the corner. It was already afternoon and the sun would set in another hour.

The streets are busy with people coming and going. If you are determined to commit suicide, it is best to go to Zhao Teng's house now.

But he was a little unwilling, and his stomach was empty. Why didn't he fill his stomach before he died?

At this time, the smell of wine came, and Shi Xin saw the wine shop next to him.

The wine shop is very luxurious, and the wine on display inside is all fairy wine. This is clearly Wang Laoshi's wine shop.

Shi Xin looked outside the wine shop for a while and saw that it was quite quiet inside and Wang Laoshi was not there either.

So he walked in and said to the waiter: "Bring me a jar of fairy wine."

The waiter glanced at him, rolled his eyes and said, "A cup of fairy wine costs one hundred thousand dollars. Sir, can you afford it?"

The clerks in Xianyang City are well-informed. Ever since they started selling fairy wine, some upstarts who didn't know the situation would come in and clamor to buy a jar.

The guy obviously regards Death Heart as this kind of person.

Only then did Shixin remember that the wine in this place was not ordinary wine. He dug around on his body and found a piece of beautiful jade, which he handed to the waiter.

The waiter took the jade and looked at it, then asked another servant to go find Wu Tong.

Now Wu Tong and Wang Laoshi are working for Li Shui, and they are very familiar with each other. Wang Laoshi always asks Wu Tong to appraise this kind of gold and silver jewelry.

After a while, the servant sent a message and said: "The fine jade can be exchanged for ten cups of fairy wine."

I have no objection to giving up. Now that I am about to die, I will change the beautiful jade.

After replacing the beautiful jade, I gave up and asked for food again.

It just so happened that the wine shop had steamed buns and steamed buns. Since I bought ten glasses of fairy wine, I was considered a big customer, so I gave him two steamed buns as a gift.

Shi Xin sat down in the private room, drank wine, and ate steamed buns. While eating and drinking, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Soon, ten glasses of wine were consumed.

Shi Xin's body felt warm after drinking it, and he ate the steamed buns happily, so he stood up unsteadily.

After all, it was ten glasses of white wine. It was the first time for Shixin to drink it, and he didn’t know much about the technique, so he drank too hard.

When he stood up, he was already drunk. As time went by, the alcohol got stronger and he felt like vomiting.
To be continued...