Chapter 79 (1/2)

Qingyu watched the dark Ninja leave, and then walked out towards the door.

”Wait... Wait... Wait!”

The middle-aged man tied to the post suddenly widened his eyes when he saw that Qingyu was leaving. His heart was a little flustered.

”I haven't finished yet!”

The middle-aged man had a confession in his hand. He slowed down his hand intentionally or unintentionally when he just wrote it. Now the text on it has just begun.

”You don't have to write.”

The corners of the mouth behind the Qingyu mask are slightly cocked up. I think the middle-aged man is very funny.

What does this person think.

He guessed it from the beginning.

I just want to drag!

Now even writing a confession is procrastinating.

don't worry.

Affordable!

Qingyu just wanted to slow down the speed of interrogation. His previous speed was too fast.

Come and go quickly.

It seems very efficient.

Actually, it's not cool.

When it's time to take a long time, it's still time to take a long time. In this way, you can not only relax, but also avoid some trouble.

Suddenly.

Qingyu walks towards the middle-aged man.

He grabbed the confession from the middle-aged man and threw it aside.

”I don't think you know what to write. I'll give you time to think about it and write it when you think it over.”

While Qingyu was talking, he took the rope and tied the middle-aged man again. After that, he tied a dead buckle.

Immediately.

Qingyu turns and leaves.

”Hey?!”

”Wait!”

”Don't go!”

”I've figured it out!”

”I know how to write!”

The middle-aged man's eyes were wide and his face was full of panic. He didn't want to be left in such a gloomy place.

But.

Qingyu ignored his words.

Like I didn't hear you.

He walked out of the cubicle under his gaze.

Bang!

The door of the cubicle was heavily closed and locked outside.

At the moment of closing the door.

The last light in the cubicle was blocked.

Completely in the quiet darkness.

”Wow!”

”Help!”

”I confess!”

”I say everything!”

”Can you not lock me up here!”

”I'm afraid!”

The middle-aged man kept yelling in the cubicle. In this dark and uninhabited environment, he was surrounded by pungent blood gas, which greatly stimulated his nerves and made him extremely uncomfortable.

……

Qingyu goes directly to the small black room of the torture department.

Think while walking.

From the posture of the dark Ninja just now, it seems that it is to call all the perceptual ninjas in the torture department.

Then something must have happened.

It's not like a regular meeting!

For a moment.

Qingyu is vaguely aware of something, but she is not sure. She needs to see what's going on.

All the way.

Qingyu sees many ninjas in the torture department.

Just like him.

They all walked towards the little black room of the torture department.

……

In a few minutes.

Qingyu mingles with the crowd and follows the perception ninjas of the torture department to the small black room of the torture department.

Now this time.

Thirty or forty people gathered in the torture department.

No one spoke.

All waiting patiently.

Qingyu rubbed to the corner bit by bit and found an extremely inconspicuous position.