In this underground hut, there was only the dim light of an oil lamp.
Xue Ling, wearing a bathrobe, stood barefoot on the cool ground and bowed slightly towards the old man who had his back to her.
"How was the mission accomplished?" Mr. Zou didn't look back, his old voice echoed in the room.
"Xue Ling is incompetent." Xue Ling lowered her head and said, "The hive organization is very strict. During the several months my subordinates were undercover, they only had contact with the two bee stingers and the bee attractor, and never saw the third hive member."
"It's too difficult to penetrate the inside of the hive with this method. The inside should be coordinated with the outside."
Xue Ling defended herself like this.
Although she has initially gained the trust of Fang Bie and He Ping as Bee Wing, or at least a tacit understanding, it is still too difficult to use her as a fulcrum to leverage the behemoth of Beehive.
She currently has no access to important information that may cause the hive to overturn. The structure of the hive is so tight. If she wants to know further information about the hive, Xue Ling's only way is to report He Ping to Jin Yiwei and bring He Ping, the senior hive assassin, to the Jinyi Guards. Only by arresting and interrogating them can we obtain effective information.
But no matter whether Xue Ling wanted to sell the gentle proprietress who always smiled and talked to him, Xue Ling didn't want to take the risk simply because of the fear of He Ping's own strength.
Mr. Zou laughed dryly: "Xue Ling, you won't like such a life in the world, right?"
Xue Ling simply refused: "How is that possible?"
"It's fine if not." Mr. Zou nodded and said without going into details: "Did you help your bee needle to kill Ning Huaiyuan?"
Xue Ling nodded: "Yes."
"How was he killed?" Mr. Zou said: "There was news from Yue Ping Mountain that Ning Huaiyuan was executed in the mountain temple that night, but no matter who it was, Ning Huaiyuan's body was not found. Who was he? Really dead? Or did you fake your own death to escape?"
"My subordinates saw it with their own eyes." Xue Ling said, "Ning Huaiyuan is dead."
"Then how did he die? How was he killed?" Mr. Zou asked.
Xue Ling was already prepared for this: "He was killed by Fang Bie with his sword."
"Ning Huaiyuan is a third-grade master." Mr. Zou said.
Xue Ling nodded: "Yes."
"Ning Huaiyuan has a lot of experience in martial arts and has rich experience in fighting enemies. He is not an ordinary disciple of a famous family." Mr. Zou continued: "As far as I know, your partner Fang Bi is only seventeen years old now. How can he already be a disciple?" A third-level master? Can he fight Ning Huaiyuan head-on?"
"Tell me the truth."
Xue Ling was calm and calm.
She quietly described to Mr. Zou how Fang Bie drew his sword, how to dodge, and how to use Ning Huaiyuan's flaw to defeat the enemy with one move. This was a plot that Xue Ling had rehearsed long ago. Anyway, what happened that day was between herself and The two other people knew that not even He Ping knew the specific assassination process, and that Ning Huaiyuan's body was melted into smoke in front of them, making it impossible to conduct a so-called autopsy.
Today's Xue Ling, of course, will not regard Jin Yiwei as the only life-saving straw. On the contrary, she is a thorn planted by Jin Yiwei in the hive. Perhaps Jin Yiwei did not take her too seriously, but now, casually Fang Bie and Fang Bie had just teamed up to kill Ning Huaiyuan, a third-level master, so Jin Yiwei had to pay attention to him and Fang Bie.
The more you pay attention to it, the safer Xue Ling will be.
Unless returning to Jinyiwei can effectively counter Lu Yuan's tricks and frame-up, Xue Ling is not in a hurry to return to Jinyiwei.
Just like the flying fish robe she buried under the tree in her hometown, it couldn't be dug out casually.
That day when Xue Ling left Yanjing City, she felt like the sea was wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky was high enough for birds to fly.
One is separated and the other is wide, each is happy.
"So you think Fang Bie is also a third-level master who can kill third-level masters?" Mr. Zou continued.
Xue Ling nodded: "Yes."
Mr. Zou nodded: "You can go back."
Xue Ling said goodbye, turned around and left, closing the door.
Her footsteps were getting farther and farther.
Mr. Zou sneered.
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Xue Ling returned to the steaming bathroom, took off her bathrobe, continued to soak her whole body in the warm spring water, and looked up at the sky.
Everything was basically as she expected.
Jin Yiwei wants something from her, so as long as she disobeys Jin Yiwei's orders without knowing it, she will still be an undercover agent sent by Jin Yiwei into the hive, and she will not be abandoned because she cannot provide information to destroy the hive according to the original plan. If your shoes are broken.
Of course, it is difficult for Xue Ling, a low-level bee wing, to provide such information. The most Xue Ling can do is inform Jin Yiwei of the hive's stronghold at the Ecstasy Inn, but knowing the stronghold is of no use. In recent months, the hives destroyed by Jin Yiwei have There were not ten but eight strongholds, but all of them were empty. If key figures could not be captured, there would be no way to uproot this gangster organization that dared to attack high officials in the imperial court.
And the value of Xue Ling, a Bee Wing who can stay undercover next to a promising Hive Assassin, will become increasingly apparent.
The girl stretched her legs in the bath.
Well - just soaking your body like this will make you feel very safe.
She only has a single line of contact with Mr. Zou. She is her only superior. All information is reported to him without leaving any text.
She can be regarded as a lonely kite, with only this thread holding her back.
Sometimes there is even an illusion that the kite string has been cut.
But - do you want to be an assassin for the rest of your life? Or like He Ping, if you work as an assassin for a long time, you will retire one day?
Xue Ling didn't know.
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When Xue Ling put on her clothes again and walked out of the gate of Changqing Bathhouse, outside the gate, she saw Fang Bie sitting on the stone steps opposite, waiting for him.
To be honest, Xue Ling was really surprised and a little scared when she saw the young man in green.
It even feels like being caught by a thief.
"Farewell." Xue Ling called out.
You can't just pretend you didn't see it, it's too fake.
"Have you finished soaking?" Fang Bie stood up and came to Xue Ling. The girl could not see any unnecessary emotions from this man.
Xue Ling could only nod: "Done."
"What's the matter with you? If nothing happens, I'll go back to the inn." Xue Ling said.
"Of course there is something going on." Fang Bie said, "Would you like to come with me?"
Take a trip? Soak the pig cage?
Xue Ling asked: "What are you doing?"
Fang Bie smiled: "I'll take you shopping, do you like it?"
Saying this, Fang Bie reached out and grabbed Xue Ling's wrist, and walked out towards the crowd in the distance.
"Let's go to the black market in Luo City, and I'll buy you some improvement treasures and techniques."
The young man's voice fell into Xue Ling's ears inaudibly.
Xue Ling's face was imperceptibly hot.
Reddish.
