48 Hours a Day

The dinner came to an end in a relaxing and enjoyable atmosphere. In fact, by the second half of the game, Kang Maud had left. Zhang Hengfa also wanted to leave, but considering the people he had previously created, he had to wait until the end of the dinner before leaving. Lucilla's visit this afternoon also reminded him that as he became more famous, his eyes on him had increased.

Dinner like this is not much for every participant, it is an important occasion to exchange feelings and make friends. Zhang Heng can't leave too early if he wants to maintain his previous intoxicating power.

Therefore, although Zhang Henginner is not very interested in this, he should appear to be interested.

He can't remember how many glasses of wine he drank, and the Roman aristocracy likes to drink with lead glasses, in addition to the fact that lead dan (red lead) effectively reduces the acidity in wine, and that tanks supplying urban water are often made of ceramic lead, as well as dishes, kitchenware, jewellery, cosmetics, and lead products almost everywhere… not to mention the fact that Roman aristocrats like to make lipsticks with lead dan or jusand (mercury red sulphide).

It is not difficult to understand why the Roman nobility is so difficult to procreate.

However, Zhang Heng doesn't really care about this, anyway, he will only stay in this copy for a year and a half, and when he returns to the real world, his physical condition will return to the copy before entering.

Therefore, in theory, Zhang Heng would not matter if he did not drink himself to death in a year and a half, like this chronic poisoning, but Zhang Heng suddenly felt dizzy while drinking with the same young man.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably only feel that he drank too much wine tonight. However, for a trained assassin like Zhang Heng, it was easy to realize that there was something wrong with the wine, not to mention that he had met with a Persian trainer not long ago, who had done the same calculation once, and Zhang Heng Nature would be particularly concerned about similar situations.

So immediately after drinking the first sip, he reacted, and through the mouth of the bread, Zhang Heng secretly spit the remaining liquor from his mouth in a pot of honey, then Zhang Heng pretended to be infinitely alcoholic, accidentally touching the pot to the ground. So immediately a maid went to clean the ground.

And the other waitress lifted up Zhang Heng and said, “Your Majesty has a statement, you can rest upstairs in the room if you are drunk. ”

Zhang Heng blurred. Although he spit out most of the liquor liquid, he could feel that the small bite he had drunk before was already in effect. Not only did his head faint, but his breathing began to accelerate. His pupils diffuse. After all, the dose was small enough. Within Zhang Heng's control, Zhang Heng estimated that he still had about 80% of his strength. In contrast, he could only be slaughtered if he drank all of the alcohol. In his current state, at least he still had enough self-preservation power.

In the beginning, Zhang Heng was somewhat surprised, because knowing that this is a palace, probably the hardest place to poison the whole of Rome, let alone so many guests tonight, now seems to be the only one who has been recruited, which means that the poisoned person has to control all the maids, and they even have a room for him.

This means that Khan Maud probably knew about it, or even acquiesced in it, thinking that Zhang Heng had guessed who was attacking him, he let go instead.

The maid lifted him upstairs to the room, unlike the magnificent hall below, which was empty with only two chairs facing each other.

The maid put Zhang Heng in one of the chairs and then lit the light and left.

Zhang Hengxuan closed his eyes, he hurried to feel the state of his body, and then analyzed what he had drank before, so that he could behave as if he had drank all that wine afterwards.

Besides Zhang Heng himself has lv1 herbal skills, there is also a part of the toxicology in the knowledge taught to him by the old Persian trainer. Zhang Heng presumes from his physiological response that the wine he drank may contain Dong Xuan.

Ordinary people may not know what dongxiao is, but most people should have heard the name of the vomiting agent.

The original vomiting agent was discovered by a gynaecologist, who injected the mother with some vegetable bases extracted from Dongxiao in order to reduce the suffering of the mother, and found that the mother would answer questions truthfully in an unconscious state, while there were precedents in TCM for using Dongxiao to treat mental mania and relieve pain.

Dong Xuan has a stimulating effect on the respiratory center. At the same time, it also diffuses eyes and has a clear inhibitory effect on the cerebral cortex, and the body reaction before Zhang Heng can be matched. However, what combines the smell, the feeling of crispness on the tongue is not deceiving. Furthermore, Dong Xuan itself is highly toxic. In theory, taking Dong Xuan directly wants to achieve the effect of the exhalant, the dose is sufficient to kill him. However, from Zhang Heng's current feeling, even drinking that glass of wine should not be enough to poison him.

That is, the other party did not intend to take his life, and there should be some other means to eliminate some of the toxicity of Dongxiao.

That's the information Zhang Heng got during this time.

Then he heard someone shouting his name in his ear.

Zhang Heng opened his eyes, but did not see anyone on the opposite chair, shouting his voice from behind him.

“Don't worry, I just want to ask you a few questions.” The man behind you said.

“Who are you and what's wrong with me?” Zhang Hengdu, who tried, seemed unable to turn his neck.

“You've had too much wine, I think you should get some rest. Don't worry, I'll take care of you. As for me, you should have heard my name. I am Autrus, like you, adviser to His Majesty. ”

“Are you Autrus, the guy they say hide-and-seek, who never really sees you? ”

Otrus laughed and seemed not to care much about Zhang Heng's verbal offense. He just said, "Yes, I know some people said that I was here. I don't care. You and I are consultants. You should know that our work serves His Majesty. As long as His Majesty trusts us, it doesn't matter what others think. ”

Autruston went on, "Well, that's a lot of gossip, let's get down to business. ”

“What's the point? ”

“Like I said, I want to ask you some questions, you just have to give me the answers, let's start with the southeastern city, you did a great job there, but I want to know what kind of deal you made with the Jews, I know Lockheed, I know that the old guy can't be frightened by a thousand guards, so I want to know what you promised Lockheed, whether it was written autonomy or something? ”

Lockheed's attempt to deal with Elder Divobrayeh was classified, and only the four people present at the time knew that Lockheed even made Zhang Heng swear that he would not be able to pass it on, otherwise the power of Divobrayeh in the Senate would most likely cause much trouble in the southeastern city.

Therefore, Zhang Heng had intended to make up a lie to deal with the problem, but just the next moment he suddenly remembered what Lucilla had said before he left, which sounded a little like a threat from Lucilla's impatient demise, especially the first half of which he didn't think anyone knew what you were doing.

But now Zhang Heng suddenly realizes that this is probably what Lucilla was reminding him, especially when the guy called the microphone from the beehive was there, and the latter didn't know if it was a hound or a blade of balance.

Zhang Heng realized that he had to make a choice. If the question was Otrus' test on him, then if he answered incorrectly, Otrus might soon discover that the vomiting agent had failed, so Zhang Heng silenced for a moment and said, “They let me deal with a person. ”

“Who?”

“Elder Divobrayeh, he's greedy. Lockheed doesn't like him. I shouldn't have said it. I promised Lockheed I wouldn't say it. ”

Otrus hummed, Zhang Heng tried to tell if he knew about it from the tone of Otrus, but unfortunately Otrus did a good job of hiding his emotions, and the rumor was just soft, “It's okay, I'll keep it a secret for you, we're friends, right? ”