48 Hours a Day

The two assassins caught spoke harder than many had imagined.

The guard of the dungeon could not make them talk in any way, but this did not affect Clint's good mood. He and Zhang Heng are sitting in the guard room now, eating the newly roasted baby pig, while listening to the screams coming from the interrogation room at the end of the corridor.

“Interesting," Clinder put down the knife and fork, "I don't suppose Otrus would have guessed that I'd be helping him track down who killed him when he died. ”

Clint thought Zhang Heng would still not talk, because the latter had not said anything since he arrived in the dungeon with him, and a man sat there with his eyes closed without knowing what he was thinking.

Clindt thought Zhang Heng panicked because of Otruth's death. After all, Zhang Heng had no choice with him in the previous counseling incident, which made it easy for Clindt to suspect that he had snuck down to Otruth, and as a result, Zhang Heng's new thigh only appeared to die in less than half a day.

So Clint felt that he could still understand the grief in Zhang Heng's heart at this moment, but what he didn't expect was that Zhang Heng opened his eyes and asked, "When did you and Otrus meet? ”

“Well, about four years ago,” Clint was in the right mood to answer the question, and actually he needed someone to help him remember the toughest opponent he'd ever met in his life, so he was glad to say, "I just got to work with His Majesty, and we were fighting those damn Germanic tribes by the Rhine, and His Majesty told me about a man named Otrus, who was brainy and loyal enough, but I never saw Otrus. ”

“Was Otrus with His Majesty when you fought with the Germans? ”

“No, to be precise, Otrus is not in the barracks as we are, but stays in Rome to take care of his affairs for His Majesty. The division of labour between the two of us is clear, but he also makes some observations and suggestions from time to time about the fighting on the front line. He seems to know very well the minds, especially those of the civilians in Rome City, that he told His Majesty's folk that he was tired of the protracted wars over the years before he firmed Conmood's thought of putting an end to them. ”

Clinderton went on, and then he said, "Autrus seems to have his own way of gathering information, well... he knows what civilians think. It's not hard for me to understand, because you can pay people to go around town and ask people who live in the bottom what they think, but he's very clear about what nobility is thinking, which makes me a little difficult to understand, especially some very secret secrets, and the whole of Rome estimated that besides the fact that no one else will know, this guy is like some kind of witchcraft that can get into your head, which is one reason why I don't like him very much. ”

Seeing Zhang Heng was listening carefully, and now there was nothing else to do but eat pork and chat, Clint went on to say, "But His Majesty trusted him very much. To be honest, I have never seen His Majesty believe so much in a man, and I have always been quite good with His Majesty, but I know His Majesty will never trust me as much as he trusts Otrus, I admit I am a little jealous of that guy, but smart Otrus is not without fault.

“About three years ago, His Majesty briefly returned to Rome to marry Queen Crispina, and Autrus arranged for them to take a boat trip to the Tiber River, you know, mainly to give them a couple of spaces to get along, His Majesty didn't have a escort, and both the Queen were dressed as travellers, but I didn't expect to encounter a group of sailors collecting wages at the pier, blocking the river course, making a scene, luckily, at the end of the day, His Majesty and the Queen were fine, but when he came back, His Majesty was also somewhat dissatisfied with Autrus because he didn't get much news in advance of such a big thing. ”

Clinder felt sad, "It was also time for a few Ottrus to eat, and then I fought him for so many years, basically not taking advantage of anything, and this time, he was about to beat me, but he died in the hands of a bunch of assassins, which was really ironic, almost everywhere Ottrus died under a sudden arrow. ”

Clint says, "To our old friend! Though I've always treated him like an opponent, I'd think maybe one day we could sit down for dinner or something, but now this is never going to happen. ”

And at this point, a jailer with blood came over and paid tribute to Clint and Zhang Heng, "Two adults, one of the prisoners has decided to speak, but to tell you personally. ”

Clint leaves his mouth open and looks at the sun coming down the stairs outside, "Is it already dawn? It's going to be extra fast to remember the past. Sure, let's hear what he has to say. ”

…………

The younger assassin was the one who decided to ask, and she was still a woman, but after several rounds of torture, her physical condition was almost impossible to see.

Clint just glanced away and avoided spitting out the barbecued pork he had just eaten, but he still said warmly, "We don't really want to embarrass you. After all, you're all just tools. Tell us who's behind this, and I'll get you a doctor. ”

Yet the assassin smiled, “I know my wounds can no longer survive, can't they? ”

“Well, at least I can make you feel better about dying.” Clint shrugged.

The assassin nodded, "Then bring your head together and I'll tell you who the messenger is. ”

Clinder's eyes turned to the prison guard who tortured the female assassin, who nodded, indicating that the female assassin no longer had the ability to harm people.

So Clint put his face together and said, "Well, I've done what you said. ”

But then he was greeted by the female assassin's mouthful of blood, “Stop dreaming, you can destroy my flesh, but Kreis will take away my soul, because balance is hidden among all things, everywhere. ”

“Damn woman!” Clint was very angry when he was stabbed in the face, but he had lost someone he could retaliate against, because after saying that, the assassin used his last strengths and died with his eyes open.

“Didn't I tell you to stay alive?” Clint can only breathe air on a prison guard responsible for torture, "do you know how angry the Autrus advisor was assassinated? If you cannot find the Messenger behind this, you will not stay here. Go to the border post on the Rhine and accompany the stinking Germans! ”

Clint said as he pulled out his handkerchief and wiped off the saliva and blood on his face, then asked Zhang Heng, "What did she say at the end? Kleith, there's a balance between things and shit like that. You know what that is? ”

Clinder was just asking, and he didn't have much hope, but he didn't expect Zhang Hengzheng to say it later.

“Well, know something. ”