Chapter 225 Mask
After tearing off the young man's face, Lin Hao moved forward to take a closer look, but was pulled back by Qi Shuo.
"Let me do it."
Qi Shuo felt a little helpless when he said this, but fortunately, he was relieved that Ah Hao did not argue with him.
Lin Hao silently watched Qi Shuo stretch out his slender fingers, slowly moving them along the contours of the young man's face until they stopped at his ears.
The skin next to the ear was pulled, and a piece of skin was peeled off bit by bit. The whole process looked weird and disgusting.
Lin Hao ignored these feelings and stared closely at the person who revealed his true face.
This was a man in his thirties with an ordinary appearance and a face shape similar to Du Qing's.
Qi Shuo looked at Lin Hao.
Lin Hao shook his head: "Never seen it."
When she was with Master Mingxin, her range of activities was limited and she didn't know many people.
"Since he appears in Du Qing's guise, he must be from Emperor Pingle's side." Lin Hao glanced at the mask Qi Shuo had thrown aside, and couldn't help but wonder, "Is this made of human skin?"
"It feels like some kind of gelatin." Qi Shuo didn't know much about disguises. "We can ask him when he wakes up."
The two waited patiently.
The man didn't know how long he had been unconscious. He finally opened his eyelids with difficulty and saw a strange young face.
After a brief moment of confusion, he suddenly sat up: "Who are you?"
Before he fell into a coma, he had the impression that the direction those officers took him to was not the government office at all.
He quickly looked around, his expression suddenly changing: "This is not the government office, and you are not officials!"
Qi Shuo smiled and said, "Who said that? You may not know that the government has secret agencies to investigate matters that are not convenient for public disclosure."
The man seemed to believe it and looked more nervous: "Then why are you arresting me? I am not the criminal in the wanted poster—"
With a mirror placed in front of him, the man's defense came to an abrupt end.
The face in the mirror was completely different from the one he had been facing before he fell into a coma, but it was also a face he was very familiar with.
That's his face.
The man subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face, and the person in the mirror did the same.
He suddenly put down his hand and looked at Qi Shuo. This time, his expression of fear was no longer fake.
"Can you now explain the purpose of your disguise?" Qi Shuo asked indifferently.
The man's eyes flickered, his mind in disarray. "Sir, aren't you looking for the murderer of Princess Yu Liu? This has nothing to do with my disguise, right?"
Qi Shuo gave him a cold look and said, "What a coincidence, I happen to know the person you are disguised as."
The man's expression was startled, and then he heard the other party say slowly, "He is still being held in Jinlin Guard."
"Who are you?"
Qi Shuo chuckled: "I should be the one asking you this question."
The man kept silent.
"Okay!" A joyful voice came from the corner.
The man looked over subconsciously.
When he woke up, he saw someone there, but his attention was quickly drawn to the young man in front of him, and he didn't care to pay attention to anything else. Now he looked over and saw that the person who made the sound was a graceful girl. There was another person beside her, who was picking something out of the stove with tongs.
The girl walked over briskly and stood beside the young man who was interrogating him, her face unable to conceal her excitement: "I didn't expect it would look so good when burned red."
The man listened to this and stared at the person who was walking towards him.
The man was dressed like an official, holding a red-hot iron mask on the tongs in his hand.
The man shuddered involuntarily and had a bad premonition.
Soon his premonition came true.
"This guy is so stubborn. It's a waste of time to argue with him." The girl smiled and pointed at the red-hot mask. "He likes wearing masks, right? Why not let him try this one?"
The young man smiled gently: "Okay."
The man's pupils contracted sharply.
Are this man and woman evil spirits?
Qi Shuo looked at the man with a calm gaze as if he was looking at a piece of wood: "Why don't you think about it again, whether to tell the truth or put on a new mask."
The man pursed his lips tightly, his face pale and frightening.
Qi Shuo glanced at his men.
The subordinate dressed in official uniform responded loudly and strode up to the man.
The man thought he would at least ask him a few more questions, but he didn't expect the officer to be so impatient that without even a hint of hesitation, he grabbed the red-hot mask with tongs and put it on his face.
At that moment, he even smelled the burnt smell of hair.
"I say!" He didn't have time to think, his instinct for survival made him blurt out.
"Stop first."
The scorching breath suddenly left, and the man broke out in a cold sweat on his back, his face full of fear.
The other party might be trying to scare him, but what right did he have to gamble? Moreover, he really felt that the other party didn't care.
"Tell me, who are you and why are you pretending to be—" Qi Shuo paused, his tone amusing, "Why are you pretending to be Xiao Wang?"
“I—” Although he spoke under threat, the man couldn’t continue.
Lin Hao suddenly had an idea: "I understand!"
The man looked at her.
"You're presenting yourself as the young prince to keep the neighbors from noticing someone else is living there. You're shielding the murderer of Princess Yu Liu!"
The Jinlin Guards have never given up searching for any escaped members of the group that intended to bomb Jinxiu Street. If a stranger suddenly appears in a residence, there is a risk of being discovered.
A man disguised himself as Du Qing, not only meeting Chen Mu's food and drink needs, but also making him disappear. After killing Princess Lingque, he hid in Du Qing's residence. When the officials searched, "Du Qing" appeared, and he was safe.
The man looked at Lin Hao in shock.
"Am I right?" Lin asked with a smile.
The man's expression kept changing.
Lin Hao stopped smiling and showed a look of disgust: "I know more than you think. If you wait for me to tell you everything, then the iron mask will be yours."
The man's temples jumped, and he was filled with confusion.
He really couldn't figure out how the girl in front of him knew that, but she was right.
Lin Hao simply gave it another push and whispered three words: "Emperor Pingle."
The man's eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen a ghost.
Lin Hao looked at him in confusion: "Don't you know that the man has long been in the sight of the Jinlin Guards? His arrested accomplices have confessed everything they can."
These words completely broke the man's defenses: "I said..."
Similar to Lin Hao's guess, this person indeed disguised himself as Du Qing to help Chen Mu cover up his tracks.
"Where are your other accomplices?" Qi Shuo asked.
The man shook his head. "We were all in one-on-one contact. One day, I received a letter to meet with my superior. In a teahouse, besides my superior, there was also a man. He touched my face little by little, and after a few days, he handed me a mask. Then I moved in there as Xiao Wang."
"Is the murderer who killed Princess Yu Liu here too?"
The man hesitated and nodded.
"How did he hide when the officers were searching?" Qi Shuo asked again.
"There's a rice jar in the woodshed..."
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