Chapter 76 Disharmony
Mingcheng looked up suddenly.
If he still doesn't realize that he has been cheated, he is a fool.
He forced himself to remain calm, decided to struggle a little longer, and forced a flattering smile: "Girl, what are you doing? What do you mean by twenty-one? How come I don't understand?"
"It's okay, you don't have to understand, as long as I understand." Nan Xiao narrowed his eyes into crescents and smiled.
Mingcheng chuckled disdainfully, too lazy to pretend anymore. The smile on his face disappeared instantly, replaced by an indifferent expression.
He asked, “When did you find out?”
Nan Xiao tilted his head and smiled, "Now."
“…………”
Got fooled.
Realizing this, Mingcheng's face suddenly turned gloomy, his eyes widened, and he stared at Nan Xiao as if he was about to spit fire.
"You cheated me."
Nan Xiao walked around him, frowned slightly, and slapped Mingcheng on the bump without warning. The latter's facial features were distorted with pain.
“Ouch…it hurts…it hurts…”
He roared, "What are you doing, you little bitch?"
Mingcheng's eyes were bloodshot and he stared at her intently. She had better pray that she would not fall into his hands in the future, otherwise... he would use all kinds of torture on her... and torture her to death.
"I don't like your expression right now." Nan Xiao said seriously.
This guy seems too pretentious, like he thinks he's some important person. I still like the way he was groveling and cowering just now, hehe...
Mingcheng: “…………”
Are you sick!!!
I don’t care whether you like it or not!
When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Mingcheng turned his head away and didn't bother to pay attention to her.
If he could get out of this cell once, he could get out a second time. He just had to wait until they left. Mingcheng silently comforted himself in his heart.
As long as he didn't say anything, what could they do to him? He had plenty of time to waste with them anyway.
Guard No. 1 hesitated and said, "Miss, if this person is Prisoner No. 21, then where is the original guard?"
There is no way to hide people in this place. How did this person replace one of their prison guards silently without being noticed?
"Heh~He's dead..." Mingcheng interrupted with a sarcasm.
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and "bang!" Another big punch landed mercilessly on his face.
"What are you doing..."
If you want to torture him, then do it. If he frowns, he's not a man. Who are you insulting by slapping him in the face?
Nan Xiao said casually: "It's not your turn to speak yet, shut up."
Qiao Yue frowned slightly, with a puzzled look in her eyes, "Junior Sister, have you figured out something?"
Nan Xiao curled the corners of his mouth, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he slowly said: "I do have some ideas."
Mingcheng wanted to make a sarcastic remark, but when he remembered the two slaps he had received earlier, he shut up in time and snorted coldly to express his disdain.
Nan Xiao didn't hit him this time. He walked slowly up to him, stared into his eyes, and said with a half-smile, "Is it possible that there is no other prison guard at all?"
The expressions on their faces varied, and confusion filled their glances. Only Mingcheng's body stiffened for a moment, his expression frozen.
Nan Xiaopu noticed his abnormality, raised his eyebrows slightly, and the smile on his face deepened.
I was only 50% skeptical just now, but now I am 80% sure.
Guard No. 2's eyes widened in disbelief. "This...this is impossible! How could we not notice one more or one less person?"
They also count the number of people every day, and if there are too many or too few people, they will definitely find out at the first time.
Guard No. 1 also scratched his head, his eyes full of confusion: "Yes, young lady, what do you mean by that? We are stupid and don't quite understand."
Nan Xiao lowered his head and chuckled, then clamped Mingcheng's chin with one hand and forcibly lifted his face up.
Mingcheng would rather die than obey, and kept struggling
Nan Xiao pinched his face and threatened fiercely: "If you dare to move again, I will beat you."
The next second, Mingcheng became quiet. He clenched his teeth and stared at her fiercely with his dark eyes, as if he wanted to eat her alive.
Nan Xiao didn't care much about this. She waved to the prison guards, "Come here and take a look. Do you really recognize this face?"
"What's his name? Can you tell me?"
Several prison guards walked up to Mingcheng, looked at him carefully, and slowly started a discussion.
"How could I not recognize him? He is...is..." Prison Guard No. 2 was full of confidence, but when the words came to his lips, his mind went blank.
“Who is he…?”
"Yeah, he looks so familiar, but why can't I remember his name?"
“······”
Several prison guards took turns looking for a long time, but no one could call out Mingcheng's name.
This is too weird.
"What's going on, Junior Sister?" Qiao Yue asked.
Although she noticed that there was something wrong with the prison guard at first, she did not think that the man in black was impersonating him.
How did Junior Sister know that?
Nan Xiao released Mingcheng's chin, pointed at his hand and said, "Senior Sister, look at his hand."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Mingcheng's hands. His hands were dark and slightly rough, and there didn't seem to be anything special about them. They were just a pair of hands that couldn't be more ordinary.
At most, she is just a little better looking than ordinary people.
Nan Xiao knew what everyone was thinking, so he called Prison Guard No. 1 over and said, "Stretch out your hand."
Guard No. 1 obeyed. Nan Xiao pulled Mingcheng's hand out again, and putting their hands together, asked, "What can you see?"
"His fingers are long and well-proportioned, and look better than mine." Prison Guard No. 1 answered with a simple and honest look on his face.
If this boy's skin was whiter, he would probably look better.
Nan Xiao: “…”
She pursed her lips and said, "You're right about one thing."
"ah??"
Now it was Prison Guard No. 1's turn to be confused. He was talking nonsense.
Nan Xiao first pointed at the palm of Prison Guard No. 1 and said slowly, "Look, those who often hold swords or carry knives often have calluses on the palm, base of the thumb, and the base of the ring finger." She then turned her gaze to Mingcheng's palm. "But his calluses are concentrated on his thumb and index finger... What does this mean?"
"It means he's not good with a sword, or you could say he doesn't know how to use it."
"What do you mean?" the guard asked
Nan Xiao narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression serious. "From what I know, prison guards have to train and patrol every day. With knives and swords constantly in their hands, even if they don't use them well, calluses should form on their palms."
"But you can see there are no signs of training on his palms or base of the thumb. Instead, his thumb and index finger are covered in calluses, indicating that he is skilled with the arrow. That's the first point."
Nan Xiao made a "yeah" gesture with his fingers and continued, "Secondly, as the prison guard said, his hands are very beautiful."
"Such a beautiful pair of hands, paired with such an ordinary face, don't you think it's inconsistent?"
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