Yuan Yuanyuan didn't go up to them directly, but stood aside to watch. Almost everyone around was wearing a mask, and Yuan Yuanyuan kept wondering what this scene looked like... Then she suddenly realized that it seemed to be the scene she had seen in HP, where a group of dark wizards surrounded and killed a Muggle professor...
It was a little bloody and a little uncomfortable. Yuan Yuanyuan felt a little nauseous as she thought about it. It was her first time to participate in such an occasion, so she didn't know what to do, but she had a vague feeling that what happened next should be a little bit pornographic.
Sure enough, the next thing is to fight... Yuan Yuanyuan was wearing a mask, so her expression couldn't be seen, but she tried her best not to show any disgusted expression to prevent what she was thinking from being seen through her eyes.
"You still won't tell me?" said a masked man next to him. There was a ferocious beast on his mask. "Tell me, and we can become a family."
"Pah." The man on the ground said, "Who are you from?"
Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to ask if they could use some kind of magic to confuse them, mainly because fighting like this was too cruel, but then she suddenly felt that this group of people probably didn't want to get any clues, and this kind of fighting was probably just to vent their anger...
People kept coming up from behind and asking them what they were going to do. Yuan Yuanyuan thought, there's nothing to do... he's almost beaten to death.
As she watched, she felt a little sorry for what she was doing. But she didn't have any good ideas.
In a hurry, just before the next round of group fighting began, Yuan Yuanyuan suddenly stood up and said, "Why don't you let me give it a try?"
There was a sudden silence in the place for a second, and everyone looked at her.
Yuan Yuanyuan didn't waste any more words. She walked over, grabbed his hair and patted it. Seeing that he was still angry, she felt a lot more at ease.
"Yuan, do you want to get involved in this matter?" asked the boss at the top.
"No, I just think you are too inefficient." Yuan Yuanyuan said, "Leave him to me, I can get all the information out in a short while."
"By the way, you are a specialist in this business." The man above looked at Yuan Yuanyuan and said, "Since you took the initiative to ask for the reins, then he will be handed over to you. I hope you can get more out of him."
"Okay." Yuan Yuanyuan said.
She pulled up the man on the ground and walked forward. The man cursed as he walked. It seemed that he recognized who the person who pulled him was. His cursing was so colorful that Yuan Yuanyuan's face turned dark and he wanted to just leave him there and leave.
Calm down, calm down... Don't be impulsive. Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.
"You're the one who killed Master Jing!" The little brat on the ground was still cursing, "I know everything! Master Jing's body can't even be found. One day, people will avenge him! They will also avenge me!"
Yuan Yuanyuan thought to herself - Ah! I'm really sorry, I killed that traitor, I accidentally killed a traitor and you can't find his body, I'm really sorry!
But isn’t the man’s body right under the big tree behind the yard where we usually gather?
Don't mention that stuff! It makes me angry when I mention that stuff!
Yuan Yuanyuan frowned and threw the little brat in her hand into the corner. Then she took her little dagger and walked over with a "hehehe" expression on her face. Although she was wearing a mask, the other party couldn't see how obscene her expression was. But she still had some sense, and that's why she didn't dare to take off the mask.
"You'd better confess yourself, otherwise you won't feel comfortable when I confess for you." Yuan Yuanyuan's face was dark, so her tone was very bad, and it sounded like a monster trying to stop a child from crying at night.
"I won't tell you!" the child was still very stubborn.
Yuan Yuanyuan took out a leaf from her pocket and put it in her mouth, thinking, little brat, you probably don't realize the seriousness of the problem. No one wants to extract information from you right now. After all, looking at you, it seems that you don't know anything at all, so we just want to kill you. Otherwise, with your limited ability, you would have said everything that should and shouldn't be said.
The illusions and magic tricks of monsters can accomplish many things, otherwise why would they call the concubine who brought disaster to the country a monster concubine?
Yuan Yuanyuan held a leaf in her mouth, approached, gently used an illusion, and then asked, "Tell me, what do you know?"
The boy's eyes were a little dull, which was a sign of being under an illusion. Yuan Yuanyuan looked at him and suddenly tears came down.
"It's okay, give up fighting." It's useless. I'm the best illusionist in the world, okay?
The boy shook his head.
Yuan Yuanyuan looked at him with loving eyes and thought, "Bu Fang Saonian, do you feel that you have a burden in your heart? You don't need to do that at all."
It was your boss who asked you to say this, why do you have such a heavy psychological burden?
So, under her loving gaze, the boy told her everything he knew. Yuan Yuanyuan's questions were very skillful, and she didn't let him really say anything fatal. She thought the things she tried to get out of him were pretty good, but after the boy finished speaking, he came to his senses and seemed to have collapsed, refusing to say anything more.
"Child, your mental quality is not good. Look at me, I have fallen into such a miserable state, but I still want to help you." Yuan Yuanyuan shook her head and turned to report the results to the eldest brother. She didn't know the specific situation of the boy.
When she came back at night, she heard that the boy was severely beaten up and then released. It was a much better result than she expected. She had originally expected him to die quickly, but she didn't expect him to survive.
After a tiring day, Yuan Yuanyuan crawled back home. As soon as she got home, she lazily lay on the bed. Fat Cat, who had been obsessed with writing fan fiction recently, suddenly turned his head and frowned, "You smell very strongly of blood."
"Really?" Yuan Yuanyuan raised her arm and sniffed it. "There was a fight in the tavern today, and I came to join in the fun."
"Why are you hanging out in such a bustling scene when you don't have anything to do?" Fat Cat turned his head away. "If someone saw you, they would think you were a psychopath."
"What can I do? This is the money I earn." Yuan Yuanyuan buried her face in the pillow. The life of a spy was really hard. She began to regret it a little and wanted to go back to wash cups.
"It's not easy to make money nowadays, don't get discouraged if you encounter a little setback, little brat." Fat Cat said, "As long as the result is good, don't care too much about the process in between, and don't take it too seriously."
"I... will try my best." Yuan Yuanyuan turned over.
Then the next day, she went to the tavern and was not surprised to find that everyone was swearing at each other. The boy who was released yesterday was sitting in the middle of the hall, and the monsters surrounded him, asking him what happened.
Yuan Yuanyuan came over wearing a hat with a visor and came to the side of the boy to take a look at him. As soon as she passed by, she noticed something was wrong and asked the boy to stand up.
She picked up a fruit knife, walked over to the boy, told him not to move, and then inserted the knife into his wrist. Following the blood vessel, she pulled out a long, black worm.
The moment the bug was pulled out, it twisted wildly, trying to crawl back through her hand. Yuan Yuanyuan felt a chill, and with a backhanded knife, she nailed the bug to the ground.
There was a sudden silence in the place, and everyone was looking at the bug on the ground. Yuan Yuanyuan wanted to step on it. If there hadn't been so many people watching her, she would have actually done so.
"What...is this?" someone murmured.
"I don't know, but it looks like it's used for tracking or control." A monster who is also an expert in playing with insects said, "Do you still feel uncomfortable?"
"No, it's gone." The boy who had the bugs pulled out looked at the dead bugs on the ground with some shock and answered hesitantly.
"Hurry up and thank your Excellency." Someone patted him on the shoulder. "If it weren't for your Excellency, you wouldn't even know how you died."
"Oh, thank you, thank you, sir." The boy suddenly remembered this and hurriedly thanked Yuan Yuanyuan, his eyes shining.
Yuan Yuanyuan looked at the boy's sparkling eyes and suddenly remembered the look in his eyes yesterday as if he wanted to eat her alive.
Hey...why are there such big differences between people?
Yuan Yuanyuan slowly walked out of the crowd, went back upstairs, and hid behind the curtain. Everyone dispersed along the way and looked at her with respect, and no one whispered to her.
She sat behind the curtain and continued to serve wine and toast. Everything was normal and there was nothing wrong.
A person respected by countless people.
A person who is despised by countless people.
When will these two merge into one person?
Yuan Yuanyuan was not quite sure what was going on and just continued to serve and pour wine until news suddenly broke out that Yuan had extracted intelligence from members of an anti-war organization. Suddenly, Yuan's brutality rose to a new level.
In fact, all the insiders knew that Yuan was not responsible for gathering intelligence under normal circumstances...but the rumors spread more and more outside, and in the end even his own people believed it. Yuan Yuanyuan has recently received several missions to gather intelligence, and she felt deeply speechless every time.
This thing...it's not good to add water, and it's not good not to add water either.
She felt that if she tried to obtain intelligence too much, she might even end up losing her life.
Yuan Yuanyuan was confused for a while, but finally sighed.
Forget it, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda.
Today, Yuan Yuanyuan is still brainwashing herself crazily while happily being a spy.