"You were poisoned."
"Poison?" Yang Dongqing looked at Su Mu: "That's impossible! I've never inhaled the poisonous gas from the fourth layer! How could I be poisoned?"
Su Mu smiled indifferently: "Who said that you were poisoned by level four poison?"
Was he confused because he couldn't figure out when Yang Dongqing was poisoned?
But Nan Mo behind him suddenly trembled, his pupils contracting violently, obviously realizing something.
Yang Dongqing noticed something strange about Nan Mo and reacted.
"Jasmine cooked that meal!?"
His expression was extremely rich at this moment; disbelief, anger, heartbreak, and other emotions were all integrated on his face.
"You Jasmine!"
"No! No!" Nan Mo explained with a pale face: "It's not me, I didn't poison it but…and I ate it too!"
"Miss Jasmine, you seem to have forgotten that you threw up earlier." Su Mu gently reminded.
"Then I didn't poison it either, Yang Dongqing, you have to believe me, I really didn't. Su Mu must have secretly poisoned me while I was cooking!"
Yang Dongqing's mind was extremely confused at this moment. His feeling of powerlessness increased, his breathing became faster and faster, and he felt like the world was spinning.
Plop!
He stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Yang Dongqing!" Nan Mo was so scared that her face turned pale and she immediately went to help him, but as a weak woman, how could she help a man with a body of steel?
"Okay, okay, actually that food is not poisoned."
Su Mu's words slightly lifted Nan Mo's mood, but he instantly collapsed onto the ground again.
"But it was really Miss Jasmine who poisoned me."
"You're talking nonsense! I didn't say it!" Nan Mo shouted a little rudely.
"No, you are.
The poison remained on his lips, ah, I almost forgot, it should have been eaten by Yang Dongqing just now, right? Maybe it tastes a little salty?"
Nan Mo was stunned for a moment and it took him a full two seconds to come to his senses and he looked at Su Mu in shock: "That's that glass of red wine! No… No, you drank it too, that's a glass of red wine!
You put poison on the rim of a red wine glass and then it splashed onto my lips!
I see! No wonder you made me drink a glass of red wine before leaving because I threw up before and wiped the poison off my lips, so you wanted me to make up for it! It's you!
Holy! holy! It wasn't me who poisoned her, it was Sumu who did it."
Yang Dongqing didn't seem to hear anything. He was a little lost at this time. He looked at Nan Mo with dark eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "Didn't you say that you snuck away before? Why did you leave? Did you drink red wine with him again? If you can accurately find my location, that means you've also been monitoring the surveillance, right?
So you were sitting in front of the surveillance screen with him, admiring my embarrassed state, talking and laughing while drinking red wine?
Yasemin... Which statement is true and which is false?!
Nan Mo was startled, and the hands that were supporting Yang Dongqing fell to the ground. Her beautiful face had no color at all, and she looked stupid, like a puppet that had lost its soul.
"By the way, Miss Jasmine not only drank red wine, but also ate a good piece of M9 steak," Su Mu gently reminded him.
double kill!
Double kill!
One sentence can destroy the psychological defenses of two people at the same time.
Looking at the two people who seemed to have lost their souls, Su Mu became a little emotional.
Love is so beautiful that two people who kiss passionately one moment become strangers the next.
"So can I ask a question now? Yang Dongqing…my classmate." He stood three meters away from Yang Dongqing with a gentle smile on his face.
But the smile that fell into Yang Dongqing and Nan Mo's eyes was like a devil's smile.
"You… ask." Yang Dongqing lowered his head and muttered.
"Okay, thank you for your cooperation, first question..."
"Go to hell!!"
A sudden change occurred, and Yang Dongqing, who was originally weak, was suddenly engulfed in flames. He squeezed the last bit of strength in his body and attacked Su Mu like a hungry tiger attacking food.
At this time, the distance of three meters between two people is the distance between life and death. With Yang Dongqing's steel body, even if his strength is weak, as long as he touches the sumu, he can basically be declared dead.
However, Su Mu seemed well prepared. He lightly jumped back and easily avoided Yang Dongqing's desperate counterattack.
Bang!
Yang Dongqing fell so hard that he made several holes in the hard ground. He had exhausted the last of his strength and could no longer stand up.
I'm not willing to give in! Anger! Hatred! All kinds of negative emotions filled his eyes, and he looked at Su Mu as if he wanted to tear her apart.
"I honestly expected you not to cooperate. After all, isn't that how TV dramas play out?" Su Mu gently patted the dust off Yang Dongqing's shaking body as he fell to the ground.
"Now let me ask you some questions."
"You're dreaming! Even if I die, I won't tell you about this despicable villain!" Yang Dongqing roared unwillingly.
Su Mu didn't care and shrugged helplessly: "Looks like I need to use some special methods."
"No!" In despair, Nan Mo ran over and took Su Mu's clothes, her delicate face filled with tears.
"Please, please don't hurt him!"
"Jasmine…" Yang Dongqing's eyes were red, and there were mixed emotions in his heart.
"You didn't want that!"
"Holly, I'm sorry for you, I can't let him hurt you again..."
A man and a woman looked at each other tenderly, their eyes red.
"Hey." Su Mu stood between the two and sighed deeply: "You really make me look like a bad person by doing this. Frankly, I just want to ask a few questions, why do you want to force me?
In this situation, I have no other choice..."
Uh-huh!
A silvery light flashed.
Immediately afterwards, Su Mu felt a chill run down his neck, and the sharpness hurt his skin. It was a cold light dagger, and the owner of this dagger was none other than Nan Mo!
"lider!"
"Protect the leader!"
Zhao Chaoyao and the others' expressions changed greatly, and they were about to hurriedly head over.
"If you dare come here, I will kill him!" Nan Mo roared like a kitten whose fur had burst.
Zhao Chaoyao and the others immediately guarded themselves and did not dare to take any rash steps.
"Su Mu, let Yang Dongqing go immediately, or I…will kill you!" Although Nan Mo's hands were shaking, his eyes were extremely harsh because he knew that he was protecting what he knew.
"Jasmine! Leave me alone, you go first!" Yang Dongqing was more worried about Nan Mo than his own safety.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you two are so stubborn and have made up again? Do you have a minute?" Su Mu, who was being held hostage, sighed with emotion.
"Su Mu, please immediately order Yang Dongqing to be released!" Unlike Su Mu who was relieved, Nan Mo was very anxious and nervous.
However, Su Mu didn't seem to hear anything and said to herself, "Although the process is filled with the sour smell of love, it's still wonderful, especially the ending. I like unexpected reversals like this. In the beginning, I was protecting Yang Dongqing. Before his death, he reciprocated but ignored you, Miss Jasmine.
You are very brave, but not everyone has the courage to take the opportunity to hide a dagger in the Viper Gang and take me hostage.
Only..."
Su Mu suddenly changed the subject and her voice became deeper: "Miss Jasmine, are you really sure that the person you are holding hostage is me?"