The Qin Dynasty entered the game with love.

Chapter 130: Clues in Doubt

Bai Changchuan was the one most affected by Ying Ji's amnesia.

Zhang Liang sensed the other party's amnesia even before he woke up, and after spending some time in Yongning Palace, he basically figured out how to deal with it.

Bai Changchuan stood outside the door, staring coldly at Zhang Liang: "You knew all along?"

Zhang Liang composed himself, a smile as usual appearing on his face: "Brother Bai, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand."

Bai Changchuan snorted coldly: "You know what it is in your heart. Ying Ji was injured, and the mastermind behind it has not been found yet. You have controlled all the schedules. It would be very easy for you to do something."

Zhang Liang's smile faded, and his tone turned cold: "Zhang Liang's intentions are no less than Bai Cejun's. If you have such thoughts, what you should do is win over the princess's heart."

Bai Changchuan scoffed: "Now you won't call me 'brother' anymore. You keep calling me 'brother' all the time, like a hen laying eggs. It's so annoying."

With a long stride, he left. Now that he was alright, he should arrange things at the military camp. He should be able to rest for a while and spend more time with Ying Ji, which might help him remember something sooner.

Zhang Liang watched the man turn away nimbly, his hands clenched tightly. Looking at the closed doors and windows, he sighed softly before slowly leaving.

Throughout the journey, he kept thinking about who had leaked the itinerary, but after reviewing it countless times, he couldn't find any clues.

Although everyone blamed him, Zhang Liang knew that all the personnel arrangements were made by the Bad People, and even if a message was to be relayed, it shouldn't have come out from there.

From the moment she returned to the city, the people who received her were all the princess's own people.

Even when going out for a stroll, it was all on a whim, and the masks I prepared filled a whole box, with the most common ones being randomly selected.

Even the routes were chosen arbitrarily, with surrounding streets and public officials present, and shady characters providing covert protection. Everything purchased was inspected before being taken into their hands.

Zhang Han is a man of impeccable character. He has been taking care of the princess ever since he first began to rise to prominence, and it is entirely impossible for him to betray her.

That means someone is orchestrating everything from behind the scenes...

But how did this person orchestrate all of this—the perfect terrain, the perfect location, the perfect timing?

The assassin's timing was too coincidental; there were no sudden warning signs, and several shopkeepers around him nodded to him, indicating that he had clearly been there for some time.

The household registration check revealed that he was a foreigner who had settled in the State of Chu. He spent his days loitering around the shops, trying to buy and sell things.

His behavior was exactly the same as that of an outsider. Even more coincidentally, this person was a spy from the State of Zhao, who was sent to the State of Chu. After the State of Zhao was destroyed, the State of Chu absorbed him and sent him to the State of Wei. As a result, the State of Wei knew that this person was from Zhao and sent him directly to the State of Qin as a spy for just over a month.

Everything seems to revolve around the six kingdoms, but the problem is, this person's poison doesn't come from the six kingdoms.

He was just a man from the Three Kingdoms period, yet the poisons he possessed were so potent that even the great physician Bian Le was helpless against them, and it could even be said that he had never seen them before.

What's even more suspicious is that the poison was so potent, yet it could be delayed, taking two hours from when the King of Qin took out the royal secret medicine.

Why not use a deadly poison that draws blood? What is the reason behind this?

It's as if everything has been calculated, and there's a certainty that a cure will be found...

Why am I so certain? Is there anything I haven't considered?

Zhang Liang pondered deeply but came to no conclusion. And this timeframe seemed a bit too fast; he had only rested for half a month, and his condition was perfectly normal, except…

memory!

Someone wanted to make Ying Ji lose her memory and orchestrated this series of events.

But how are these things done? Can memories really be manipulated?

Zhang Liang recalled how Ying Ji had acted when she met the two men; all her actions seemed completely unfamiliar.

The initial amazement, coupled with the awkwardness of not being very familiar with each other, made them want to escape from each other.

His actions were very similar to those of the King of Qin, meaning that during this period the King of Qin also knew about amnesia and taught him how to treat it.

Releasing them now serves as both a warning and a reminder to be more discreet.

Based on these small clues, Zhang Liang was able to deduce a general outline, but the most important point was the situation since Ying Ji woke up.

His daily virtual conversations with the princess have disappeared.

Judging from her previous behavior, the princess is most likely not from this world, but how could she escape Ying Zheng's observation?

Therefore, the King of Qin chose to let things take their course. Otherworldly souls, void connections, and objects from beyond this era appeared simultaneously, and how were they maintained?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Zhang Liang: "Tuanzi, the key to this is Tuanzi."

The timing of the princess's awakening was odd; once it was confirmed that Tuanzi wasn't there, everything would make sense.

Zhang Liang dared not send the Bad People to investigate, as they would only pass the information to the King of Qin, and he would have to plan carefully.

Although she had figured everything out, she still thought about how the two of them had been inseparable just a few days ago, but now, after only half a month, there was a sense of unfamiliarity and wariness in their eyes.

It is truly heartbreaking.

Zhang Liang gently stroked his cheek: "Now, it's only my physical appearance that keeps you here."

.........

Xianyang Prison

The assassin cowered and hugged his legs, his entire body covered in wounds.

Any sound around him would make him tremble uncontrollably.

Feeling an endless itch in my body, I started scratching again, even tearing off my skin.

When the executioner saw that the crowd had been apprehended, he poured a basin of ice water over them.

The person's hands, feet, and head are bound, and their mouth is secured with a mouthpiece to prevent them from biting their tongue.

They took out a jar, and someone put the powder into the nose.

Before long, the assassin's face was full of pleasure, his eyes were unfocused, and he was making muffled noises as if he were saying something.

Once everyone had calmed down, they untied the person and threw them aside.

The prisoner continued to question him repeatedly, and any incorrect answers were circled separately. He prepared hundreds of questions and would ask other questions from time to time.

The assassin was exhausted. The extreme pleasure in the illusion and the pain in reality made him extremely dependent on the daily "miracle drug," even though he knew it was like drinking poison to quench his thirst. As long as he could have a moment of pleasure, even just a moment would be enough.

There are still many questions today, but the answers are already obvious. By integrating the information, we can come up with some insights.

Because the criminal had spent so much time in the dark, he exuded a dangerous, effeminate aura, much like a snake. The minor officials around him dared not disobey this young man.

If you spend a few days in Xianyang Prison, no one will fail to recognize this ruthless man. He can always get what he wants from prisoners and never misses a chance.

The torturer took out the latest results of the interrogation and prepared to report them.

When they encountered Yang on the road, the man saw Xingren but was not intimidated by his cold demeanor. Instead, he smiled warmly and said, "Xingren, I brought you some food. Come and try it; it's a new variety."

The executioner gave a chilling smile: "I have some business to attend to. I need to go to the palace first. Lord Danyang has just been attacked and obtained something interesting that I need to report."

Yang didn't stay either: "Alright, business is more important, go quickly."

The executioner patted Yang on the shoulder and then hurriedly left.

Yang felt like his shoulder was about to be shattered, and he grimaced in pain: "This guy's grip is getting stronger and stronger."