Chapter 809 Something Is Wrong with Kyoto! Burning Kyoto! [5100]

Accompanied by an indifferent voice without any emotion, Toshizo Hijikata turned his head slightly and glanced at the executioners aside from the corner of his eyes.

Suddenly, they felt their skin tingling, as if what was shooting at them was not the sight, but knives, like falling into an ice cave, and they shivered several times uncontrollably.

After hurriedly responding, they rushed out of the prison as if they were running away.

After a while, they returned to Hijikata Toizan and others, and there were two more five-inch nails and two hundred-eye candles in their hands.

"Do it."

Saying that, Hijikata Toizo untied the Izumi Mamoru Kanesada from his waist, and sat on a wooden barrel not far away with his golden sword, his hands folded at the bottom of the handle, and he held the sword in front of him, He looked at the pale and trembling Yuya Kiemon with cold eyes.

The executioners looked at each other, and then gritted their teeth in unison.

There was obviously no prior discussion, but they acted with great understanding.

They pounced on Yuya Kiemon, put down the two boulders on his legs, and untied his legs.

Before Yuya Kiemon could take a breath, a new nightmare came.

The executioners divided the work and cooperated——

One person controlled his head to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide.

One person hugged his body tightly to prevent him from moving.

One person held his legs so that he could drive nails into his feet.

Another holds a hammer and five-inch nails.

When the skin on the instep felt the cold and sharp touch of the nails, Yuya Kiemon could no longer pretend to be calm.

Although his expression was dominated by a strong look of fear, he still pursed his lips tightly, looking like "even if I am full of fear, I will not give in."

Of course, his "strongness" disappeared after 2 seconds.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-!!!"

The executioner responsible for hammering the nails swung down the hammer in his hand.

The unparalleled pain put Yuya Kiemon's nerves under tremendous pressure in an instant.

The shrill scream seemed to tear off his vocal cords.

Even the executioners who were accustomed to seeing horrific scenes, as well as the stubborn Serizawa Duck, couldn't help but change their expressions after hearing such tragic cries.

Only Hijikata Toshizo remained the same, with no sadness or joy on his face, no strange color at all, and he didn't even move his brows.

"Move quickly, I'm in a hurry. If you take your time, don't blame me for punishing you."

Yuya Kemon's screams were certainly terrifying.

But for the majority of the Shinsengumi team members, the angry "Deputy Commander" is even more terrifying!

Under Hijikata Toshizo's urging, the executioners did not dare to neglect.

Within a moment, both of Yuya Kemon's feet were turned into a bloody mess, which was too horrible to look at.

And this is just the beginning.

The executioners hung thick ropes from the rafters and hung him upside down.

The two large iron nails on his feet were turned upside down because of his body hanging upside down. The executioners set up a hundred-eye candle on each of the nails and lit them.

In the blink of an eye, the hot wax flowed down from the soles of Yuya Kiemon's feet like sticky hot lead, dripping onto his calves.

The dizzy feeling of the body hanging upside down, the severe pain of the feet being pierced, the heat and sticky texture of the dripping wax... any of the above are enough to make one's hair stand on end!

Bearing all these pains at the same time... it's like falling into hell!

I am afraid that even if I exhaust all human languages, I cannot accurately describe the devastation it causes to people!

Yuya Kiemon, who was still able to maintain his integrity during the Ishibashi torture, could no longer maintain his calm and heroic demeanor at this time.

"Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

Incessant screams.

Distorted expression.

It can be said that those who see it are trembling with fear and those who hear it are trembling!

Not long after, the wax oil flowing down gradually solidified and covered the calf, like being stuck in a quagmire. Every pore on the leg was blocked, which made people extremely uncomfortable and added another layer of pain.

On the other hand, the two hundred-eye candles have just faded a little.

Hijikata Toshizo spoke calmly:

"Tell me, who are you? What's going on with that warehouse full of weapons? What are you planning?"

"...I, I...as a...good man who stands upright...will never...succumb to...the enemy...because of pain..."

After hearing this, Hijikata Toisho seemed to be amused and burst into laughter.

"Okay! I have the guts!"

"In that case, let me open my eyes again."

"I really want to see how long you can last."

"Don't let me down, we have plenty of hundred-eye candles."

Having said this, he turned to look at the executioners on the side.

"If the wax solidifies too much and is too thick, remember to peel it off. Otherwise, he won't be able to feel the burning heat of the wax all the time."

"yes!"

The screaming continued.

The torture is still going on.

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Kyoto, Gion——

The two dusty ronin looked around, then lowered the low-brimmed bamboo hats in their hands and continued to move forward.

Suddenly, a beggar in ragged clothes and unkempt hair jumped out of the thorn, blocking their way.

"Two gentlemen! Please be kind! I haven't eaten for three days! Please reward me with some money! If you don't have money, I can give it to the stutterer! Please! The merit is immeasurable! The merit is immeasurable!"

Because of the low-brimmed bamboo hats on their heads, although the facial expressions of the two ronin cannot be seen, from their actions and words, it can be seen that they are very unhappy.

"Smelly beggar, get out! Don't come near us!"

"We have no money, and even if we have money, we won't give it to you. Ask others!"

With that, they walked around the beggar without hesitation and walked away.

The beggar sighed heavily, drooped his head, retreated to the street with a look of disappointment, and curled up in the corner.

At first glance, this seems to be just a common "beggar begging for money" on the street, and no one would pay special attention to this kind of thing.

However, if you look closely, you will find that after the beggar retreated to the corner of the street, he pulled down the tattered Sojuro headscarf on his head to hide his eyes, and quietly squinted his eyes, staring at the two ronin's backs that were getting farther and farther away without blinking.

[Note: Sojuro Turban: A men's turban designed by Sawamura Sojuro in the Edo period]

His expression was completely different from the shabby and dirty one just now. He was only thinking and considering, and muttered:

"Choshu accent..."

Who would take the initiative to pay attention to an inconspicuous and dirty beggar on the street?

No one noticed that the beggar quietly retreated and disappeared into the deep alley with no one in the blink of an eye...

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Kyoto, Sanjo Avenue, Izutsuya——

"Boss! Who is the boss?"

Two young samurai lifted the door curtain and swaggered into the store.

"Hey! Here I come!"

A middle-aged man with half white beard and hair ran out from the inner room swiftly and knelt to greet the guests.

"Boss, we are going to have a banquet tonight! Do you have a room?"

Hearing that it was a big business, the boss smiled and became more enthusiastic:

"Of course there is a room! How many people do you want to prepare?"

"About 30 people. Here, this is the deposit."

"Okay! Sir, please rest assured, we will prepare the banquet properly!"

After giving the order, the two warriors did not stay for long, leaving a sentence "Boss, I leave it to you", and then strode away.

"Hey, everyone, big business is coming! It's time to get busy!"

The boss rolled up his sleeves and rushed to the kitchen in a hurry.

A ronin who was hiding in the stairs and staying in this hotel was drinking alone while listening to the conversation between the boss and the two warriors.

While there was no one around, he sneaked onto the street and disappeared in the crowd...

...

...

Kyoto, Sanjo Avenue, Ikeda-ya——

"Tainosuke! Tainosuke! Where are you?"

"I'm here."

"Wow! Are you... Tainosuke?"

"Yes, I'm Tainosuke."

"Oh, right! I almost forgot again... Tainosuke, sorry."

Before the boss finished speaking, "Tainosuke" said first:

"It's okay, it's my own problem, I'm too inconspicuous."

"Tainosuke, where have you been? I was just calling you."

"I've been sweeping the floor here."

"Huh? Were you sweeping the floor? Oh, forget it, this kind of thing is not important. Tainosuke, quickly carry all the rice to the back kitchen."

"Okay, no problem."

After that, "Tainosuke" leaned down and carried the heavy rice bags on one shoulder.

The boss was amazed when he saw this:

"Tainosuke, you look so thin and small, but I didn't expect you to be so strong! We are so lucky to hire you as our store's assistant!"

"You are too kind."

"Tainosuke" said a few humble words and quickly moved the bags of rice into the back kitchen.

Looking at the hard-working "Tainosuke", the boss nodded with satisfaction and went to do other things.

When "Tainosuke" finished moving the last bag of rice-

"Meow~~Meow~~Meow~~Meow~~Meow~~Meow~~"

Suddenly, a cat's meow came from outside the store.

One short, three long, and one short.

If ordinary people heard it, they would probably just think it was a wild cat calling nonsense.

However, when "Tainosuke" heard the sound, he was slightly stunned, then turned his head and looked around.

After confirming that there was no one around, he walked quietly towards the back door of the hotel.

Soon, he came to a hidden place behind the hotel and put his head close to a shoji.

[Note: Shoji: a baffle set on the inside of the door, window or corridor in Japanese houses. The wooden frame is covered with highly light-transmitting paper and is used for lighting the house. It is also called "Ming shoji."]

Outside this shoji is a deserted intersection.

[Note: a small road between two rows of houses without eaves.]

Looking up, a mosquito net merchant with a shoulder pole and a large paper-pasted box hanging on both ends of the pole, filled with mosquito nets, was standing outside the shoji.

Once summer comes, mosquito net merchants who repeatedly call out "mosquito net~~mosquito net~~" can be seen everywhere.

Seeing that "Tainosuke" is coming, the mosquito net merchant hurriedly leaned over after a strange pause, and the two began to talk across the shoji.

"Deputy Captain, there is a situation. "

Some days ago, when Tojo Shintaro arrived in Beijing, Qing Deng told him at the welcoming banquet that in order to keep an eye on Ikedaya, he had sent out a capable general who was good at hiding himself.

The capable general he was talking about was none other than the vice-captain of the 9th Division - Yamazaki Jun.

When it comes to "hiding yourself", even if you search the entire Shinsengumi, you can't find a second person who can compete with Yamazaki Hao. He is really the best undercover candidate.

After receiving the task of "surveilling Ikedaya" from Aoto, Yamazaki Hao changed his name to "Tainosuke" and went to apply for the job of Ikedaya's successor. With his extraordinary physical fitness and hard-working attitude, he successfully got the job. Joined the company and have been lurking ever since.

As for this mosquito net merchant, he is a member of the Ninth Division and a well-trained ninja. He often disguises himself as a mosquito net merchant, a wine seller, and other pedestrians. He is responsible for observing the movements on the street and serving as a messenger. contact person.

Yamazaki Hao asked bluntly while paying careful attention to the movements around him and being careful to be careful that the walls had ears.

"What happened?"

The mosquito net merchant swallowed his saliva and said:

"Vice Captain, there is a large-scale abnormality from Gion to Sanjo Avenue."

"Or there may be suspicious ronin appearing on the street."

"Or there may be unidentified samurai who go to hotels, izakayas or restaurants to book banquets of different sizes and times."

"So far, the shops where samurai have come to book banquets are Izutsuya in Sanjo Ohashi and Hamuraya in Gion..."

After Yamazaki Hao listened carefully, he looked thoughtful

"...It's troublesome. The people with lofty ideals have made a big move."

"Obviously, their inexplicable actions were intentional."

"They deliberately made some actions that have no practical significance to confuse us and confuse our hearing and hearing, so as to cover up their real actions."

The mosquito net merchant frowned slightly:

"Vice Captain, how should we act now?"

Yamazaki Hao replied calmly:

"We are only responsible for collecting intelligence, not analyzing it, let alone making decisions. These are other people's jobs."

"Pass on my order: Everyone stick to their posts, continue to observe and monitor, don't do unnecessary things, and report everything you see or hear truthfully."

"Also, from now on, our intelligence transfer with Otsu cannot stop."

"Every time we learn new information, regardless of its content, we will quickly send it back to Otsu."

The mosquito net merchant nodded vigorously:

"Yes! I understand!"

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Kyoto, Mibu Township, Shinsengumi camp, prison——

As time passed, the screams gradually turned into moans.

With his physical strength gradually declining and his vocal cords overwhelmed, Yuya Kiemon could no longer shout and could only moan meaninglessly "ho" and "ho".

Less than half an hour had passed since he was tortured.

It must be said that his will is indeed firm and his perseverance is quite tenacious.

Even though he suffered pain, burning, dizziness and other pains at the same time, he still didn't even say a word.

Serizawa Duck is a quick-tempered person.

Seeing the other party speaking so harshly, he was already full of anxiety.

If Hijikata Toshizo hadn't been here, he might have given the other party a little more trouble.

Fortunately, Hijikata Toshizo is here.

Hijikata Toshizo is ready to compete with the force of Serizawa Kamo and the authority that allows him to temporarily take orders.

If it were anyone else, he might not be able to make Serizawa Duck be so obedient.

Except for Serizawa Duck, all the executioners were scratching their heads and scratching their heads, anxious.

Only Hijikata Toshizo remained calm, sitting with a straight face, no expression on his face, and it was impossible to guess what he was thinking now.

At this time, a certain executioner said to Toshizo Hijikata:

"Deputy Commander, the candle on his feet is about to burn out!"

Hijikata Toshisan said without raising his eyelids:

"Do you still need to report this kind of thing to me? Since the candle has burned out, why don't you replace it with a new one?"

"yes!"

The executioners responded and turned around to leave.

After a while, he came back with two brand-new hundred-eye candles.

Looking at these two candles, Yuya Kiemon felt like he was returning to the light.

His originally lifeless eyes suddenly widened, filled with fear.

Compared with a happy death, life is worse than death, which is actually the most painful suffering in the world.

The last "line of defense" in his mind finally collapsed completely with the appearance of these two new candles.

"I...said...I...all said...don't...torture me anymore..."

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the prison suddenly changed.

Hijikata stood up vigorously and said:

"Put him down."

The executioners hurriedly lowered Yuya Kiemon from the beam.

Hijikata Toshizo wanted to mock the other party a few words - Huh? Didn’t you say that you are an upright man? Didn’t you say you would not surrender to the enemy? Why did the eggs shrink so quickly?

However, the situation was urgent, and Hijikata Toshizo would not delay important matters for such an inconsequential addiction.

He winked, ordered the executioners to leave, and then asked Yuya Kiemon:

"What's your real name? Are you a man of lofty ideals?"

Yuya Kiemon's "backbone" was completely broken.

Faced with Hijikata Toshizo's question, he replied feebly without hesitation:

"My name is... Shuntaro Kotaka... I am... a man of high moral standards..."

Hijikata Toshizo asked:

"What's going on with the warehouse full of weapons? What are you planning?"

Yuya Kiemon...or Furutaka Shuntaro hesitated for a while and gave up struggling:

"We are going to burn Kyoto on the night of July 17th...while the people of Kyoto are watching the Yamaboko...while the chaos is going on...to kill Aizu Marquis...and Saigo Yoshinosuke of Satsuma...and then...invite the Emperor...to move to Choshu..."

After the words fell, the cell was terribly silent...

Both Hijikata Toshizo and Serizawa Kame were shocked and speechless.

About 10 seconds later, Serizawa Kame broke the silence:

"July 17th...isn't that today?"

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PS: The store run by Yuya Kiemon should be a coal store, not an antique tool store, please know.

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