The case of "three children mutilating corpses and setting fire" caused a huge stir in Rucheng.

Three children were killed in their home. Not only were their bodies brutally disfigured, but the murderer also tried to cover up the truth of their deaths by setting fires. It is said that the person who committed the crime was a young woman with an ugly appearance who could not lift her shoulders or lift her arms. Her cruelty and cunningness were simply unbelievable.

Disdainful.

This case is the worst criminal case in Rucheng in the past ten years. The news spread throughout Ruyang City the day after the incident. From the old father, the prime minister of Jiufang Kingdom, to the poor farmers selling vegetables, the people talking about it in the streets and alleys are crazy.

Mu Wanyun, at the end, had to shake his head and sigh: Poor Liu Qin'er, the three adopted sons that a girl's family worked so hard to take care of, suddenly disappeared! No one can accept this change...

The Rucheng County Government Office was under a lot of pressure. Due to insufficient evidence and the murderer's refusal to plead guilty, the county magistrate had to personally roll up his sleeves and interrogate several times behind closed doors, but there was no progress at all.

On the one hand, Mu Wanyun insisted that he had done nothing, but on the other hand, the people were deeply resentful and had several pairs of eyes staring at him! The county magistrate who was caught in the middle felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He had not had much rest all day and was so round.

My figure lost more than ten kilograms of fat in ten days.

Also reduced were Ling Yun.

The children's funeral was held in a grand manner. On weekdays, Miss Liu had a good relationship with the villagers and elders, and many people spontaneously came to pay their respects to the funeral.

On the day of the burial, Ling Yun sat in front of the tomb all night. He was a taciturn person, and there was no sign of much pain on the surface, but the faint look in his eyes when he looked at the tombstone, the pain written in the wind,

No matter who sees it, they will feel sour in their hearts.

On the second day after the burial, when the morning light had just passed over the mountains to the east and the sparkling sunlight passed around Ling Yun, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the gloom in his eyes faded away, leaving only a torch-like gaze as sharp as an eagle.

He stood up silently. It was cold in the mountains at night, and his clothes were wet with dew, looking a bit like tear stains. He turned back and took one last look at the children. Lingyun closed his eyes and left without looking back.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the tenth day after the incident, and it was also the tenth day that Wan Yun was imprisoned.

Wan Yun was huddled in the corner, smelling a bit rancid, hugging his knees and still in a daze.

Life in the prison was very hard, with only two meals a day, usually white steamed buns and water at noon, and white rice porridge at night, which was always enough to fill her stomach. Fortunately, she was a little girl. If she had been an older man, she would have starved to death in prison.

.

The warden is a very arrogant person. He wishes his eyes and nostrils were all on the top of his head. Prisoners like them always only use the 45-degree diagonal downward position. Moreover, he has a twisted heart. What he likes to hear most is the cry of others, no matter the prisoner.

Whether it's a family member or a prisoner, as long as someone listens, his eyes will immediately burst out with a strange light of extreme excitement, and the muscles on his face will twitch as if he has won the lottery.

The warden has been "making all the changes" in the prison for nearly fifteen years. To put it bluntly, the prisoner he dislikes the most over the years is Mu Wanyun.

This scary-looking ghost girl was a serious offender, and the warden didn't know what crime she had committed. In short, what the superiors told her was: Watch out! No mistakes can be made. He also specifically told her that she could not be executed privately.

The superintendent had no choice but to nod his head in agreement, thinking in his mind, how could there be any reason why serious criminals should not be lynched? It's just that this girl's family had some bad money, and her family spent a lot of money to save her some suffering.

The warden also has his own unique way of "dealing" with such prisoners. Can't he be punished? Well, I'll feed you! Since your family is rich, you will naturally coddle and pamper yourself in a gold and silver nest.

, who can endure the prison life of sleeping in the open air?

This is where he is smart. He never openly deducts the prison meal from the rich. Instead, he first withholds half of the meal when sharing the meal, and then secretly pretends to be "special care" while they are eating, and gives the prisoner a little more.

.In this way, not only can I hear their cries of hunger and wolf howling, but I can also get their heartfelt thanks at the same time. This kind of life is simply so comfortable!

When he took over Wan Yun, the warden also tried to use the same method to deal with her. In the first five days, he only gave her half of the prison food every day, and also gave her two "special care". But this damn girl never

She never complained, and she ate as much as you gave her. Even if the portions became smaller and smaller, she never asked more questions, let alone wanted to hear painful wails from her mouth.

The superintendent thought that she only had enough food for a chicken, and would never be hungry no matter what. He was so angry that he was itching his teeth. On the fifth day, he personally handed out food to the prison, and happened to witness Wan Yun just standing up and wanting to come.

After receiving the meal, he rolled his eyes and fainted. Only then did the superintendent suddenly realize - it turned out that this damn girl was not not hungry, but had been holding back!

The direct consequence of this discovery was that the Supervisor changed his tone on the spot and immediately decided to change his tactics. Are you very tolerant? Okay! Let me give you a tough move to see how long you can endure it!

On the night of the eighth day, Wan Yun, who had been interrogated three times by the county magistrate, staggered back to his cell under the strict guard of four supervisors.

Wan Yun's mental state was a little dazed. As she recalled the details of the day of the crime, she counted how many days she had not showered... When it was confirmed that it was the twelfth day, Wan Yun couldn't believe it. It had actually been twelve days.

No more bathing! She immediately lowered her head in frustration, wrinkled her nose and thought to herself silently, no wonder everyone avoided her, it was because she smelled too strong.

In fact, there was another reason why the supervisors avoided her, which was even more unbearable than the smell emanating from Wan Yun. Although they knew it very well, they did not dare to complain to each other, because if this secret was leaked,

If they go out, their good days will come to an end...

Wan Yun's steps were a little shaky, and it took him a long time to walk back to the prison. One of the supervisors took out the key from his waist and opened the door of the underground prison. As soon as he opened the door, Wan Yun saw the supervisor rubbing his hands in the cell.

Walking around the hall, looking a little anxious.

Hearing the sound of the door lock opening, the supervisor's eyes flashed, and he hurriedly stepped forward with a grin on his face, "Miss Mu, you are finally back! A young master is here to see you!"

Wan Yun avoided his flattering gaze uncomfortably, and without asking any questions, he turned around and looked for Lin Yun's figure in the prison hall.

There are only two noble gentlemen she knows, one is Lin Yun, and the other one is absolutely impossible to appear here at this time.

After scanning around, he didn't see his iconic light blue shirt. Wan Yun turned his head and said, "Where is the person you are talking about? Where is he?"

The warden immediately led the way diligently, pointing and jokingly said: "You are so lucky, girl. This young man takes great care of the girl. He asked to enter your separate cell as soon as he came. He must have wanted to know your situation in the cell.

…”

Pamper? Wan Yun smiled and shook his head. This supervisor was really exaggerating. He even used such a cheesy word as pamper. Lin Yun was not Mo Qianran. If he could pamper himself, then he would probably be an ice sculpture.

They can all be resurrected...

After thinking about it, I arrived at my cell at the corner. The wooden cell door was now wide open, and a light blue figure was sitting on the haystack in the corner where Wan Yun usually sat. A pair of familiar glazed brown eyes were in the darkness.

Shining like the brightest star in the night sky.

Ling Yun sat cross-legged and raised her eyes to look at Wan Yun, who was covered with iron and stilettos outside the prison door. His eyes were light but serious, silently looking at her from head to toes and then from feet to head.

Realizing that he was observing her, Wan Yun's face immediately turned red with embarrassment, and she quickly turned around, combing her hair and straightening her clothes... After all, she hadn't taken a shower in twelve days, and she struggled for a long time.

Afterwards, Wan Yun turned around and greeted with a smile: "Lin Yun, long time no see."

Seeing that their emotions were normal, the supervisor gave a discerning wink and left only one person to watch from a distance while everyone else withdrew.

Ling Yun's eyes were still on Wan Yun. Seeing that she was stiff and unwilling to enter the cell, he thought she had resistance to the cell, so he got up and walked in her direction very considerately.

"Stop!" Wan Yun panicked and raised his palms in a "stop" motion.

Lin Yun could smell the bad smell on her body if he walked further! If such a god-like man could smell the smell on her body, he might as well kill her with a knife!

Seeing the panic in Wan Yun's eyes, Ling Yun paused and stopped there.

"How are you these days?" Wan Yun took two steps back guiltily, not daring to look at him.

"You've lost weight." Ling Yun was as concise as ever.

Wan Yun was thinking nonsense in his mind, who can’t lose weight after entering a cell? Then he thought about it, that’s not right! I asked him if he was okay, how could he answer me that he had lost weight?

Before she could turn around, Ling Yun said lightly: "Is the iron hook heavy?"

Tielu? Wan Yun opened his mouth in astonishment. He looked down at Tielu, who was well hidden under his sleeves, and then looked up at Lingyun with bright eyes. He suddenly felt that it was in vain to hide anything in front of such a shrewd person.

.

"Actually, I didn't notice it. It was just that when you first entered the prison, you heard the sound faintly, but then it disappeared." Ling Yun's eyes contained a hint of displeasure.

"I didn't mean to hide it from you." Sensing that the temperature around him began to drop, Wan Yun quickly explained to him: "This iron stick looks a little scary, but it's actually nothing. I was afraid that you would worry, so..."

"I don't like your forbearance."

Ling Yun neatly cut off Wan Yun's unspoken words. He put his hands in his sleeves and looked at her deeply.

I like your stubbornness, but I hate your forbearance. The former allows you to do anything without scruples, while the latter will only make those who care about you worry about you all day long.
Chapter completed!