"What are you going to do?" Pang Song asked in horror.

Zhao Yin swept his face coldly, and saw his body trembling like a sieve. He said expressionlessly: "You know the effect of itchy medicine more clearly than me."

He spoke quickly and slowly. The sharp blade had already picked up Pang Song's skin and slid slightly or severely.

The blood rolled down, and this time Pang Song did not scream, but showed great horror.

"No...don't..."

"I won't let you die." The tip of the knife opened Pang Song's wound bit by bit. Zhao Yin seemed to be completing an artistic performance, cutting the skin without going deeper. The wound was flat and orderly, very textured.

"No, no...no!"

Pang Song screamed in fear, as if he saw the bloody appearance of himself not dead after being peeled off by him. His scalp thrilled and trembled twice, and the urine suddenly dripped down his crotch without control.

"Ahhhh! Demon. You are a demon, a demon! Zhao Yin, you devil... Ah, help!"

"Mom, help me! Mom!"

The tearing pain made the demon scream the devil and his mother.

Hoarse, horror, roar,

The thriller in the torture room reached its peak.

The Jinyiwei tightened his spines and did not dare to show off.

Zhao Yin was calm and his cold face made the atmosphere look like hell on earth.

It was at this time that Shi Yong entered the imperial prison.

I heard Pang Song's roar from afar. The sound was hard to describe. Even though it was a demon who could be punished, the sound of the demon when he fell into extreme fear would still make people shudder and his scalp numb.

"Princess."

"lady."

Outside the door of the torture room, Xu Yu and Qin Luo looked at each other and blocked the car.

Shi Yong glanced at the air-conditioned corridor.

"I have an urgent matter to meet the Marquis. I'm worried about spreading it."

Zhu Jiu was impatient, "Go quickly, why are you standing there? Do you want to be beaten by your military stick?"

Xu Yu bowed and said, "Wait."

The Jinyiwei had rules for the Jinyiwei. Zhao Yin handled the case and tried Pang Song. Shi Yong naturally couldn't get in directly.

Soon, Xu Yu came back.

"I'm going to invite the princess."

Shi Yong is not a person who has seen the world. Although the smell of blood is bad, it will not scare her.

When I entered the punishment room, the blood on the ground had been splashed with cold water, which dissipated a little fishy smell and less horror.

Zhao Yin sat lazily on the official hat chair in the middle, took off his gloves, and held a blue and white tea cup with his slender fingertips, leisurely and contented. Apart from the uncovered coldness in his eyes, he could not see any difference today. Pang Song, on the torture rack, was covered with clothes, his mouth was blocked by a cloth, and he could not scream, or speak, leaving only a pair of eyes bulging like a copper bell, his face was hideous and twisted.

The Jinyiwei stood upright, expressionless, as if he had done nothing.

Aren't you trying the prisoner?

What's going on?

Shi Yong frowned, glanced at the environment in the torture room, and saluted Zhao Yin.

"I have met the Marquis."

In front of outsiders, there were so many subordinates. Shi Yong gave him majesty and face, but Zhao Yin listened, his hand holding the teacup suddenly shook, and the cup of tea almost leaked out.

"No need to be polite." Zhao Yin glanced at Shi Yong's expression full of sorrow, and his lips were slightly pursed, "What's the matter with me, Madam?"

Shi Yong looked at Pang Song on the execution rack and always felt that the person's expression was very horrible, and the atmosphere in the room was almost strange. But at this moment, she didn't have time to think about anything else, and told Zhao Yin about the situation of the white horse supporting the boat and the theft of the medicinal materials in the East Factory.

"It's important to be serious. Please send troops to find out whereabouts of medicinal materials and capture the bandits!"

Zhao Yin shrugged his eyebrows, "Yes."

Shi Yong pricked up his ears and waited for his orders.

After waiting for a long time, Zhao Yin said carelessly: "Yinfrost Sky Fruit and Ziyang Minghua are essential medicinal materials for treating epidemics. They are related to people's livelihood and national economy. They are thrown away under the nose of the white horse's boat. According to his temperament, he will definitely not give up and will send someone to search. The factory guards have always been disagreeable. If I intervene rashly, it will inevitably cause trouble. It's okay if the things are retrieved, but if they are not retrieved, wouldn't they cause trouble for no reason?"

Shi Yong was surprised and confused.

"Marty?"

She couldn't believe that this was what Zhao Yin said.

It sounds like he doesn't want to compete for merit with the White Horse Boat and does not want to cause trouble, but in fact he is standing by and watching with a clear attitude of protecting himself, and then waits for the White Horse Boat to be punished.

"You're not like this."

Shi Yong was puzzled.

Even if he didn't support the boat for the white horse, Zhao Yin would not ignore it for the sake of the Silver Frost Sky Fruit and the Purple Yang Minghua.

As he said, these two medicinal herbs are related to people's livelihood and national economy. Even if they cause a lot of trouble, Zhao Yin's character will never ignore it.

Zhao Yin hummed lightly, staring at her slightly, "Who am I?"

Bang!

Almost at the same time, the clothes on Pang Song suddenly fell to the ground...

He exposed his scarred and bloody skin.

Shi Yong was caught off guard and was shocked.

Zhao Yin stared at her pupils shrinking slightly and narrowed his eyes, "Madam, I saw it. This is me."

Shi Yong felt cold in his heart.

A forensic doctor will naturally not be afraid of the bloody human body. What she is strange about is Zhao Yin's reaction.

When she left the Wuling Museum today, she was obviously angry with Zhao Yin, so why did this guy change his face when he turned around?

She didn't care about his private possession of Ruan Jiaojiao. Why should Zhao Yin shook the cold face with her?

Zhao Yin saw her changing expression, "Are you scared?"

"No." Shi Yong answered truthfully, then looked at him with a silence, "Master, can you please speak with a step?"

Zhao Yin slowly stood up and looked back at Pang Song.

"Continue to review!"

The Jinyiwei responded together.

"Receive the order!"

...

Before leaving the torture room, Shi Yong glanced at Pang Song with complicated eyes. It was not sympathy, but a little regretful.

This man is hard and has some real skills, so why did he fall into this position?

Zhao Yin walked in front, his shoulders straight, and his cloak was brought out a cold curve by the cold wind in the corridor as he walked.

He did not speak at the same time. Shi Yong followed him silently until he walked out of the imperial prison and entered the residence where Zhao Yin, the Jinyiwei Yamen, had been stationed. Shi Yong stopped and stood at the door.

"I won't go in. I'll leave after saying a few words."

Her tone was much colder than just now. Zhao Yin looked back and frowned.

"Don't you tell me something?"

Shi Yong sneered with his lips and looked at him without blinking, "I have something to say."

"explain."

"I offended you, Zhao Yin's immortal Banban. Why are you angry at me if you have something to do? Is it my fault that you can't judge Pang Song? What kind of man is he going to vent my anger?" Shi Yong suddenly changed his face and cursed lowly. Seeing Zhao Yin pulling down his eyelids, he looked a little shocked, and calmly sorted out his dress and smiled at him.

"I just now, in front of so many people, I feel embarrassed to scold you and give you some face. Okay, now that I'm finished scolding, I'm leaving. Do you want to find medicinal materials? I'll think of other ways. Without you, the sky will collapse?"

There are only two of them here.

Xie Fang was very eye-catching and just now he was guarding the gate and did not follow in.

Therefore, Shi Yong spoke quickly and ruthlessly, not giving Zhao Yin a face, nor giving him a chance to react. He turned around and left fearfully before his voice fell.

In my heart, Shi Yong was still a little afraid of Zhao Yin, so he left after scolding him—

snort!

There was a sneer behind him.

Before Shi Yong took a few steps, the man rushed over like a gust of wind, picked her up and walked back.

"Bastard!" Shi Yong grabbed the door frame with his back hand, hooked the threshold with one foot, and refused to submit, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Yin did not answer, held her buttocks, pulled her whole body up, pulled her arms open and put them in his arms, then kicked her heels, and the thick wooden door closed heavily, making a loud bang.

"Zhao Yin!" Shi Yong roared, "It's broad daylight, don't do anything randomly."
To be continued...