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The man's quick voice forced Andrew to stop his movements. Although it is rare for beauty, business is the top priority. After letting go of the maid, he sneered: "Take me here with you honestly and wait for me to drive away those things.
Officers and soldiers, continue to come up and enjoy you!"
The maid tightly covered her delicate body with her broken clothes, and tears fell from the beans. After the engagement, she no longer wanted to be a maid, but unfortunately the contract signed had not expired.
Andrew cursed and walked out the door with an impatient look on his face. As a result, just as he was about to open the door, the whole door was suddenly kicked open. He had already walked to the front of the door and just ran away with the wooden door.
The one who broke into the door was a group of officials wearing the city management army. The leader wore an eighth-rank official badge on his chest. He glanced coldly at Andrew, who was lying on the ground, and said sternly: "Is he your boss?"
?”
There was a timid guy behind him. He heard him ask and nodded quickly, "It's him...it's him."
The eighth-rank official then took out a handwritten order and said coldly: "According to the command of the Nancheng City, Andrew, the owner of Quande Restaurant, is suspected of a murder case, and the city management army will immediately arrest and interrogate." After that, he pointed at Andrew and pointed behind him.
The city management army said: "Get someone!"
Four or five big men with a tiger back and a bear waist rushed to Andrew in two or three steps. A hemp rope tied him tightly, and then he handed him out of the room.
"What should I do with this woman?" A squad leader of the urban management army stood behind an eighth-rank official and asked.
After scanning the maid with a broken clothes, a trace of disgust flashed in the eyes of the eighth-rank official and said coldly: "This pair of dogs and men must be implicated. All the people related to the criminals will be taken away! Put a piece of clothes on her, don't let someone say it.
Our urban management army enforces the law violently!”
He ignored the maid's defense and begged for mercy, and the group took her away directly. Andrew downstairs kept shouting, saying that he knew officials from the State Council and asked the city management army to let him go as soon as possible.
Hearing Andrew's shouting, the eighth-rank officer said coldly to the surrounding urban management army: "What kind of discipline does the suspect have to shout? I still need to teach this kind of thing?"
Several soldiers escorting Andrew immediately lowered their heads to admit their mistakes, and then someone held a piece of numbness to block Andrew's mouth. In order to prevent him from spitting out the rag, he used a hemp rope to slough his mouth.
A series of rough actions made Andrew cry in pain almost shed tears. At this time, he had already remembered that the only murder case he was involved in was the case of slandering a few months ago.
He kept praying in his heart, hoping that the noble man would appear quickly. He had heard of hundreds of tortures from the city management army. When he thought of those rumors, he couldn't help but start to feel a little numb.
...
In the camp of the Nancheng Urban Management Military Academy, an interrogation was underway in the gloomy and dark prison. A gray body was exposed to the air, his arms and feet were handcuffed by iron chains, and whip marks filled his entire body, wailing.
The sound is gradually weak.
Four cold-faced men stood opposite the tortured person. One of them soaked the iron whip in his hand with salt water. Suddenly, a crisp sound broke out, and the wailing sounded again, and blood flowed along the place where the iron whip was beaten.
The person being interrogated was Andrew. These terrifying urban management troops had been interrogating him for half an hour. As time passed, he could even feel signs of his life being weakened.
"I really don't know who that noble master is...the butler who has been putting pressure on me... He just asked me to falsely accuse Tom, and I really don't know anything else..."
Andrew repeated this sentence again as he cried and shouted. He was almost desperate now. If he knew the identity of the noble, he would have wanted to tell the devils immediately.
This answer obviously cannot satisfy the interrogators. The officer who beat him said coldly with his eyes: "Andrew, I advise you to think about it carefully. If you cannot provide some useful clues, I cannot guarantee that you can live
go out."
The iron was roasted red on the stove, and the talking officer slowly raised the iron, and was about to be sold on Andrew.
Feeling the heat coming from his skin, Andrew's originally listless spirit immediately exploded. His underwear gradually became wet, and a pool of water flowed down his thighs, and a smell of urine quickly filled the torture room.
"Master...Master...Slave really don't know...that noble has never appeared before. It's all my butlers who came to me...please...ah..."
He was only halfway through his begging and was replaced by howling. The fiery red iron was directly on his stomach, and a burnt smell spread.
"I advise you to continue to think carefully, be honest and lenient, and resist strictness. If you don't cooperate with our work, it will be useless even if I feel sorry for you."
When the others saw Andrew was about to faint, they picked up a bucket of salt water and poured it on his head. The salt water penetrated into the wounds of the skin, and Andrew woke up in pain again.
His chin could not close, his gray lips kept trembling, his eyes were filled with fear, his whole mind was blank, and regret surged into his heart like a tide.
The iron-browning burned red again, and the cold-faced officer was about to brace him again. Andrew suddenly stuttered: "I remembered... The Tongjiu of the State Council... The Tongjiu is named Stafi... I only know so much... I will have more.
I really don't know..."
Seeing that he still couldn't tell anything, the officer sneered: "If you don't want toast, you will be punished! It's such a shameful bone!" While saying that, he pressed the iron in his hand on Andrew's chest.
Seeing Andrew fainting from pain again, the bell in the torture room finally rang, and several big men stopped interrogation and walked out of the torture room together.
There is also a small house behind the torture room. Sitting inside, you can fully see the entire interrogation process, but the torture room cannot see the situation here.
The commander of the Nancheng City was waiting carefully beside a young man. After four big men entered the door, they quickly turned over and knelt down, shouting: "I have seen Duke Wu Mu!"
This Wu Mu Duke is David Mo. He raised his hand and said lightly: "Get up. This Andrew doesn't need to continue interrogating him anymore. I guess he can only know so much."
Seeing four big men climbing up from the ground and stepping aside, he continued to command Fucomm: "According to what he had previously offered, lock him up first, and he will need to identify the housekeeper and the communist in the future.
Judge.”
Fucom nodded quickly and said yes, saying that he would not let this person die in prison. David Mo then stood up, tidied up his dress, and smiled faintly: "Then we will arrest the government department next.
Judge, I won’t stay here anymore.”
After saying that, Mulin Gail, who was following him, quickly opened the door, and a group of people surrounded him and left the camp of Nancheng Schoolyard. Until the carriage disappeared from sight, a group of urban management officers dared to leave.
Several officers followed Fucomm, one of them sighed: "The sixth-rank magistrate arrested him if he wanted to, and ignored the people from the Ministry of Justice. There was only Wu Mu, the civil and military officials in the court."
Fucom nodded and said with some envy: "How could the title of the most powerful man in the dynasty be a false reputation..." Then he said mysteriously: "Do you know why Master Wu Mu was so in trouble this time?"
Seeing the other people shook their heads, he whispered: "The country bumpkin who was killed by the State Council this time is said to be the father of a maid from No. 15 Langning Street."
The other people all showed incredible expressions on their faces, and some people couldn't help but murmur: "It's just a slave, is Mr. Wu Mu the one who has it?"
Fucom sneered twice and said lightly: "As for it? I tell you, I'm sure I don't know how many noble masters will be implicated this time! All the servants in our Master Wu Mu's house dare to move, and they are really impatient to live!
”
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The military uniforms of the Bauhinia Guard were all black, and the chests were all embroidered with gold thread, giving people a solemn and solemn feeling. After the officers and soldiers of the two garrisons gathered, they marched together in the direction of the Government Affairs Council.
The order they received was to arrest a criminal.
This was the first large-scale operation of the Bauhinia Guard. After two thousand soldiers arrived at the Government Affairs Council, they directly closed the entire Government Affairs Council. Two thousand households and their men broke in directly.
"After the order of the Governor-General of the Bauhinia Guard, come and arrest the criminals! All unrelated personnel will be avoided! If there is any obstruction, they will be killed without any quasi-de-sacrifice!"
All four exits of the Government Council were closed, and hundreds of people flocked directly to the Government Council. Officials at all levels who were handling official duties were driven to the hall on the first floor and were investigated one by one.
Forkan took his guard down from the rooftop, looked at the fierce Bauhinia guards, a cold light flashed in his eyes and scolded: "Who gives you the courage to come to the Government Affairs Council to cause trouble! Be careful that I report to the court to impeach you,
Let you lose your appetite and take care of it!"
Unfortunately, the two Qianhu were unmoved at all. One of them bowed slightly and said, "Please understand Da Yin, we are just following the order."
Then another thousand-household ignored Forkan and looked at the black officials gathered together, he shouted: "That is the judge Staffy. Please stand up and let the men see clearly!"
After a while, a figure stood up tremblingly and stuttered: "The lower official...the lower official is the magistrate Stafi..."
Seeing that he stood up on his own initiative, more than a dozen soldiers rushed into the crowd like wolves and tigers, pulling him out directly. Then they put on shackles and handcuffs, giving the sixth-rank official no face.
Falkan was so angry that he shivered all over when he saw this scene. This was almost a humiliation to him in person. If the Zijing Guard had captured the person today, what prestige would he have in the future to convince the public!
He shouted: "Let me go immediately! A group of Qiu Bas who are ignorant of life and death dare to make ground on Tai Sui's head!"
The two thousand households looked at each other, ignored Falkan and took a group of soldiers to sway away. Several hundred households following on both sides also deliberately shouted: "Bauhinia Guards handle the case, if there is any obstruction.
Kill without any consequences! I want to see who dares to step forward!"
Forkan's eyes were so bitter that he thought of the power of the Bauhinia Guard, but he did not dare to force himself to leave. After a while, he clenched his fists and cursed twice, and had to leave with him. (I'm not finished.