The passage leading to the cell is long and narrow. The air is filled with a disgusting stench and the pungent smell of blood.
It is also gloomy and cold, as if it is like the gate of Abi hell mentioned by the monks, which makes people unable to suppress the heart palpitations.
And on both sides of the passage, those closed iron doors seemed to be not people, but the souls of the dead who had done evil in their previous lives and suffered in hell.
Tat-tat-tat, a few drops of water dripped from the patio, the only lighted place in the passage, and fell to the ground.
Li Daoqing, from the Jinyiwei Department of Prisons, was walking at the front, holding a gauze lantern. This thirteenth eunuch of the Jinyiwei Zhenfu Department, who was known to be frightened by outsiders, was bowing humbly at this moment, with a face full of flattery.
"Todo, please watch your step!"
The commander, He Guangyi, didn't even look at it. His official boots stepped directly on the water stains. As he was walking, a drop of cold snow water happened to fall on the shoulder of his python robe, but he still didn't notice it.
Maybe it was the sudden footsteps that woke up the prisoners behind the iron gate, and sounds immediately came from the silent passage.
"Don't hit me, don't hit me, I say!"
"Unjustly accused! Unjustly accused!"
"Give me a happy life! I beg you, please give me a happy life!"
Many people were trembling, frightened, or hysterically shouting behind the iron gate.
Li Daoqing immediately frowned and turned around to give his subordinates a look.
"Silence! Otherwise you will be punished!"
Suddenly, all the sounds stopped, as if they had never happened.
He Guangyi ignored everything and continued to walk forward, but after just a few steps, a suspicious look appeared on his face.
"I want a wife, I want a wife, I want a yellow-flowered girl, I want a fair and tender girl..."
From an iron door nearby, there were crazy shouts and the sound of banging and banging on the iron door.
He Guangyi said nothing and turned to look at Qianhu Li Daoqing.
"Dutang is a young man involved in the case at Sheng Hengda Bank. After being tortured several times, he went crazy!" Li Daoqing said in a low voice.
"Really crazy?" He Guangyi asked calmly.
"Yes, I've been shouting for a wife all day long!" Li Daoqing said, raised his head and said, "How about...?"
"The ants are still alive!" He Guangyi looked at the beaten iron door, "Let him go and let him go home to reunite with his family!"
"Dutang is kind-hearted!" Li Daoqing said flatteringly.
He Guangyi didn't say anything, he just snorted with a smile, then walked to a cell and stopped.
Click, the small window on the door was opened from the outside.
The person inside, whose hands were tied to the wall with iron chains, immediately huddled up in a ball of fear, looking like he wanted to get into the corner, leaving only his back covered in blood.
"Sir, I've done it all, I've done it all!"
The loud shouting proved that he still had strength. Although he was a serious offender, the punishments he used were mainly to frighten people, but only to injure the flesh, and did not injure the internal organs at all.
He didn't look like a human being at all, his crying and howling sound was like that of a dog about to be cooked.
He Guangyi was staring at him from the window, his eyes showing no emotion at all.
"Du Tang, the Third Hall of the Criminal Department of the Dali Temple's Metropolitan Procuratorate has sent someone to send word that the Lord of the Third Department will personally interrogate him tomorrow!" Behind He Guangyi, a fair-skinned man who looked like a scholar spoke.
This man looks gentle and elegant, but he is one of the Thirteen Taibao of the Zhenfu Division, and he is responsible for punishing hundreds of households with millions of dollars.
Zhenfusi belongs to Jinyiwei, but Zhenfusi is Zhenfusi.
It's like...the difference between a drunk driving investigation and a drug investigation...
"Huh, you obviously can't trust us. Are you afraid that the trial won't be clean when you come to our place?" Li Daoqing snorted coldly, "He's just here to take credit!"
At this moment, behind He Guangyi and others, a voice came from the passage again.
"Yo yo yo!" A harmless and enthusiastic voice said with a bit of flattery, "How many adults are here?"
When he came closer, an old and thin face was revealed in the light.
"Master Six is here?" Li Daoqing said with a smile.
"Don't be rude to me. In the presence of these adults, who do you think I am?" Mr. Liu took off the otter skin hat on his head, nodded and bowed with a smile.
He Guangyi withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "Here we come!"
"I've met Lord Dutang!" Mr. Liu saluted.
He Guangyi's gaze extended to the back. Mr. Liu did not come alone, but with a young man of fifteen or sixteen years old, whose face was pale and trembling with fear.
"Who?" He Guangyi asked.
"Little old man's nephew!" Mr. Liu smiled and turned around with a kick, "You don't kneel down and kowtow when you meet a noble person!" After saying that, he smiled at He Guangyi and said, "Country children are ignorant, so don't
Be familiar with him!"
He Guangyi narrowed his eyes, "Nephew?"
"Du Tang, the little old man knows the rules." Mr. Liu continued with a smile, "I have been on duty for decades, and the little old man has never made any mistakes. This child did not study diligently in his hometown and did not work hard to learn the craft. That's what the little old man is like
I have no choice but to accept a nephew as my apprentice!"
"In our line of work, it is passed down from male to female, from within to outside. In the future, even if the little old man closes his eyes, this child will also be able to help the adults!"
He Guangyi looked at the young man again, "Why don't you pass it on to your own son?"
"The little old man has only had a daughter in his whole life, and he has not yet been able to support her!" Mr. Liu smiled bitterly, "My nephew is also half a son, so the little old man has taken care of me, and I also plan to pass on this craft!"
"Your nephew?" He Guangyi thought thoughtfully.
The sixth master thought that the commander was a little unhappy because he had brought an apprentice, so he hurriedly explained, "The little old man is just a nephew. His mother died when he was three years old. When he was eight years old, he found a woman to partner with him. If he has a stepfather, he will
He has a stepmother, and his stepmother has given birth to brothers, so he can’t get any of the family property.”
"There is a saying in our hometown, Uncle Lei in the sky, no matter what you say, I don't care about him! This kid looks a little timid, but he is really strict..."
"I got it!" He Guangyi said lightly and smiled, "Sorry to trouble you!"
"Don't you dare!" Mr. Liu immediately lowered his head, "I want to thank the adults and give you a bowl of rice!"
"Ha!" He Guangyi smiled and stepped away.
With a creak, the iron door was opened by Li Daoqing, who smiled and said to Mr. Liu, "You have saved a lot of money in your life, but in the end you ended up taking advantage of your nephew, haha!"
Jin Wanwan also teased, "Do you know why you don't have children? You have done too many bad things!"
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"I've said it all, I've said it all!"
The people in the cell screamed heartbreakingly after Liu Ye and several Jinyi guards entered.
He struggled in vain, but was soon pushed face down to the ground.
"I said so!"
He used to be the brother-in-law of King Zhou, and he was also a decent human being, but now he squeals worse than the pig on the chopping board.
"Master, you misunderstood! I'm here to treat your injury!" Master Liu put the bundle on the ground, opened it carefully, and said with a smile, "Don't shout, rest a while, I'll show you."
Look at the wound. Don’t worry, it doesn’t hurt!”
"Ah!!!!" King Zhou's nanny was about to shout, but someone blocked his mouth.
Immediately afterwards, Liu Ye said to his nephew with a face on his face, "The third needle in the second row on the left side of the needle box."
The young man followed the instructions and pulled out tremblingly.
"Follow the acupoint map I taught you, prick it!" Mr. Liu whispered.
The young man glanced at the struggling prisoner, and then trembled violently.
Then, under Mr. Liu's stern gaze, he even shakily approached the prisoner's soles.
Liu Ye's skinny hands held the prisoner's feet straight and said, "Prick!"