"They are all in Dali Temple." Liang Meng said: "The murderer is most likely among them, and we don't dare to let him go. What if he runs away if we let him go? There are too many people, and even if we send people to keep an eye on him, we are afraid that there will be some
Omission."
"You can't keep so many people locked up all the time." Jian Yu said, "I'll go over and take a look, Bai Yue, you..."
Originally, Jian Yu had already said "stay at home and take good care of yourself", but suddenly he changed his tune.
He lowered his body and looked at Bai Yue: "You are bored at home and have nothing to do. Otherwise, come with me?"
Bai Yue was stunned for a moment: "What should I do?"
"I feel more at ease when you are in front of me." Jian Yu helped Bai Yue forcefully: "My mother asked us to get along more and get to know each other better. I think it makes sense."
What kind of fate is this? In the past, I just worked overtime every day, but now I am a fiancée from a wealthy family, and I have to go to work as soon as possible?
Unfortunately, Jian Yu's reason was too valid. Bai Yue hugged the table, chair, and tree, and was finally dragged away mercilessly.
Although the case was not solved, Jian Yu was in a good mood for no reason. He dragged Bai Yue out and whispered to Liang Meng in a low voice.
Liang Meng was stunned, paused and said, "Master, this is not good."
Jian Yu was so good-looking that his eyes widened: "Can't I help you anymore?"
"No, no, no, little one, let's go right now." Liang Meng immediately gave up and ran away.
"Why are Liang Meng going?" Bai Yue wondered.
"Nothing." Jian Yu smiled slightly.
You'll find out in a moment.
Dali Temple is the central judicial organ in charge of prisons. It is divided into left and right temples. The left temple reviews memorials and suspected crimes in various places. The right temple hears the prison sentences of hundreds of officials in the capital. The highest leader of Dali Temple is the minister of Dali Temple.
The Minister of Dali Temple is one of the three chief judicial officers in the country, with a rank of third rank. He is the highest official in charge of prisons in the country.
Bai Yue watched Jian Yu slowly walk into the strict gate with his head held high and the officials on both sides standing with their hands lowered. He felt obedient in his heart. He was really a high official.
Liang Meng, who arrived earlier, also came over to greet her. He glanced at Bai Yue, and for some reason, Bai Yue always felt that that look was full of guilt, as if he had done something sorry for her.
As Jian Yu walked inside, he wrote lightly: "Where is the person?"
"It's all inside, it's all inside." Liang Meng responded and led the way, and suddenly said: "By the way, young master, the gangster who was captured a few days ago is here. Do you want to take a look first?"
Jian Yu stopped and sneered: "Isn't he very tough-mouthed? He's only been here for a few days and he's done it?"
Liang Meng chuckled: "No matter how tough your mouth is, it's still a body of flesh and blood."
Jian Yu nodded: "Go and take a look first."
So the group of people turned around and headed towards the gloomy cell.
Sky jails are places where felons are imprisoned. The cells are very strangely built, with half on the ground and half underground. Because each room is only about one person high and has a very small skylight, it is dark and gloomy even during the day.
It smells bad.
Bai Yue followed Jian Yu all the way, looking around with unconcealed curiosity. It seemed that the security was good in this era, and there were not many people in the cell. It was too dark to see anything, until there was a bloody and anxious sound.
The smell comes.
Liang Meng frowned, stopped a few steps ahead, turned around and opened the door to a room.
Jian Yu lowered his head and walked in. Bai Yue hesitated and followed.
This room is slightly different from the cell along the way. It is an interrogation room. There is a long wooden table in it. There are various unnamed utensils on the table. You can still see the unextinguished red charcoal fire in the stove next to it.
On the other side is a cross with a man tied to it with chains.
A tall and sturdy man with disheveled hair, his wrists and ankles tied to iron pillars with iron chains, his clothes had been torn into tattered strips of cloth, exposing large areas of scarred skin and stains of blood.
"His name is Spider, he is a bandit, and he has more than a dozen lives on his hands." Jian Yu seemed to be introducing Bai Yue, and then said casually: "Why, you are finally willing to say it?"
Hearing the sound, the man nicknamed Spider, who seemed to be dying, finally raised his head and looked at Jian Yu expressionlessly.
Bai Yue was a little surprised. This man was quite young. Although his face was stained with blood and he didn't know what was dirty, but if you look closely at his facial features, he turned out to be pretty good. However, those eyes were sharp and fierce, and he didn't look good at first glance.
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People should not be judged by their appearance. Bai Yue touched his chin, thoughtfully.
Spider stared at Jian Yu with his eyes, and his voice seemed to be filled with blood: "I told you, will you let the brothers on Bajiao Mountain go?"
Jian Yu said expressionlessly: "If you don't tell them, they will definitely die, and I guarantee that their death will be very painful. If you are willing to tell the whereabouts of the tribute, they will have a chance of survival."
As Jian Yu spoke, he casually pulled off Spider's tattered shirt. The strong muscles on his chest were covered in blood and flesh.
Jian Yu stretched out his hand. Although he was a martial arts practitioner, his slender hand clearly looked like a gentleman's. He slowly pressed the spider's chest and pressed it on the bloody wound.
The wound was so thin that it looked like it was scratched by small, sharp filaments. It had not been treated. Although it was unknown how deep it was, when Jian Yu stretched out his hand to press on it, he could clearly see blood slowly seeping out from between his fingers.
How painful this must be!
Although Spider was a tough guy, he couldn't help but let out an unbearable groan from his throat and gritted his teeth tightly. Sweat dripped from his forehead, making his hair wet and stuck to his face.
Jian Yu slowly withdrew his hand. Liang Meng quickly took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to him. He wiped his hands and suddenly turned around and said, "Yue'er."
"Um?"
Bai Yue was not used to the name Jian Yu, but he wanted to choose between Xiao Bai, Bai Bai, Yue Yue, Miss Bai, and Miss Bai, so he just let him call him.
"You go out first and wait for me." Jian Yu said.
Bai Yue thought they had some secrets to discuss, so she went out immediately. She was not familiar with the outside world, so she stood in the corridor of the prison and studied the floor tiles. Everything in this era was new and curious to her.
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While I was watching, I suddenly heard a miserable scream coming from inside.
Bai Yue pricked up his ears. His screams seemed to be mixed with the sound of a branding iron burning his flesh. The smell of burnt meat came from the interrogation room...
Could it be that Jian Yu was torturing the prisoners to extract confessions? He seemed quite gentle, but why was he so barbaric?
Along with the burnt smell, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and it seemed that the hard-boned man couldn't bear it anymore. The screams of pain were heartbreaking, from high-pitched to slowly disappearing.
Finally, the door of the interrogation room opened again, and Jian Yu slowly walked out of it, as if nothing had happened.