"Mr. Chu, Mr. Ma has told me about the villain. I have to ask for a confession. Please bear with me."
The jailer's words were polite, but the sinister smile on his face was undisguised.
Chu Qing looked at the two jailers, and alarm bells rang in his head. These two men obviously had bad intentions.
The cell door was opened, and the jailer made a sign of invitation.
"Where can I ask for a confession?" Chu Qing frowned.
"Nature is a bright place."
Chu Qing saw that the two jailers were not wearing swords or fire and water sticks. Although they were on guard, they did not make any noise.
After walking out of the cell, the two jailers, one behind the other, took Chu Qing to the deepest part.
It is also a room, but there is no cell door. A wooden bench fixed to the ground is placed in the middle, and some ropes, bamboo tubes, coarse cloth and other sundries are hung on the wall.
Pointing to the wooden bench, the jailer smiled and said: "Master Chu, please sit down. I will take you back after I write a confession."
Chu Qing said nothing and sat on the wooden bench, all the muscles in his body tensed.
"I haven't asked you two yet how to call them."
"There are no names for those who are jailers. The brothers are in charge of the number Jiazi. Just call the younger one Jiayi, and the ones behind him are Jia2."
After Ayi finished speaking, he spread out the bamboo slips and said to himself: "Yesterday, I went to Bei City."
Chu Qing hummed.
"The person who was beaten went with Chen Yan, the head of the sixth rank of the Ministry of Revenue, right?"
Just as Chu Qing was about to speak, he suddenly realized that the jailer named Jia Yi was asking questions, but he kept writing with his hands without any pause.
Chu Qing felt something was wrong and deliberately delayed it. Sure enough, Jia Yi seemed to ask him, but he said to himself: "I went to Jufuzhai for the land deed. The shopkeeper's name is Zhou Hu, and he didn't say where the land deed is.
So I was beaten by you."
The jailer named Jia Er behind him finally spoke and said in a deep voice: "They left after that. It's not a big deal."
"Yes, it's not a big deal." Jia Yi responded, his hand still not stopping, writing quickly on the bamboo slips.
Chu Qing watched with cold eyes and began to scan the debris hanging on the wall with his peripheral vision.
The taciturn Jia Er stood under the torch, expressionless, looking at Chu Qing coldly.
Chu Qing smiled slightly: "What are you looking at?"
Jia Er remained silent, while Jia Yi continued to write.
After a long time of burning incense, Jiayi finally stopped writing and raised his head: "It's finished. Mr. Chu will draw a pledge, and I will bring it back to you."
After finishing speaking, A rolled up the bamboo slip, exposing only the last short section, and handed it over.
The so-called sign is to draw a "monogram" cross on the confession to express approval.
Chu Qing asked tentatively: "Can you show me what you wrote?"
Jia Yi was still smiling: "If there is anything to see, just write down what happened yesterday. Mr. Chu can just draw it and post it."
"I don't know how to make a mark."
Jiayi's smile disappeared and he frowned: "Master Chu, don't embarrass me."
"The Li family." Chu Qing shook his head slightly: "Right?"
Jia Yi stopped pretending and looked back at Jia Er. The latter had a ferocious look on his face: "If you don't drink the toast, you will eat the fine wine. Mr. Chu, don't blame me. I have to resort to tricks."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jia Er suddenly opened the rag covering the hay behind him, and saw that the bundled hay was covered with various instruments of torture.
Chu Qing looked happy and shouted out the door: "Master Tao, you are finally here."
The expressions of the two jailers changed slightly, and they turned around subconsciously. At this moment, Chu Qing suddenly became angry, raised his right fist and hit Jia Yi in the face.
With a muffled groan, A1 lost his balance and fell to the ground. A2 realized that he had been tricked, picked up the short stick on the hay, and hit Chu Qing firmly on the shoulder.
Chu Qing, who endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and kicked Jia Er hard in the abdomen.
A, who was lying on the ground, cursed profusely. Just as he was about to get up, Chu Qing kicked him in the face again. In the small room, the three of them struggled together.
Chu Qing, who struck first, did not take much advantage. Although he knocked down Jiayi, who was slightly thinner in comparison, Jiaer, who was tall and strong, was kicked but was not injured at all. He hit him again with the short stick in his hand.
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Caught off guard, Chu Qing could only raise his right arm to block the blow, but received a kick in the chest, retreated and pressed against the wall.
Seeing the furious Jia Er rushing over, at the critical moment, Chu Qing didn't think much, grabbed the pitchfork erected next to the wall and swung it out.
With a "poof" sound, the rusty pitchfork pierced into Koji's head.
The short stick in his hand fell to the ground, Jia Er also knelt down, and the life in his eyes gradually disappeared.
Jia Er fell down with a pitchfork stuck in his face.
Chu Qing was breathing heavily, his face turned pale.
As soon as Jia Yi got up, he screamed: "Kill, you kill, you dare to kill!"
Chu Qing gritted his teeth and rushed out again, throwing Jia Yi to the ground who had just climbed up. He hurriedly sat on the opponent and started punching with all his strength.
Punch after punch, Chu Qing couldn't remember how many punches he threw, until he was completely exhausted, until Jia Yi, whose face was covered with blood, made no sound, until he had no strength left in his body, and he lay on his side on the ground breathing heavily.
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Chu Qing, whose mind was blank, regained some strength and quickly got up. Looking at the unconscious Jia Yi and Jia Er's body, he felt extremely nervous.
He no longer had the thought to worry about killing someone, so he picked up the bamboo slip extremely nervously, opened it with slightly trembling fingers, and looked at the content recorded on it.
After taking a quick glance, Chu Qing relaxed completely.
Yes, he was framed and framed.
It said that he and Chen Yan planned to take back the land deed, how they killed Zhou Hu, how they poisoned the thin monkey, and how they spewed blood after being seen by Li Xunnan.
After rolling up the bamboo slips and putting them in his arms, Chu Qing dragged Ayi, who was like a dead dog, towards the cell.
He opened the cell and threw A in.
Arriving in front of Hong Gaozhi, who was frightened and speechless, Chu Qing asked coldly: "How often does the jailer patrol? How many people patrol? Besides the jailer, who else has the key to the prison?"
"You...you...what did you do?"
Chu Qing raised his hand like a big mouth, and then grabbed Jiayi's hair: "Let's see clearly, whether this guy is a jailor or not."
Hiroko Zhi, who was covering his face, squinted his eyes and looked over: "Yes, no, no, no."
"Is that so?"
"Yes, he is a servant, not a jailer."
"how do you know."
"He came to me." Hong Gaozhi, who was already frightened, said tremblingly: "He threatened me and asked me where my father's account books were."
"Ledger?"
"Yes, Li family sect..."
Halfway through, Hong Gaozhi finally came to his senses, his eyes flashed, and he became silent again.
"Li family?" Chu Qing sneered: "I didn't expect to get a fucking windfall. Fatty, I'm not afraid to tell you. I just killed a jailer. The body is next to it. If you don't want to die, I'll let you know."
Say it all."
While talking, Chu Qing took off all his clothes.
The fat man's face turned pale: "What...what do you want to do?"