"In another interrogation room." The interrogator said meaningfully, "You probably don't know that Li Yongxun is very famous here. She is very good at torturing prisoners, especially female prisoners." He paused and meant.
He said profoundly, "She teaches her apprentices well."
Of course Lin Ming knew the meaning of these words. He knew Li Yongxun's "skills". Thinking of what his lovely sister-in-law was suffering, he couldn't help but feel severe pain in his heart and cold sweat dripping from his forehead. He could no longer calm down and said in a trembling voice: "You guys
What happened to her?"
"It's nothing, it's just to invite you to the urn," the interrogator said coldly, "She confessed: You said that there is a Jin Yiwei active in the local area. But you also know that there is no proof alone, and you are unwilling to tell the ugly Yin Mao.
, I had to ask my colleagues to continue to torture her to confirm whether she was telling the truth and whether she had told the truth..."
"No, no." Lin Ming was in a state of chaos. He went deep into the tiger's den all because of his sister-in-law. He knew a thing or two about the torture methods of the Jin Yiwei. The imperial prison was the Senluo Palace. If the thief "repaid him with his own way"
"Human body", my sister-in-law may have a hard time surviving.
If something happens to her, she won't be able to feel at ease even if she dies: instead of saving others, she will lose her life.
Seeing sweat pouring down his face, the interrogator knew that he had hit his weak spot, and continued to say in a playful tone: "Don't worry, our Song Dynasty Senate is the most humane, and torture to death is generally not allowed."
It will happen, but sometimes life is not necessarily better than death..."
Lin Ming grasped his hair tightly with both hands and lowered his head in pain. After a while, Lin Ming slowly raised his head: "Let her go. I will listen to you in everything."
A smile appeared on the interrogator's face, "It's easy to talk! But Mr. Lin, you're talking without proof, you have to show some sincerity. Haha! Just like the question just now..."
Lin Ming swallowed and said: "Whether you believe it or not, I really came here alone." Seeing the interrogator's face darken, Lin Ming quickly continued: "But I know there are other Jin Yiwei here.
people."
"Oh?" The interrogator was indeed interested: "Keep talking." Lin Ming said in his heart: "I'm sorry, brother, I can't protect myself now."
"The secret code you found was indeed left by me. I wanted to use it to contact Li Yongxun, but what I saw at the meeting place was another person."
"Who is that person?"
"She is a woman in her twenties. I don't know her. She is dressed like a wanderer. She also wears a leather collar around her neck, like a dog wears..."
"A woman in her late twenties, Liu Ying, wearing a leather collar..." The interrogator thought for a few moments, turned his head and said a few words to the person next to him. When the person heard this, he stood up and walked out of the interrogation room.
After a while the man returned to the interrogation room, holding a paper bag in his hand.
The interrogator said to Lin Ming: "Look carefully, which one of the Liuying you saw that day was it? Remember, don't play tricks, otherwise it will be neither good for you nor for her." As he spoke, the men next to him opened the bag.
He took out a few photos and spread them in front of Lin Ming for him to identify. Lin Ming recognized at a glance that this person was the person he saw that day, and it was Xin Nachun.
When the interrogator saw the result of Lin Ming's identification, he couldn't help but sneer: "It's true. Hehe." Then he asked Lin Ming: "What did you say when we met that day?"
Lin Ming said: "When I saw that the person who came was not Li Yongxun, I wanted to leave, but she kept pestering me. At that time, your official came over and took her away and told her that she wanted to be whipped for illegally soliciting customers. After that, I never saw her again.
she."
"Write down the contents of the code."
Lin Ming had no choice but to write down the contents of the secret code one by one. It was said to be a secret code, but in fact it was not a written code. It was just a set of secret codes similar to those used by thieves to communicate with each other. They could only exchange simple information such as time, location, and whereabouts.
The interrogator looked at the contents of the secret code he wrote. He stood up and ordered: "Take him into custody temporarily and wait for orders from above!" After saying that, he turned around and planned to leave. Lin Ming said hurriedly: "I told you everything I know.
When are you going to let her go?"
The interrogator stopped and turned around and said: "Mr. Lin, you are also a veteran of the world. How can it be so easy to get away like this? But seeing that you are very cooperative today, she doesn't have to suffer for the time being. As for the future, it depends on you."
That's great." After saying that, he turned and left.
When Lin Ming received this answer, he slumped down on the interrogation chair like a deflated rubber ball. He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart: "If I had known this, why did I do it in the first place?"
Wang Qisuo has been sleeping soundly these days. The "assisted investigation" has almost come to an end. He answers fluently and feels that there are no flaws. Seeing that no one comes to question him anymore, he has probably passed the test.
He killed Xin Nachun before taking action. As for the secret letters between him and Sima Qiudao, he had already destroyed them all. As for the manuscript of "Ping Kun's Notes" compiled from various information he collected on weekdays, he
It has also been secretly destroyed.
Now, he is safe. As for Shi Weng's mission, it's because they were unlucky, no wonder he was there. After this incident, Shi Weng probably knew that Lingao was not an easy bone to chew on: he would have to knock out a few teeth.
No one has a long memory.
He had already bravely rescued the chiefs in the folk band, and it seemed that he had won the favor of the three chiefs. Then, he continued to lurk, waiting for the limelight to pass, and then acted according to the situation.
He doesn't like Shi Weng at all, nor does he like the "adult" behind him, nor does he like the Ming Dynasty court. If possible, he would like to live in Lingao like this for the rest of his life, at least in peace and stability. But sometimes people are just like this
He was so helpless that his family's fortune and life were in Shi Weng's hands. He couldn't help but think too much.
Fortunately, Shi Weng's attack was quite generous. It gave him some motivation to lurk here.
However, this morning, the guard came to his room: "Wang Qisuo! Come with me!"
Wang Qisuo quickly stood up and followed the guard out of the room where he was under house arrest. This was a barracks, temporarily used as a residence for the detention of "assisting review" personnel. The interrogation was conducted in the office.
Seeing the guards taking him to the interrogation room, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Why is there still an interrogation?
He was a little worried, but he still tried to stay calm.
In the interrogation room, he found that the faces of the interrogators had changed. Not only had their faces changed, but there were also a few more men and women he had never seen before. Some of them were even wearing blue collar badges. He couldn't help but be surprised. In order to cover up, he quickly stood at attention and saluted.
Reported loudly: "Corporal Wang Qisuo of the Guard Battalion has been ordered to report!"
"Sit down." The interrogator said casually.
"Yes!" Wang Qisuo sat down upright, putting his hands on his knees, a very standard military posture.
"Name……"
The interrogation started with the most basic information about name and age. Wang Qisuo knew this, and he answered the questions one by one simply and neatly. Then he asked some questions about the activities of the cultural festival that day. Wang Qisuo felt a little relieved.
"Where were you the day before the cultural festival?" the interrogator suddenly asked
Wang Qisuo's heart skipped a beat: That was the day he killed Xin Nachun.
"I attend rehearsals in the folk orchestra." He replied very calmly. This is absolutely true. Not only the members of the folk orchestra can testify, but also several veterans can testify.
"The rehearsal ends at one o'clock in the afternoon, what happens next?"
"I'm going to serve as a car guard for the two young senators."
"Are they Lin Ziqi and Zhang Yunmi, the two elders?"
"Yes, this is an errand assigned to me by the escort company."
"You are not a member of the escort company, why would you go to guard the elders?"
"The guard company doesn't have enough manpower, so I transferred them temporarily."
"Who can transfer you?"
"It's the commander of our company..."
"Your company commander said that you came on your own initiative." The interrogator listened and asked, "Is that so?"
Wang Qisuo swallowed: "That's it."
"You are a busy man and an erhu player in a folk band. You are so busy rehearsing. Why do you still apply to join the escort company?"
"There is a lot of work in the camp, and I am embarrassed to be alone..." Wang Qisuo said calmly.
The interrogator nodded, stared at him for a while, and then opened the folder: "Your escort mission ends at five o'clock in the evening. Your return mission is at seven-thirty in the evening. Where did you go during the two and a half hours?"
Already?"
Wang Qisuo took a deep breath: "I'm in Dongmen City..."
"What did you do?"
"Have a little drink," Wang Qisuo said, "and relax for a while."
"Which store?"
"It was a food and wine stall in Dongmen Market. They sold oyster omelette, boiled sea melon seeds and so on... I can't remember clearly."
"Can anyone prove it?"
"People come and go, maybe the guy remembers it."
"Nothing else to do?"
"Gone."
"Do you know this person?" The interrogator handed over a photo, and Wang Qisuo took it. He probably already knew who had the photo, and his heart was sinking.
"It's not acquaintance, I just know that she is a prostitute." Wang Qisuo knew that it was impossible to deny that he knew Xin Nachun, so he admitted, "I bought sex from her, but I don't know her name."
"Her name is Xin Nachun, do you remember her?" the interrogator asked, "Have you seen her in those two and a half hours?"
"No." Wang Qisuo denied it. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, so he had to insist, "I haven't seen it."
"Okay. Then why are there your fingerprints in her room?" The interrogator took out a piece of paper and put it in front of him. "There are your fingerprints everywhere in the room, and you left them on the file registration certificate." The fingerprints all match."
Wang Qisuo was very calm and didn't even look at the paper. Based on his knowledge: there was no ink or ink pad in the teahouse room, and he didn't press his fingerprints on any paper at all. Moreover, he strangled Xin Nachun to death. Yes, there is no blood, and no bloody fingerprints will be left. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!