The chain of the cell door was opened, and two stretchers were carried in, with a man in black lying on each side.
In the always lively Hengxiang Prison, many eyes were looking at the two men in black.
Soon, they were picked up from the stretchers, and iron rings were placed on their wrists and ankles, and they were fixed to the wall, which greatly restricted their freedom.
Everyone started talking and asked who these two people were.
There were others, and the soldiers rushed to send them in, causing the soldiers to boo.
The soldiers did not stay long, tied the two men in black to the wall, and left with the empty stretcher.
"Hey! Who are you, and why are you here with us?"
"Can you still speak? I see you haven't suffered any torture. What's wrong with you?"
"What are you doing with the clothes you are wearing? Are you a thief?"
"If it was a thief, it would be very hateful! My home has been robbed by thieves!"
"Yes, I have some at home too! After working hard for several days, I robbed everything!"
…
The prison was in chaos.
Suddenly, the dungeon door was opened again.
Everyone hurriedly turned their heads and looked up.
Ten people came in, headed by the uniforms of the jailer and Hengxiang Yamen Guards that they were all too familiar with, followed by the armor of the soldiers who had just sent the men in black in.
Only then did everyone realize that the people who came in just now were not jailers or government guards.
No one spoke, and everyone suddenly kept a very tacit silence, watching them come, pass by, and then leave, heading deeper into the prison.
After a long time, a skinny old man was taken out from behind the stone door deep in the prison.
Although he was skinny, the old man's body was still upright. He was clearly a prisoner, but his eyes were extremely bright and sharp as a knife.
Until they passed a cell, the people in that cell gathered around and stared at the old man closely, but did not dare to call him.
The old man glanced at them and was pushed away expressionlessly.
After leaving the prison, there is a row of cells outside the iron gate, which seem to have been newly built.
The heavy rain hit the ground like arrows with great force. As soon as the old man came out, he saw a man sitting in front of the row of new cells.
The man was sitting in a wheelchair, his head lowered slightly, his long dark hair hanging straight down, soft and soft.
The skylight casts ripples of light and shadow on his face. His eyes were closed, and his eyelashes were long and curled. Although he only had a side profile, his extremely handsome nose bridge and clearly visible jawline, even half of his face, could tell that this was rare in the world.
Beautiful man.
The old man's footsteps suddenly stopped, and his eyes suddenly turned sharp: "Disciple!"
The soldiers around him opened their umbrellas one after another, and one of them covered the old man's head.
Then, someone suddenly pushed the old man forward: "Let's go!"
"Shen Shu!" the old man shouted, "big disciple!!"
The man kept his eyes closed, looking like a statue in the heavy rain and wind.
"What's wrong with him?!" The old man turned around and asked others, "What's wrong with him!!"
"Walk!"
"Stop talking nonsense and leave quickly!"
No one gave him an answer.
After they were completely gone, Shen Xu slowly opened his eyes and looked in the direction where they disappeared with a pair of deep eyes.
Zhang Ji stood nearby and asked, "Why are you pretending to sleep?"
Shen Xu said calmly: "It's embarrassing to pretend to be dead for so long."
"...This is also the reason."
"Otherwise," Shen Xu raised her eyes and smiled slightly, "will you hug him and cry?"
Zhang Ji had no expression on his face, looking towards the howling heavy rain outside the eaves.
In the row of new cells behind them, the servants of the Gu residence where Shen Shun lives are locked up here.
Li'an was also there, but he was kept alone.
Before Wang Fengnian left, he told him that he was not allowed to sleep, so Li'an has been tortured to this day. As soon as he closes his eyes, he will be splashed with water or his hair will be pulled.
About a quarter of an hour later, someone came to the front office holding an umbrella: "Zhang Zhi ordered, the second lady is here, General Jian said to take Shen Xu to the front hall quickly!"
Shen Xu smiled: "This military master, may I ask, is Miss Ali the only one here?"
"right."
Shen Xu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and then felt a sense of loss, and said in a low voice: "He didn't come."
"Who is it?" asked the soldier who came to deliver the message.
Shen Shu smiled.
Zhang Ji looked at the soldiers behind him and said, "Hold the umbrella and push Mr. Shen Dalang to the front hall."
"Yes!" Several soldiers responded.
This row of new cells is a brick building built after Zhao Hui'en took office. It is very new, but it is also very simple. If the wind direction changes slightly, the row of cells will suffer. And these violent rainy days are even more difficult for them. Not friendly.
Shen Shu's wheelchair was slowly pushed, and the wind was strong under the eaves. Even though a soldier tried hard to stabilize the umbrella, his hair was still blown to both sides of his chest by the strong wind, and flew back along his thin arms, revealing his pale and handsome face.
The servants in Gu's house looked at the long-lost master and called him one after another.
Shen Xu ignored it, and the humble and elegant smile on his face disappeared at this moment.
He looked at the heavy rain outside the eaves coldly and indifferently. Several soldiers from the Xia Family Army looked at him from time to time, wondering what he was thinking.
In fact, this man's appearance is too outstanding, his thoughtful eyes are deep and eye-catching...
Xia Zhaoyi was now facing the court door, standing in front of the public case, looking down at a booklet.
Daheng was on her right, with red eyes and a sad expression on his face.
In addition to the booklet in Xia Zhaoyi's hand, there are six other books on the public case.
Xia Zhaoyi glanced at ten lines, closed them after reading them, and said in a deep voice: "You were born in Jinpu, and no one survived?"
"Um."
"Did those three people sent by Manager Wang drown or be injured by swords?"
"Wu Zuo hasn't given an answer yet, but there are sword wounds on all the corpses," Daheng said.
They all work under Wang Fengnian. Those three people have been with him for a long time and have feelings for them for a long time.
Daheng was really sad to hear the news of their deaths.
Suddenly there was a very regular knocking sound on the koan.
Daheng looked at it and saw the girl's slender fingers rising and falling on the koan.
Except for her thumb, Xia Zhaoyi has no habit of growing long nails. Now, the pads of her index finger, middle finger and ring finger are tapping the table back and forth, the sound is very soft, the movement is very slow, but very rhythmic.
Suddenly, she paused with her fingertips and said calmly: "It's not unusual."
"What did Da Dong find?" Da Heng was curious.
Xia Zhaoyi said calmly: "Chu Zheng was seriously injured one after another. The first time, Brother Kang Jian's pole hit her hard on the head. The second time, it was me. Now, she never dares to act in a public way. She will mainly focus on sneak attacks and assassinations. After killing people and venting her anger, she will leave quickly. These booklets are evidence. I don't believe she is not interested in these."
Xia Zhaoyi picked up a booklet and looked at the cover: "So, it's impossible for her to dump her body."
Daheng was still wondering what the unusual thing she said was, but this sentence made Daheng suddenly wake up.
"Yes, all three bodies were found in the water!"
"It seems that someone led them to the river, and Chu Zheng came out to kill people again," Xia Zhaoyi said, "and they were not led away at the same time, but in stages. No matter how crazy Chu Zheng was, she would not dare to do it when she was seriously injured.
I am confident that I can defeat three spies one by one and lead them to the riverside..."
Xia Zhaoyi didn't say any more, and her stopped fingers slowly tapped again.
"When we perform a mission, we will never leave easily," Daheng said, "unless..."
He didn't say any more, thinking about several scenarios in his mind.
"What did the neighbors say?" Xia Zhaoyi asked, "Did they hear anything? Were they awakened?"
Daheng shook his head: "They say they discovered it in the morning. After discovering it, they immediately came to report the case. Manager Wang was still interrogating at that time."
"First of all, we rule out Chu Zheng personally participating in the battle," Xia Zhaoyi said, "She is arrogant and will not pretend to be weak or petty."
"Yes! It's a weak one!" Da Heng was stunned. "Unless a weak person comes to me and claims to be in trouble for help, and it's not far away, nearby, and it's not a problem for me, then maybe I will
Just go ahead."
"It was confirmed at the scene that there were only three corpses?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.
"Um."
"According to what Shu Xiaoqing said, she is the only acquaintance of Chu Zheng in Hengxiang, so that 'weak' one is either dead or... on the verge of death."
There are only a few chances that Chu Zheng will let him go.
"Dadong, what should my subordinates do now?" Daheng asked.
Xia Zhaoyi thought for a while and said: "Let Wu Zuo judge the time of death of the three of them first, and then make inquiries based on this time range. Hengxiang is not peaceful recently, there are insomniacs everywhere, and no one saw what happened in the darkness by the river.
But people walking on the street may not be bumped into by others."
"Yes, there are many of us, so even if we cast the net all over the place, we still have to find out what's going on! I'll go right away!" Da Heng said.
