The coffin shop was only a small size, and three hundred wolf-like officials rushed in. Within two quarters of an hour, they turned over everything inside and out, and dug out all the suspicious soil.
Not to mention how many corpses were actually dug out of this shop.
"This is a big case." A certain official sighed, while silently calculating in his mind how much success they could accomplish this time and how many levels they could be promoted to.
"Look, these coffins are wrong." Several officials pointed at the coffins in the corner, attracting everyone to come forward.
"There is actually mud. It doesn't taste like new."
"The paint is all peeled off here, and there is a smell of corpse. There must be no one in this coffin."
"It's sealed, so there won't be any dead people inside."
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Everyone was talking and pointing at the coffin.
"Okay, don't make any noise, open the coffin and see what's inside."
The officers immediately stepped forward and pried open the coffin in a few clicks. The smell of corpses hit their faces. Corpse insects also crawled out of the coffin. When they saw the rotting corpse inside, several newcomers with poor psychological quality were on the spot.
Just spit it out.
Feng Qingchen saw this scene as soon as he came in, and hurriedly stepped forward to check. Feng Qingchen was also startled when he saw this, and his eyebrows twisted together: "Tomb robbery?"
This is a good deal. No wonder Lan Jingyang's people can continue to operate in the imperial city. It turns out they have this ability.
"Miss Feng." When the officials noticed Feng Qingchen's arrival, they hurriedly said hello. Feng Qingchen waved his hands, indicating that everyone should not do this: "How is the situation going? Where is my brother?"
"Returning to Miss Feng, Master Feng Jin has not been found yet. However, please rest assured, Miss Feng, we have sent people to search for a radius of ten miles, and those people cannot escape." The official assured quickly, and Feng Qingchen nodded.
Satisfied: "Where is the woman who revealed the news to you?"
"They have been brought to the government office. If Miss Feng wants to see her, I will have someone bring her here."
"No need, let's talk about this matter tomorrow. It's more important to find my brother now." Feng Qingchen looked coldly, without a trace of a smile on his face: "Since there is a problem with the coffins here, then open all the coffins and see what's inside.
What."
"Thank you, Miss Feng, for reminding us. We know what to do." The coffin can hide people, and it will definitely not be a problem to put an unconscious child in it.
"Move quickly." Feng Qingchen reminded again, if Xiao Feng Jin was really placed in the coffin, he would suffocate after a long time.
Feng Qingchen came in person, and the official officials did not dare to neglect. A group of four people opened the coffins inside and outside. The coffins outside looked the newest, but the coffins placed in the backyard were different.
There's everything inside.
It is obvious that this coffin shop is actually a tomb robbing gang. They renovate the stolen coffins and sell them again.
This behavior was not only disrespectful to the dead, but also blasphemy to the living. The officials became more and more unhappy and moved their hands faster. A quarter of an hour later, the entire shop was searched again, but there was still no whereabouts of Feng Jin.
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"This small shop is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger." Feng Qingchen sat in the hall and watched the officials from Shuntian Mansion interrogate the clerk of the coffin shop.
These people are very tough-talking and never say a word no matter how much they suffer.
"Miss Feng, you guys are incompetent." The official of Shuntian Prefecture looked ashamed. Feng Qingchen waved her hands indifferently: "Thank you for your hard work. Leave it to me next. I want to see how hard these people's bones are."
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Like a goddess of revenge, Feng Qingchen got up from the chair, walked to one of them, and looked at the other person coldly: "The bones are very hard, Mr. Jingyang's men are really good."
The eyes of the tortured person turned around, and they no longer looked like a wooden person. When they met Feng Qingchen's all-seeing eyes, a flash of panic flashed in his eyes, and he quickly lowered his eyes, returning to his original dead look.
Unfortunately, it's too late...
"It turns out he's not a wooden person. You guys are pretending to be like him." Feng Qingchen sneered and clapped his hands: "Bring me my medicine box."
The Eighteenth Cavalry carried Feng Qingchen's medicine box forward. Feng Qingchen opened it sideways, took out the gloves from inside and put them on. Then he took out the syringe and medicine, and took out the medicine inside in front of everyone: "This is my
Prepare it for Mr. Jingyang, but unfortunately Mr. Jingyang was too alert and ran away first. In this case, I will take it out on you."
She never used her knowledge to harm others, but this time she made an exception. If Lan Jingyang dared to attack her brother, he would have to bear the wrath of her revenge.
Feng Qingchen smiled brightly and signaled to the officer on the side to remove the person from the torture rack. The tortured person was shaking all over and looked at Feng Qingchen with a look of horror on his face, shaking his head and struggling back.
In his eyes, Feng Qingchen's smile was scarier than the devil.
The surrounding officials also rubbed their hands desperately. They didn't know what Feng Qingchen was holding in his hands, but their intuition told them that it was not a good thing. Feng Qingchen was too scary like this, and he was more penetrating than the executioner.
Feng Qingchen didn't care what others thought, he squatted down and injected the medicine in his hand into the man's body. The needle pierced the skin, and the pain was nothing to the person who had been tortured.
The man thought that was it, and there was a flash of joy in his eyes. He secretly thought that Feng Qingchen was indeed a little girl. The method was simple. He thought that the needle would hurt the body. In order to satisfy Feng Qingchen, he deliberately put on a painful expression, but
The next second he realized that he was wrong...
Feng Qingchen is not a little girl at all, she is a devil...
"Ah, ah, ah... let me go, let me go." No matter how the officials of Shuntian Prefecture used torture, they did not say a word. However, at this time, they were wailing in pain, and kept grabbing their own hands with both hands.
The skin and flesh on his body were torn off piece by piece.
"Help, help, help." After a while, the man made himself bloody and bloody, and the flesh and skin fell all over the ground. The people in Shuntian Mansion felt like vomiting again when they looked at it. When they looked up, they found Feng Qing
Chen stood there with a smile on his face, his beautiful eyes cold and without any warmth.
Hiss... The official of Shuntian Prefecture shuddered. He really didn't know what Miss Feng had done. How could this person tear off the flesh on his own body? It was really terrible.
The official tried his best to restrain his trembling body, and kept his eyes empty to prevent himself from seeing the miserable condition of the man, lest he have nightmares.
"Let me die, please, let me die." The man was in so much pain that he reached out and pulled out his eyeballs. He wanted to hit his head on the ground, but found that he couldn't do it.
"Don't waste your efforts, you won't die." Feng Qingchen said indifferently: "Okay, now can you tell me where you hid my brother?"
"No, I don't know, I don't know." The man still spoke harshly, pulling his own ears with both hands, and soon pulled his own ears off, and the flesh and blood were mixed together, which was so disgusting.
"You're so tough, how about I give you another shot?" Feng Qingchen asked softly, with a soft voice. The tortured man's whole body trembled, and with a puff, feces and urine flowed out at the same time, and his body shrank in desperately...