"Search, search carefully, don't miss any corner."
"There is a well here. Go down and take a look. Don't miss the bottom of the well."
"Is there any mistake? I'm the one going down again?"
More than twenty imperial guards spread out and searched carefully.
Wang Xu glanced at Zhang Deming and found that the panic in his eyes had subsided, replaced by forced ignorance.
It's a pity that Zhang Deming's acting skills are so poor. His ignorance is mixed with sarcasm. He doesn't look like a person in danger at all. Instead, he seems to be watching a good show. Who can be deceived by such poor acting skills.
"Sir, we searched the east room and found nothing."
"Sir, we have also searched the north room. There is only one snake, two monkeys, and some juggling props."
"Sir, the backyard has been searched and there is nothing suspicious."
After a while, the Jin Yiwei came back to report in twos and threes. The answer was self-evident. Obviously, even if Zhang Deming stole the money, he would not be able to keep it in plain sight at home. Seeing the look in his eyes, Wang Xu knew that nothing would be found.
"Liao Qiang, tell me, what is the most painful punishment among our Jinyi Guards, and what do you know?"
Wang Xu ignored everyone's reports, but looked at Liao Qiang who was following him, and asked about the lynching inside Jin Yiwei.
Liao Qiang didn't know why Wang Xu asked this, but as a subordinate, he didn't need to know the reason, he just needed to know the answer: "Sir, there are many painful punishments. What I am best at is water torture. A bucket of water, a
With a stool and a stack of yellow paper, as long as you repeat it a few times, even the most vicious criminal will be able to confess obediently."
"Water torture!" Wang Xu nodded slightly, pointed at Zhang Deming, and ordered: "Give him a trick, and then ask him where the one hundred thousand taels of silver is."
"Yes, sir!"
Liao Qiang showed a ferocious smile on his face and ordered: "Find a bench, a rope, a bucket of water, and a stack of yellow paper."
"Sir, what are you going to do? Whenever you have to present evidence, you won't give in, right?"
Zhang Deming was so panicked that he subconsciously wanted to run away, but before he could take a few steps, he was pinned to the ground by Jin Yiwei.
Wang Xu looked at his panicked face, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a low smile: "I beat you to get a move? Humph, I have already determined that it was you who did it. Since you don't want to do it yourself, then I will hit you.
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Having said this, Wang Xu raised his head slightly and glanced at Liao Qiang: "If I really made a mistake and he didn't steal the money, I don't need to say sorry to him, right?"
"No need, sir!" Liao Qiang smiled bitterly, not used to Wang Xu's cold humor.
Bench, rope, water, yellow paper, these are not rare things, Jin Yiwei quickly found them.
Liao Qiang rubbed his hands and winked at the Jin Yiwei beside him. Soon four people walked up and tied Zhang Deming to the bench.
"Little brother, do you have anything to say? If not, I will take action." Liao Qiang walked up, picked up a piece of yellow paper, and waved it twice in front of Zhang Deming.
Zhang Deming was so frightened that he swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly: "Sir, I really don't know anything. Please spare me."
"Hey, people are really picky and can't be beaten without fighting. Don't blame my brother for being cruel. After all, he is here to eat."
Liao Qiang stopped talking and put Xuanhuang on Zhang Deming's face, scooped up a ladle of water and poured it down on his head.
Wow!
The water flow hit the yellow paper, and the yellow paper quickly became moist, like a facial mask, sticking tightly to Zhang Deming's face.
Zhang Deming was tied to a bench, shaking his head desperately to avoid it, but how could he escape.
"Hahoo, hahoo"
Feeling difficulty breathing, Zhang Deming blew in desperately, constantly squirming the muscles on his face, and biting the yellow paper with his teeth and tongue.
The yellow paper was very thin, and he quickly made a hole in the layer of yellow paper with his tongue and lips, breathing greedily.
Liao Qiang didn't care either. The charm of waterboarding is that you can see hope at the beginning, but behind hope is always despair.
The second piece of paper was pasted, and a ladle of water was poured on it. Zhang Deming's struggle, which had weakened, suddenly began to become violent.
In his mind, if he could bite off one layer of paper, he could bite off the second and third layers, so he wouldn't have to die.
Is that true? No, it's not that simple.
If it could be cracked easily, waterboarding would not be the torture of Jin Yiwei, and face-to-face torture would not be the first waterboarding punishment.
One piece, two pieces, three pieces
The more yellow paper is pasted on top of each other, the less likely it is to bite through.
When the fifth layer was attached and Zhang Deming struggled desperately but could not bite through the yellow paper, fear set in.
Water pouring on your face will give you the feeling of drowning, forcing you to take big breaths.
This is the charm of veneer criminal law. The more you take a big breath, the faster you will become deprived of oxygen.
At the same time, one paper after another is stacked on top of each other. The more you stack, the more difficult it is to breathe. You can feel death approaching step by step.
"Whoosh!"
When the tenth picture was posted, Liao Qiang peeled off the yellow paper. Under the yellow paper, Zhang Deming was breathing heavily, like a dead fish thrown ashore.
After a while, when he calmed down a bit, Liao Qiang threw the yellow paper on his chest and shouted: "Tell me, where did you hide the silver?"
"I, I don't know anything, I'm wronged, I'm wronged!" Zhang Deming gasped like a dead fish, never admitting that he had stolen money.
When Liao Qiang saw it, he smiled instead of getting angry, and said with a smile: "Okay, he is a tough guy, let's play twenty cards this time!"
Stickers, watering, the whole action is done in one go.
When ten pictures were posted, Zhang Deming clenched his hands tightly and his nails dug deeply into his flesh.
When fifteen pictures were posted, Zhang Deming became incontinent and began to tremble all over.
By the time he reached twenty, he was already exhaling more air and inhaling less, and even his whining had become weaker.
Wow!!
When the yellow paper was opened again, Zhang Deming gasped twice, rolled his eyes and fainted.
However, in this environment, fainting could not escape punishment. Liao Qiang just poured a ladle of water on him and pressed a few times on his body, and Zhang Deming woke up with a cough.
"Tough guy, I have thirty more difficult cards, do you want to try them?" Liao Qiang came up and whispered in Zhang Deming's ear.
Zhang Deming's face was purple and his eyes were turned outward. If five pieces of paper were for beginners, ten pieces of paper would be hard mode, and twenty pieces of paper would be hell difficulty.
What it adds is not paper, but despair. The more difficult it is to breathe, the suffocation feeling as if falling into water, which can destroy a person's willpower.
Seeing that Zhang Deming was silent, Liao Qiang shook his head and went to get the yellow paper placed aside.
At this time, Zhang Deming was completely awake. He shook his head desperately and cried: "I got the money, I said it, and I said anything."
"Pfft!" Wang Xu laughed dumbly. He thought Zhang Deming could fight hard all the way to the end, but it seemed that he was overthinking it.
But this is fine, everyone can just do it, and it saves a waste of time.
"How did you steal the money?" Liao Qiang grabbed Zhang Deming's hair and asked with a hateful expression.
Zhang Deming had already broken through his psychological defense. When asked this time, he immediately said: "I can tame animals and understand animal language. Ever since I heard from a gambling yamen servant, I know that the money in the bank is placed on the shelves."
After covering it with a red cloth instead of putting it in a box, I got a wrong idea.
I raised ten mice and taught them how to pick up silver in their mouths. For every ingot of silver they picked up, they would be given a soybean. If they didn't pick it up, they would be beaten. Over time, they got good at it. After they got good at it, I rented a house near the bank and used it.
The animal language controlled the mice and asked them to dig holes and remove all the money from the shelves. In order not to leave any clues, I shaved off the fur on the mice before taking action to prevent any hair from falling on the red cloth."
As Zhang Deming spoke, a strange scene of a man using a mouse to steal a bank of money slowly emerged before everyone's eyes.
This man is truly a talent. There are many people who know how to tame animals, and there are also many who understand animal language. There are really not many people who can think of doing so.
Moreover, what he stole was not a compound, but a bank. He could steal a hundred thousand taels at a time, and he was not afraid of stretching himself to death.
Wang Xu uses himself to save others. If he were this Zhang Deming, he would definitely not attack the bank.
If you have this ability, it would be great to steal from wealthy families. If you steal a hundred and eighty taels at a time, if you change the place every time you steal, those wealthy families will definitely think that it is the work of an insider, and they will never be able to find him for the rest of their lives.
This man deserves to die, not because he stole, but because he was greedy. Now that he fell into the hands of Jin Yiwei, he was greedy for his life.