"Why did he appear in the Prime Minister's Mansion? And why was he with you?"
"Because he once teased me, I... I caught him in my house and wanted to take revenge. But... I was plotted by this treacherous villain."
The cow-faced man didn't ask any more questions.
Fu Qianqian glanced at him secretly, holding back her fear, and asked, "Did you arrest him too?"
The cow-faced man said nothing.
Fu Qianqian continued: "Can you let him go? He has nothing to do with this matter. He is innocent."
Seeing the worry on Fu Qianqian's face, the cow-faced man seemed to be interested: "You seemed to have hatred for him as you said before. Why are you interceding for him now?"
Fu Qianqian lowered her head, as if she didn't know how to answer this question.
The bull-faced man stood up and opened the cell door.
Fu Qianqian was startled, stood up hurriedly, and looked at the other party in horror: "What are you going to do?"
"Don't be nervous, I'm just taking you to meet that person."
Fu Qianqian didn't believe it: "You won't hurt me?"
"Your answer is pretty good. I will only let you stay here for now and no one will hurt you."
"Gulu." Fu Qianqian swallowed heavily, her expression relaxed, but the fear in her heart still did not diminish by half.
The cow-faced man made an invitation gesture and motioned Fu Qianqian to go out.
Fu Qianqian was doubtful and could not refuse, so he had to leave the separate cell with the cow-faced man.
Fu Qianqian had heard someone say that the most ghastly prison cell in the capital was in Dali Temple. There were countless innocent souls inside, and those who died were often prominent figures in Dahua.
But she felt that the dungeon she was in at this time was more intrusive than Dali Temple.
Although there is no one here and all the cells are empty, the number of cells is definitely much more than that of Dali Temple. Moreover, all the cells are made of heavy iron, and even the four walls are covered with steel plates.
The dark metallic light makes people feel heavy and depressing. More importantly, everything here is covered with dust and seems to have been abandoned for many years. Except for some licorice, all that are left are rusty torture instruments, called
People are shocked.
As Fu Qianqian walked, she could clearly hear her heartbeat. Perhaps because her fear had exceeded the critical point of crying, she acted very calmly along the way.
After walking for about two hundred steps, he finally saw the end of the prison, but what Fu Qianqian didn't expect was that there were stairs under the end that led to the lower area.
The cow-faced man walked in front, signaling Fu Qianqian to get down.
Fu Qianqian refused, and you were a little trembling in business: "You...where are you taking me? Where is this place down here?"
The cow-faced man didn't explain much: "It must be easier down here than staying here. If you don't want to, I will send you back to where you were."
Fu Qianqian thought for a while, and looked at hundreds of cells along the way, but there was no one there.
There is nothing worse than staying where you were.
After a moment's hesitation, Fu Qianqian stepped onto the stairs going down.
After that, Fu Qianqian had a deeper understanding of the dungeon he was in. Along the way, he walked up to three floors. Each floor was the same cell as the previous floor, but the further down, the more cells were built.
The more heavy iron there is.
Where are these cells used to trap people?
Even wild beasts cannot escape from here.
What on earth is this place?
Is it inside the capital? Or outside the capital?
But regardless of whether it's inside or outside the capital, how could there be such a large-scale dungeon in the world?
Fu Qianqian suddenly remembered Xia Shang's words.
"Don't treat everyone in the Metropolitan Procuratorate as fools. Your father will definitely suffer retaliation from the Metropolitan Procuratorate if he does this."
Is this the Metropolitan Procuratorate?
Fu Qianqian thought to herself.
As the daughter of the prime minister, she has seen and heard much more than the average person in the capital.
She had some impression of the three words "Dupu Procuratorate", but she couldn't remember who mentioned it. She only knew that it was a very secretive organization, directly led by the emperor.
Fu Qianqian thought about it, no matter what the obstruction was, as long as he was appointed by the imperial court, there should be an office belonging to this organization in the capital.
But Fu Qianqian has lived in the capital for nearly twenty years and has never heard of a place called "Duchayuan" in or around the capital.
Just as he was wondering, Fu Qianqian went down the stairs again.
There was no cell here, only a long dark corridor with no end, and there was a door at the beginning. After the cow-faced man opened it, Fu Qianqian was shocked to find that it was a fully furnished room.
There are beds, tables, stools, lights, pens and ink, and even chess and chess.
"Where is this?" Fu Qianqian was a little confused.
"Miss Fu, I'm not lying to you, am I? Is this place more comfortable than the previous place? It's just that there is a person inside who needs your care."
The cow-faced man said and pointed to the bed.
Only then did Fu Qianqian see Xia Shang lying unconscious on the bed.
She walked over and saw Xia Shang's face was pale and sweating profusely, and he shouted twice.
But Xia Shang didn't move or react at all.
"What happened to him? Did you hurt him?"
"So, not really. His situation is very special. No one can help him. Whether he can survive or not depends on him. In the following period, someone will bring him life-saving medicine every day. I believe you
Should we refuse to help him take the medicine?"
Fu Qianqian frowned, looked at Xia Shang, and then responded affirmatively.
"That's fine. You two can stay here. Don't have any small thoughts and stay peacefully. Otherwise, we won't be too polite to the prime minister's daughter."
"Who are you?"
Fu Qianqian summoned up the courage to ask out the doubts in her heart.
But the cow-faced man has closed his shop and left.
Fu Qianqian and the unconscious Xia Shang were the only two people left in this room that was hidden underground.
I don't know if he saw an acquaintance, but this made Fu Qianqian feel a little more at ease. Being in such an independent space with a home-like layout was already the best experience.
She calmed down, walked to the bed and looked at Xia Shang.
For some reason, Fu Qianqian felt very guilty when seeing Xia Shang become like this.
Before she fell into coma, she vaguely heard the fight between Xia Shang and the man in black.
Fu Qianqian knew that this person ended up like this because he was trying to protect himself.
The previous cow-faced man said that he didn’t know whether this man could wake up, but what if he really died like this...
Thinking about it, Fu Qianqian clenched her fists. This rich young lady had never felt guilty in her life, but she didn't expect that she would feel guilty today when facing the person she once hated so much.
"You must get better. I swear I will never bully you again." (To be continued)