Xiao Chen picked up the wine bottle with a smile on his face. He raised his head and took another big sip.
"Since Huang Anliang, an old fox, has been given three days, let him be clean for another three days. But it would be better for the two Qianhu under him to confess early."
He picked up the blade beside the table, opened the door, and walked out again.
When he came to the prison again, Du Shaoqin was cooking a pot of bone soup in the stove room for the concubine of Duan Shixiong, the governor of Changping. Seeing Xiao Chen return to the prison, he couldn't help but stand up.
"I have arranged for Duan Shixiong and his concubine to be together according to your instructions." He turned around and pointed to the iron pot on the stove, "The big bone soup is for the concubine."
Patting Du Shaoqin on the shoulder, Xiao Chen said: "Your efficiency in doing things is really unsatisfactory. This Shixiong is also in his forties and has no heirs. People often say that there are three types of unfilial piety, and the worst is not having heirs. This
My concubine is pregnant, but I dare not let them go back. Thank you for your hard work, please bear with her every day."
"You guys have completely subverted the image of Dongchang in people's minds. A captain of Dongchang who licks blood from his knife and wanders on the edge of life and death, has a bodhisattva heart towards these low-level people. OK, I know
Yes, I will give her a hard time every day from now on." Du Shaoqin said with a smile.
"What kind of Bodhisattvas are there? What I despise the most are those clay Bodhisattvas who receive incense and fire but never appear. They have a breeze on their sleeves and a clear life. They talk about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but they just watch the people struggling in the fire and water without taking any action.
Okay, let's stop complaining and let me interrogate those two Qianhu to see if we can make some breakthrough." Xiao Chen said.
"You don't want your life? You haven't slept for two days and one night. No matter how urgent the case is, you can't fight like this, right? Go back to sleep. When you wake up, I welcome you to interrogate the prisoner at any time." Du Shaoqin stood up and supported Xiao Chen.
With his shoulder, he pushed him out of the door.
"I went back and lay down, unable to sleep. This Huang Anliang has received special approval from the factory owner and can rest for three days. If the confessions of the two Qianhu households are not taken early, I'm afraid that in three days, this old fox's
The mouth is even harder to pry open." Xiao Chen shook his head helplessly.
Seeing what Xiao Chen said, Du Shaoqin had no choice but to agree to him: "Okay, which one will be promoted first?"
"It doesn't matter which one, they both have to be interrogated today anyway."
When they arrived at the door of Lan Qianhu's cell, the captain at the door hurriedly opened the big lock on the iron door.
"Do you want me to go in with you?" Du Shaoqin asked, looking at Xiao Chen.
"No, there's still bone soup on the stove. It'll be ready in a while. Send someone to bring it in."
"Okay." Du Shaoqin turned and left.
Xiao Chen pushed open the iron door of the cell and walked in.
A pungent smell of alcohol hit his face. Xiao Chen covered his nose and looked around.
There was a pile of vomit in the corner, which was the source of the unpleasant smell.
This newly built prison cell in Dongchang has never been used before. The vomit must have been wasted by the old Li family's good wine and food because of fright or the bumpy road.
The bed was in a mess, and Lan Qianhu covered his whole body with a quilt. Even though there was a wall of fire around him, he still huddled up.
"Bang", Xiao Chen put his foot on the bed board, "Get up."
Lan Qianhu, who was on the bed, was suddenly awakened. He opened the quilt and sat up straight. When he saw Xiao Chen, he slowly calmed down.
"What? Are you here to interrogate me?" Lan Qianhu said lazily.
"Instead of interrogating you, we will capture you and treat you like a god?" Xiao Chen couldn't help but laugh at the other party's words.
"It's a capital crime anyway. It means death anyway. I won't tell you, so just give up." Lan Qianhu said unhurriedly.
"Are you trying to tell me that you are a tough guy, or that you will not hesitate to implicate the nine clans?"
"It doesn't matter how you interpret it, I just won't speak."
"Hey, when did everyone want to be a hero? I was so scared yesterday that I went crazy. Today, my mouth is as good as a cooked duck. Do you think you can handle it?" Xiao Chen
There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.
If it weren't for his confession, I wouldn't even think about it. Now, he actually played dirty tricks with me, like a dead pig that's not afraid of boiling water.
"What? You want to extract a confession through torture?" Lan Qianhu snorted coldly.
The laws of the Ming Dynasty stipulate that prisoners of war are not allowed to be tortured, and prisoners are not allowed to be tortured to extract confessions. As a former military official, he clearly remembers these express prohibitions of the court.
"How is that possible? Dongchang is a civilized law enforcement unit and will not use cruel methods such as tooth extraction and skinning on prisoners. I am just saying that for a weakling like you, you should explain clearly whether it is a bone or not.
Will it be softer?”
Hearing this, Lan Qianhu felt like he had received a reassurance. As long as he was not tortured, any other persuasion would be in vain.
Lifting his right leg, Lan Qianhu got off the bed and stood straight in front of Xiao Chen, deliberately straightening his back.
"Even if you kill me, I won't tell you anything. You can't use my confession to bring down the commander."
"Hahaha, it turns out that your confession can defeat Huang Anliang." Xiao Chen laughed loudly, "You are really a complete idiot."
He suddenly raised his leg and kicked Lan Qianhu's right knee.
"Crack", a crisp sound of bone breaking came from Lan Qianhu's right leg.
"Ah..." A scream like a slaughtering pig came from the cell.
Lan Qianhu fell to the ground with his hands on his knees.
The shackles on his body made a crisp "clang" sound as he rolled.
Xiao Chen put his hands behind his back and looked at the ground with a smile. Lan Qianhu, whose face turned purple in pain, said nothing.
"You are shameless. You said Dongchang is a civilized law enforcement unit. But you actually lynched me."
Lan Qianhu wailed and cursed Xiao Chen loudly. It seemed that this was the only way to vent all the anger in his heart.
Xiao Chen showed a surprised expression: "This is called lynching? Have you ever heard of it. There is a special method in the Jinyi Guards to deal with disobedient prisoners, called familiar ears?"
"No." Lan Qianhu shook his head, his body trembling involuntarily.
"There are two types of cooked ears. One is to hold a boiling kettle and keep pouring water on the ears until the ears are cooked."
Glancing at Lan Qianhu who was trying to calm himself down on the ground, Xiao Chen added: "There is another way to deal with the more disobedient prisoners, directly burning an iron rod red and sticking it through the prisoner's ear. Lan Qianhu,
Tell me, which one is more comfortable?"
Xiao Chen stared at the other person with a faint smile on his face.