Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 205, prison cell (two more)

A prison cell of any age is not comfortable.

After all, it's not the old days, so naturally there will be no prison cells in the Fu family's house.

So Fu Fengcheng still took Leng Sa out of the door and went straight to the place where Yongcheng detained some special prisoners.

This is a hidden courtyard not far from the arsenal in the six southern provinces. There are usually heavy troops stationed around here, and there are some important institutions around. Even if outsiders pass by, they only think that this is an important research institution.

The cell was very clean, but it was unavoidable with a dark and faint smell of blood. As soon as I entered Leng Sa, I couldn't help frowning slightly.

Fu Fengcheng looked up at her, "If Madam feels uncomfortable, she will not go in."

Leng Sa shook her head to indicate that it was fine. The smell of blood mixed with the dark, dank breath in the cell was unpleasant, but it didn't make her feel unbearable.

"None of the people locked here are ordinary people." Leng Sa followed Fu Fengcheng and glanced at the cage next to the passage.

The treatment of the people here is obviously good, everyone can enjoy a single room, and there is no trouble with a group of people locked in one room in an ordinary cell.

Following them was the person in charge of the prison, and respectfully smiled at Leng Sa, "Young madam doesn't know anything, the prisoners here are either the most sinful and vicious people, or the captured spies and spies, ordinary people. No one can enter this place."

Nodding coldly, "No wonder."

"Hey, Master Fu still takes a little beauty to visit the prison? I heard that you can't do it, can you bear such a delicate beauty? Why don't you..." A tangle of hair and beard almost covered the whole picture The man with the face suddenly opened his mouth and said with a smile, a pair of eyes like a hungry wolf stared at Leng Sa, full of ill will.

"..." The person in charge secretly sweated and couldn't help but glance at Fu Fengcheng.

"Bang!"

"Ow! Fu Fengcheng, you despicable and shameless little bastard! If you have the ability, you will kill the labor and capital!" The man laughed halfway, and there was a blood hole on the thigh that was lying on the ground, and the blood flowed instantly. As noted.

Fu Fengcheng looked down at the gun in his hand with an indifferent expression. After a while, he looked up at the middle-aged man, "Dong Hu, I didn't want you to be mean to me when I left you alive."

The man was actually a man. Although he was twitching in pain, he gritted his teeth and scolded, "The labor and capital are not rare! I'll go to your mother!"

Fu Fengcheng ignored his scolding and looked up at the person in charge next to him.

The person in charge seemed to understand what he was asking, and replied respectfully, "Young Master, he still refuses to call out the whereabouts of that batch of gold."

Fu Fengcheng said: "It will be three years in three days. If you don't recruit again, you don't have to keep it. It's a waste of food."

"Yes, then..."

"Throw it outside the city to feed the dogs." Fu Fengcheng said coldly.

Leng Sa looked at the people in the cell with interest, because Master Fu's eyes that were still staring at them immediately became more disciplined.

After all, not everyone likes to court death, even if they are prisoners in their cells.

Leng Sa pointed to Dong Beard in the cell with a smile, "I said, if he doesn't stop the bleeding, he might be able to feed the dog in three days."

Fu Fengcheng said: "It doesn't matter if it's three days in the morning or three days in the evening."

Smiles coldly, "But gold doesn't matter?" It seems that the reason why this Dong Huo is alive is because he has hidden a lot of gold.

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Madam is still proficient in torture?"

Leng Sa shook her head with some regret, "No, but I can give you some ideas." She is a noble and glamorous sniper far away from the battlefield. Tube.

Fu Fengcheng was not disappointed, "Mrs. Huihui pointed and pointed them."

The two walked inside while talking, leaving the prisoners in the roadside cell to look at each other and curse their mothers inwardly.

It's no wonder that Fu Fengcheng dared to bring a cute little girl to such a place. Dare to love is not a good thing.

A emaciated man in the cell next to Dong Huo smiled hehely, "Old Dong, it's not a glorious thing to be planted in the hands of a hairy boy, everyone has come in, you can stop calling and suffer less. sin."

"Go away!" As if you were not in the hands of Fu.

On the other side, in a dark corner, trembling, an old man with filthy hair and white flowers crawled out. The old man's cloudy eyes glanced at the direction where Fu Fengcheng and his party left, and shivered in fear, "You young people People are blind. Don't provoke that girl if you don't want to die."

"Old blind man, what do you mean?" This old blind man was notoriously timid as a mouse, and he didn't know why he could be imprisoned here.

The old man said in a low voice, "The girl looks so bright, and the blood on her hands is probably no less than yours."

"..." Some people around who heard this were dismissive, but some couldn't help being silent.

The people who can be locked in this place, except those spies, who are not the ones who have no more than ten lives in their hands? That little girl looked at Shui Lingling, if it was true, it was really a ruthless character.

The head of the prison opened a door and invited the two in, which was a separate cell or interrogation room.

The huge room was empty, and a young man in his early twenties was locked in a cage at the bottom of the room.

The man looked handsome, but looked a little out of spirit after being locked up for a few days. There is still a lot of blood on his body. Obviously, people who entered this place, even the illegitimate son of Long Dushuai, don't want to go out safely.

The young man jumped up as if frightened when he heard the voice, but froze the moment he saw Fu Fengcheng, and then desperately backed away to hide himself in the dark.

Leng Sa was a little surprised, "What did you do to him?"

Fu Fengcheng said: "I didn't do anything."

The person in charge of the prison made a winking gesture to the people behind him, and immediately two people went in and lifted them out and pressed them into the chairs on the side.

The young man was a little flustered and wanted to stand up, "Young Master Fu, please forgive me! I really don't know anything! No, I didn't do it...it really wasn't me!"

It's just that the chair was specially designed to interrogate prisoners, and a bar above the armrest held the person firmly in the chair and couldn't stand up.

Leng Sa sat down in the chair next to him, picked up the documents on the table and flipped through them.

That is the basic information of the young man in front of him, and it is quite thorough. Age, birthdate, parental status, almost half of his life is on it. Leng Sa read it with relish as a story book, but I didn't expect Long Shao's younger brother to be quite interesting.

Fu Fengcheng asked: "Who is the person who asked you for those weapons?"

"I...I don't know." The young man said at a loss, seeing Fu Fengcheng frowning and quickly added, "I really don't know, I...I don't know them!"

Fu Fengcheng said lightly: "You provided them with 20 rifles, 16 pistols, 50 grenades, and 2,000 rounds of ammunition. If you didn't need to go through Long Boyun and you couldn't get it yourself, they also ordered two machine guns and Three thousand rounds. You told me you didn't know them?"

I... go!

Leng Sa glanced at Fu Fengcheng with a little surprise, those people really made a lot of money.

If Xu Shaoming didn't react quickly and didn't rush into the mine field that day, if she didn't move fast, if Fu Fengcheng's car bulletproof effect was really good, if it wasn't for the machine gun, Fu Fengcheng might have been beaten into a sieve. .

The young man grimaced, "I didn't lie to you, it was...introduced by someone else. I just wanted to make some extra money, so I kept it from the dragon...the Lord Long."

"Who is the person who introduced it?"

"It's me... the brother I met in Jiangcheng. He..."

Fu Fengcheng said: "He is dead, there is no proof of death."

"I..."

Fu Fengcheng stared at the young man, "Long Jun, do you know what it will cost you to lie to me?"

The young man nodded cautiously: "I...I know, I dare not lie to you, really!"

Fu Fengcheng sneered and turned to look at Leng Sa who was sitting at the table.

Leng Sa had already handed him a piece of paper full of handwriting in his hand, Fu Fengcheng glanced at it, "One of the killers who died was the leader of the New Leaf Association in the North, and you... When I was in the north, I had a close relationship with the eldest young master of the Xinye Club. Tell me, you don't know him?"

The face of the young man named Long Jun suddenly changed, and the expression that was originally submissive also became nervous and alert, "I, I..."

Fu Fengcheng nodded to the people behind him, "Teach Master Long how to speak."

"Yes, young and old."

Seeing the two people standing on the side walking towards him, Long Jun immediately struggled, "Wait! No... Master Fu, I'm from the Long family, if you dare to touch me, the Long family will not let you go. Yes!"

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "If I kill you, do you think Long Yue will hate me or thank me?"

Long Jun's face became even more ugly when he heard Long Yue's name.

Fu Fengcheng didn't plan to talk to him anymore, but turned to Leng Sa and said, "Madam, let's go out and wait for a while, it's not nice here."

Leng Sa raised her eyebrows and glanced at Long Jun, "This is the end?"

Fu Fengcheng laughed softly, "Let Young Master Long calm down."

Leng Sa stood up, nodded and smiled, "Okay, let's go." She was curious about the cell but not about torture. After all, what kind of punishment Leng Ye has never seen before? She is not a pervert who likes to watch others get tortured.

"I'll leave it to you." Fu Fengcheng said to the person in charge.

The person in charge nodded respectfully and replied, "Young Master, don't worry, Master Long will figure it out soon."

Although this young master of the Long family is surnamed Long, he looks nothing like the young marshal of the Long family and the master of Longmen.

Obviously, no matter what kind of family, the descendants of the descendants are inevitably mixed.

They naturally have means to deal with such people, and the reason why they are useless is because the other party's identity is special and they are afraid that it will be difficult to explain.

Since everyone has spoken, there is nothing to worry about.