Carefree Scholar Chapter 931: Frank and lenient

"The sky is dry and everything is dry, watch out for the candles!"

"Guard against thieves and theft, close doors and windows!"

"It's three watch days..."

……

The moon is black and wind is high at night, killing people and setting fire to the sky.

The clouds are thick and the stars are hidden, covering the moon, and the whole of Kyoto is shrouded in a thick layer of darkness. Tomorrow is definitely not a good sunny day, but for some people, tonight is a rare good time.

On the three watch days, in Kyoto, both ordinary people and powerful people have turned off their lights and fell asleep, and the watchman walked slowly down the street with the ringing of the gong.

Sometimes a line of patrol soldiers hurried past, and their armor collided with weapons, making a clanging sound. However, neither the watchman nor the soldiers noticed it. Just above their heads, countless ghostly figures were moving quickly. .

An honorable mansion.

In the quiet mansion, there were a few dog barks. A nurse opened his sleepy eyes and murmured: "It's midnight, what is it called, kill the stew tomorrow!"

That being said, I got up and opened the door, planning to go over and take a look.

In the courtyard, in the darkness, a dark shadow glanced at the opposite vicious dog indifferently, and the vicious dog immediately stopped barking and ran back into the den with its tail clamped.

The guard, who had put his hand on the door latch, squinted and listened, then shook his head, and went back to the room sleepily.

In a room in the courtyard, another figure shrouded in a cloak patted the face of the sleeping man on the bed, "Get up..."

The man opened his eyes, his face was full of horror, he was clicked on the acupuncture point, he couldn't move, he couldn't speak, and he was slipped into a big bag.

The figure carried the bag, walked to the courtyard, made a slight leap, and jumped onto the courtyard wall. The figure in the courtyard took a look at the doghouse and then retreated.

In the night, there were more than one silhouettes hurriedly carrying big bags. The crowd came from all directions, and in the end, they all gathered in the same courtyard.

The sloppy old man glanced around and said, "A little bit, are you all here?"

One of the number of people counted, and respectfully said: "There should be forty people, but there are actually thirty-eight people, and there are two others on the road, please give instructions from senior!"

"Come!" The voice fell to the ground, and two big bags were thrown in from outside.

The sloppy old man walked back to the hall, pulled a chicken leg, took a bite, and said, "My own person, I am responsible."

In the courtyard, there are many rooms, and everyone works in pairs, picking up the squirming bags in the courtyard, and picking up some rooms to enter.

Somewhere in a room.

The man sitting at the table looked at the figure kneeling down, and asked in a deep voice: "Name?"

"You, who are you?" In the hall, the man wearing only a lining looked terrified, "What did you get me here for?"

The man asked again: "Name?"

"You guys, do you know who I am? You arrested me, don't try to escape from Kyoto!"

Behind him, a man kicked him impatiently, "I want to ask you something, come back honestly, don't play tricks!"

Although the man kneeling there is full of trepidation, his situation is better than others. In order not to anger these villains, he can only answer honestly: "Wei Qi."

"Official position."

"Ministry of Engineering..., Minister of Engineering."

The man above glanced at him and said, "What bad things have been done, tell me."

The man named Wei Qi looked up, then lowered his head and said, "I don't know what you are talking about?"

"Be lenient in confession, and strict in resistance." The man in the cloak reminded: "For example, you and the Qin family, and those nasty deeds that the Cui family did. Tell me about it."

Wei Qi trembled, raised his head and said helplessly: "You arrest me, what are you trying to do? I really don't know what you are talking about!"

The man in the cloak turned his eyes to the other person and said: "Don't waste time, do it."

"You, you want..., ah!"

The man named Wei Qi fell on the ground before he could finish a sentence, exposed on his skin, his veins violently, cold sweat on his forehead, and his body twitching constantly. Obviously the pain was extreme. .

The man squatted down and asked, "Should you tell me?"

"I..., I don't know..., I don't know what to say!"

The man didn't ask any more, but reached out his hand again somewhere on his body.

This time, the blue veins under his skin began to beat, like twisting earthworms. It was extremely terrifying. At the same time, his throat made a low growl of pain to the extreme, tears flowing. , Before the man asked questions, he immediately said: "I said, I said, I said all..."

The man stretched out his hand and tapped twice on his body. The clothes on Wei Qi's body were soaked, and the whole figure was lying on the ground, gasping for breath.

The man shook his head, and threw the pen and paper in front of him: "It would have been better if you didn't cooperate like this. Honestly, don't think about fooling us. We all know your background. If you dare to write a lie , The taste just now, let you taste enough."

Wei Qi quickly turned over, grabbed the pen, and quickly wrote on the paper. After confessing those things, he might lose his official hat, and he might die, but if he didn't confess, he would be more uncomfortable than death!

Even if it's dead, he doesn't want to experience the torture just now...

Another room.

"Don't tell me?" The masked man stood up and looked at the figure kneeling in the room. After two steps, he said to the other person: "Do it!"

The man was stunned, and asked: "What is the move?"

The masked man said: "Let him taste the taste of splitting muscles."

The man looked at him and murmured: "Separate muscles and wrong hands...I won't."

The masked man was also stunned, "Then what will you do?"

The man shook his head and said: "I practice serious skills, not this way..."

The masked man sat down again and said: "Then I don't care, I caught the person. The interrogation is yours. I can't get it out, and my points won't be deducted."

"You!" The man glared at him, but he was a little helpless. He looked down at the man who was kneeling on the ground with a panicked face, and exclaimed: "People are not a good thing, they are handsome... "

He looked up at the masked man and said, "You avoid it."

After speaking, he took off his pants.

The kneeling man's complexion changed greatly, and he trembled: "You, what are you going to do..."

"You..."

"Don't..., let me go, I say, I say everything!"

……

The man shook his head regretfully, put on his pants, looked at the masked man, and said, "The trial is over."

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"You have the right to remain silent, and I have the right to fight you until you are not silent."

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A few months ago, the Miaoyinge twin girls case was raging in Kyoto and everyone knows. Later, her injustice case was rehabilitated. An ancestral hall was built for her in Kyoto.

In order to thank the girls for their contributions, people came to worship from far away, so that in the ancestral hall of the girls, there are endless incense and tributes. Every morning, there are countless people before the temple opens. Lined up at the door, waiting for the manager to open the ancestral hall.

Today is also an ordinary morning.

A government official yawned, and after opening the gate of the ancestral hall, he didn't even go in and take a look, so he left in a daze.

His daily duty is to open and close the door. It is still early, and it is the right thing to go back and take a good rest.

People lined up and walked in, holding incense tributes in their hands. As soon as they stepped into the courtyard, they saw an unexpected scene.

According to the usual practice, before entering the ancestral hall, one must first worship in front of the stone stele in the courtyard.

At this moment, a group of human figures, sturdyly tied with a rope, knelt before the stele, motionless.

In front of each of them, there is a sheet of paper, crushed by a stone.

There are densely packed small prints on the paper, which are too far to see clearly.

Everyone stopped, their faces shocked, and they dared not step forward.

Taking advantage of the time when someone reported to the official, the good people counted. There were no more, no less, just forty people kneeling on the ground.

Finally someone couldn't help being curious, and tentatively walked a few steps forward, and soon several people followed...

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