Recently, under pressure from top to bottom, in the cell of Dali Temple, Rong Yunche is stepping up the interrogation of the gang of robbers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This gang of robbers are all hard-boned, very slippery, and the torture has no results, and their mouths are very hard.

But as soon as they entered the cell of Dali Temple, Rong Yunche had a way to make them speak.

In addition, Rong Yisheng came to the cell from time to time to abuse them, and the mental and physical torture made them a little unbearable.

"Still don't say it?" Rong Yunche smiled and sat on the side.

This smile was panicked in the eyes of the prisoners, and it was only cold to the bones.

Several of the cowardly robbers were trembling with fright, and only the leader of the robbers was still pretending to be calm, gritting his teeth and not saying a word.

"Come on, put on the torture instrument. ”

With Rong Yunche's order, several jailers quickly lifted things up.

A cauldron, and a sharp iron comb.

I saw a few jailers constantly adding firewood to the cauldron, and the water in the pot slowly began to steam out.

"Before I get serious, I'm going to ask you one last time, do you want to say yes?"

The robber leader swallowed his saliva, and the dead duck said stiffly: "Isn't it just cooking, since Lao Tzu dares to do such a thing, he has never been afraid." ”

Rong Yunche quietly looked at the water in the cauldron, "If I want to cook the punishment, do I still have to wait until now?

The water in the iron pot was boiling and bubbling out.

Cooking punishment, as the name suggests, is to tie the prisoner and put it in a large cauldron, add cold water, and then slowly add firewood below, the water in the pot slowly heats up over time, and when it reaches a certain temperature, the prisoner can't stand it anymore and will confess.

But now that the water in the pot has been boiled, what does Rong Yunche want to do? The bandit leader pondered silently.

"Do you see this comb? This is carefully made of thousand-year-old black iron, extremely sharp, and only in Dali Temple, you have the opportunity to see it." Yung Yunche played with an iron comb the size of a dagger in his hand.

"What the hell do you want to do, just give us a good time if you're a man!"

They are a group of outlaws, and they are not afraid of death at all when they come out to mingle, but what kind of heroes are torturers like Rong Yunche.

"I have never heard of a punishment called grooming, which is to strip a person naked, put him naked on an iron bed, pour boiling water on his body several times, and then use an iron brush to brush off the flesh and skin of his body. Just like the folk killing pigs with boiling water and then removing their hair, until the skin and flesh are brushed out, revealing the white bones, you say that you group of tough guys, see your own skin and flesh being brushed off layer by layer, what kind of feeling? Anyway, I have seen so many so-called tough guys, none of them insist on living. ”

"Rong Shizi, give us a good time, this will be good for you and me. The bandit leader said with a mysterious expression.

"Oh, it's good for me......" Before Yung Yunche could finish speaking, the jailer next to him hurriedly interrupted him.

"My lord, Prince Duan and Princess Duan ask to see you!"

"You go tell her something, I'll talk about it when I get back. "It's strange that his mother never bothered him when he was working, so why was he in such a hurry.

"Princess, you can't go in, the prince is trying the case!"

"You let go!"

I only heard a noisy sound outside, and Zhang Yun broke in like this.

"Lord, the princess broke in, and her subordinates couldn't stop her. "This jailer is also very helpless, after all, the princess is the mother of their adult, and she is a woman, how dare they get close to her.

"You all go down first!" Rong Yunche waved his hand and waved away a group of subordinates.

"Che'er, Mother came to see you, they had to stop me from coming in. ”

"Mother, I'm working on a case! It's okay, you can go back quickly!" Seeing that she was about to pry their mouths open, her mother ran out again to make trouble.

You must know that the most important thing in this forced confession is to attack the heart, make a bang, and let their spirits collapse, so that they can ask for the result, and the mother's interruption has to start from the beginning.

But there is no way, who made her his mother! You must know that Zhang Yun was a high-flying, domineering and willful person before, thinking of one play is another, and later after Rong Ruoxi died, her whole person became more neurotic, hysterical at every turn, which made Rong Yunche very annoyed, but you can't provoke her yet, as long as she is in a hurry, she will go crazy again.

"How's the case going?

"Mother, this is not what you should care about, the prison is full of smoke and miasma, I will let you send you back. ”

"I won't go back, Che'er, robbers like this, why don't you just kill them, keeping them will also harm the world. Zhang Yun said, picking up the purse in his hand and playing with it casually.

The leader of the robbers looked at the purse in Zhang Yun's hand, and a trace of imperceptible strangeness flashed in his eyes.

"Mother, I know what to do, go back quickly!" his mother never asked him about his work, why was it so abnormal today.

Rong Yunche also noticed the small movements between Zhang Yun and the bandit leader, and a terrible thought quickly floated through his mind.

"Che'er, why do you keep driving me away, and you don't even want me?" Zhang Yun began to be hysterical again.

"Mother, you will affect my work by doing this. ”

"Che'er, mother has only one son left with you now, if you don't even want me anymore, then what's the point of me living!" Zhang Yun was afraid that Rong Yunche would see the clues, so he simply sprinkled it.

"Okay, okay, I'll send you back!"

Rong Yunche helplessly comforted Zhang Yun and stopped what he was doing, because at this time, no matter how much he reasoned with Zhang Yun, it was useless. He always felt that his mother's situation should be a kind of illness, maybe Ruoxi's death brought her too much stimulation, and it was time to help his mother get a doctor to take a look.

Rong Yunche helped Zhang Yun into the carriage, and Zhang Yun's mood gradually stabilized.

"Mother, where did this purse come from?" asked Rong Yunche, pointing to the purse in Zhang Yun's hand.

This purse is sewn from linen fabric, and although the stitches and embroidery are exquisite, the cloth and silk threads used are obviously used by poor people, so Rong Yunche concluded that this purse was not his mother's. Her mother has been pampered since she was a child, where would she wear such a thing.

"This is Mama Zhao's, she fell in my room today, so I'll help her put it away first. "Mama Zhao is Zhang Yun's nursing mother, and her husband's family is poor, so it is also said that she has this purse.

But Zhang Yun's statement made Rong Yunche even more suspicious, and his intuition that had been handling the case told him that things were definitely not so simple.

"I see, I heard that now Mama Zhao's husband has opened a small shop on East Street, and the business is quite prosperous, and Mama Zhao should live a good life with it! Rong Yunche seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed to be questioning Zhang Yun.

"You also know that Mama Zhao is more nostalgic, which is not surprising. It's you, is your work going well today?" Zhang Yun sighed in his heart, could it be that Yun Che found something? )