Chapter 66: Difficulty
Fu Yin stroked his beard with one hand, and pretended to look at the oracle with the other, but he kept making small calculations in his heart. Duan Ling knew what he was thinking when he saw him, so he glared at him and shouted, "Could it be that this edict is still fake." β
Fu Yin hurriedly threw a look at the master, and the master immediately nodded and said, "Don't dare!" Of course, Guo Shilang's seal will not be fake. It's just that I don't know that our master hasn't reported this case to the Criminal Department yet, so Lord Shilang will come directly to mention someone, which seems to be unruly. β
"Do you still dare to talk to us Guo Shilang about the rules?" Duan Ling's face darkened, and he said: "Last night, our Guo Shilang went to Yizhuang in person, saw the body of the deceased, and found that there were many suspicious points, which was obviously a wrong case. Guo Shilang took the paper and asked in person. My lord" Duan Ling hugged his fist at Fu Yin and continued: "While the big mistake has not yet been made, it is the best choice for you to have our Criminal Department take over this case. Think about it. There was a naked threat in his words.
Fu Yin's hand shook, and he accidentally pulled off a few more beards that were originally small. He hurriedly threw away his hand, sighed secretly, and said, "Guard Duan is reasonable, master, take Guard Duan to pick up someone!" The official went to sort out the file. "The point is to take out the confession and destroy it.
Originally, he wanted to hold on a little more for the sake of the silver, but Duan Ling's threat made him immediately have an epiphany, no matter how good the silver is, he has to have a life to spend it, right? If you really worry about this box of silver ingots and Chang'an ghosts, it's not worth it.
Seeing that Lord Yin of the Mansion was immediately relieved, what else did the master have to say? He had to shake the folding fan in his hand. took Duan Ling and his group and went to the prison together.
The prison here is no bigger than the prison of the Criminal Department, which is full of repeat offenders, so the guards are like iron buckets. It's basically all stealing chickens and dogs. The ruffians who kicked the widow's door and dug up the graves of the widows, or the ordinary people who couldn't pay the taxes, so the guards here were also very lax.
Along the way, apart from the symbolic two jailers waiting outside the cell, Duan Ling never saw a jailer patrolling the prison again. The master looked at Duan Ling's darkening face, and he was also uneasy in his heart. Secretly scolded the regulator for misconduct. When you turn around, you must report it to Lord Fu Yin and beat him dozens of boards.
After walking for a short while, I saw that I was in front of me and I was in the torture room. Suddenly there was a shout. There was also a loud commotion coming out.
"Four, four, five, eleven o'clock. Hahaha. Collect the money! β
"Give money quickly, give money quickly"
"It's really evil, it's been opened six times in a row, I guess this time it must be small, and I want to continue to bet small."
"Hurry up, hurry up, buy it and leave"
Duan Ling's face is now, and the master no longer dares to look at it. He kicked the half-closed door open with a slam. shouted: "You monkey cubs, how dare you gamble while on duty? I'll be sure to tell sΓΉ later. Hit your boards. β
The scene was quiet for a while, and then there was a loud laugh, and a rough voice sounded: "Master, you have no money in hand, do you want to try your luck here with your brother?" You just say it, why bother to scare us under the guise of adults. Chunli, go and pour a glass of wine for the master. It's better to have a fragrant leather cup" The leather cup is mouth-to-mouth drinking, which is a trick that prostitutes like to use.
"Yes." A coquettish female voice sounded. There was a lot of commotion and cheers.
"That's it, master, why don't you make this a banker? Today the dealer is very popular. β
"It's office hours, who has the kung fu to gamble and drink with you?" The master's wistful voice came out again: "Lord Supervisor, you are the leader here, you have to set an example for their group of rabbit cubs." β
The rough voice sounded again, and he said impatiently: "Master, did you have a convulsion today?" In the early morning, who do you want to show your face to me in this certain third of the field? After a pause, he said in surprise: "Master, what's wrong with your eyes?" Is it in the dust? Chunli, go and blow your eyes on the master" It's over, the master strokes his forehead, this stupid pig is simply impossible to save.
"The Overseer is really going to enjoy it!" I saw Duan Ling leading the people, and strode in with a sinking face. He glanced at it, and saw that there were eight or nine jailers crowded into the room, as well as the strangely fat pig-like superintendent, and they all looked up at his group in a daze. There are a mess of torture instruments in the corner, and on the broken table of the Eight Immortals in the center, there are dice, banners with large and small characters painted on them, as well as copper coins and silver horns. There are also a few crooked wine jars on the ground, as well as peanut shells and melon seed skins on the ground.
A woman with a bewitching figure and a white prison uniform is particularly eye-catching. Because her whole body almost rolled into the master's arms, and the master was sweating profusely and pushing out. These people actually let the female prisoners accompany the wine? An angry flame rose in Duan Ling's heart.
It was not the first time that the fat man had seen Duan Ling, he was stunned at first, and then secretly made a face at Na Chunli. Chunli pursed her lips and walked out with her waist twisted. Only then did he say sarcastically to Duan Ling: "Yo, what kind of wind is blowing today to let Duan Guards come to our dirty place in person?" β
Duan Ling closed his eyes helplessly, and then said in a deep voice: "This official was ordered to raise people, please trouble the supervisor to find someone to lead the way." Before leaving, Guo Chengsi had already confessed that this time he wanted to bring out the prisoners smoothly, and the rest could be ignored for the time being.
"Do you have any documents from Lord Yin?" The superintendent picked his teeth and said slowly.
When Duan Ling heard this, he frowned and glanced at his master. The master nodded hurriedly and said, "Yes, it is Guo Shilang's edict, and our Lord Yin agreed." With me, isn't that more useful than that paperwork? β
"Master's words are wrong, we are just doing things according to the rules. If there is no document from Lord Fu Yin, the prisoner will be taken away, and then the family will come to me again, where will I find a living person to hand over to others? β
Duan Ling couldn't help but be furious when he heard this: "You are deliberately making things difficult. β
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, let's do things according to the rules, if the guards think it's a matter of intention. I don't have anything to say. It's just that even in front of Guo Shilang, I still say this, if there is no document from Lord Yin. There's no way I'm going to let you take this man. β
"You" Duan Ling stared at him deadly, his eyes spewing out of raging anger. But he really couldn't argue with anything, because his request was not wrong. And the fat supervisor also stared at him without showing weakness, crackling, and there seemed to be an invisible smoke between the two.
The master was so happy that he hid aside and pretended to be dead, and a thin official behind Duan Ling saw this and immediately stepped forward. He whispered in his ear: "The strong dragon can't suppress the ground snake, it's important for us to save people, don't waste it here." It's better to let people go to Nafu Yin to write paperwork as quickly as possible. β
Duan Ling nodded and shouted loudly: "Little Wu, go with Master Yin to ask for the paperwork of Lord Yin." His angry shout was a buzzing in everyone's ears. There was that timidity in the moment, and his face turned white with fright.
"Yes." A servant with particularly long legs led the order out of the crowd. He grabbed his master's wrist and said politely, "Master, please." But as soon as he took a step on his legs, he was like Hot Wheels, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye. I only heard the panicked cry of the master faintly from afar: "Slow down, slow down my shoes, my shoes are oops, my hat has fallen off"
Some people wanted to laugh, but they could see Duan Ling with a black face. There is also a leisurely face, continue to pick the teeth of the supervision. The laughter was quickly swallowed into his stomach again.
The speed of Xiao Wu was really fast, and after a while, he pulled his unkempt hair, lost a shoe, and the master with a blank look appeared in front of everyone, and presented a document stamped with a vermilion seal. Duan Ling said coldly: "The formalities are complete, can you mention someone?" β
"Phew." The overseer spit out the residue in his mouth, tapped it twice at random, and shouted, "You two, take the guards to pick up people." Remember, be careful, don't delay the guard's official duties. β
"Great!" The two men immediately nodded and led the way.
Duan Ling pursed his lips, his face darkened, flicked the sleeves of his robe, and walked out with the two jailers.
"Phew." The overseer took a sip and began to shout again: "Come, come, come, ignore them, let's continue"
The thin servant inadvertently turned around, and saw that the document that he had finally taken was actually thrown to the ground by the superintendent, and countless footprints were stepped on in an instant. He couldn't help frowning, and a bad premonition hit his heart.
Duan Ling asked as he walked, "Where are the prisoners held?" β
One of the jailers laughed and said, "He's a murderer, so of course he has to be locked up in a heavy cell." Don't worry, it's not far away, it's just ahead. β
Following the thick wooden fence, you can see Brother Zhuang lying face down, motionless in a pile of moldy, smelly straw. It can be clearly seen that the blood oozing from the wound on his waist and buttocks has turned dark brown. His hands and feet were heavily shackled. A swarm of flies buzzed around him, and he seemed to know nothing.
Duan Ling was shocked in his heart, this appearance, shouldn't he be dead? He grabbed a jailer by the collar and roared, "Hurry up and open the door for me." β
The jailer panicked, and he pulled out a large set of keys from his body to open the door. Unexpectedly, as soon as he pulled the lock on the door, and the iron chain that was at least the thickness of a baby's arm, he slipped down with a clatter. Duan Ling stretched out his big fan-like hand, grabbed the jailer's collar and threw him aside, and he strode in.
He squatted down beside Brother Zhuang, slowly lifted his shoulders, and flipped him over. I saw that there were still a small amount of water stains on his bruised face, his eyes were closed, and his teeth were clenched. Duan Ling subconsciously reached out and tried his snort, only to find that he was actually not breathing.
Duan Ling frowned, he raised his eyes and glanced around the prison, only to find a wad of water-soaked yellow paper-mounted paper thrown in the corner. If it were an ordinary person, of course he wouldn't know what these wet yellow mounted papers had to do with Brother Zhuang's death, but unfortunately Duan Ling was not an ordinary person.
"What a knight." Duan Ling was stunned for a moment, and then immediately came to his senses. It's an old trick used to kill people in prison. Take the yellow paper, which was soaked in water, and cover the prisoner's face layer by layer, sealing his facial features. When a certain time comes, the prisoner will suffocate to death, and there will be no visible scars on his body. At that time, just report a violent illness and die, and there will be nothing left. This method of killing people also has a very auspicious name, which is called: Jiaguan Jinjue.
Duan Ling secretly hated in his heart, no wonder the previous supervisor had to make it so difficult, it turned out that he was secretly doing such a thing. It's a pity that I didn't think of this layer immediately, and now I haven't caught the scene, I'm afraid that I will give this Brother Zhuang's life in vain.
Duan Ling felt his pulse again, and found that he had stopped beating, so he had to sigh and say, "Doctor Jia, it seems that we are still a step too late, and people are no longer good." β
"Brother Zhuang", the skinny servant, let out an exclamation and rushed over.
It turned out that this official was pretending to be Zhong Ziyuan. She neatly opened Brother Zhuang's eyelids and looked at it, fortunately, her pupils did not dilate, and she touched his chest again, and found that it was warm, which means that there is still hope for salvation. So she untied Brother Zhuang'er's collar and lifted the back of his neck, so that his breathing passage could be kept as straight as possible. Then she pinched the tip of Brother Zhuang's nose, took a deep breath, and leaned down to blow into Brother Zhuang's mouth.
Who knew that she hadn't been next to Brother Zhuang's lips yet, and she felt that someone was lifting the back of her neck. She looked up in annoyance and said, "What are you doing?" β
Duan Ling squinted his eyes and asked puzzledly, "I should say this sentence, what are you doing?" β
Zhong Ziyuan yelled urgently: "I'm saving people, saving people, you know? β
Duan Ling's eyes rolled, and he pointed to a jailer who was watching the excitement and said, "You come over for me." β
The jailer was stunned for a moment, so he had to come over and ask cautiously, "Lord Guard, what else do you have to order?" β
"You" Duan Ling pointed at Zhong Ziyuan again and said, "Follow his example and blow into this prisoner's mouth." β
"What?" The jailer was dumbfounded.
Duan Ling once again made a naked threat: "If you can't blow him back to life, I will definitely show Lord Shilang and arrest you one by one." β
"Still want to blow it back?" The jailer became more and more desperate for death. But under Duan Ling's watchful eye, he had to give in and puff up his cheeks, endure the nausea, and blow hard into Brother Zhuang'er's mouth. (To be continued......)