"Ahh

Peng Ziyun suddenly screamed, it turned out that the jailer had already chased after him, a burst of punches and kicks, Peng Ziyun had just been severely punished, he was powerless to resist, and he was powerless to roll, he could only scream one after another, but his eyes kept staring at the back of the masked man.

Hearing Peng Ziyun's screams, the masked man who had already walked to the door turned his head, was silent for a while, and waved his hand: "Stop fighting!" ”

"Yes, sir!"

The jailers didn't know the identity of the masked man, but his token was not fake, so he didn't dare to slack off, and in order to prevent Peng Ziyun from doing anything again, the jailers also stepped on his legs and back to make it impossible for him to struggle, and at the same time, they were also ready to teach this kid a lesson at any time.

The masked man crouched down and looked at Peng Ziyun.

Peng Ziyun burst into tears, trying to reach out and touch the other party, but only touched the other party's boots, but even so, the masked man took a step back, seeming to be a little disgusted.

"Qingyin! You must be a clean voice! I was wrong, I was wrong, can you forgive me? ”

"Peng Ziyun, there are some things, as long as they are done, there is no possibility of forgiveness, do you understand?"

The masked man was silent for a moment, his chest rising and falling, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

This time, the voice was no longer hoarse, but charming and soft, which actually added a bit of warmth to this bloody torture room, and the ferocity on the faces of the jailers also softened a little.

But Peng Ziyun was stunned: "Qingyin, are you really not dead?" ”

"yes, I'm not dead! Are you disappointed! ”

"Nope!"

Peng Ziyun struggled to break free, but several jailers didn't dare to push too hard, so they let Peng Ziyun climb in front of the masked man and grab the other party's clothes: "Qingyin, I'm so happy to know that you are alive, do you know?" The reason why I endure torture is that I want to die with you and be reunited with you as soon as possible. ”

"Really?"

The masked man waved away Peng Ziyun's hand and stood up: "Since this is the case, then you confess, where did your father's old thief flee?" ”

"Qingyin, how can you do this?"

Peng Ziyun was stunned and said, "You don't miss the love of husband and wife like this? ”

"Hahaha," the masked man suddenly laughed wildly, "the love of husband and wife? From the day you kill me, we don't have husband and wife anymore! ”

"Also, I treat Uncle An like a father and Lan Xiang like a sister, but they all died for saving me, will I forget their blood feud?"

"In the past, in Beiping, you saved me, I thought I had found a lover entrusted with my life, and married into your Peng family with the old department and treasures left by my grandfather, but what did you do to me?"

"You say!"

The more the masked man spoke, the more excited he became, and his voice became more and more poignant: "Peng Ziyun, you wolf-hearted thing, I'm really blind!" ”

As he spoke, the masked man rushed up and gave Peng Ziyun a few kicks.

"Qingyin, Qingyin, I was wrong!"

Blood oozed from the corners of Peng Ziyun's mouth, but his eyes were still staring at the mask, as if he wanted to see the face behind him through the mask.

"It's good to know that you're wrong, say, where are you going to meet your father after you kill me?"

"I, I can't say!"

Peng Ziyun's jaw twitched, and he said with a painful face: "Qingyin, all the mistakes are my fault, and it has nothing to do with my father and his old man, can you let him go?" ”

"Hehe, Peng Ziyun, do you think I'm looking for revenge on that old thing? You're wrong, what I want is my children, and if they continue to follow the old stuff, they can only hide in Tibet, even-"

The masked man paused, and then said: "So I want to find them, Lord Wan has already agreed, as long as they change their surnames, they can not blame the past, and let them have a chance to be new people!" Do you understand? ”

"What?"

Peng Ziyun was stunned: "De'er and Wu'er are the blood and bones of our old Peng family!" ”

"Soon it won't be, and they won't be surnamed Peng in the future!"

"You-"

Hearing the masked man's smug laughter, Peng Ziyun was angry: "You, you poisonous woman!" ”

"Poisonous woman? Hehe," the masked man turned: "For the sake of my child, I'd rather be a poisonous woman!" ”

“......”

Looking at the back of the masked man, Peng Ziyun's brain was spinning, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration: "Liu Qingyin, you are the granddaughter of Liu Taibao, have you forgotten his old man's teachings?" Why do you want to do things so badly? ”

"Huh,"

The masked man stood still, was silent for a while, and said faintly: "My ancestor is an iron-blooded man, and he has been fighting horses all his life, even if he is defeated and dies, he is still a hero of the world; But you people don't have the slightest bit of his blood, and you have tarnished his old man's reputation, since you are not successful, then let me end you with my own hands! ”

"You are not worthy of my grandfather's inheritance!"

As he spoke, the masked man opened the door and walked out.

Peng Ziyun looked desperately in the direction of the door, but saw Gu Ren suddenly kneeling on the ground: "Humble Seal Wushuang see the director, please instruct!" ”

"Well, that's good!"

Wan Zicheng smiled and looked at the masked man kneeling on the ground: "Tomorrow Lord Hu will return to Beijing, you go to him to report, remember, only the current saint can establish the kingdom of heaven on earth, the rest are heretics, and they all need to be eliminated, do you understand?" ”

"Humble duty understands!"

"As long as you work hard, you can find your child sooner or later, you can rest assured!"

"Thank you, my lord!"

"Go ahead!"

The masked man, Yin Wushuang, stood up, gave a salute, and turned to leave.

Wan Zicheng smiled, turned around and walked into the interrogation room, and saw Peng Ziyun's stunned eyes - Yin Wushuang? How can it be?

......

Penal Department.

Shang Shu Hu Zizhao hurriedly walked in from outside the door and grabbed a principal: "What about Lord Zhou?" ”

"Zhou? Lord Zhou is in his signing room. ”

The person who was caught hurriedly saluted, and then replied.

"Okay, there you go!"

Hu Zizhao waved his hand, walked up the steps and walked towards Zhou Xin's room.

"Lord Zhou, it deserves to be a cold face and cold iron!"

Hearing the ridicule of his boss, Zhou Xin hurriedly put down his pen, stood up, and said, "I've seen Lord Shangshu, but I don't know why my lord came?" ”

"What?"

Hu Zizhao threw a piece of music on the table: "Why don't you sign this song?" ”

"Signature? What is the signature? ”

Zhou Xin frowned, as if he didn't understand what the other party meant, he slowly picked up the fold, unfolded it and looked at it for a while, raised his head and said, "Lord Hu, this matter, I really didn't sign it!" ”

"Why?"

"It doesn't match the facts!"

"You-"

"Don't be impatient, you see, I'm writing a closing note, just ask your lord to take a look!"

Hu Zizhao took the fold and looked at it twice, shook his head, looked up and said, "Lord Zhou, where did you find out here?" ”

"When the three divisions were interrogated, the lowly position felt strange, because what the suspect said was obviously inconsistent with the on-site investigation, so after the court, the lowly position went to the prison to find Jueyuan, at first he was unwilling to deal with me, but he couldn't stand the lowly position to move with affection, know the reason, and finally he told the truth."

"According to his confession, Master Juekong was indeed killed by him, but he killed in self-defense, because Juekong saw through his identity as a secret agent, and in anger, Juekong wanted to strangle him, but Juekong had to push him, and Juekong died."

"After that, I went to find the autopsy and the monk who treated Juekong that afternoon, according to their speculation, the cause of Master Juekong's death was caused by a blow to the back of the head, which had little to do with the push of Tuhuan, and said that 10,000 steps back, it can only be said that Master Juekong was already weak, and that Tuhuan aggravated his condition, but it was not directly related to Juekong's death, of course, the indirect relationship still exists, because this push objectively caused Master Juekong's physique to be weaker, causing him to be unable to help but push Jueyuan and die."

"As for saying that Samur and Mahamu colluded to murder Juekong, it is even more nonsense, and he has not found any evidence to prove this."

"Shhhhh

Hu Zizhao sighed, found a chair to sit down, waved his hand to let Zhou Xin sit down, and said, "Lord Zhou, Jueyuan's nerves are a little deranged, how can he deny guilt in the hall and admit guilt in private?" ”

"On this basis alone, the officer believes that his testimony is not credible."

"Hehe, not necessarily, my lord," Zhou Xin smiled slightly, stroked his beard, and said, "The humble position told him a rumor. ”

"What rumors?"

"After Juekong dies, he will take the initiative to be buried!"

"You-"

Hu Zizhao was furious, he raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Xin: "How dare you?" ”

"What's wrong? Master Hu, this is just a small means of despicability! ”

Zhou Xin's casual way.

The beard was panting heavily, but he didn't know how to deal with it.

After a long time, Hu Zizhao got up, closed the door, and then sat opposite Zhou Xin, and said, "Lord Zhou, do you know that this is the statement of the Imperial Council?" ”

"Imperial Council? I don't know what to do. ”

"Then I'll tell you now, this is a predetermined statement, you should sign it!"

"Is there a holy decree?"

"Nope!"

"Is there a message from Your Majesty?"

"N-no!"

"Then the official can't sign it!"

"Good! Good! ”