"Yan Chong, can you plead guilty?"

After learning that the squire of the Criminal Department died of his murder, the original 'confession' left by He Yuan became dispensable. At this time, it was in the Yamen of Dali Temple, and the 'Golden Envoy Split Body Case', which was originally handed over to the Zhenfu Division, was also jointly tried by the three major criminal prison yamen of the Criminal Department, Dali Temple, and Zhenfu Division.

Yan Chong has not said a word since he was arrested in the Zhenfu Division, and he knows that as long as He Yuan's killing is exposed, it doesn't matter if he admits it or not. The main purpose of the triage of the three divisions is to find someone to carry all the things down and close the case as soon as possible.

"Come on, imprison Yan Chong in the dungeon of Dali Temple." As the chief judge, Shangshu of the Criminal Department naturally understands the purpose of today, that is, to close the case of the 'Golden Envoy's Dismemberment'. to appease the Dajin Kingdom and avoid friction between the two countries. As for the confession, someone will arrange it.

"Senior Brother Yan! What the hell is wrong with you? How can you kill someone if you listen to my father so much? After Yan Chong was escorted into the prisoner car, Tie Lihua chased him out and asked hurriedly.

Ever since she heard his answer outside Yan Chong's room last night, Tie Lihua still couldn't believe it. But before he had time to ask Yan Chong, he was surrounded by the army of soldiers led by Wei Yong. Yan Chong was escorted to the Yamen of Dali Temple, followed by the arrival of the Criminal Department one after another, and the interrogation was held overnight. After the court trial is over, he will have the opportunity to ask Yan Chong when he is transferred to the dungeon.

"Rika, if you insist on taking simple things seriously, you will be very painful in that way." On the way to the dungeon of Dali Temple, from beginning to end, Yan Chong's answer to Tie Lihua was just like that. And Tie Lihua didn't say a word since she heard such an answer, and silently followed behind the prisoner car team.

"Yan, Senior Brother Yan, what the hell..."Tie Lihua saw that Yan Chong was about to enter the dungeon, and she still couldn't help but want to get some answers. Tie Lihua also wanted to follow Yan Chong, but was stopped by the messenger guarding the gate of the dungeon and warned that 'you are not allowed to enter without permission.' '

.....

"Yo hoo, there's a newcomer!"

"Damn, you can be regarded as a rookie, a lackey of the court, coming and going, sending it to grandpa."

"Big bear, what are you yelling about? If you want to send it to the master's territory, see how the master will give you training. ”

"Heh, the stinky thief, the guts are fat, dare to talk to your bear master like this?"

You two waste be quiet, come to this 'private room' and grandpa is long and grandpa is short, and the master will tell you today, who has the final say in this territory. So saying, he drew the whip in his hand towards the fence where the shouting sounded.

At this time, Yan Chong's expression was slightly stunned, and it didn't seem to be so noisy last time. The verbal noise did not affect Yan Chong's escort, and the noisy voices became farther and farther away, one time and two times cooked, and it was still the path when Hai Wuxian was interrogated last time. And the last time Yan Chong remembered the cell where Hai Wuxian was held, only the cell opposite him was empty, and the other twenty-two seemed to be full of prisoners.

Just thinking about these things, the noise was completely inaudible. Yan Chong, who came back to his senses, found that he had reached the end of the passage. And the last time I saw Hai Wuxian, it was still the same as the first time we met, his eyes were closed, and his back was to the fence. And the empty cell opposite must be Yan Chong's new 'home'.

I don't know if it was ordered from above, the two servants who escorted Yan Chong, and then put Yan Chong in the cell, then fled and left this 'passage' where only 'special' prisoners were held. Yan Chong knew that this place was not only because he had been here last time to interrogate Hai Wuxian, but also because this place was privately called 'Blood Prison'. Yan Chong had visited this place, and most of the prisoners held here were captured by Master Tie Zhengsha years ago. It is because of these people that Tie Zhengsha is called a god catcher.

"You're coming," the voice came from the other side.

Yan Chong didn't talk because he didn't know what the other party meant.

"Did you bring something? Don't think I'm tempting you, I know it's you. ”

At this time, Yan Chongcai's face gradually changed, because he didn't know what he was doing at all? Everything went according to plan. Not long ago, a cell boss surnamed Wang handed him a piece of paper, on which he had written some marks, which were the same codes that his master had handed in, and it was the first time that Yan Chong had seen these marks since his master's death three years ago. The above means that you are going to bring things into this 'blood prison' as a prisoner in a recent case.

Now that he knew the target, Yan Chongyi changed his cautious posture before, and then he stretched out his left arm, and his muscles burst out. I saw that the scratch that should have been left by He Yuan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, leaked out at this time, and the silver needle tip leaked out at this time, squeezing out along with the blood. There was a 'jingle', and in addition to a pool of blood on the ground, there was also a three-inch-long iron nail.

Yan Chong's face was pale at the moment, not just because of excessive blood loss. I saw that after he picked up the 'ironclad' and threw it at Hai Wuxian's cell, he fell to the ground with a thud.

In the opposite cell, Hai Wuxian picked up the 'iron nail' thrown by Yan Chong and groped for something. Just listen to the sound of 'click', the 'iron nail' is separated from it, and it is separated by two hooks with the tail end bearing shaft, which is clearly a lockable machine.

Since Yan Chong was imprisoned, Tie Lihua's mood has not calmed down. Unconsciously, the sky had entered the middle of the night, and looking at the moonlight outside the window, she was not sleepy at all.

Regarding Yan Chong, the more she thought about it, the more upset she became, and the more she thought about it, the more complicated it became. Eventually, she plans to switch gears and explore the dungeon at night.

As she changed into her night clothes, she suddenly heard some strange sounds outside, clanging, as if someone was knocking on something.

It's already so late, what's going on?

"Bell, bell, bell. Walking in the water, walking in the water..."Zhao Si, who was playing on the street corner, hurriedly tapped the gong in his hand.

Zhao Si ran all the way from Qinglong Street in the dungeon of Dali Temple. The sound of the burning chamber and the screams of the prisoners were mixed together, and the officers on duty came to put out the fire with buckets when they heard the sound, but the fire was so great that the water was a drop in the bucket.

....

The corridors of the dungeon are particularly clean in the middle of the night, especially the corridors of the 'Blood Hell'. Not long after receiving the opportunity thrown by Yan Chong, Hai Wuxian had already walked out of the prison at this time, and he didn't know how he used a small object to open the special chain cuffs of Dali Temple.

Hai Wuxian threw the handcuffs to the corridor closest to the messenger, and then silently walked away from his cell, ignoring the curious gazes of the other 'fellow inmates', and walked to the darkest part of the corridor. In the long years of staring at the sky, Hai Wuxian has become accustomed to the darkness.

The sudden sound of a place that is usually quieter than a cemetery is unusual for the guards who guard the Blood Prison. After all, usually only when the nobles above come to question, will the usual silence be broken, and I haven't heard of anyone visiting the prison tonight.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Hai Wuxian knew that someone was coming. As he designed, use his voice to lure the jailer in, seize the key at the right time, and escape from here step by step, as he has been planning in the past. Fortune and misfortune are not alone, and what happened next was not as Hai Wuxian expected, and the plan was interrupted by a cheer. On weekdays, the prisoners have always been silently thinking about their own affairs, indifferent to everything outside the cell, and do not talk to the inmates in other cells.

But at this time, as if it had been discussed, all the prisoners stared intently at the entrance of the corridor, as if there was some wonderful scene not to be missed, and everyone's eyes were full of eagerness.

"The Sea Boy escaped." The surname of the person who spoke was Mo. Hai Wuxian knew that he was around forty years old and a Taoist priest. After his own arrest, the second person who was held here.

When the guard heard this, his face was stooly, and he hurried to Hai Wuxian's cell, and when he saw the cell door wide open, he hurriedly ran back to the old prison and said urgently: "Where did you run?" ”

Mo Laodao did not answer the jailer's question with a joke on his face.

"Every once in a while, there are always people from the palace who come to see the surname Hai, and now that the people are gone, how will you, the cell boss, die?" A voice came from the opposite side of Mo Lao Dao.

Hearing this, Song He had already shown a dead face, he had been leading a small number of jailers to live a life, since the original Wang Tou had an accident, he saw the opportunity to get the position of the cell leader, and the errand was only to arrange for the nobles in the palace to meet with Hai Wuxian. Now that you have lost people and errands, you may not be able to save your life.

"What you have now will become someone else's with your death, so why not give it now to those who really need it?"

The sudden words were like nectar from heaven to Song He. Oh, yes! Anyway, my life is not guaranteed, and if I don't do it, I might as well let it all go, and I can still have a way to live. Thinking of this, Song He was ruthless, took out a bunch of keys from his arms, and threw the keys into the corresponding cells one by one.

After doing everything, Song He turned around and returned to the corridor where the ordinary prisoners were guarded. Seeing the two subordinates who were drinking and boxing, Song He's face was cloudy, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Boss, are you back? What's going on next? ”

"Little things, drinking, drinking." Song He touched his hand to the dagger in his sleeve, and walked towards the two messengers as he spoke.

"Hey, these scumbags just lack discipline. Pack them up...."Before he finished speaking, he was stabbed into the chest by Song He, who came over.

Seeing this, the other officer showed a frightened expression, and then put his hand on the saber at his waist, but he was still a step too slow, and was slashed in the neck by Song He, who rushed forward.

"Boss, you..."

"I'm sorry, brother, my brother can't help it."

After Song He killed two of his subordinates, he found a few barrels of lamp oil from somewhere, and was pouring them along the flammable places in the prison. Completely ignoring the ordinary prisoners who were shouting in the prison, because he didn't plan to let them out too, the mortals of the Blood Prison ran away and the ordinary prisoners were burned to death, which could give the arresters of the Pacification Division a false impression, an illusion of a purpose from the outside.

After 'huh' let the fire fold down, Song He rushed out.

Not long after Song He left, the murderers in the blood prison also fled one after another. The last person to escape was a figure with a person on his back, it was Hai Wuxian and Yan Chong, Yan Chong was in a coma due to blood loss. Hai Wuxian had no choice but to take some effort to bring him out.

At this time, the cell was full of smoke and dust, and it was completely difficult to see the direction. Hai Wuxian stumbled all the way with Yan Chong on his back, because of the entrance of smoke and dust, Hai Wuxian coughed and choked and hit a fence, and inside the fence was the thief who mocked Yan Chong's imprisonment. Qi Yanping is just a street pickpocket, and he was imprisoned here because he stole from someone he shouldn't mess with.