Chapter 160 Prison Means

Soft pillows can relieve friction. The strength of rubbing and bumping, if Wang Qing is tied to the bed, the range of movement of his head is limited, and with this soft pillow, he can basically do it without obvious scars. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The scraped strips of cloth on the bottom of the bed and the silk found in the stove, plus the strangulation marks on Wang Qing's calves, can prove that Wang Qing was tied to the bed.

But what kind of means can be used to make Wang Qing die calmly and calmly without struggle? A suffocating man with a tongue. It's hard to do without throwing your head out.

Even if the death time is short, the expression should always be a little distorted. Zhou Ning imagined that countless methods could not achieve this effect, and he couldn't help but admire Pan Yufeng a little, this is also a talent.

He Zhou Ning couldn't think of it, but Pan Yufeng did it.

Zhou Ning opened the case file again and looked at the transcript of that night's trial from the beginning. Pan Yufeng's father, Pan Shiliang, was a member of the Jingzhong section and was sentenced to behead 17 years ago for walking in prison.

The section level is equivalent to the prison warden, and he must be responsible for the prison fire. How can a good prison be on fire? Zhou Ning's train of thought drifted away again.

A mellow fragrance of tea led Zhou Ning's train of thought back, he put down the case file, picked up the tea cup and scraped it gently, and casually praised Lu Qing: "Your tea is getting more and more authentic." ”

"Can the son of the dragon lord still know water?" Lu Qing straightened his waist proudly, his father was the chief housekeeper of the Zhou Mansion, and he had been serving Zhou Ning's father since he was a child, the Zhou family was a third-generation imperial doctor, and his requirements for the tea ceremony were quite harsh.

Lu Qing's tea brewing is good, no matter how good it is, it can't be better than his father, he is such an easy-going master as Zhou Ning, otherwise he would have to be scolded six times in three days with his tea art.

Zhou Ning chuckled, took a sip of tea slowly, and Lu Qing's words slowly echoed in his mind. He's right, the son of the dragon lord knows water.

That Pan Yufeng is Pan Shiliang's daughter, Pan Shiliang is a festival level, and Pan Yufeng naturally knows a lot of murder methods in prison that are unknown to ordinary people.

Zhou Ning has also heard that many people died at the hands of jailers, and they usually collect money from people to do things. Either to help people get rid of important witnesses, or to help people take revenge, anyway, as long as they give money, they will find a way to kill people in prison without knowing it.

"Prepare a sedan chair." As soon as Zhou Ning thought of this, he suddenly wanted to go to the prison.

"Huh?" Lu Qing looked out, the night was like ink, what was the fire under the black light? "Childe, where are you going?"

"The Great Prison."

"Prison? It's so late, Childe, can't you go tomorrow? Lu Qing didn't know what Zhou Ning was going to do, he only knew that he didn't want Zhou Ning to be too tormented, he just wanted Zhou Ning to have a good rest.

How can there be a reason to get up without sleeping on the third watch and the fifth watch? This official is also a little harder, I knew that being an official was like this, why bother with the cold window of ten years?

Lu Qing really felt that Zhou Ning's life was far less comfortable than him, and he could support himself as a Jianghu langzhong, what was it really hard to be an official, and he was still worried about the fire and held his breath, why bother?

Zhou Ning is not an official for money, the Zhou family is not short of money, he just eats lying down and is enough to eat for a lifetime, and he can't finish picking up good food.

Zhou Ning is not an official for promotion, the official has a small responsibility, the official has a big responsibility, he has the same hard work as a big official and a small official, he just wants to be a conscience officer.

He just wants to be worthy of the people under his rule and his original intention. Since this matter fell on his shoulders, he had to carry it.

This case has fallen into his hands, and he will handle it well. He didn't want to spare a guilty person, and he didn't want to wronged an innocent person.

Hearing Lu Qing say this, he looked up at the door, and it turned out that it was so dark outside. When he went out, he wanted to alarm a lot of people, and the sedan chair man, the servant, and a dozen or so people couldn't sleep.

Zhou Ning is often so busy that he forgets the time, and then he even tires others to follow him in black and white, and the subordinates naturally dare to complain and dare not speak.

Zhou Ning will also give them appropriate rewards and subsidize them for a little hard work, but these twelve hours are in a state of preparation, and it is really unbearable to be summoned at any time, who doesn't have their own life to live?

Zhou Ning sighed lightly: "Forget it, don't go." ”

He doesn't want to toss others like this, he knows that everyone is very hard, and he is not inconsiderate of people, but he really needs it.

Can he not go to prison today, and can he not go to the scene of the crime tomorrow? Can he not investigate and collect evidence the day after tomorrow? He often needs to occupy other people's personal time, although strictly speaking, people do not have personal time.

"Why don't you make a separate list of people who are responsible for going out with me at night, or divide people into black and white shifts, what do you think is better?"

Zhou Ning looked up at Lu Qing, these people were all Lu Qing who dealt directly with them, he should know their thoughts better.

Lu Qing pouted: "It's not good, others can rotate, what about you?" ”

Lu Qingcai is reluctant to do this, others can choose to go to work in the dark or during the day, others can work the day shift today and the night shift tomorrow, what about Zhou Ning?

Zhou Ning deserves to work twelve hours a day? And then he made it seem like everyone else was working harder than him. He thought that this person was not easy, and that person was not easy, so why didn't anyone think that he was not easy?

Zhou Ning also pursed his lips and asked him more. Lu Qing has only Zhou Ning alone in his heart, and he won't feel distressed if other people are tired to death.

Lu Qing saw Zhou Ning's impatient appearance, and knew that his words were in vain, Zhou Ning would not be idle anyway, he asked without words: "Childe, what are you going to do in prison?" ”

"I want to know what kind of harm is done in prison."

"Oh, that's the case, why do you have to run away yourself, son?" Lu Qing poured tea for Zhou Ning while carrying the teapot, and said, "Call the cell boss to come over and ask if it will be clear?" ”

"I thought of this, and I wanted to check out the prison by the way. You're right, just call the cell boss. ”

"Yes." Lu Qing turned around and walked out, sending someone to the prison to bring the cell head of the night vigil to the back office. Lu Qing doesn't care about tossing others, as long as Zhou Ning can save some effort.

Zhou Ning opened the case file of Wang Qing's case again, the record of that night's trial was recorded by Lu Ming, Zhou Ning looked at the handwriting and couldn't help but think of Lu Ming again, I don't know how he is now.

Lu Qing came back and chatted with Zhou Ning, and the master and servant were chatting about tea at night, when there was a sudden rush from outside the door. The sound of footsteps.

"My lord" shouted outside the door, Lu Qing's brows were twisted into a rope, isn't it that the cell head has arrived? Don't you need to be in such a hurry?

Lu Qing was just about to open his mouth to reprimand the official who reported the incident, but the official reported outside the door: "My lord, something happened to the painting boat. ”