Chapter 2 It hurts to slap your face
"You little billet, you're pretending to be dumb with me here, huh! Don't let you suffer any more, I don't know how powerful the miscellaneous family is! β
With a cold snort, the male duck raised the leather whip in his hand high.
"Wait a minute." Xiao Yimeng seemed to feel the cold wind on her face sweep by, and she said with difficulty, "I've been beaten like this by you, can't you let me take a breath?" β
"Okay, I'll let you pant evenly."
"Ahemβyou want to know where they're going?"
"That's natural, they've committed such a heinous crime, they have to be caught." The male duck snorted his neck.
Xiao Yimeng felt that if he wanted to deal with them, he had to know who he was? Who is interrogating yourself? What the hell is going on?
She remembered that her father had talked to her about work and the skills of interrogation and conversation. One of them is to expose yourself as little as possible and get more information out of the other person's mouth.
Having made up his mind, Xiao Yimeng said: "I have committed such a big crime, even if I tell you, can I still live?" β
"Thisβ" The male duck paused, and looked back at the red-clothed adult.
The red-clothed guard sat up straight: "It's not certain whether you are dead or alive, but as long as you recruit it, I can make you suffer less in this prison." β
His voice wasn't as sharp as a bull's, but every word sounded so grim.
"Can you call the shots?" Xiao Yimeng asked softly.
"How do you talk about that? Our lord is Duan Fangshan Duan Wei Gong of Genyue Mansion, his words are true in the Imperial City, can he still deceive you, the daughter of a criminal minister? β
"Okay, then, cough-then I'll tell you-" Xiao Yimeng's voice became smaller and smaller, and he kept coughing, looking weak.
The male duck heard that her words were becoming more and more vague, so he leaned over.
"The men fled to ...... Escaped to ......"
"What? You speak louder. β
"Escaped to your nemesis." Xiao Yimeng said in a voice that only Nie Laosan could hear.
"What do you say? Where exactly? β
Xiao Yimeng ignored him, tilted his head and pretended to faint.
Nie Laosan was in a hurry, and he was about to ask, but he heard Duan Fangshan ask coldly behind him, "What did she say to you just now?" β
She said...... Nie Laosan turned around and whispered in Duan Fangshan's ear.
The scribe next to him couldn't hear the content, so he had to stop his pen, and saw Duan Fangshan frowning at first, and then the corners of his eyes stretched out again.
"Scrivener, write it down: Xiao confessed to the seven daughters, and his brother Xiao Qixuan and other prisoners have fled to the Shaoqing Mansion in the Imperial History."
"Yes, Lord Wei." The scribe immediately wrote it down.
Xiao Yimeng closed his eyes and re-sorted out the information just now, and had a rough idea in his heart. As for pretending to be dizzy, after all, she knows too little information, and if she continues to ask, she will probably be a goof.
Fortunately, she left a trick of "punishing the heart", I am afraid that it will make Duan Fangshan love and hate.
Disdainful for a moment, the scribe wrote the confession and handed it to Duan Fangshan for a look.
Duan Fangshan nodded with satisfaction, "Let's go, pack the confession file, and go back to hand it over." β
"Yes."
"Gong Wei, what should she do?" Nie Laosan bowed and asked.
"It's just a concubine, since you ask for a confession, put it back in prison."
"But Lord Wei, what if she retracts her confession......?"
Duan Fangshan was stunned for a moment, although this girl didn't recruit anything, the blank testimony she could give was really good for her to fill in at will. She should have been spared, but it would have been a curse to keep her.
"If you die, you will say that it is very punishable to the outside world." After speaking, he threw off his robe and left.
Xiao Yimeng was pretending to be unconscious, and when he heard a million grass and mud horses running over here.
Just when she was thinking about how to wake up naturally, she only heard someone in the prison say loudly: "The prince of Wujing has arrived!" βββ
There was a clattering lock at the cell door, followed by footsteps.
Xiao Yimeng hung his head and looked into the distance with his loose hair.
Damn it!
It happened to be blocked by the red-clothed Duan Fangshan, but there was more than one person who heard the voice come in.
"Greetings to the Prince." The prisoners said in unison.
ββ¦β¦β
No one responded.
"Ahem, ahem." Duan Fangshan coughed twice and said, "I don't know how Lord Shizi came to this prison, what do you have to do?" β
"Do I need to inform you that Lord Shizi is here? And this prison is not under the jurisdiction of your Genyue Mansion, right? A young man in Tsing Yi said loudly.
"Although this heavenly prison is not the land of my Genyue, it is not suitable for such a noble son to come here, right?" Duan Fangshan did not look at the young man in Tsing Yi who was talking to him, but looked at the prince of Wujing in front of him, and raised his body, which was still slightly bowed.
He said politely, but his eyes were full of arrogance.
"Smack-" A mouth slapped on Duan Fangshan's face, and Duan Fangshan was startled.
"Did it make you straight?" The boy said fiercely.
"No, miscellaneous ......"
"Smack-" Another mouth twitched.
"Did you speak?"
Duan Fangshan was a little confused, covering his hot right cheek with his hand.
"Smackβ" The third mouth twitched.
"Did you cover your face?"