Daxing City Court Lieutenant Prison, here was subordinate to the Criminal Department at the beginning, but later on, it has been independent and separated, under the direct jurisdiction of the Son of Heaven, and those who come in here are generally political criminals, such as the group of people who rebelled a year ago, after being arrested, they were handed over to the Ting Lieutenant Prison for interrogation and disposal, and then sent to the prison.

Here, the Assassins who had been Assassin Five Days Ago were imprisoned, a gang of Assassins composed of all old men.

Feng Qingyun changed into a new white robe today, and accompanied by Wei Qianliu, they came to the court eunuch together.

"Lord Wei, where is the criminal?" Feng Qingyun asked politely, but in his words, there was a faint hint of deliberate arrogance.

It's like a boss talking to a subordinate, even if it's polite, it's just a polite thing on the surface.

You must know that Wei Qianliu, the chief official of the court lieutenant supervisor, strictly speaking, is also the official position of the fourth rank of the imperial court, and this position is still bigger than Wang Xiaolai's five-grade servant.

A white body like Feng Qingyun, who only has the share of kneeling, how dare he be so arrogant.

However, whoever let Feng Qingyun be the inquisitor appointed by the empress, even if it is Wei Qianliu, he has to be polite and look at it as a top boss.

"Mr. Feng, the assassins are now in prison in the Imperial Commander's prison, please come here."

Wei Qianliu said, and led Feng Qingyun to the prison of Tingwei.

The two walked and walked, and it didn't take much effort to reach their destination.

Although the Tingwei Prison is not as famous as the Heavenly Prison, the criminal law here is no worse than that in the Heavenly Prison.

Tiger chairs, clamps, soldering irons, headbands, all available.

Wei Qianliu followed behind Feng Qingyun and said very politely: "Mr. Feng, you see, there is a criminal law here, what should we start with?" ”

Feng Qingyun nodded with satisfaction, reached out to touch the tiger chair, touched the headband, and picked up the soldering iron to look at it in his hand, and even tried to put his hands into the clamping stick, the best, and said with a smile: "These things are outdated, it's okay to deal with petty thieves, Lord Wei, you must know that the people who are taken in by the court lieutenant are all felons in the imperial court, and their mouths are not ordinary hard, and it is obviously useless to use these." ”

Wei Qianliu looked like a dog: "What Mr. Feng taught is that Mr. Feng taught me a lesson, and the lower officials must remember it." ”

Feng Qingyun smiled: "Lord Wei, no matter how you say it, you are also a high-ranking official of the fourth rank of the imperial court, and you are only a white-clothed common man, how can you be called a lower official?" ”

Wei Qianliu sighed, not knowing how to answer.

Feng Qingyun continued: "Let's go, let's go and see how the gang of assassins are doing." ”

Wei Qianliu nodded awkwardly, made a gesture of please, and followed the lead to the place where the assassins were being held.

When he arrived at the ground, looking at the assassins with iron chains, their hair scattered, and their bodies covered in blood, Feng Qingyun just shook his head, stopped the pawn who was holding a whip and wanted to whip the assassin on the side, and said: "Lord Wei, they are obviously not ordinary people, it is better to use such a criminal law to deal with them." ”

In the face of Feng Qingyun's reprimand, Wei Qianliu obeyed very respectfully, waved his hand, let those people go down, and followed to look at Feng Qingyun: "Please also ask Mr. Feng to teach." ”

Feng Qingyun glanced at the assassin, took a closer look, and said, "You are the assassin who used the two guns that day, right?" ”

Hearing this, the two-gunman slowly raised his head, and his wrinkled face showed disdain: "Oh, there is another dog, what, do you think that if you change someone, Lao Tzu will be recruited?" ”

Feng Qingyun looked behind him, and Wei Qianliu moved a stool for Feng Qingyun to sit down.

Sitting on it, Feng Qingyun took out a folding fan inlaid with a jade pendant from his arms, shook it open, and gently fanned it in front of him: "The old man misunderstood, in fact, I already know who the person behind you is, the reason why I came is just a formality, as long as you are willing to cooperate, I will guarantee that I will never use the flesh and blood punishment against the old gentleman, but if the old gentleman insists on going his own way, then I dare not guarantee that something will be done." ”

The two-gunner laughed: "Little rabbit cub, you have the ability, just take it out, if Lao Tzu frowns, it is not life." ”

Feng Qingyun laughed: "Okay, it's really a person with a temperament, Lord Wei." ”

Wei Qianliu, who was standing next to Feng Qingyun, quietly moved his body backwards, nothing else, standing at the downwind of Feng Qingyun, cold.

Wei Qianliu didn't understand, although it was the beginning of March, but the weather was still cold, where did you shake it with a folding fan, you were sick.

"Mr. Wind, what do you command?"

Complaining in his heart was complaining, but Wei Qianliu still asked with his fists clenched.

Feng Qingyun took down his chin and pointed at the two gunners, and said, "It seems that this old gentleman has no intention of cooperating, and I also trouble you to help me find an iron tong, and in addition, there is some salt water." ”

Wei Qianliu glanced at Feng Qingyun suspiciously, but still nodded and turned around.

After a while, Wei Qianliu turned around and came back, put down the iron tongs and salt water, and said to Feng Qingyun: "Mr. Feng, everything has been prepared, you see, what are the shortcomings?" ”

Feng Qingyun stood up and grabbed the iron tongs, came to the side of the two-gunman who was bound by the iron chain, and said, "Just help me hold his hand." ”

Wei Qianliu just wanted to call his subordinates in, but was stopped by Feng Qingyun: "You don't need others, Lord Wei, you can." ”

Wei Qianliu pointed to his chin: "Me? ”

Feng Qingyun nodded.

"Okay."

There was no way, Wei Qianliu had no choice but to step forward, grab the right hand of the double gunman and press it on the ground.

Feng Qingyun squatted down in front of the double-gunner: "Now, the last chance, if you confess everything, do what I say, I promise you're okay, how about it, do you want to think about it?" ”

"Fuck you, come if you have the ability, see that Lao Tzu is afraid of you and not afraid of you!"

The twin gunmen said angrily.

Feng Qingyun shook his head: "Since this is the case, then don't blame the disrespect for the elderly." ”

As he spoke, he looked around, and saw that there was an iron rod for the palm of his mouth, so he took it in his hand, and looked at the two gunmen and sneered: "As the saying goes, ten fingers are connected to the heart, in fact, I have always been skeptical about this statement, just today, I will try it on the old gentleman to see if this statement is correct or not." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his foot, stepped on the palms of the two gunmen, and raised the iron rod in his hand above his head.

Wei Qianliu screamed: "Mr. Feng, you stepped on my hand, it hurts, it hurts." ”

Feng Qingyun: "···"

The two-gunman laughed: "Two whites..."

Before the word fool fell, Feng Qingyun, who quickly withdrew his feet, instantly smashed the hoop iron rod down, and smashed it directly into the index finger of the double gunman, and heard a bone cracking sound, and the double gunman howled, followed by it, enduring the severe pain, sweat on his head like rain, and even his body couldn't stop trembling.

Feng Qingyun took away the hoop iron rod, looked at the bloody and blurred index finger of the double gunman, and said with a sigh: "It's just a moment, it's like this, it seems that your fingers, old man, are not as hard as your mouth." ”

The double-gunman almost gritted his teeth: "Little cub, you don't talk nonsense with Lao Tzu, what tricks do you have, even if you use it, look at Lao Tzu's hard bones, or your punishment is hard." ”

Feng Qingyun nodded: "At least, now your mouth is harder, and I don't want others to provoke me the most, since this is the case, it will be as the old gentleman wishes." ”

As Feng Qingyun spoke, he picked up the iron tongs, rudely fiddled with the fleshy and blurred index finger of the double gunner, and then almost brutally, clamped the index finger nail of the double gunman, and smiled evilly: "You say, if I pull out your nails, what will happen?" ”

The Twin Knifemen, Double-Hook Guests, and Double-Hammer Men who were imprisoned on the side all scolded angrily: "Brute, you dare to touch our eldest brother, after you go out, see how we kill you!" ”

Feng Qingyun turned around and looked at those people: "Do you think you can still go out?" Also, I'm the one who hates people threatening me. ”

As he spoke, he stepped on the wrist of the twin gunners with his foot, and pulled out the hand holding the iron tongs vigorously, and in the painful screams that pierced his ears, the twin gunmen fainted directly.

When Feng Qingyun saw it, he pursed his lips disdainfully: "I thought how strong you were." ”

As he spoke, he brought the salt water, and splashed it on the index finger of the double-gunman's finger that had been pulled out.