Because the Supervision Yuan is directly under the command of His Majesty the Emperor, the prison of Qingguo is not in the Criminal Department, nor in the Dali Temple, but is located here, guarding a repeat offender, and the security is extremely strict. The location of the prison is not far from the Supervision Yuan, just around the corner, and if something happens, you can immediately provide support. Wang Qinian is no longer a member of the Supervision Yuan, at least on the surface, but with the waist card in Fan Xian's hand, the two of them easily won the trust of the guards and entered the prison.

The two iron doors of the prison opened silently, and there was no eerie sound of grinding iron as Fan Xian imagined. The guard in charge of the guard carefully inspected the waist tag, respectfully invited the two to enter, and then closed the iron door from the outside.

Inside the iron gate is a long downward corridor, with dim oil lamps lit on both sides, and the stone steps are slightly slippery, but there is not a single star of plain moss, and it seems that the care is very meticulous on weekdays. Walking down, he could see a guard at intervals, these guards looked inconspicuous, but Fan Xian looked at it carefully and found that they were all characters above the fourth grade.

I don't know how long I walked, the air became a little muddy, and the surrounding muddy lights melted, making people feel a little dull, as if this place had left the fresh world, but had reached the vicious place of Yellow Springs.

"Please show the relevant documents or the Inner Palace. A cell boss with a somewhat cloudy look glanced at Wang Qinian.

Wang Qinian was very respectful to this cell boss and handed Fan Xian's waist card up. The cell head looked very old, and the wrinkles on both sides of his cheeks had been squeezed into dry ridges washed by fine water, he took the waist card, and then looked at Wang Qinian's eyes a little weird: "Winter King." Promoted?"

Wang Qinian respectfully turned to one side, let go of the person behind him who was wrapped in a gray and black robe, and introduced: "Accompany this adult to try the case today." The cell boss found that he couldn't see the other party's face clearly, but he knew the weight of the waist card in his hand. Nodding his head, he took out the key from the table, opened the door next to him, and waved his hand to invite the two of them in.

Fan Xian frowned, thinking that he would have to ask the manager through the fence for a while, and he didn't want to expose his voice in front of too many people, so he turned around and gestured to Wang Qinian's eyes.

Wang Qinian smiled and shook his head.

Looking at the iron door behind him closing, Fan Xian asked with some curiosity: "Why are you afraid of him?" Wang Qinian said with a sad face: "He is the former organizer of the Seventh Division, he has spent his whole life in prison, and he has reached the age of exile." He actually preferred to come back and continue to be a cell boss, saying that he likes the smell of blood here, you say such a person. Can I not be afraid?"

Fan Xian shuddered, thinking that this supervision courtyard was really a nest of perverts, and her mother paid for such a monster organization back then, and I really don't know what she thought.

According to the previous greeting, the two of them easily found the dungeon where the manager was being held. Looking at the beautiful woman inside the fence. Fan Xian frowned, a weak woman, locked up in such a terrible place. But the sitting posture is still calm and calm, it seems that the other party must be a trained role in Northern Qi. But then I thought that Si Lili was not a real powerful person, otherwise he would not have fled the capital at the beginning, but would have thrown himself into the net, biting a few big people indiscriminately, and making Qingguo's government uneasy day by day.

Fan Xian didn't know that his reasoning was very consistent with the official who escorted the manager back to Beijing, so he took off the gray robe covering his head and looked at the manager. Said gently: "Miss Lili." ”

The manager had long known that someone was coming from outside the bar, and as soon as he arrived in Kyoto today, someone came to the trial, and it seemed that he still attached great importance to himself, so he deliberately put on an indifferent look, but ...... I didn't expect it to be Fan Gongzi!

"Master Fan?" Si Lili was extremely surprised, but he forcibly held back his voice.

"Miss Si, it has been more than a month since I was drunk and immortal, and I really didn't expect to see each other again, but it was on such an occasion. When he thought that when he slept in the same bed, his fingers were full of fragrant and greasy, and his tongue was entangled, how could he have thought that this woman was actually a spy of Northern Qi.

Si Lili didn't know what to think, and said with a gloomy face: "I never thought that Fan Gongzi would be so deeply hidden. ”

Fan Xian sighed faintly: "Thin jade Xiao Xiao Yi water head, the wind is suitable for the clear night and the dew is suitable for autumn." He also taught Xianji to stand next to him, and he was the first class in the world. I thought that even if you and I were just people who traveled together by chance in the reverse journey, they could be regarded as very fateful. I really don't understand why the girl can't bear to do this to her. ”

This poem was written by Qian Weiyan in the previous life against Zhu Sihe, and it is about a noble and refined person. Fan Xian thinks that since the manager is famous in Jinghua, known as a talented woman, and has always survived in the eyes of everyone, he should be a little noble in his bones. He deliberately sighed at this time, intending to weaken the female spy's mind. Unexpectedly, the manager slowly lowered his head, and he didn't seem to be touched.

Fan Xian sighed again: "This is a beautiful woman, why be a thief." ”

The manager smiled, and sure enough, the beautiful woman Rulan: "The son can enter this prison to see me, and it is not easy to come to the identity, everyone serves the Lord, why bother to say more?"

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Fan Xian's lore poetry sighed, but it turned out that the fart was useless, he smiled bitterly and thought that not every woman is easy to revel in this kind of scene, he was too ridiculous, and stabilized his mind a little, and there was already a small medicine bottle in his hand.

He threw the small medicine bottle into it, and said coldly: "This is poison, someone will always come to extract a confession, if you don't want to suffer the living sin, swallow it yourself." The small medicine bottle rolled twice on the hay, and stopped beside the manager, who picked up the small porcelain bottle and clenched it tightly, she categorically did not expect that Fan Gongzi, who was gentle and amiable before, turned into a devil who tempted her death in a blink of an eye.

If she had been willing to die, she wouldn't have fled Kyoto in the first place.

Fan Xian calculated this, looked into her eyes, and said softly: "Since you want to kill me, should I still cherish you?" Your idea is too ridiculous and ridiculous, since I pointed you out a less

Why don't you thank me for the road of less suffering? People who are so afraid of death are worthy of being spies. ”

The manager gritted his teeth angrily, raised his head with hatred, and a pair of deep eyes pierced through the slightly messy hair and stared at Fan Xian's face.

Fan Xian's face was quiet: "Don't say more about sacrificing life and forgetting death." In fact, you are not a stupid person, and you know that even if you confess to the senior members of the DPRK and China who colluded with the Northern Qi, you will inevitably die in the end, so you simply grit your teeth and don't say anything. ”

Si Lili suddenly felt that Fan Gongzi's voice was getting farther and farther away, softer and lighter, but more and more terrifying.

"I'm not from the imperial court. I just wanted to find that person and get revenge. ”

"I'm willing to make a deal with you. ”

"There is no other way for you to go but to believe me. ”

Fan Xian said lightly, but his words were extremely cold, and his voice became lower and lower, as if he was talking to himself: "I am a person who doesn't mind torturing women, because you want to kill me first." At the same time, I am a feminist and believe that in the struggle between life and death, men and women are inherently equal. ”

After all, he has been digging graves since he was a child, and his apparent ease and dust can't completely hide the gloomy horror that occasionally erupts in his bones. Wang Qinian left in silence and went to let the cell boss open the door, and at the same time prepare the relevant torture tools.

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The screams of countless weak women resounded in the deep prison!

After a long time, Fan Xian frowned slightly and looked at the manager who fainted on the haystack, looking at her bloody five fingers, without a trace of expression on her face. On the contrary, Wang Qinian, who had been silent next to him, felt a little strange in his heart, he really couldn't imagine that such a clean and dusty son-in-law brother could be so calm when he saw the previous terrifying torture scene, I really don't know how much unknown coldness is hidden under the gentleness on Lord Fan's face.

"For torture to work, it takes at least five days to process. Wang Qinian swallowed a mouthful of saliva with some difficulty, and explained in a low voice: "The manager in front of him is obviously a novice, so he will let the adults force out some information, but in the final analysis, it is a trained person, once it comes to the secret that must be kept, and he can't bear the physical pain, he will naturally faint." ”

When the terrifying cell boss came, Fan Xian had already hidden his face under the gray robe. The cell boss began to bend over to pack up the torture equipment, shaking his head as he cleaned it up, and said: "This young adult, torture is also a science, and you have to ask it in just half an hour, which in itself is an insult to our professionals. ”

Fan Xian was depressed for a while, turned sideways to let the cell boss leave, and watched him walk away, before he opened his mouth and said with a wry smile to Wang Qinian: "It seems that it is better to leave it to the professionals, let's wait for the news in a few days, I think there is no one who has the ability to sneak in and kill the mouth in the defense here." When he was about to leave, the manager woke up slowly, touched the wound on his fingers, screamed in pain, and his lips and hands were ruined today, and his lips and hands could only make miserable sounds.

Fan Xian paused slightly, turned around and glanced at her through the fence.

Si Lili bit her lower lip, her face was pale, cold sweat had already wet her hair, and her two eyes were like injured lionesses, staring at Fan Xian's face fiercely, as if she wanted to remember all his appearance.

Fan Xian stood silently and looked at her like this, and Wang Qinian left a distance first.

"I put away the medicine bottle I gave you just now, and if you really feel that you can't stand it next time, you will eat it. Fan Xian used death to test the other party for the second time, and his tone was very indifferent.

Si Lili finally couldn't help crying at this time, looking at him with hatred, and his eyes were extremely resentful.