In Zhuang Haoming's opinion, this face-ripping demon who moved the capital was not worth mentioning at all. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info even if the whole city is frightened now, he turns a blind eye.

He often said to his subordinates: "When I am my age, when I am in my position, you will naturally understand." No matter what kind of case it is, the case itself is not important, what matters is how the case is handled after it happens, because this directly affects the 'gain and loss'. In a small way, we should consider our gains and losses, which is officialdom, and in a larger way, we should consider the gains and losses of the imperial court, which is politics. ”

So over the years, Zhuang Haoming has never stayed up late, and he must go to bed in loose clothes and fall asleep calmly every time. Even if the sky is falling apart and the rivers and seas are pouring back, his habit will never change in any way. At his age, in such a position, no matter what, all he cares about is "gains and losses", and the most important "gain" is to take care of his body.

It's a pity that tonight is an exception, Zhuang Haoming endured in the futon for most of the hour, and finally succumbed to the deafening knock on the door, kicked the futon open, and angrily pulled the door open. For an old man who has "known the destiny of heaven", it is never a happy thing to be aroused on this cold night in late autumn. However, when he saw the murderous Xie Yixiang outside the door, his anger suddenly turned into nothing and turned into a sigh.

Xie Yixiang outside the door was only wearing a close-fitting thin coat, and she casually covered a crimson light shirt outside. She saw that Zhuang Haoming finally opened the door, and immediately said straight to the point: "This is already the thirty-seventh human life, are we still planning to ignore it?" Although she was full of grief and anger, she still controlled her emotions and didn't want to lose her rudeness in front of the chief arrester of the Jinling Torture Arrest Room.

Zhuang Haoming was slightly stunned, then squeezed out a smile, and said slowly: "I haven't been aroused by someone late at night for a long time, this time I opened the door, and I suddenly felt that the autumn wind was blowing, and it was cold to the bones, it seems that I am really old, and the time limit is probably not far away." Alas...... Seeing that your niece has grown up, and you are slim and beautiful, how can you not be old when you are an uncle? Yes, I haven't seen Lord Ling Zun for a long time, but his old man's body and bones are still fine? Recently, autumn has been very strong, and the wind and cold accumulated in the battle of Mobei have recurred?"

Seeing that the old slippery head put on a posture of being old, weak, sick and disabled, he took the opportunity to praise himself, and then asked about his father's recent situation. She glared at Zhuang Haoming fiercely and said, "Since the adults are still talking like this, then the niece has no choice but to investigate the case alone." During this period, I hope that the chief head catcher will not stop him. ”

Of course, Zhuang Haoming understood that the "case" she was talking about was the case of the face-tearing demon, and knew that once this girl made up her mind, it would be nine cows that could not be pulled back, so she couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Uncle has known you for sixteen years, how can he not understand your thoughts?" That Miss Xu is your best friend when you were young, and she is the daughter of Lord Xu, the historian of the iron pen. So in your opinion, whether it is public or private, it is difficult to let go. He paused slightly, his face gradually became solemn, and he continued: "However, the case of the Face-Ripping Demon is not trivial, and the methods used by the murderer are extremely strange, I am afraid that it is not my Central Plains line...... If you think about it, he has committed more than 30 crimes, but we still have no clue about the arrest room, which shows that he is by no means an idle person. Not to mention...... What's more, this case has involved disputes in the court......"

Xie Yixiang heard him talk about "strife in the court", and immediately sneered: "My lord, although my father is not a good person, he also taught our brothers and sisters the words 'do something, do something'. If you are afraid of wolves and tigers, and only care about personal gains and disgraces in everything, then it is better not to be a good one!" When these words came out, she simply let go and said vigorously: "When my lord was in the south of the Yangtze River, the world respected you and called you 'mighty and long-lasting, mirroring thousands of miles', what kind of style is that?" I can't imagine that as soon as I sit in the position of the head of the criminal arrest room, I will slip around and shoot the horse when I meet people, and I will be as timid as a mouse when I encounter problems, neither thinking about reporting to the country, nor thinking about An Limin, as long as I protect the black yarn on my head, I am all the way to my father. Hmph, you've been friends for years. ”

Her words directly burst out all her years of grudges, but after venting, she vaguely regretted it. Sure enough, Zhuang Haoming's face changed slightly, but then he eased up again, and said with a smile: "Very good, Brother Xie can teach a daughter like you, I should be gratified." But do you know what my father taught me?" Xie Yixiang lost his spirit, and couldn't help asking, "What did your father teach you?"

Zhuang Haoming said lightly: "Nothing, I don't even know who my father is." He said slowly: "No one has ever pointed me out, let alone promoted me, I can have today, all I can do today is because I groped through the sword and sword shadow step by step, and broke through with scars." But Yixiang, when I finally sat in this position and looked back, I realized that the years were like knives, and what was left to accompany me was just the last years of the wind and candles. Speaking of this, his gaze softened again: "Yixiang, you have a good father, and thanks to him, I look up to me and send you to the torture room for training." I have no children under my knees, and I have always regarded you as my own daughter, and your father is the same mind, and I have always thought about you, and you are too unappreciative of such a behavior. ”

Xie Yixiang was silent by his words, she knew in her heart that whether it was her father or the chief catcher in front of her, in the final analysis, they were also for their own good. However, he has not been home for two years since he came to this detention room, and he did not even congratulate his father on his 50th birthday last year. Could it be that I have gone too far in all this? However, you and she immediately relented and said, "My lord is wrong, the reason why I came to work in the torture room is completely my own choice, and it has nothing to do with others. ”

Zhuang Haoming sighed secretly, knowing that the knot in the heart of a girl of Xie Yixiang's age could not be resolved by herself in a few words, so he had to turn back to the conversation and sighed: "Alas, since you want to talk to me about the case, then let's talk about the case of the face-tearing demon." The reason why I let you ignore it is indeed the instruction of the imperial court, and there has been an explanation from above, so it is inconvenient for me to do much in the torture and arrest room. ”

Xie Yixiang became angry again, and asked rhetorically: "Just because it is the instruction of the imperial court, we have to watch these thirty-seven lives, or even more lives, be unjust?

Zhuang Haoming shook his head, and said: "There are gains and losses in everything, and there must be trade-offs in everything." Our criminal arrest room has jurisdiction over all cases in the world, and more than 500 people from top to bottom work together to arrest an average of 10 criminals and save dozens of lives every day, which is our duty. If it is just for one case, dozens of lives, and the disputes in the imperial court are involved, affecting the normal operation of the torture room, then more lives will be unjust, and more relatives and friends will be grief-stricken. He took a deep breath and said resolutely: "Since I am the chief arrester of the criminal arrest room, I must focus on the overall situation. Yixiang, don't think that your uncle is always hiding behind and greedy for life and afraid of death, he will only call you to the front to fight hard, you must know that the pressure of the secret court, the misunderstanding of subordinates, and the insults of the world are all carried by me alone, and I am not more comfortable than you at all, otherwise why would I hold this money that is much higher than yours?"

Xie Yixiang sighed secretly, knowing that she couldn't debate this Master Zhuang no matter what, and this time she was dumbfounded by his words, seeing that Zhuang Haoming's eyes were extremely sincere, she really couldn't tell the truth from the falsehood. Could this be the unknown side behind the head catcher who is sloppy and timid as a mouse? Perhaps this world is really not what he sees in his eyes, because he is too young and naïve, so he can't recognize the black and white of this world at all?

Xie Yixiang slowly closed her eyes, and the scene a few hours ago resurfaced in her mind: in the mansion of the historian Lord Xu, in the boudoir inlaid with gold and jade, the Burmese Rong was lying quietly on the carved Nanmu bed, wearing a gauze dress that was as soft as the clouds on the horizon- The gauze was her favorite sky blue, and the large piece of blood under her neck was clumped into a piece of purple, and the face that had haunted countless Jiangnan disciples had been torn apart by the murderer along the left and right corners of her mouth, and the hideous wound divided her face into two sections, if she hadn't known in advance, she really couldn't imagine that this bloody thing was a human face before!

Thinking of this scene, Xie Yixiang's heart was unshakable. She met Zhuang Haoming's gaze without dodging, and said word by word: "The murderer will pay for his life, my niece's mind has been decided, and she vows to bring the face-tearing demon to justice, and ask the adult to fulfill it." ”

When Zhuang Haoming saw Xie Yixiang's appearance, he knew that he couldn't be dissuaded, so he had to let out a long sigh and said: "I still say the same thing, the case of the face-tearing demon has its own court to interrogate, and the torture and arrest room is powerless to help. ”

Xie Yixiang said coldly: "Don't worry about it, I can handle it myself." Besides, adults have forgotten that my senior brother is as jealous as hatred, no matter how powerful this face-ripping demon is, can it stop the 'Jiangnan knife'? Don't say that the face-ripping demon, in today's world, I am afraid that no one can take my senior brother's knife. ”