Chapter 118: Song Ling's Speculation!
When the prefect and the others heard this, they all looked uncertain, but a glimmer of light flashed in Song Ling's eyes, and sure enough, he guessed correctly.
How could Wang Ergou's sister be coincidental and lose her bag? And it was picked up by the man in black?
"Are you sure this person bought your money bag?" Song Ling asked again.
"It was him, my eldest brother was in urgent need of money at that time, and this person came to me and said that my bag was beautiful, so he bought it at a high price. When Sister Wang Ergou said this, her eyes were full of regret, she never thought that all this was actually a trap, and they had fallen into it from the beginning.
When Song Ling heard this, he also had to admire the man in black in front of him, who had already laid out the situation from the beginning, and went down step by step, interlocking with each other, playing his own people around, and almost made Wang Ergou carry the black pot.
"What's going on?Miss Song?" the prefect and Mo Yu and the others were confused, stunned that they didn't understand these things.
Song Ling looked at the prefect and the others with a bewildered look, and then said his speculation word by word: "In fact, at the beginning, this was a game, although Wang Ergou is a gambler, he loves his sister very much, as long as anyone who is familiar with Wang Ergou will know." ”
And he also knew about this, so he designed to buy Wang Ergou's sister's bag at the beginning, and then killed the eldest son of the Ankang Hou Mansion with his accomplices, and then bribed Li Xiaoer to give false testimony, and finally killed Li Xiaoer. ”
"After all this last night, I also planned to kill Wang Ergou's sister to extinguish my mouth, and I don't know how Wang Ergou knew about all this, so Wang Ergou confessed in a hurry. ”
After Song Ling said this, he immediately looked at the man in black, his eyes were full of coldness.
When the prefect and Mo Yu and the others heard this, they suddenly realized that this was the case, and such an explanation was also right.
At the same time, the prefect and Mo Yu were also full of admiration for Song Ling, no wonder Chu Linyuan valued Song Ling so much.
"Itchy...... It's tickling me...... What the hell did you use for me...... Why is it so itchy...... Why am I ...... Unable to ......"
The man in black on the ground suddenly said in a tired tone, his eyes were full of pain, and the expression on his face was also painful and embarrassing.
However, he had no strength in his body, and even his speech became very weak and weak.
"Miss Song, what's wrong with him?" Mo Yu couldn't help but ask, his eyes full of doubts, seeing the man in black in such pain.
It didn't seem that there was anything wrong with the man in black, why did he still feel itchy with a painful face? Could it be that there was something wrong with Song Ling's bottle of medicinal powder?
"Not much, it's just a little bit of spilling, at first you feel weak, then you itch all over your body, and then at the end, you get a little bit of strength in your arms, and you start to tickle frantically until you are exhausted. ”
After Song Ling finished speaking with a smile, he then continued to speak: "Of course, don't think that this is the end, and then, even if the whole body is scratched and scratched, scratched and bleeding, it still won't die quickly." ”
"After all, I can still save you, but you have to continue to suffer so much, and then I don't believe that you can't open your mouth. ”
When Song Ling said this, the smile on his face became more and more intense, and it became more and more trembling, even a person like Mo Yu, who licked blood on the tip of the knife, couldn't help but feel creepy.
When the prefect and others on the side saw this situation, their hearts couldn't help but tremble, they didn't expect Song Ling to be so ruthless, and he was really a femme fatale.
At this moment, the man in black had already been tortured, his body was itching and embarrassing, but he still couldn't move, and the bloodshot in his eyes was like spider webs, which was terrifying.
The man in black looked at Song Ling with angry eyes, and wanted to say something but had no strength, so he could only grit his teeth.
Suddenly, the man in black felt that his hand could move, and he was instantly overjoyed, and sure enough, as Song Ling said, he began to scratch his body frantically.
Originally, the man in black wanted to solve himself quickly, but found that he had no strength at all.
And the only strength left in the man in black can only be used to tickle.
Immediately, the man in black didn't think of it so much, at this moment he was itching all over his body, so he could only stretch out his hand and scratch wildly, but he didn't expect that this side had just finished scratching, and that side was itching again.
The man in black had been tortured into a mental disorder, frantically scratching every inch of his body, but he was still like an ant gnawing on it, and it was extremely uncomfortable.
Soon, the skin on the man in black was scratched in an instant, and red blood fell down along with the flesh, and the smell of blood filled the entire interrogation room.
"Ahh
The prefect and Wang Ergou's sister had already fled disgusted by this scene, Moyu looked at the scene in front of her with a numb scalp, and the jailers retched against the wall one after another.
Only Song Ling still looked at the scene in front of him without changing his face and heartbeat, without any waves, and his eyes were as cold as ever.
Mo Yu understood why his own prince could defend himself like jade for so long, but he was surrendered by Song Ling, there was a whole reason.
These two people are exactly the same level of ruthlessness, and in the face of such a scene, they can still do it without changing their faces and hearts, they are simply a match made in heaven!
"Stand down. Song Ling looked at it and turned to the jailers behind him and said.
When the jailers heard this, they nodded their heads again and again, and said, "Miss Song, Lord Mo, if you have something, call us, we will leave first." ”
After those jailers finished speaking, they immediately fled, and the speed was simply not too fast.
Just kidding, in this kind of place, they will feel extremely uncomfortable if they stay for a second longer, and the terrible wail and the smell of blood in their faces will make them vomit nonstop.
After Song Ling saw those jailers walk out, there were only himself and Mo Yu in the huge cell, and then he walked step by step towards the black-clothed man whose flesh and blood were blurred, squatted down and sneered:
"Hehe, this is still the first step, there are still several steps to follow, I'm asking you for the last time, are you sent by the party? How many of you are there? What is the purpose of coming here? The kidnapping of the children of the official family before... Did you do it?"
When the man in black heard this, there was hatred in his eyes. It was even more intense, and at this moment he was weak, and the little strength he had left had already blurred his flesh and blood.