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- After a few days of recuperation, Shen Cong, who was sabotaging his work, slowly left the Qin Palace and went to work in the yamen under Song Cheng's scolding.
The head catcher handed over a purse: "Master Qi, Mr. Song of the Captain's Mansion sent someone to deliver it."
Shen Cong reached out to take it, and suddenly remembered that he had to interrogate a group of people, so he went straight to the Captain's Mansion.
Standing at the door was a man wearing a black gauze hat, a flying fish robe, and an embroidered spring knife on his right waist. He was the commander of Anbu Jinyiwei, Song Cheng.
Standing at the door with him was a nodding court official. Looking at his appearance, it seems that he is the newly appointed Minister of Dali Temple.
"My lord, I'm leading the way for my lord Xie, and I specially brought a high-quality wild ginseng here, and I hope my lord will accept it." Dali Temple Minister showed a flattering smile, and held a wooden box as if offering a treasure.
"Yo, it's still the best century-old wild ginseng." Song Cheng opened the box and looked at it, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "Since that's the case, I will accept your whole heart. It's very easy to decide the case. If you are also confused, I will definitely not Forgive me."
He handed the box to Jin Yiwei who was wearing a black flying fish robe next to him, patted Dali Siqing on the shoulder, walked outside, passed by Shen Cong, and couldn't help frowning.
This kid, who rests and bathes every three days, has all his money deducted and doesn't know how to make progress.
"Thank you, my lord, for giving up my salary and giving it to my subordinates." Shen Cong raised his eyebrows, bowed to Song Cheng from a distance, and then activated the spell, coming straight from the golden halo to the imperial prison.
"In broad daylight, Shen Cong doesn't know how to restrain himself." Seeing him using spells so ostentatiously, Song Cheng couldn't help shaking his head.
After all, young, some talents are not secretive. Such and such will attract the envy of others.
Forget it, let's go collect some money and come back.
Thinking of this, Song Cheng sent the minister of Dali Temple away, turned his head and walked towards the outside of Du Wei's mansion.
The prison is gloomy and cold, and from time to time there are sharp roars of ghosts and ghosts coming from it.
This is the place where ghosts who committed misdemeanor crimes are imprisoned, and occasionally people are detained, such as the old bustard and her girls involved in the ghost case.
When Shen Cong came, the wooden door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and a young man wearing a black gauze cap, a black robe, and an arrest order came out. Brother Young Master is as cold as the moon, when he saw Shen Cong, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes were a little more surprised, and he immediately returned to calm.
It's Gu Jiuling, why is he wearing the robes of an Anbu police officer?
"Your Highness." Gu Jiuling bowed to Shen Cong.
"During the work period, there is no need to call my Highness." Shen Cong waved his hand, "Why did you come to this pickled place?"
"This subordinate has joined Jinyiwei and is now working in the Yamen of the capital."
"Did you eat that thing?" Shen Cong was puzzled, twitched his fingers and frowned.
Gu Jiuling nodded.
He found a dark layer in the red sandalwood box, which contained a letter written to him by Gu Yuanjia. After reading it, Gu Jiuling ate the demon pill, and at the same time opened his spiritual root that had been dusty for fifteen years.
After passing the entry test, Song Cheng placed Gu Jiuling under Shen Cong.
"That day, what exactly was the talisman you wrote?" Gu Jiuling looked at Shen Cong, and slowly spread her calloused palm.
"Hidden your breath. If the monster finds out about your fat, my Prince Qin's mansion will be in trouble."
Shen Cong changed the subject, raised his eyebrows and looked at the former, "I said, young master, don't do a good job as a good general Dingguohou, you have to come here to be a small catcher, do you think your life is too long?"
Anbu Jinyiwei faced all kinds of monsters and ghosts, and faced death several times more than Mingbu. If you are not careful, you will step into the abyss.
There are no bones left.
"I want to investigate the Miemen case." Gu Jiuling shook her head slowly, her resolute eyes shot out from her cold eyes.
Shen Cong nodded.
It is a foregone conclusion to be included in the compilation, so he will bring this little duke to entice him to cultivate.
"Yun Zhe, both the bustard and the prostitute have been interrogated by the crown prince, and I only learned from the old bustard that the hidden business of human skin trading originated from Chang'an and was sent to all directions." A Jinyi guard next to him bowed to Shen Cong .
He is Qin Zheng, a Yamen catcher who belongs to the Anbu, and Shen Cong is a brother who has been through life and death for many years, and their brotherhood is profound.
Yun Zhe is Shen Cong's small name, and Emperor Jing Yuan did not treat him kindly. After so many years, only Qin Zheng still remembers his small name.
"Have you passed the interrogation?" Shen Cong rubbed his chin slowly.
?Interrogation methods in the army are all used for traitors or enemy bandits, and the methods are more than that of imperial prison. Gu Jiuling's interrogation is naturally not a problem, so let's get another clue from the old bustard.
With this in mind, Shen Cong walked over and pushed open the wooden door, and saw the panic-stricken old bustard. The old bustard's hair was disheveled, his clothes were disheveled, and the smell of blood was extremely strong all over his body. At first glance, he was tortured.
The only candle in the room was placed on the wooden table, shaking and flickering, making the old bustard look extremely pale.
Most of the instruments of torture in the Anbu Imperial Prison are aimed at monsters. If it is placed on a human body, the pain will only be more unbearable. It's not surprising that she looks like this.
"What's the use of human skin?" Shen Cong sat down, picked up a cup of tea from Qin Zheng, and slowly stroked the tea cover.
"My lord, I really don't know. The man peeled off his skin and put it in a box, waiting for someone to pick it up at night. I just obeyed orders." The old bustard trembled when he saw Qin Zheng, and started crying.
"Cry again and pull out your tongue!" Qin Zheng glared at the bustard impatiently.
The old bustard trembled for a while, hiccupping and slowly fell silent.
"At the feet of the Son of Heaven, you are so brave to buy and sell viscera and human skin." Shen Cong slowly put down the teacup, raised his eyelids, and looked coldly.
The sound of the teacup being placed on the table made no sound, but the old bustard's heart trembled and his body trembled.
? Shen Cong's demeanor is dignified and uncommon, and his unflappable appearance is even more terrifying than Qin Zheng's. Especially in this gloomy place, his red phoenix eyes, like a ghost-faced messenger who can penetrate people's minds, made the old bustard feel even more frightened.
Trembling for a while, the old bustard was about to say something, when suddenly there was a noisy movement outside.
The wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and the already weak candle flame was completely dimmed.
The gloomy air came suddenly.
"Meow¡ª¡ª"
A sharp meow came from the front.
Shen Cong fixed his eyes and met a pair of cat pupils glowing green in the dark.
The cat's pupils flickered, and gradually became more scarlet.
The strong smell of blood also came out at this time.
It's a cat ghost.
Not good!
Taking off the jade-faced keel fan at his waist, Shen Cong stood up with a snap of his fingers, and lit a candle.
The cat ghost had turned into a cloud of green smoke and dispersed, while the old bustard who was sitting opposite was bitten through the skull by the cat ghost, his eyes widened in horror, he twitched for a while, and then lost his breath.
Skull -
Slightly squinting, Shen Cong quickly walked around to check, and found a black cat hair on the skull, and the bite marks were 90% similar to those found in the thatched cottage that day.
Could it be that the day when the big demon wiped out Gu's family, the cat ghost took advantage of the situation and entered at night, picked up a corpse and took it away?
No, not right. The bite marks on that day were obviously deeper than today.
Shen Cong frowned.
This case seems to involve a lot.
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