Daming King of Punishment

Song Wuya was stunned, and then jumped up violently, cursing angrily: "How the hell did you decide this case? Am I so fucking stupid? Are the people who decide the case in the government so stupid? This is taking the case of human life as the case Are you kidding? Or are you kidding me?"

But Bai Zhuo didn't mean to be joking at all, and said with a serious face: "Brother Song, don't worry. The government has its own evidence for what it said. The Baobaotou who surveyed the scene said that after you killed someone, you were in a panic. You accidentally bumped into a cabinet next to the wall, and a vase on the top of the cabinet fell down, knocking you out. When your fiancée found you, you were sitting with your back against the cabinet, and it was indeed found at the scene Fragments of a vase."

Song Wuya was stunned, my god, heaven and Baobutou, are you guys playing tricks on me?

Bai Zhuo sighed, and continued: "When the people in the county talked about this matter, they all said it was called 'the law of heaven is clear, and the retribution is not good'."

Song Wuya smiled wryly, and asked, "Brother Bai, tell the truth, is my reputation outside bad? 99 out of [-] people think I must be a murderer?"

Bai Zhuo coughed dryly, and said softly: "Brother Song, in fact, your reputation is not that bad. After all, you haven't done anything too bad, it's just some minor evil..."

"What little evil? For example?"

"Such as molesting women, gambling and drinking, blackmailing good people, molesting people, running rampant, letting dogs bite people, etc..."

Song Wuya patted his forehead, feeling a little dizzy, isn't this the fucking life that he has always yearned for in the ancient times, where there are little flowers and little evil?It's a pity that I didn't catch up with that good time to travel over, otherwise it would be more cost-effective to go to the execution ground after a while, but now the benefits are shared by others, and the evil results are suffered by myself, so what's the matter?

"Brother Song, since you haven't killed anyone, then don't be discouraged." Bai Zhuo's voice rang in his ears, pulling Song Wuya back from his trance and depression.

Song Wuya took a deep breath of the humid air in the cell, pulled himself together and asked, "Did the government say that I couldn't be raped, and that's why I killed people? First I killed Xiao Zhen, and then to cover up my crime, I killed him again." My future father-in-law?"

Bai Zhuo nodded and said, "Yes, yes. Brother Song, do you remember?"

Song Wuya smiled wryly: "No, I guessed. What else could the government say besides inferring this? I used to handle cases, and when I encountered this kind of situation, I would probably have the same train of thought... Cough, let's not talk about this, about What else do you know about this case?"

Bai Zhuo shook his head and said, "That's all I know. I'm afraid your fiancée and Lord Situ know the details of the case best. Lord Situ is an upright official, so it stands to reason that he wouldn't intentionally wrong you, let alone this matter related to the murder of his brother. There is no reason to handle the case indiscriminately and convict. If you want to reverse the case and clear your grievances, I am afraid it will be very difficult."

Song Wuya lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said: "Brother Bai, I want to ask you to do me a favor, please help me get someone to come."

Bai Zhuo was also smart, so he immediately thought: "Is it your fiancee?"

Song Wuya nodded, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Bai, no matter what method you use, whether you beg or lie, you must invite her to come here to see me. I have something to ask her face to face. The jailer here is determined not to pass on my message, and I can only count on you, Brother Bai. This matter is related to my life, and the sooner the better!"

After finishing speaking, he imitated the ancients on TV and bowed to Bai Zhuo to the end.

Bai Zhuo knew that this matter was extremely difficult, but he agreed without hesitation, and then left.

After Bai Zhuo left, Song Wuya anxiously paced back and forth in the square-inch cell, waiting for the arrival of his fiancée, Situ Wen, whom he had never seen before and who now hated him to the bone.After looking forward to it for more than two hours, the cell had already turned on the light, but no one came.

Song Wuya's heart gradually sank, knowing that Situ Wen would not come today.Thinking about it, this Bai Zhuo looks like a mediocre scholar, but he has a whole body of righteousness, so why can he invite Miss Situ?What's more, she regards herself as the murderer of her father and enemy, and hates herself to the bone, so why is she willing to come down to visit herself in this gloomy death row?

That night, Song Wuya almost stayed up all night.In the morning of the next day, he was extremely exhausted, and when he was about to fall asleep, he vaguely saw a woman in white walking towards him.

Song Wuya woke up suddenly, a carp straightened up and sat up, staring at the girl with wide eyes.

It was his fiancée Situ Wen who came.I saw her whole body in plain filial piety, white clothes better than snow, blue hair like clouds, drifting with the lotus steps, her exquisite face is as gorgeous as peaches and plums, but it is as bright as ice and snow, which makes people dare not look at her Reluctant to look away, the entire dark and gloomy cell immediately brightened up because of her arrival.

Song Wuya stared at her blankly, almost drooling, forgetting for a moment that he was in a desperate situation and was about to lose his life.

I only heard a voice of cutting ice and cutting snow coldly in my ears: "I heard that you have something important to tell me, do you want to cry out for your grievances again?"

Chapter 4

?Chapter 4

Song Wuya stared intently at the beautiful fiancee in front of him, and suddenly felt an unreal trance feeling in his heart, as if he had a shit luck after getting cancer and dying soon. Like winning the 500 million grand prize, one sad and one happy, like two dreams that seem real, intertwined and inseparable.

Situ Wen was also staring at Song Wuya, a familiar but unfamiliar father-killer and enemy, a strong hatred suddenly surged in her heart, but it was also mixed with a trace of inexplicable and unexplainable pity and regret.This person grew up with him, he can be regarded as a childhood sweetheart, and he has a good relationship.The two had been engaged since childhood, and they took each other as their future partners as a matter of course.

Later, Song Wuya gradually became cunning and cunning, and she did not do her job properly. She was disappointed and resentful, but in the end she decided to accept her fate.Firstly, it was because of her father's tolerance and protection for him; secondly, she felt that although her fiancé-in-law was frivolous, he did not commit any serious crimes, his nature was not bad, and there was hope for him to change in the future.

However, all expectations and all old feelings were completely changed on that bloody night: he killed his father!Although she did not want to believe or accept this shocking tragedy, the evidence was all there, and she could not believe it or not.Perhaps it was because of the unspeakable old love hidden in her heart that the hatred in her heart was even stronger.

At this moment, the unkempt man in prison uniform in front of him is just the murder of his father, nothing more.

After the two people's eyes intertwined for a moment, only a "pop" sound was heard, and Song Wuya suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself across the face.

The corners of Situ Wen's mouth slanted, showing a disdainful smile, and said coldly: "What? You asked someone to invite me here just to show me a show? Do you think I can forgive you by slapping yourself? This is too ridiculous Are you ready?"

Song Wuya lowered his head and smiled wryly: "It's just a mosquito bite." In fact, he slapped himself not only to remind himself not to be distracted at this critical moment, but also to punish his previous "self": with such a beautiful Such as the fiancée of a fairy, who actually goes to sleep in the flowers and sleeps in the willows, and even wants to hook up and flirt with the middle-aged lady, what a bastard.

Situ Wen's tone slowed down a bit, and she said: "I'll put the ugly words up front: I'm here this time, not because of any change in my attitude towards you, but because of your friend surnamed Bai. In order to invite me over, he just stood in the yard of my house all night, constantly arguing that you didn't kill the person. I didn't expect that you, a worthless bastard, would be able to make friends so willingly for you My attentive friend, I've missed my mark. So, I'll come over this early in the morning to have a look and see what you have to say!"

Song Wuya sighed and said, "Miss Situ..."

This strange and distanced address made Situ Wen feel a little surprised, her gaze fell on his eyes, hoping to find a bit of guilt expression from there: if it wasn't for guilt, why would she act so with such a natural identity? What about alienation?

"Tell me." Situ Wen said calmly.

Song Wuya thought for a while, and said carefully, "According to my analysis, I really didn't kill your father, I really wasn't the murderer."

Situ Wen interrupted him with a sneer: "Haha, according to your analysis? Are you not clear about what you did? Do you need to analyze it?"

Song Wuya took a deep breath and said, "Miss Situ, I know you won't believe me when I say that I didn't kill anyone. I just ask you to give me a chance to let your uncle, County Magistrate Situ, kill you again. Put me on trial, I will definitely re-clarify the case in court and find out the real culprit."

The hidden intentions of this sentence aroused Situ Wen's hatred, her wonderful eyes suddenly burst into flames, she pointed at Song Wuya and said loudly angrily: "You are the real culprit! You actually expect to use me to climb up to me!" Uncle came to overturn the case, die of this heart!"

After finishing his sentence, he turned around and left.

Seeing that the glimmer of life was fleeting, Song Wuya swore loudly: "If the real culprit is me, then I'm not as good as a pig or a dog. There's no need to hire some godly executioner to 'cut him to death' old man Liu, I'd rather do it myself and kill myself. Cut three thousand six hundred knives, not a single cut. Every piece of meat cut, the thin ones are marinated for you to eat as snacks, one slice a day is enough for you to eat for ten years; the fat ones are fried out of oil for you to eat. When the lamp oil is lit, it is enough for you to light it for a year and a half; the skull will be painted by you to make a toilet, and the skeleton will dry your clothes and socks for you to relieve your hatred! Your father treats me like a nephew, and he is an old man. If the people under the nine springs know that I have been wrongly punished because of his old man, I'm afraid they will be disturbed!"

These words were spoken so fiercely and resolutely that Situ Wen trembled all over, she stopped and turned around, staring at Song Wuya in surprise, as if she had just met this person.In her impression, this person used to be evasive and glib in front of her. He didn't look like a man at all, and he had never acted so righteously and boldly as he is now.

But so what, this man killed Daddy!

Situ Wen sneered in her heart, turned around and continued walking away.

Seeing that she was about to walk out of sight, Song Wuya became wise in a hurry, his mind flashed, and he shouted: "I don't know if you went to the execution ground today, but you should have heard that Tianlei didn't strike me to death, and still Killed me! God knows I was wronged!"

These words were originally just shouted in a hurry, but they had an immediate effect. Situ Wen's delicate body trembled, and she finally stopped, seeming to be moved by these words.Song Wuya thought to himself, damn it, this is okay?It seems that the ancients were really superstitious!

Situ Wen pondered for a while, gritted her teeth, and said solemnly: "Okay! I will give you a chance and beg my uncle to retry the case. If you can't produce evidence to prove that the real culprit is someone else, what should we do? "

Song Wuya said loudly: "If I can't prove that the real culprit is someone else, then the real culprit is me, and I am also willing to cut myself [-] knives!"

As soon as these words came out of his mouth, Song Wuya regretted a little. He didn't know the details of the case, so he wasn't fully sure.It stands to reason that criminal cases are different from civil cases, and the public prosecution agency, that is, the government should bear the burden of proof and investigation. This principle is the same in ancient and modern times.Why do you have to investigate yourself, the defendant, if you can't find out, you will be convicted of the crime?But he also understood that this was forced by the situation, and if he didn't agree quickly, he might lose even half a chance.

Situ Wen's face was cold, and she said word by word: "Remember what you said."

Then, she took a deep look at Song Wuya, and continued: "I don't really believe in sky thunder... I promised to help you this last time because I don't want you to be the murderer, my father... ...and I don't want it to be you..."

When mentioning her deceased father, Situ Wen choked up and couldn't continue, and then forced herself to restrain her sadness, turned and left with a cold face.

Seeing her gradually walking away, Song Wuya's heart thumped. Although Situ Wen agreed to plead with her uncle, County Magistrate Situ, things were still not optimistic.The police experience in his previous life made Song Wuya deeply understand that, except for the defendant, no one likes to reverse the case, let alone the official who decides the case and convicts himself. This principle is the same in ancient and modern times.

After Situ Wen left the prison, two hours later, two officials opened the prison door, took Song Wuya out of the county prison, and escorted him to the county government office.It seemed that the trial was going to be retried immediately, Song Wuya was secretly delighted, it was much faster than he originally expected.

The county government office is next door to the county prison, but only a hundred or so steps away.The gate of the county government office is in the shape of a figure [-], with a screen wall in the middle.Behind the screen wall is a ritual gate. There are three gates, one big, two small, and three gates. The gate in the middle has the highest etiquette standard and is not opened at ordinary times. The door is called "Human Gate", also known as "Happy Gate", which is used for ordinary entry and exit; if there is a "Human Gate", there is a "Ghost Gate", and to escort criminals and take away death row prisoners, you can only go through the small gate on the west.