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Liang Enze was stunned for a while with red eyes, as if he still couldn't face it, he subconsciously glanced at his hand, the monkey wrench on his thumb hadn't been taken off yet.

The joys and sorrows in the world have nothing to do with his third brother.

As if he couldn't bear to soak his hand here, he asked Yue Jiu gently: "Can I take him out? I want this hand to be buried with my third brother; also, who put this hand away?" Put it here?"

He used to always think that the death of the third brother was not that simple. If he could find out why the hand was here, would he be able to find out the murderer behind the scenes?

Xiaoyan didn't know how to comfort him: "Ze..."

Yue Jiu didn't have Liang Enze's heart-wrenching pain, and didn't need Xiaoyan's sympathy, so he was more calm: "Mr. Liang, you can't be resurrected after death. This hand is a witness, so we should keep it for a while."

After Liang Enze left Marble, Yue Jiu began to report the situation to Xiaoyan in detail: "Before I went to find you, I asked several people who were arrested together that night to identify them separately. One of them didn't want to die. Say you know what's going on with this hand."

Xiaoyan: "If you know who owns the hand and dare to put it here, it means that you are going directly to Liang Enlun, and you dare to touch Liang Guogong's mansion. You can't pretend to be confused about this matter, you still have to figure it out."

Yue Jiu was originally a roundworm in his young master's stomach. He knew that the young master did it for Liang Enze's sake. First, he wanted Liang Enlun's matter to come to light. Second, he wanted to find out the dark behind-the-scenes, lest others be in the dark and Liang Enze is in the light. Dangerous: "Master, if the investigation goes on like this and we find someone from the palace, what should I do?"

Xiaoyan frowned, and all kinds of thoughts in his mind had turned around many times: "Xiao Jiu, if we are not sure at all, we must not rashly act as a stunned young man, but those who are willing to speak say that they know Liang Enlun What's going on, let's go ask."

The dungeon of Dali Temple can be called a net of heaven and earth. It is gloomy and cold in summer, and the horror in winter can be imagined. Those who can enter the dungeon of Dali Temple, even if they are high-level prisoners, are treated differently—such as beds made of straw, swaggering around Walking mice, flipping through rotten quilts that smell like old zombies, these are first-class treatment.

The second-level treatment is more complicated, such as those instruments of torture, the sticks and boards are pediatrics, whips and red irons are common, and there are countless other fairy guides who hang people up and so on.

The third level of treatment is to deal with criminals committed by the imperial court. Those who have committed serious crimes are still too stubborn. Anyway, sooner or later they will sit together. Instead of torturing the prisoner, they will start torturing the relatives of the prisoner. Ordinary people, seeing their family members suffering, basically just ask themselves If he dies, he wants to save his family members.

In fact, there was a fourth-level treatment before, but it was abolished in the past two years when Xiaoyan acted as the minister of Dali Temple, and the more cruel physical punishment directly took people off their fingers or patellas to disable them. What he said at the time was : "I am not a woman's benevolence. If I cause damage to a person's limbs, it is disabled. Even if there is no crime, there will be no chance to reform in the future. After a person is disabled, he suffers a heavy blow to his body and mind. Many prisoners only seek speed. Death, whether it is to solve the case or to deter crime, the effect is not good."

Reflecting the dim lights in the dungeon, Xiaoyan's slickness, ruffianism, and sense of justice have long been mixed together. Sometimes he himself can't tell which one will have the upper hand, and he feels that he might make his own Safety is the first priority, but now Liang Enze is involved, he is for his own safety, and he also wants Liang Enze to be safe.

The little stallion Liang Enlun is the third son of Lord Yipin. If he hadn't met bad guys by chance and was killed randomly, then anyone who wanted to poach Duke Liang's heart would have to weigh whether he was worthy enough to break ground on Tai Sui.

Since Liang Enlun was harmed premeditatedly, it means that either Liang Enlun touched some core interests, then it was the lesser of two evils; or it was for seeking revenge, then no matter the cost.

It can be seen that the current complicated situation, it seems that the probability of murder is even greater.

Xiaoyan was thinking wildly all the way, and Yue Jiu carried a small lamp, counted the steps and walked towards the cell. The assassin who opened his mouth was squatting in a corner of the cell with a silent expression, his eyes were fixed. Stare at the wood bugs and ants scrambling on the walls.

Xiaoyan classified him at the first glance. This person has a straight nose, a square mouth, a good face, and firm and steady eyes.

Xiaoyan was not in a hurry to speak, and interrogated a person with a bit of personality. If he talked too much, he would make a mistake. He glanced at him, and saw that this person had changed into a prison uniform, was handcuffed and barefoot. He was about 30 years old and seven feet one inch. Looking at the height of the left and right, and looking at his sturdy body, he could imagine the stride length of such a man in his heart, and he felt that he and this person should spend this time together in the end of the world.

Xiaoyan casually moved to the left of the chair, since there was no one else in this prison except him and Yue Jiu, so he put his left foot high on his right leg, and shook his foot relaxedly.

At first the assassin only glanced at him, then looked elsewhere, but after holding back the time for a stick of incense, he finally couldn't stand it any longer: "Are you Yue Xiaoyan?"

Xiaoyan nodded: "Well, how do you know me?" Although he often shows up in public, he is not well-known to everyone.

The assassin snorted coldly: "You are the same as that short-lived ghost, all of you are desperate officials, but your life is better. That day in the bridge hole of Yunmeng Bridge, you fell into the water and were surrounded, and the big-mouth catfish did not die." Bitten you to death."

Xiaoyan shrugged his shoulders, with a face full of indifference: "Thanks to your blessings, I was just bitten. How do you know that I fell into the water and was surrounded by big-mouth catfish? How did you see it?"

The assassin has three white eyes, and his eyes rolled away, showing big white eyes: "I just got off the bank of the Donghe River and left the Yunmeng Bridge, but I didn't go far when I saw you and two other tall young men coming. , one of them is surnamed Liang, right?"

It seems that this person is the owner of the footprints on the bank of the Donghe that day, Xiaoyan is still a little foolish: "Do you know someone with the surname Liang?"

The assassin's tall nose wrinkled: "I don't know him, I guessed, but usually there are not many people in Beijing who can walk with you, I guess you have a good relationship."

Xiaoyan: "Don't be a fool, tell me why you guessed his surname is Liang?"

The assassin started to get serious: "He looks very similar to another little stallion named Liang. Looking at his body and appearance, he is a real brother. So even if you called him a fairy back then, I think he would You don’t need to be with people from Dali Temple like you.”

Xiaoyan put his hands on his shoulders: "Okay, let's talk about the conditions, you first say, what conditions do you want?"

Assassin: "Let me go and give me a way out. If I die, I will automatically disappear and go to Sichuan. I won't cause you any trouble. What do you think of the conditions?"

Xiaoyan tapped his arms with ten fingers in turn: "Tell me that you know something about the person surnamed Liang."

The assassin rolled his eyes three times: "I'll explain the little stallion's matter clearly, but you must keep your word."

Xiaoyan looked at him with a look of bargaining: "Not only the matter of Liang Enlun, but also all the matters about Liang Guogong, have you participated in all of them?"

The corner of Xiaoyan's mouth twitched, and he looked at him mockingly: "You are a prisoner, you don't think you really have the capital to argue with me, do you? My life is hanging like a spider's thread, not honest, I advise you Don't pretend to be a master in front of me, it's best not to let me see what's wrong, otherwise—"

Xiaoyan nodded at Yue Jiu, and Yue Jiu laughed, took out a scimitar and twirled it in his hand a few times: "Master Yue only said that he would not kill, but he did not say that I am not allowed to take out your kneecap , but well, if you are honest, we will still keep our word."

Assassin Sanbaiyan opened his mouth to speak, but Xiaoyan felt something was wrong when he opened his mouth——

"My name is Wei Meng. I'm 30 years old. I'm from Liaodong. I used to serve in the Imperial Forest Army. But later, I was transferred to a special department because I was good at diving and my hands and feet, and I was quick at handling things."

Xiaoyan grew up in the capital, and it was the first time he heard the name of the special department, and asked with a frown, "What department?"

Wei Meng sighed: "Did you hear that in the Qin Dynasty, someone went to find Penglai Mountain for the first emperor?"

Xiao Yan moved his ears: "Speak."

Wei violently moved his handcuffs, trying to make his wrists more comfortable: "The department I was in at the time was split up very carefully. What I wanted to do was never disclosed to the public, and I was only in charge of one of the stages. At the beginning, I I thought I entered a crime-solving department, specializing in solving those unknown anecdotes and secrets for the country, and enriching the secret archives. After working for many years, I gradually came into contact with more things. I guess it may be for His Majesty Looking for the secret agency of alchemy medicine, it is said that since ancient times, human beings have been able to live forever, so we must look for the strange people in the world, and at the same time look for the secret medicine of alchemy."

"I originally thought that they chose me to enter this institution because I was cautious, but later I realized that I was thinking too much. The main reason is not this, but because I am cruel, and I am a bachelor with no relatives."

Wei Meng's expression moved slightly: "When I first took children and other people's heart and soul in the Yunmeng Bridge, I felt extremely uncomfortable. I felt that I was skilled in martial arts and shouldn't be like this; but I also know that once I step in, there is nothing but death. There's no way to go back."

Yue Jiu held the pen and didn't record a single word. Anyway, he just wanted to know the inside story of Liang Enlun's case. For other things - it's not good to leave too much evidence to be recorded and fixed. He shook the pen: "And then?"