Jiaohua

Chapter 1143 Unusual
The chains on the cell door were opened, and two stretchers were brought in, each with a man in black lying on it.

In the always bustling Hengxiang Prison, many eyes turned to the two men in black.

Soon, they were picked up from stretchers, their wrists and ankles were hooped with iron rings, and they were fixed to the wall, which greatly restricted their freedom.

Everyone discussed and asked who these two people were.

Others, booed by the soldiers rushing them in.

The soldiers didn't stay any longer. After tying the two men in black to the wall, they left with the empty stretcher.

"Hey! Who are you, why are you locked up with us?"

"Can you still talk? It seems that you haven't been tortured. What's wrong with you?"

"What's wrong with the clothes you're wearing, thieves?"

"If it's a thief, it's very hateful! My family has been burglarized before!"

"Yes, my family has them too! After a few days of hard work, I robbed them all!"

……

The prison is in chaos.

Suddenly, the door of the dungeon was opened again.

Everyone turned their heads and looked up.

Ten people came in, headed by the familiar uniforms of the jailer and Hengxiang Yawei, followed by the soldier armor who sent the man in black just now.

Only then did everyone realize that the people who came in just now were not jailers or yamen guards.

No one spoke, and everyone suddenly kept a very tacit silence, watching them come, pass, leave, and walk deeper into the prison.

A long time ago, a skinny old man was brought out from behind the stone gate deep in the prison.

Although he is skinny, the old man's body is still straight, he is clearly a prisoner, but his eyes are extremely bright, as sharp as a knife.

Until they passed a cell, the detainees in that cell hurriedly gathered around, staring at the old man closely, but did not dare to call him.

The old man glanced at them and was pushed away expressionlessly.

Leaving the prison, there is a row of cells outside the iron gate, which seem to be newly built.

The heavy rain hit the ground like random arrows, with a great momentum. As soon as the old man came out, he saw a man sitting in front of the row of new cells.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair with his head slightly lowered, his long black hair hanging straight down, soft and soft.

The skylight casts light and shadows on his face, his eyes are closed, his eyelashes are long and curled up, although he only has a side profile, but his extremely handsome nose bridge and clearly visible jaw line, half of his face can be recognized as rare in the world pretty boy.

The old man's footsteps stopped suddenly, and his eyes were sharp: "Disciple!"

The soldiers around opened their umbrellas one after another, and one of them covered the old man's head.

Then, someone suddenly pushed the old man forward: "Go!"

"Shen Yan!" The old man shouted, "Big Disciple!!"

The man kept his eyes closed, like a statue in the heavy rain and strong wind.

"What's wrong with him?!" The old man turned around and asked others, "What's wrong with him!!"

"go!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"

No one answered him.

After they walked away completely, Shen Wen slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of deep eyes looked towards the direction where they disappeared.

Zhang Ji stood beside him and asked, "Why are you pretending to be asleep?"

Shen Yan said lightly: "It's embarrassing to pretend to be dead for so long."

"...That's also the reason."

"Otherwise," Shen Yan raised his eyes and smiled slightly, "cry with him?"

Zhang Ji was expressionless, looking at the heavy rain on the disease outside the eaves.

In the row of new cells behind them, all the servants of the Gu residence where Shen Yan lives are locked up here.

Li'an was also there, but he was locked alone.

Before Wang Fengnian left, he was not allowed to sleep, so Li'an has been tortured until now, as long as he closes his eyes, he will be splashed with water or his hair will be pulled immediately.

About a quarter of an hour later, someone from the front office came running with an umbrella: "Zhang Zhiling, the second lady is here, and General Jian said to take Shen Wen to the front hall!"

Shen Yan smiled: "This military lord, let me ask, is Miss Ali the only one?"

"Correct."

Shen Wen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and immediately felt a sense of loss, and said in a low voice, "He didn't come."

"Who is it?" asked the soldier who came running to send a message.

Shen Yan smiled.

Zhang Ji looked at the soldiers behind him and said, "Take the umbrella and push Mr. Shen Dalang to the front hall."

"Yes!" Several soldiers responded.

This row of new prison cells was built with bricks and tiles after Zhao Huien took office. The new ones are very new, but they are also very simple. If the wind changes slightly, the entire row of cells will suffer.And these violent rainy days are even more unfriendly to them.

Shen Wen's wheelchair was slowly pushed, and the wind was blowing under the eaves. Even though some soldiers tried their best to stabilize the umbrella, his hair was still blown to the sides of his chest by the strong wind, and his hair was blown back along his thin arms, revealing his pale and handsome face.

The servants in Gu's house looked at the long-lost patriarch and called him one after another.

Shen Yan ignored it, and the humble and elegant smile on his face just now disappeared.

He looked at the heavy rain outside the eaves coldly and indifferently. Several soldiers of the Xia family army looked at him from time to time, wondering what he was thinking.

Really, this man's complexion is too outstanding, such thoughtful eyes are deep and eye-catching...

Xia Zhaoyi was standing in front of the court case with his back facing the gate of the court, looking down at a booklet.

Daheng was on her right, with red eyes and a sad expression on his face.

Except for the booklet in Xia Zhaoyi's hand, there are six other books on the public case.

Xia Zhaoyi glanced at ten lines, closed it after reading it, and said in a deep voice: "You were born in a gold shop, and no one survived?"

"Ah."

"The three people that Director Wang sent to get them, were they drowned or wounded by the sword?"

"Wu Zuo hasn't given an answer yet, but there are sword wounds on the corpses." Daheng said.

They all worked under Wang Fengnian, and those three had been with him for a long time, and they had long had feelings for him.

Hearing the news of their deaths, Daheng was really sad.

Suddenly there was a regular knocking sound on the koan.

Da Heng looked over, and saw the girl's slender and smooth fingers rising and falling on the koan.

Except for the thumb, Xia Zhaoyi doesn't have the habit of keeping long nails. Now, the pads of the index finger, middle finger and ring finger tap the table back and forth. The sound is very soft and the movements are slow but rhythmic.

Suddenly, she paused with her fingertips and said lightly: "It's not unusual."

"What did Dadong's family find?" Daheng was curious.

Xia Zhaoyi said calmly, "Chuzheng was seriously injured one after another. The first time, Big Brother Kang Jian's shoulder pole hit her hard on the head. The second time, it was me. Now, she never dares to publicize her actions. She will mainly focus on sneak attacks and assassinations, and after killing people and venting her anger, she will leave quickly. These books are evidence, and I don't believe that she will not be interested in these."

Xia Zhaoyi picked up a booklet and looked at the cover: "So, she can't throw the body away."

Daheng was still wondering what she said was unusual, and this sentence shocked Daheng.

"Yes, all three bodies were found in the water!"

"It seems that someone led them to the river, and Chuzheng came out to kill people again," Xia Zhaoyi said, "and not at the same time, but in stages. No matter how crazy Chuzheng was, she would not dare to kill them if she was seriously injured." I am confident that I can fight against three spies with one. And this person who led them to the riverside..."

Xia Zhaoyi didn't continue talking, and the fingers that stopped tapped slowly again.

"When we are on a mission, we will never leave easily," Daheng said, "unless..."

He didn't go on, thinking about several situations in his mind.

"What did the neighbors say?" Xia Zhaoyi asked, "Did they hear anything? Did they wake up?"

Daheng shook his head: "It is said that they discovered it in the morning, and they immediately reported the crime after they discovered it. At that time, Director Wang was still interrogating."

"First of all, rule out Chuzheng going to battle in person," Xia Zhaoyi said, "She is arrogant and will not pretend to be weak."

"Yes! It's the weak!" Daheng Yilin said, "Unless the weak come to me, claiming that it is difficult to seek help, and it is not far away, it is nearby, and it is not difficult for me, then maybe I will Go ahead."

"It was confirmed at the scene that there were only three corpses?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.

"Ah."

"According to what Shu Xiaoqing said, she is the only acquaintance of Chuzheng in Hengxiang, so that 'weak' is either dead or... dying."

There is only a small chance that Chuzheng will let him go.

"Da Dong, what should my subordinates do now?" Da Heng asked.

Xia Zhaoyi pondered for a while, and said: "Let Wu Zuo judge the time of the three of them's deaths first, and then inquire according to this time frame. Recently, Hengxiang is not peaceful, there are people with insomnia everywhere, and no one saw what happened in the dark place by the river. What, but people walking on the street may not be bumped into by others."

"Yes, we have a lot of people, even if we cast the net everywhere, we have to ask the truth! This subordinate will go now!" Daheng said.

(End of this chapter)