Teacher is too tough

There was no case table in this interrogation room, only a few chairs. Zuo Fengchun sat on one of the chairs, and the other three stood aside.

Naturally, there is no light deep in the ground. Five braziers are lit in the room, four of which are placed in the corners and one in the middle. Although it is summer at this time, the ground here does not feel stuffy, and even a little cold.

Before the prisoner arrived, Section Chief Qian had already made preparations. He picked up two soldering irons and threw them into the brazier to burn. He didn't know if he really wanted to use them on the Sizheng lord, or to scare people.

Not long after, the door of the room was pushed open, and Lu Xuanlin walked in under the escort of two township officers.

The criminals were brought, and the two officers of the Zhenwu Division exited the interrogation room and closed the door. It seemed that the interrogation was quite confidential and not many people participated.

Lu Xuanlin is in his forties, with a medium build, a little fat, his hair is a little messy, but it is still neat, and his mustache is still in shape.

He has been in prison for a long time. Judging from these details, it is obvious that he did not suffer much in the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.

This is a kind of unspoken thing. If you are an official in the same dynasty, you might offend Tianyan and go to prison at any time. However, not only will it arouse the anger of the public, but also the way of reincarnation is good, who can guarantee that one day they will not become prisoners?

Lu Xuanlin didn't have the awareness of being a criminal, his waist was still straight, his face was calm, and he didn't even glance at the wall full of torture instruments.

Even an inexperienced child like Li Qingshi can see that today's interrogation may not go well, this guy looks like a tough guy.

Zuo Fengchun said with a blank face, "Let me introduce, I am the chief of the Eighth Division of Zhenwu Division, Zuo Fengchun."

Lu Xuanlin didn't even look at him, there was a sneer on his face, but he stopped it in a flash.

Although he is a sixth-rank official, he is the head of Dali Temple. He used to judge others, but now even if the world is turned upside down, he still has his own backbone.

Zuo Fengchun remained expressionless, and said lightly, "Kneel down."

Lu Xuanlin didn't put away his sneer this time, and said: "The people in Zhenwusi are really vulgar, don't they know my law of benevolence, that lower officials don't need to bow down when they see superiors? Besides, your rank may not be higher than mine."

It is true that lower officials don't need to kneel down to worship their superiors, in the Daren Dynasty, even if the seventh rank officials meet with their chief assistants, they only need to bow their hands in salute.

But the last sentence that questioned Zuo Fengchun's grades was not as high as his, it was just opening his eyes and pretending to be stupid.

Because the division chief in Zhenwu Division has the lowest rank of fifth rank.

The grade division of the Zhenwu Division is completely different from other yamen. It does not mean that the higher the grade, the greater the power. In the Zhenwu Division, the grade is only a standard used to distinguish the amount of salary.

The highest rank is naturally the chief, who is the first rank, the two deputy directors below are the second rank, and the division chiefs below are from the fifth rank to the third rank. The higher the rank, the more the salary. powers are the same.

The lowest level of officers, from no rank to sixth rank, is only the difference in salary. The sixth rank officers also have to do the dirtiest and most tiring work.

Grades are useless inside the Zhenwu Division, and it is even more difficult to speak in other yamen.

But this point is also the same in other yamen, such as the fifth-rank officials in the official department who may not be able to be commanded by the minister of the Ministry of punishment.

Zuo Fengchun said again: "Kneel down."

Lu Xuanlin's sneer deepened, as if he felt that talking to such an unreasonable and vulgar person was a waste of time, so he raised his head slightly and stopped talking.

Zuo Fengchun raised his eyebrows lightly, and then Section Chief Qian moved, went up and kicked Mrs. Lu viciously on the knee, and cursed: "What the hell are you a scholar, nothing... nothing... You don’t understand the truth without saying good things three times? What the hell are you going to see your superiors? Are you still an official? You are now a criminal who violated the laws of the country!”

Lu Xuanlin fell to his knees in pain, his legs trembling due to the pain, but he was a little stiff, and he struggled to stand up, but Section Chief Qian put a big hand on his shoulder.

Zuo Fengchun leaned forward, stared into his eyes and said, "Who ordered you in the human trafficking case?"

Lu Xuanlin said: "No one instigated, it was Lu who planned the painting!"

Zuo Fengchun still stared at him and said, "Xiang Jue has already recruited. Although he doesn't know who is behind the scenes, he knows that there are people above you."

Xiang Jue was the Qiankun Realm master that Li Qingshi had fascinated in Chunshen City, and he had been imprisoned in Zhenwusi Prison, Lu Xuanlin knew this.

His eyes froze for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He didn't speak, but sneered very disdainfully.

Zuo Fengchun's words are of course deceiving him. They are all in one-way contact. It is impossible for Xiang Jue to know that there is someone up there. He was so stunned that it was extremely difficult to detect at that moment. There are others, but they just reacted quickly and covered up their own flaws.

It's a pity that although he reacted quickly, Zuo Fengchun had already seen the clue.

The Chief Chief breathed a sigh of relief, since there was really something hidden, it would be easy to deal with, otherwise, under heavy punishment, who would confess to someone, even they wouldn't be able to guarantee whether it was torture or not.

He said to Qian Zhengsong: "It has been confirmed that he is lying, so feel free to do it boldly, and you will definitely be able to get something out of his mouth."

Section Chief Qian nodded, stretched out two fingers to pinch the soft flesh between Master Lu's ribs.

Lu Xuanlin's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth and didn't even hum.

Section Chief Qian said: "It's interesting." He stretched out two fingers to pinch the inside of his thigh.

Lu Xuanlin still gritted his teeth stiffly.

Section Chief Qian had previously told Li Qingshi that he could make this guy want to die with just his hands, but at this moment his face was a little uneasy, and he began to use heavy hands to concoct it.

Lu Xuanlin finally let out a scream, but it was just a scream, without saying a word.

Section Chief Qian exhausted all means, but still failed to achieve an inch.

This time I couldn't hold back anymore, and was about to cheer up and start all over again, when Li Qingshi walked over and said, "How about...let me try?"

He took off Lu Xuanlin's boots, took out two silver needles from his bosom, and stuck them on the soles of his feet.

After a while, Lu Xuanlin only felt tens of thousands of ants crawling in his heart, and he really experienced what it means to be itchy.

After a while, there seemed to be thousands of ants gnawing on my heart, and I couldn't breathe for a while because of the heartache.

Zhao Xinglin saw the trick, and thought that it was too bad for this kid to torture people in this way.

Not long after, Lu Xuanlin suddenly burst out laughing, Qian Zhengsong blinked, and said to Li Qingshi: "You won't drive people crazy, will you?"

Li Qingshi said firmly: "Impossible, even if you are crazy, you are pretending to be crazy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xuanlin stopped laughing. He was trembling with discomfort, looked around the four people in the room, and said proudly: "I, Lu Xuanlin, am a strong scholar and disciple of a sage! How can I allow you to be humiliated by rude people?" ?! Want to ask something from Lu Mou’s mouth, daydreaming! Even if you follow Lu Mou to the underworld, don’t even think about asking half a word!”

After finishing speaking, he showed a very contemptuous mocking smile.

Zhao Xinglin shouted: "No, he has poison in his mouth!"

Qian Zhengsong reacted very quickly and quickly squeezed his mouth open, but it was too late, Lu Xuanlin had already swallowed the poison before he could speak.

Zhao Xinglin squatted down, felt his pulse, rolled his eyelids, and felt the carotid artery, all busy.

Li Qingshi was on the other side, feeling his pulse, rolling his eyelids, feeling his heartbeat, and was also busy.

Zhao Xinglin frowned and said, "Don't follow and make trouble, stand far away!"

Li Qingshi ignored it, and took out the needle bag from his arms.

After Zhao Xinglin checked it, he took a deep breath, shook his head to Zuo Fengchun and said, "No, what he took is extremely strong poison, and there is no medicine to cure it."

Pointing to Qian Zhengsong and Li Qingshi, he said, "It's all because of their heavy methods. Otherwise, when he took the poison, I would have seen the clues on his face immediately."

Immediately afterwards, he shook his head again: "Hey, that's useless, this poison is too ruthless, once you take it, it will be impossible to save the gods, unless you find it in advance, you can stop it."

Zuo Fengchun frowned, Master Sichang gave up a second-rank official in exchange for this Dali Temple official, but he died without asking anything, how to explain?

Qian Zhengsong also knew the seriousness of the situation, and stood beside the director with a pale face, like a child who had made a mistake, but could he be blamed? Who would have thought that a court official would hide poison in his mouth like the dead man ?
Their Martial Arts Division really lacks experience in this area. In the past, they dealt with ruthless people who were banned by force, and they didn't involve these messy things behind the scenes. How could they think of guarding against such methods in advance?
The three of them looked more dignified than the other, and none of them noticed that Li Qingshi was still busy with Mr. Lu.

After an unknown amount of time, a very slight groan of pain suddenly sounded in the silent interrogation room.

The three of them turned their heads in unison, followed the prestige, and saw that Dali Sizheng who had died quietly opened his eyes.

Lu Xuanlin slowly regained his sanity, his gaze blankly passed over the faces of the four people in front of him, and then...

Even more at a loss.

???

Didn't he already take poison? What's going on? (end of this chapter)