I'm brushing proficiency in the realm of comprehension

Chapter 78 Run

Zhou You pressed it forcibly, wanting to meet the thoughts of this legendary widow, and said:
"If you go directly to interrogate these matters, he will definitely not talk about them. I will ask Fan Siguan how to deal with them later."

On these three paper slips, nearly thirty cases, large and small, were recorded.

The incidents suffered by these low-level female cultivators, or mortals, are really too bad.

If it is really confirmed, there is no need to say anything else, just chop it with a knife, and even jail time can be saved.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, monks harassing mortals is a felony, and [-] fucking times a month...

Simply a beast!
Zhou You was not in the mood, so he continued to look at the account book, stood up and said, "Go and search this guy's storage bag, go to the place where he lives and look for it again, steal so many clothes, it is impossible to burn them For play."

"I'll do it now!" Yao Zong said, then turned and left the room.

Zhou You grabbed three pages of paper and walked through the front hall to the backyard.

"Brother Fan!"

It was still in the pavilion with the lamp lit.

Siguan Fan still read the same book, like an unnamed book that would never end. Hearing the shout, he almost vomited blood, "Why did this kid come back just after he left..."

With a helpless expression, he closed the book in his hand, put it on his waist, opened two wooden doors, and flew down from the small balcony on the second floor again.

"Didn't we just finish fighting?" Fan Siguan looked at Zhou You in front of him, rubbing his forehead and said.

"It's not about that, we arrested someone last night..." Zhou You quickly waved his hand, and told about the man named Zhang San, and at the same time passed the paper in his hand.

Fan Siguan looked at the various vicious incidents on the paper, and felt a little angry in his heart.

"When you reach the alchemy level, there are indeed some spells. It's no problem to deal with some little monks and induce them to tell the truth."

"Brother Fan, let's do it!" Zhou You felt that he really couldn't let this three go.

"I won't." Siguan Fan stuffed the paper back into Zhou You's hand.

Zhou You: ...

"Ahem, I've only been promoted to form pills for a few years, so where would I study spells when I have free time..."

Siguan Fan coughed twice, then patted Zhou You's shoulder with a dazed face, and said, "Brother Zhou, don't worry too much. If Zhang San really did these things, let me cut him off with my own hands."

After he finished speaking, he flew back to the small pavilion, closed the wooden door, and read a book...

……

Zhou You held the undecided charges in his hands, and when he returned to the front hall, he was still a little dazed.

Is my own officer a bit too salty...

There is such a convenient spell, you are in the office at the gate of the yamen, and you don't want to practice it!
……

Next to the martial arts arena of Xuntiansi Yamen, there is a metal door nearly two meters wide, and the two thick door panels are connected with chains and embedded in the ground.

This is the entrance to the underground prison.

Go down the stone steps and walk for about 30 meters, and you will see a straight corridor.

There are specially-made cages on both sides, and the monks who have committed crimes are detained in them.

It’s hard to say in other countries, but the crime rate in the Great Zhou Dynasty was indeed very low, and there were no more than 30 people in these cells.

There were still two groups of monks that time, and they were all arrested for fighting in the street.

At this time, there are only about ten people living here all year round, and the occupancy rate is really pitifully low.

Yao Zong imprisoned Zhang San in the deepest prison, and there was not even a living creature around.

Outside the prison, the spiritual lamps inlaid in the corridor were flickering even more. I don't know what kind of illness he had, and the environment was very gloomy and dark.

Yao Dadan and the two captains stood in front of Zhang San, sizing him up constantly.

"Old Feng, you said this guy, the storage bag is so clean, and I didn't find anything at home, how can I deal with Mr. Zhou?" Yao Zong stared at Zhang San, who was squatting in the corner with thinning hair, and turned around. After turning his head, he asked Feng Mu.

"Have you ever thought that maybe he didn't do these things?" Feng Mu asked helplessly.

"The women on that list are more or less related to this guy." Yao Zong stretched out his hands and stroked his shiny bald head.

Master Zhou told himself that he would become smarter if he played his head more often, but he didn't know why...

"I, I don't know those women at all!" Zhang San sat in the corner, found a gap between the words of several people, and shouted out his grievances.

The suspect's words were of course not to be listened to. Standing beside Yao Zong, another captain surnamed Li asked, "Shall we find someone to identify him?"

"I'll ask Master Zhou again." Although Yao Zong has a reckless personality, he is not a fool, and he still needs to ask for instructions on things like identifying the victim.

This kind of case, after all, is different from the petty theft, so you have to think carefully about it.

……

"Recognize someone?" Zhou You looked at Yao Zong and felt that this matter was a bit difficult.

Except for some female cultivators whose clothes were stolen, everyone else was drugged and dazed, what can I ask?

"I think there is a good candidate..." Yao Zong said thoughtfully, rubbing his smooth chin.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou You also unconsciously looked at the strange existence on the list on the last page...

"If you're looking for someone, remember not to let the neighbors around you know about it. It's always bad to spread the word." Zhou You exhorted.

Yao Zong nodded, left the Xuntian Division, and went straight to North Street.

The prosperity of North Street is a little lower than that of the other three streets, but it has the largest stock of mortals, with a ratio of more than [-] to [-]%.

Yao Dadan put away the huge ax that he usually carried on his shoulders, and he lost his usual arrogant appearance.

After turning around two small alleys, he saw that there was no one around, so he knocked on a courtyard door.

"Here, who is it?" A soft voice sounded in the courtyard.

"It's from the Sky Survey Division." Yao Zong replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, a little woman directly opened the courtyard door.

"My lord!" The woman looked to be about 30 years old, she was very pretty, with a charming figure, and the proportion of her chest, waist and hips was just right.

The simple word 'run' is already hard to describe her.

The already fair skin was slightly powdered, adding a bit of charm to it.

The thin white silk pajamas made her look a little weak.

At this moment, she looked at the man in front of him who looked like an iron tower, his voice was gentle, and there were circles of waves in his eyes.

Yao Zong stood where he was, stunned.

What am I here for...

(End of this chapter)