Lady Wan Guan

Zheng Guan brought all the killers back to Dali Temple.

Gao Shi completed his mission and returned. Gu Zhouting asked Gao Shi to bring a message to Ji Yunchen, be careful lately.

Gu Zhouting and Jiang Wanning were sitting in the carriage.

"How do you know tonight is a game?" Gu Zhou stopped smiling and looked at Jiang Wan Ning slightly.

Jiang Wan Ning curled her lips: "You have thought of it, how can I not think of it?"

Gu Zhouting lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "With you here, I feel that my brain will deteriorate sooner or later."

"Oh, then I leave?"

"No, I can't ask for it. Otherwise, from now on, you can be outside the house, but I can also be inside the house."

Jiang Wan Ning glared at him: "Keep your word."

"You keep your word." Gu Zhouting smiled fondly.

Jiang Wanning didn't believe his lies. If she agreed, Aunt Gu wouldn't agree, so she couldn't blame her to death.

Jiang Wanning opened the car curtain and said in surprise: "This is not the way back to Dali Temple."

"Well, enter the palace."

Jiang Wan Ning reacted: "Are you going to check the warehouse of the Imperial Guard Camp?"

"Yes, first of all, check the warehouse of the Imperial Guard Camp. If there are no shortage of crossbows, then these thirteen crossbows are from the Beida Camp. Secondly, we have to ask Commander Zhang of the Imperial Guard Camp to identify them."

"Is it appropriate for me to go?"

"You'd better not show up and wait for me in the carriage."

Soon after arriving at the Imperial Guard Camp, Commander Zhang heard that Wang Xin had been caught and that there were fifteen people who wanted to assassinate Mr. Gu, thirteen of whom were equipped with crossbows, so he hurriedly asked people to open the warehouse.

In the warehouse, there are two hundred bows and crossbows.

Gu Zhou stopped and became convinced.

Sure enough, the problem lies in Beidaying.

He knew very well that the person who wanted to assassinate him most was Sun Guifei. After all, he found out about Taoyuan Village, which led to Yu Xiufang's suicide. Yu Xiufang was like a mother to Sun Guifei.

Now that Beidaying is involved, it further proves that the relationship between Sun Guifei and Qin Bochong is unusual.

Commander Zhang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the bows and crossbows were all there, otherwise he wouldn't be able to explain clearly.

It's just that something happened to Wang Xin, and the crime of oversight is still unavoidable.

"Sir Gu, I will go with you to Dali Temple. If something goes wrong with one of my subordinates, I cannot escape the blame. I can only cooperate with you fully."

Gu Zhou stopped and said: "I know that this matter has nothing to do with Commander Zhang. If the emperor asks about it, I will explain it to Commander Zhang."

Commander Zhang was extremely grateful.

I immediately went to Dali Temple.

Gu Zhou stopped and returned to the carriage: "I figured it out, the problem lies with Beida Camp."

Jiang Wan Ning was not surprised at all: "Let's see how Qin Bochong explains it."

"If he wants to shirk the blame, he can find a scapegoat to fool him. The worst he can do is bear the crime of negligence. It won't hurt."

"That's not necessarily the case. Let Ji Yunchen go make trouble. Why did Ji Yunchen get kicked out when the Beida camp was on fire? Because of Qin Bochong's negligence, a fourth-rank court official was assassinated, and you, the minister of Dali Temple, almost died. , the problem is more serious.”

Gu Zhouting couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch her head: "When the emperor masturbated Ji Yunchen, it was just to make Ji Yunchen free to set up the Huben Camp. It's different."

Jiang Wanning disagreed: "The purpose is different, but the principle is the same. When there is a precedent, there is a rhetoric."

Gu Zhouting smiled and nodded: "What you said makes sense."

Gu Zhouting sent Jiang Wanning home and then returned to Dali Temple.

Commander Zhang has already completed the identification. Except for Wang Xin, everyone else is not from the Imperial Guard Camp.

Gu Zhou stopped and thanked him, and asked Xing Feng to send Commander Zhang to interrogate Wang Xin himself.

"Tell me, how did you assassinate Lord Huang, and why did you assassinate Lord Huang?"

Wang Xin made up his mind not to speak.

Play dumb. "Wang Xin, your Wang family can be considered a big family. There are 139 people in the five services. Your crime has implicated the five clans. Don't you care about the lives of your clan members?"

Wang Xin's expression moved slightly.

"What evidence do you have to prove that I killed Mr. Huang?"

"I was at my second uncle's house that night when Mr. Huang died, and when I went into the city before dawn, Li Zheng from Xiawang Village was walking with several villagers. They can all testify for me."

Gu Zhou paused for a moment. Indeed, Wang Xin had proof of alibi. Therefore, the handyman said he had seen Wang Xin appear outside the flower wall, perhaps to lure him there for the assassination.

There was another person who assassinated Mr. Huang.

"Well, let me ask you why you want to assassinate me tonight."

Wang Xin said: "I didn't intend to assassinate you. We were gathering there and saw a group of officers and soldiers coming outside. I didn't know what you were going to do, so I was just on guard. If I wanted to assassinate you, wouldn't I have done it earlier?"

Wang Xin's ability to quibble is very good.

Gu Zhouting smiled coldly: "Just because you don't say anything, it doesn't mean that the remaining fourteen people won't speak up. I gave you Wang Xin the opportunity, but you didn't want it."

Do you think you can get away with being so messy? Whimsical.

Gu Zhou ordered people to take Wang Xin down and asked the people from the torture department to step up interrogation of other killers.

However, after struggling all night, I couldn't find any useful information.

They are all tough.

Jiang Wanning came to Dali Temple early in the morning and did not see Gu Zhouding. Zheng Guan said that Mr. Gu left the city before dawn and went to Beidaying.

Jiang Wanning looked at Zheng Guan with a pair of black eyes, obviously he had stayed up all night.

"Has the prisoner confessed?"

"No, all of them are tough talkers and won't do anything. They have already been tortured. They can endure it too well." Zheng Guan was a little discouraged.

"The killers have gone through brutal training, so it's not easy to pry open their mouths." Jiang Wanning said.

As he said this, he thought: "Can I try it?"

Zheng Guan hesitated for a moment. According to the rules, Madam Jiang was not from Dali Temple and could not participate in the torture.

"I'll go in pretending to be your subordinate, and it's your fault if you find out."

Zheng Guan laughed: "Ms. Jiang, I don't care about any credit. It would be best if Mrs. Jiang can really pry their mouths open, but you must not kill them."

Jiang Wan Ning smiled and said: "Don't worry, in my hands, it will not be easy for them to die. Don't forget that I am a doctor."

So, Zheng Guan took Jiang Wan Ning to the cell.

Jiang Wan Ning felt confident when she entered: "Who can endure it the best?"

"Number seven."

"No. 7?"

Zheng Guan said: "Except for Wang Xin, we don't even know their names. We can only give them numbers."

Jiang Wan Ning was speechless, this was so miserable.

"Then bring No. 7."

No. 7 was quickly taken to the interrogation room.

Jiang Wanning took out small porcelain bottles and placed them on the table.

Zheng Guan was dumbfounded. Lady Jiang's clothes were like a treasure chest, so capable of holding them.

Jiang Wan Ning pointed to the first bottle on the left with a smile.

"This contains a drug that can keep people awake and is extremely sensitive to pain. That is to say, if a whip is slapped on you, the pain will increase several times, but if you bear it soberly, you will feel like passing out. I can’t do it. Do you want to try?”

"Or you like this." Jiang Wanning pointed to the second medicine bottle: "This is filled with ecstasy. After taking this medicine, you will become very excited, very excited and have nowhere to vent. , your meridians will feel like they are being pricked by countless needles and gnawed by countless insects, do you want to try it?"

The bright smile and gentle tone seemed to be introducing delicious food to No. 7.

No. 7's face turned livid.

He had already heard that the white-faced scholar in front of him was the one who had shaken them up last night.