The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 80 Can trial be intimidated?

"It's a pity, it's a pity. Although your abacus is good, you didn't expect Wang Yuzuo to close the door when the fire was lit, and you happened to have a face-to-face meeting with Zhao Hu. After Wang Yuzuo found out, Zhao Hu panicked and used the half-burned A wooden stick, or a pole carrying two barrels of kerosene, directly knocked Wang Wuzuo unconscious, so there was the aforementioned pounding sound..."

Before Bailihe finished speaking, Zhao Hu's body had already collapsed to the ground.

His eyes trembled slightly, but he couldn't utter a word of rebuttal.

Because, Bailihe said that the score was not bad!

"Zhao Hu, know the law and break the law, but the crime is aggravated. Let me think about what punishment I will receive. Is it Ling Chi or five horses? It seems a bit serious, and it may be skinned or cut in half..."

"Baili, you're wrong. Dali Temple has introduced a new punishment called scorpion punishment. I wonder if Zhao Hu is interested in giving it a try?" Murong Che said coolly.

The death penalty is the punishment of the basin invented by Su Daji. The tortured person is devoured by thousands of worms, and in the end they are gnawed until there are no bones left.

Just hearing the name is enough to make people frightened.

Su Qingran couldn't help laughing.

Originally, I wanted to say that Bai Lihe was not good at scaring people, but I didn't expect Murong Che to be more ruthless.

Can a case be intimidated?

Sure enough, Zhao Hu was so frightened that his face turned pale, and his body trembled uncontrollably on the ground.

"My son, the villain said everything, said everything, all of this was ordered by Mr. Zhou, and the villain just followed orders."

"Zhao Hu, you..." Zhou Zheng suddenly realized that he could speak, and immediately said angrily, "You made such a big mistake yourself, and you dare to pour dirty water on me!"

"Your Majesty, the villain's words are true, and I ask you to learn from me." Zhao Hu kowtowed on the ground.

"Your Majesty, my servant..."

Just as Zhou Zheng wanted to explain something, Murong Che raised his hand to stop him, and commanded sharply, "Go to the lobby, prepare to be promoted, and bring the prisoner—Jingzhao Mansion Yin Zhouzheng!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhou Zheng's body swayed suddenly, and he was immediately held up by two servants of the Dali Temple, "Master Zhou, please."

With the sound of ascending to the hall, the sound of "mighty" came from the lobby of Jingzhao Mansion.

Murong Che sat upright on the high hall, Su Qingran and Bai Lihe stood on both sides.

But the owner of the house was detained under the hall at this time.

Murong Che glanced at Zhou Zheng, didn't question him, and didn't order him to kneel down, but lightly raised his hand, and told Zhu Hao to leave the hall.

Zhou Zheng moved his lips, but couldn't speak.

Murong Che didn't question the crime, he didn't even have a chance to be wronged.

Soon, Zhu Hao returned to the lobby, followed by two yamen servants carrying a corpse covered in a white cloth.

Su Qingran raised her eyes immediately, and when the white cloth was lifted, she was no less shocked than Zhou Zheng when she saw Yingying's rotten corpse.

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, and slowly looked at the man beside him.

Wasn't Yingying's body burned last night? What's going on?

Murong Che noticed her gaze, but ignored it.

Last night, I originally planned to save her and tell her about it, but this woman didn't know what to do, so there was no more.

Seeing that Murong Che ignored her, Su Qingran became furious.

She almost died last night, but he has arranged everything but kept it from her!
Approaching the man, he raised his hand and pulled his clothes, grinding his teeth and said, "My lord, don't you plan to explain something to me?"

Murong Che still ignored him, and ordered Zhu Hao to invite someone outside again.

Unexpectedly, Su Qingran pulled more and more forcefully, and accidentally tore his belt away.

Murong Che pressed her little hand, and said coldly: "If you don't want your hand, just keep pulling."

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