Erosion of bones and pets, forensic mad concubine

Chapter 982 Rong Ling's cold voice sounded, damn it!

Chapter 983 Rong Ling's cold voice sounded, damn it!

In the next quarter of an hour, every other cell encountered a similar scene.

Fu Ziyao, who was pinching the slender waist of a famous brothel actor, continued. The woman in his arms was biting a handkerchief in her mouth due to the lack of sound insulation between the cells.

But the woman's eyes can see, just in time, she saw the direction of the prison door.

The cell door was suddenly opened, there was not much movement, but it was not small.

When the woman saw that there were many people outside the door, all of them looked bad. She was startled and became nervous.

She was so nervous that Fu Ziyao cursed, "Bitch!"

The woman patted Fu Ziyao on the shoulder and called out, "Fourth Young Master, Fourth Young Master..."

Fu Ziyao finally came to his senses this time, and when he looked back, he was startled.

While pulling his clothes in a panic, his face was covered with bruises, obviously he was really scared out of his psychological shadow.

As for Liu Wei, Rong Leng had already covered her eyes, and the man's low voice rang in her ears: "Don't look."

Liu Wei said directly: "I have seen quite a few."

The actions and words of the two successfully made several pairs of eyes look strange. Among them, Liu Sui was the hottest, followed by Yang Min...

Sima Xi watched secretly.

Ji Xiaqiu smiled helplessly.

Liu Wei was a little embarrassed when she heard her mother's laughter, and added: "However, they are all dead."

Liu Sui: "..."

Yang Ming: "..."

Sima Xi: "..."

Almost forgot, this Liu Sizuo was born as a patriarch, and the autopsy has been carried out for several years.

Fu Ziyao is not too much here, probably the prison is really too boring, and there are not a few people who enjoy this kind of fun. In another cell, there are two rich men and a cute and pitiful young man , the two tossed until the young man was out of breath and shouted for help.

The appearance of Liu Wei obviously scared them too.

The two sons rolled off the bed directly, and Liu Wei's eyes were blocked again. She wanted to protest, but she heard Rong Ling's cold voice: "Damn it!"

When the two young masters heard this, their faces turned completely pale.

With a dark face, Rong Leng turned around and left with Liu Wei.

Naturally, a group of rich men followed behind their buttocks, and they came to the last room.

Fu Zihan's cell.

The cell door opened, and it was quiet inside, except for a silent silhouette on the bed.

Liu Wei stood for a while, then heard Sima Xi say, "Seventh Young Master, the Third Prince is here."

Fu Zihan didn't move, he was still lying there.

Sima Xi stepped forward, walked in and called him.

As soon as his hand touched the opponent's back, the person on the bed suddenly jumped up, grabbed it, and directly grabbed Sima Xi's neck.

Under the throat lock, Sima Xi's breathing was stagnant, and Fu Zihan quickly saw who was coming, he was stunned for a moment, and then glanced at the other people outside the door.

Then, he stood up, picked his ears with his hands, removed the cotton stuffed in both ears, threw them on the ground, and stood there silently.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere was awkward for a while. Fu Zihan didn't intend to salute, and Liu Wei didn't care about his courtesy, so he turned around and walked out.

Fu Zihan was conscious and followed behind.

The cells were all empty, the girls from the brothel and the boys from the Chu Pavilion were all sent away, and the group went back to the interrogation room.

In the interrogation room, the prisoner is being interrogated.

There were two thieves who were caught after stealing gold and silver. Instead of being imprisoned, they were taken directly to the interrogation room, put on the rack, and were being tortured.

And those who interrogated them were none other than Fu Ziyong, Fu Zilan, and two other young masters who came to join in the fun.

The two thieves had been beaten to pieces, and they desperately said, never dare again!Never dare again!

They probably didn't expect that they would receive such a severe punishment for just stealing and not hurting anyone's finger.

Fu Zilan was sitting on the side drinking tea, while the other two young masters were discussing: "How is this tiger stool used? I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it before. Why don't I show it to them?"

Another said: "I want to see the pinching, isn't it stealing something? Pinching the fingers, see if they dare?"

The two thieves seized the opportunity and said: "Don't dare! The little one won't dare again! The little one is not human, and the little one is guilty! I beg the adults to spare your lives, the little one kowtows and burns incense for you!"

Fu Ziyong was punching sandbags at the side. He hurt his face last time, and now he still has scars on his face, but Fu Ziyan went to Liu Wei to get the medicine, and his life was saved. Now I heard him say: "This Curse us to die?"

When the two young masters heard this, they lost their temper: "Pinch your fingers, use the tiger stool! See if he doesn't dare to talk nonsense!"

The thief was about to cry; "The little one has never studied, and the little slip of the tongue, my lord, please forgive me! Please forgive me!"

No one spared them, so Fu Zilan gave an order: "What are you doing in a daze, you didn't listen to what Mr. Li and Mr. Yuan said? Use the things!"

He gave the order to the guards on both sides, but after he finished speaking, the guards did not move.

Fu Zilan was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously wanting to speak out again, when he looked back, the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang".

Mr. Li and Mr. Yuan were so frightened that the three souls disappeared and the seven souls disappeared. They stood up tremblingly, and looked at the third prince and the large group of companions standing behind the master of Beijing. Kneeling down on the ground, he shouted repeatedly: "See you, see you, I have met the third prince, the prince Wanfu Jin'an..."

Liu Wei sneered, her voice was neither loud nor soft, but the tone was so cold that people shivered: "This time, it's all done?"

After a cup of tea, the two thieves were untied and untied. The racks that tied them up just now are now tied to Mr. Li and Mr. Yuan, while Fu Zilan was put on the tiger stool, and Fu Ziyong She was tied into a ball and pressed to the ground, with two sets of splints placed on her hands.

Ji Xiaqiu was invited to the place where Fu Zilan sat just now.

Rong Leng and Liu Wei sat in the other two seats, looking at the people standing in front of them, Fu Ziyong with a rebellious face, and Fu Zihan with a cold face.

Liu Wei said: "What crime should I convict you first? Messing in the prison? Contempt of the king's law? Abuse of lynching? It seems that neither of them is a misdemeanor." After a pause, she lazily touched her chin, and then Sighing: "Forget it, come one by one, then you four first."

Liu Wei looked at Mr. Li, who was about to piss his pants: "Fingers and tiger stools are nothing, but whipping is the best way to use it. Take a 'barb' and 'salt water' whip on people. Hit, hit a blood mark, the blood is slipped by the salt water, the pain is so painful that you can't survive, since Mr. Li is a curious person, why don't you try it yourself, so you can taste it and taste it Thoroughly."

After saying that, Liu Wei's eyes have already looked at the leather whip on the shelf on the right.

(End of this chapter)