Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

The recording in the gramophone played to its end, bit by bit.

Liu Xun was now completely dumbfounded!

He had calculated everything, but he never imagined that he would personally record all his own crimes.

Liu Xun looked at Fang Zheng with horror, his lips moving: "Sorcery... this is sorcery..."

Fang Zheng sneered: "Sorcery? Heh, the times have changed, Lord Liu. This is the victory of science!"

"Fang Zheng, I CNM! You set me up!!" Liu Xun's eyes were bloodshot, and he, who had been weak, seemed to have a sudden burst of energy. He propped up his upper body and lunged at Fang Zheng with all his might.

However, he was old after all, and his physical strength was insufficient.

He only managed to lunge out of the bed before falling to the ground, raging in impotent fury.

Fang Zheng sat on the stool, watching him quietly: "Such a great crime, it would not be an exaggeration to execute your entire clan."

"However, I believe in one thing: the guilt does not extend to family. If you honestly cooperate with my questioning, I am willing to give your family a chance of survival."

Liu Xun, covered in cold sweat, lay back on the bed, his face pale, and kept silent with his head down.

Fang Zheng said to himself: "Killing you first is also to preserve the chance of survival for your family. His Majesty may lighten the sentence. If I present these pieces of evidence to His Majesty... then no one will be able to escape."

"What have you decided?"

Liu Xun gasped: "Fang Zheng, you are so vicious... well... you have a way."

"What do you want to ask? Speak!"

Seeing him yield, Fang Zheng straightened up and sat towards him, saying seriously: "Okay, then I will ask."

"According to what you said in Yongqing Tower, you colluded with merchants and sold nearly 30,000 shi of grain, but according to the current market price, it is at most around 100,000 taels."

"Of course, now the grain price is at its highest point. Even if you sold the 30,000 shi early, let's say you made a total profit of 80,000 taels."

"You gave me 50,000 taels of silver right away. Doesn't it cost money to account for other costs and bribes?"

"Are you, Lord Liu, doing good deeds for the people below?"

"So... I want to know, how much of the people's hard-earned money have you embezzled? Also, are there any other people behind you?"

Liu Xun was stunned when he heard this, then suddenly raised his head and smiled miserably at Fang Zheng: "Heh, you are amazing. I can't beat you."

"I can tell you... but you have to turn around. I don't want to see your face!"

Fang Zheng shook his head helplessly.

To prevent Liu Xun from attacking, he got up and walked to the door, turning his back to him and saying: "Speak."

"............"

"Uh... *poof*..."

After waiting for about ten seconds, Fang Zheng suddenly heard a strange noise behind him and quickly turned around.

The scene before him stunned him!

He saw Liu Xun biting off half of his tongue, with blood gurgling from his mouth.

Half of his bloody tongue landed on the quilt.

Liu Xun clenched his teeth so tightly that he didn't make a sound. Facing Fang Zheng, his eyes were filled with resentment, but he grinned with a mouthful of blood.

This scene immediately made Fang Zheng furious. He immediately kicked open the door and shouted urgently: "Doctor! Doctor! Quickly get in here, you bastard!"

Many people on the boat heard Fang Zheng's call and ran in with the doctor.

As soon as they entered the room, they were shocked by the scene!

Fang Zheng rushed to Liu Xun's bed in one stride before the doctor could.

He controlled his arms and pressed his whole body against the edge of the bed.

The blood loss from such a large area of the tongue should not be fatal in the short term. The greatest possibility of death is suffocation from choking on blood.

Fang Zheng could only maintain this posture to prevent blood from flowing back as much as possible.

Seeing the doctor arrive, Fang Zheng immediately shouted: "Quick! This guy bit his tongue off to kill himself! Quickly find something to stop the bleeding!"

Liu Xun had his legs broken and was bumped around on the stairs.

Even if he doesn't choke to death, this old body will die from blood loss after a long time.

The doctor trembled all over. He had never seen such a scene!

He had never seen such a ruthless person biting off his tongue to kill himself in his life......

Seeing him still standing there, Fang Zheng roared: "What the hell are you doing!? Hurry up and save him!!"

The doctor knelt on the ground with a *plop*, crying: "Sir! It can't be stopped! It definitely can't be stopped. The tongue has been bitten off. There's no way to cure it... He's doomed..."

Damn it! This useless thing!

Fang Zheng was sweating profusely. What was Liu Xun thinking? What kind of person was behind him that he was hiding so much? He just asked a casual question and he committed suicide?

Fang Zheng was still trying to hold Liu Xun down.

Xie Xian and others came up to help, while advising: "Sir... this person is probably not going to make it. Why don't we just leave it at that."

Fang Zheng began to sweat slightly on his forehead, his mind constantly thinking of solutions.

He kept shouting: "Liu Xun! There is no hurdle in life that cannot be overcome. Frustrations will come, but they will also pass. If you fall, get back up. Don't give up hope of living. Hang in there!!"

When Liu Xun heard Fang Zheng speak, his eyes widened and he struggled even more violently.

"Zhang Biao!! Get me a piece of hot charcoal! Burn his tongue for me!"

Zhang Biao immediately turned and went out upon hearing this.

Hearing that Fang Zheng was going to burn his tongue, Liu Xun felt terrified despite the pain, wishing he could curse loudly, but could only make a *heh heh heh* sound.

The doctor at the bedside felt a wetness in his lower body when he looked at Fang Zheng......

He had seen living Bodhisattvas.... Today, he actually saw a living King of Hell!!

Before long, Zhang Biao came in with a piece of red-hot charcoal held by long-handled iron tongs.

Usually, everyone on the boat would drink tea, always using a small charcoal stove to boil water.

At this time, the charcoal was just taken out of the stove.

Zhang Biao strode to the bed, pinched open Liu Xun's mouth with his left hand, and nailed his head to the bed.

The red-hot charcoal in his right hand was quickly and accurately stabbed onto Liu Xun's severed tongue.

With a *sizzle*, white smoke rose from Liu Xun's mouth, and the aroma of grilled meat filled the air.

The blood stopped immediately.

Everyone in the room almost vomited.

Liu Xun struggled frantically, but his limbs were firmly held down.

Fang Zheng couldn't help but turn his head away. Although he had killed people, he didn't have a habit of torturing people.

This scene really made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

Almost everyone in the room, except Zhang Biao, turned their heads away, unable to bear to see this cruel scene.

When the charcoal was taken out of Liu Xun's mouth, the blood had stopped, but he had fainted from the pain.

Everyone quickly released Liu Xun and hurriedly put him on the bed.

"Doctor, quickly take a look at him and don't let him die...." Fang Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The doctor wanted to cry but had no tears.

Playing like this, even a healthy person would probably not survive, right?

However, surrounded by a group of strong men, he didn't dare to say much, and could only whisper: "I will do my best."

Looking at Liu Xun, who had fallen into a coma, Fang Zheng frowned tightly.

What kind of stimulus did this dog receive? What kind of unspeakable secret is behind him?