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It was the fifth day when Bai Xing went to Fucheng.

When Fang Xiu was delivering meals in the morning, he received a notification from Masandao.

Ling Shuang, the remnant of the Immortality Cult in the second torture room, will be sent to the market entrance of West Street to be executed at 3:00 noon tomorrow.

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The higher-ups told her to give her something good to eat today and tomorrow so that she could not die early.

So Fang Xiu went to the small kitchen.

It turned out that the decoction to wake up the spirit had been brewed.

There's also a big bowl of white rice, as well as fragrant braised pork and cabbage stewed with tofu.

Fang Xiu packed up the soup, medicine and food, and carried the food box to the second execution room.

Outside the execution room, two guards were standing guard.

Seeing Fang Xiu coming to deliver the meal, he opened the door of the execution room and let him in without asking any questions.

Fang Xiu entered the torture chamber.

The light inside was dim, the air was dirty, and the smell of blood and mold was intertwined.

The thick stone walls all around make it feel depressing.

The ground was covered with a thin layer of ice, apparently left by pouring salt water and chili pepper water on the prisoners' wounds.

Various torture instruments were placed along the wall.

On the wooden frame on the wall facing the door, there is a female prisoner who has been pierced through the bone. She is covered in blood at the moment, her fingers are twisted and deformed, and there are two crossed cross scars on her beautiful face. It looks hideous and terrifying.

Fang Xiu walked over carrying the food box.

There was a crackling sound in the brazier set up nearby, and the charcoal fire was burning brightly, bringing some light and warmth to the dark and damp torture chamber.

However, the red-hot iron in the brazier is intimidating and makes people feel chilly in their hearts.

The environment in the torture chamber was so bad that even rats were unwilling to settle here.

Fang Xiu put down the food box, first took out the refreshing decoction, scooped it up with a wooden spoon, and fed it to the comatose female prisoner one by one.

"Cough cough cough...!"

Not long after, the female prisoner who had taken the refreshing decoction woke up and was choked by the bitter smell of the decoction and coughed violently.

Fang Xiu stopped and waited for the female prisoner to take a breath before continuing to feed her.

"Bah! Dog officer!"

The female prisoner suddenly raised her head and spat the soup in her mouth towards Fang Xiu's face.

Fang Xiu reacted in time and quickly turned sideways, but his sleeves were still stained with soup and blood.

"You think so highly of me. I'm just a lowly official, not really an official."

Fang Xiu frowned slightly.

"You, all the minions of the dog officer, deserve to die!" The female prisoner's voice was hoarse and she glared angrily.

"Are you going to eat? If I don't want to eat, I'll take it away." Fang Xiu said calmly.

"Get out!!" the female prisoner roared.

"..." Fang Xiu saw that she was in such good spirits, so he put away the soup and medicine, and then put the food into the food box.

At this time, when the female prisoner saw the sumptuous meal, her angry eyes returned to clarity, and she suddenly said: "Wait a minute!"

Fang Xiu looked at her, "What?"

"I'll eat! I'm going to go on the road when I'm full, and I'll remember you dog officials tightly, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!" the female prisoner said bitterly.

"..." Fang Xiu said nothing. He took the soup and fed it to the female prisoner again, and then the food.

The female prisoner ate all the soup and food, staring at Fang Xiu with her cold and bloodshot eyes.

Fang Xiu put away the dishes, picked up the food box and left.

...

The next day.

There was heavy snowfall in the sky, the chill was bone-chilling, and there were far fewer pedestrians on the road.

It's approaching noon.

Fang Xiu was preparing to deliver food.

The female prisoner was seen wearing a thin prison uniform, with her head lowered, her hair disheveled, and heavily handcuffed and chained, limping towards the county prison gate under the escort of a police officer.

When the female prisoner passed by Fang Xiu, Fang Xiu lowered his head, looking at his nose with his eyes, and his nose at his heart.

When the female prisoner almost reached the door, he raised his head.

"Huh? This..."

Fang Xiu originally just glanced casually, but suddenly noticed that the female prisoner's back looked a little plump under the loose prison clothes.

Especially the buttocks, which are quite straight.

"Fake?!" Fang Xiu's heart moved.

It has been nearly two months since the female prisoner was taken in and she has been tortured. If she had not been a martial artist, she would have been unable to hold on long ago. How could she still be so plump.

"I see..." Fang Xiu reacted. He remembered that among the four great arresters from Fucheng, there was a middle-aged woman.

"It seems that West Street will be very lively later."

Fang Xiu's eyes changed slightly. He looked at Ma Sandao aside and saw that his expression was slightly tense.

When the prisoner was escorted out of the prison, Zhao Zhisheng breathed a sigh of relief: "I can finally breathe a sigh of relief!"

With that said, Zhao Zhisheng walked to Fang Xiu and said, "Brother Fang, let me deliver the food to you. Please help me keep watch tonight."

"Okay." Fang Xiu nodded.

Since Zhao Zhisheng was beaten by the Four Gods, he has been very nervous recently. He no longer dares to doze off during the night watch, and he even talks less than before.

"Thank you, Brother Fang. I'll treat you to dinner when I get the chance." Zhao Zhisheng said with a smile.

"You kid...what do you mean by chance? Isn't it possible tomorrow?"

Fang Xiu pointed at Zhao Zhisheng, laughed and cursed.

"Definitely...certainly." Zhao Zhisheng smiled, picked up the barrel, and walked deep into the dark corridor.

The other jailers also breathed a sigh of relief. Recently, the atmosphere in the prison has been too tense.

Several people gathered together and chatted.

Some said they would go gamble in the evening, while others suggested that they pool their money to go to Jiangyue Tower tonight and have some fun.

Fang Xiu vaguely heard words such as "attack from both sides" and "three doors open at the same time".

When they were excited, several people couldn't help laughing.

However, no one was in a hurry to leave.

The matter would not be over until the criminal was executed and the case was completely settled.

Fang Xiu came to Ma Sandao and chatted with him casually.

Ma Sandao looked worried and not in high spirits.

'Is the prisoner still in prison? Will someone rob the prison? ! ' Fang Xiu's heart suddenly shook.

One of the four great detectives pretended to be a prisoner, obviously for prevention, or he had already known that someone would rob the execution ground.

But in the same way, the prisoner sent to the capital city at the beginning of the year was robbed, which means that the news from the court was not blocked strictly enough, and there might really be a ghost.

"Where is Xiao Zhao? Why hasn't he come back yet?" Ma Sandao suddenly spoke.

"It won't take that long to deliver the food. It's almost been a quarter of an hour."

"This kid is always slow in doing things, but he's very fast at that! He's called He Shao." Li Han started to talk dirty.

"Xiao Fang, go down and take a look." Ma Sandao winked at Fang Xiu.

"Okay." Fang Xiu nodded and walked towards the aisle.

Fang Xiu walked to the entrance of the dungeon next to No. 13.

Cells 1 to 12 are underground.

Cells 13 to 24 are above ground.

There are four other torture chambers.

Two officers stood outside No. 13 torture chamber.

These two were specially sent by the county magistrate to watch over Dou Shouli and make him stay in prison for half a year.

At this moment, one of them saw Fang Xiu coming and stopped him at the entrance of the dungeon.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Xiu was stunned. These two people knew him, so why did they ask.

"The one who delivers the food."

"The one who delivers the food has already gone in."

"I think he's too slow, hurry him up so he won't be late for delivering the food to Young Master Dou."

Fang Xiu made an excuse.

"Go ahead." The officer made way.

"Thank you." Fang Xiu bowed.

Boom!

Just as Fang Xiu was about to go down, there was a sudden earth-shaking noise outside, and the entire floor of the cell shook.

"This is..." Fang Xiu was startled and steadied himself.

"You're looking for death! Who dares to disturb my sweet dream! I..." Dou Shouli was awakened from his nap and came to the window by the door and cursed.

Boom! !

Another loud noise directly blocked Dou Shouli's remaining words.

"The earth dragon turned over?!" Dou Shouli was horrified: "You dog slaves! Why don't you let me out!"

Seeing this, the two officers quickly took out the key and prepared to open the door.

"The Changsheng Cult is robbing the prison! All officers go out to meet the enemy!"

The next moment, a loud shout came from the entrance of the corridor.

It was Zheng Yunfei's voice.

"Kill!"

Then, there was a deafening shout of killing.

"Here are the keys!" The two officers looked solemn, threw the keys to Fang Xiu, drew the long swords from their waists, and ran to the entrance of the corridor.