Chapter 23 The Dark Prison and Swallowing the Sky
There was no light in the dark prison where I couldn't see my fingers.
When Jiang Baochan woke up, he was stunned for a moment. The name Jinzhu jumped into his mouth, but swallowed it again.
After a while, the little marquis lifted the quilt and sat up.
When I was sent to this cell last night, I took advantage of the light of opening the door and rushing in and took a rough look inside the room.
A wooden bed for ordinary people's homes is covered with a layer of woven quilts.
There are toilet-use buckets placed in the corner of the wall
Apart from these things, the room was empty within ten steps.
The surrounding walls were covered with thick fabrics, and the person who arranged them obviously wanted to prevent him from committing suicide by hitting the wall.
How much sin do I have to seek death?
When I just got up, I still couldn't help but laugh at myself.
There were probably holes for surveillance or copper tubes that eavesdropped on movements in the house. Soon, the sound of shoes and blue bricks came from outside.
Then a creaking sound came, about the location of the door, revealing a small window that only allows trays to enter.
As the slight light came in, there was a slightly impatient voice: "You young men really don't take human lives seriously. You guys have killed so many people and can sleep peacefully until the moment. Come over and have eaten quickly. General Qi ordered that you will give you half an hour of meals a day. Now!"
Jiang Baochan sighed, got up and walked to the door, took the wooden bowl he handed in, and bought it coldly. It was obvious that the food had been cold for a long time: "Is this rice cold?"
The man outside the door smiled and said, "Can you still want to eat hot food? You have to figure out your seat! You really think you are still a bullshit? It's good to have a stutter. No matter how loud it is, don't even eat supper!"
Jiang Baochan took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to get angry. After all, it was people under the roof. He still knew the word "A man of the times" as a hero.
After waiting around, he couldn't see the chopsticks handing in. Jiang Baochan asked patiently: "Can you give me a pair of chopsticks?"
With a 'bang', the small window on the door was closed tightly, and the originally faint light was blocked from the wood. A sound gradually fading from outside: "I think of a way!"
Jiang Baochan endured the grievance and unwillingness in his heart, squatted on the ground, grabbed the cool white rice with his hands, and swallowed it one by one. Every time he swallowed, he felt a burst of dry retching. Unexpectedly, white rice without salt or taste would be so difficult to swallow.
It was already afternoon. General Qi, who went to the prison to interrogate the prison in the rain, had just rushed back to the city guard house. Before he could take a sip of hot tea, the gatekeeper came to report in panic: "Mr. Qi, you're asking! That old man in the prison is asking!"
When General Qi arrived hurriedly, the old man who was driving the car had been put off the chain hanging and changed into clean clothes. He was sitting next to the table tremblingly.
Xie Changan, who was supposed to be interrogating the prisoner, was holding a piece of rice paper with dense finger prints on it, frowned and looked at it word by word.
Xie Chang'an is a side branch of the Xie family. Although it is a side branch, it has been almost a hundred years of relationship. Even the Xie family, which has a great family, cannot take care of all their relatives. What's more, this person has no ability. Finally, after starving his father and mother to death, Xie Chang'an sold his broken house and ran to the northwest to join the army. He has made no achievements in his three years of joining the army, but he only has the words "loyalty and ruthlessness", which gradually revealed his talents under General Qi.
One year, some soldiers in the army were causing trouble. He happened to be on duty that day. He rushed forward with a knife regardless of others' obstruction. He killed the man who was leading the trouble. He also led the guards to capture the rest of the trouble and detained them in the barracks. In just a few tea, more than a hundred people hidden behind were interrogated.
Since those people were beheaded, he guarded the prison in General Qi's army. Because the prisoners he interrogated rarely left the prison gate alive, and he himself had a square face and mouth, the soldiers in the army gave him the nickname of the Sky-Swallowing Beast.
In private, it is said that it is better to provoke the King of Hell than to provoke the Heaven.
The sky-swallowing beast Xie Changan glanced at General Qi coming in, and hurriedly held the paper in both hands and handed it over.
General Qi took the paper and glanced at it.
The mansion of the marquis who was singing from the way the father and daughter entered Guangyi, how did the young marquis become sexually domineering the women after drinking, how the woman refused to obey, and was strangled to death by the young marquis. It was written clearly in detail, as if you saw him in person. On the second half of the paper, the young marquis even bribed the woman in red, killed the Li Yanguan who had successively participated in his thirteen books in the street, and forced the old slave who persuaded him to surrender to death.
As soon as General Qi finished reading this, Xie Changan handed over the second piece of rice paper confessed by the old man. The story was written on it. How did the little marquis arrange for him to go to Yinjiagou to inform the woman in red and intercept the guard Xiao. In the end, the little marquis was bloodthirsty and he had to see the person who was against him die with his own eyes, which led to the incident of leaving the city and returning to the city later.
After reading this confession in one breath, the image of a bloodthirsty second-generation ancestor is vividly revealed on paper.
General Qi slapped the table and said three good things in a row!
Xie Changan smiled when he saw that his master was satisfied.
Gradually, this laughter infected everyone in the house holding various torture instruments.
Chapter completed!