No matter what era the prison cell will not make people feel comfortable.

After all, it is not the ancient times, so naturally I would not set up a cell in the Fu family's house.

So Fu Fengcheng took Leng Sa out and went straight to the place where some special prisoners were imprisoned in Yongcheng.

This is a secret courtyard located not far from the Arsenal of the Six Southern Provinces. There are usually heavy troops stationed nearby, and there are important institutions around it. Even if outsiders pass by, they just think it is an important research institution. No matter what, they never imagine that this place would be a secret prison.

The cell was very clean, but it was also inevitable that it was dark and a faint smell of blood. As soon as Leng Sa entered, she couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Fu Fengcheng looked up at her, "If the lady feels uncomfortable, she won't go in."

Leng Sa shook her head and said it was okay. The smell of blood and the dark, wet and cold smell in the cell was very bad, but it didn't make her feel unbearable.

"The people who are locked up here are not ordinary people." Leng Sa followed Fu Fengcheng, his eyes flashing across the cage next to the passage.

The treatment of the people here is obviously good, everyone can enjoy a single room, and there is no trouble of being locked in a room with ordinary cells.

Following them was the head of the prison, who respectfully smiled at Leng Sa, "Mrs. I don't know that the people here are either the sinful and extremely vicious people, or the arrested spies. Ordinary people cannot enter this place."

Leng Sa nodded, "No wonder."

"Oh, Young Master Fu is also visiting the prison with a little beauty? I heard that you can't do it anymore. Can you bear such a delicate beauty? Why not..." A man with a tangled hair and beard that almost covered his entire face suddenly smiled, staring at Leng Sa's body with bad intentions.

"..." The person in charge secretly felt sweaty and couldn't help but take a sneak peek at Fu Fengcheng.

"Bang!"

"Ao! Fu Fengcheng, you are a despicable little turtle! If you have the ability, you can kill the labor and capital!" The man laughed halfway through his laughter. There was a blood hole in his thigh that was lazily laid on the ground, and blood was flowing like a lot in an instant.

Fu Fengcheng looked down at the gun in his hand indifferently, and then looked up at the middle-aged man after a while, "Dong Huzi, I didn't let you talk to me when I saved your life."

The man was actually a man. Although he was so painful that his whole body was twitching, he even gritted his teeth and cursed, "It's not rare for labor and capital! I'll go, your mother!"

Fu Fengcheng ignored his anger and looked up at the person in charge next to him.

The person in charge seemed to understand what he was going to ask and replied respectfully, "Young Master, he still refused to recruit the whereabouts of that batch of gold."

Fu Fengcheng said: "It will take three years in three days. If you don't recruit it, you don't have to keep it and waste food."

“Yes, that…”

"Twist the dogs outside the city." Fu Fengcheng said coldly.

Leng Sa looked at the people in the cell with great interest, because Mr. Fu, who was originally staring at them, immediately became much more regular.

After all, even prisoners locked in prison cells are not everyone who likes to seek death.

Leng Sa pointed to Dong Huzi in the cell with a smile, "I said, if you don't stop bleeding, maybe he can go to feed the dog in three days."

Fu Fengcheng said: "It doesn't matter if it's three days early and three days later."

Leng Sa smiled and said, "But does it matter if gold is not important?" It seems that the reason why Dong Huzi was able to live is because he hid a batch of gold.

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Madam is still proficient in torture?"

Leng Sa shook her head and felt a little regretful, "No, but I can provide you with some ideas." She is a noble and erotic sniper away from the battlefield, and she pursues one shot and kills her. This hard and fragmented dirty work is not under her control.

Fu Fengcheng was not disappointed either, "Look back, the lady gave them advice."

The two of them walked inside while talking, leaving the prisoners in the prison cells on the side of the road looking at each other and cursing in their hearts.

No wonder Fu Fengcheng dared to bring a delicate little girl to such a place, and his feelings are not a good person.

A thin man in the cell next to Dong Huzi chuckled, "Old Dong, it's not a glorious thing to fall into a young boy's hands. If you've come in, don't scream, and you can still suffer less."

"Get out!" It seems like you are not in the hands of the Fu surname.

An old man with dirty hair and white hair crawled out from the dark corner on the other side. The old man looked at Fu Fengcheng and his group of people with turbid eyes, and shivered in fear, "You young people are all blind. If you don't want to die, don't provoke that girl."

"Old blind man, what do you mean?" This old blind man is famously timid, and I don't know why he was locked up in them.

The old man whispered, "That girl looks bright, and the blood in her hands is probably not less than you."

"..." Some people around him who heard this looked disdainful, while others couldn't help but remain silent.

Except for those spies, no one who could be locked up in this place could have no less than ten lives? The little girl looked at Shu Lingling. If it was real, she would be a ruthless character.

The prison head opened a door and invited the two of them into it. There was a separate cell or interrogation room.

The huge room was empty, and a young man in his early twenties was locked in the cage at the bottom of the room.

The man looked handsome, but he had been locked up for a few days and looked a little unsatisfied. He still had a lot of blood on his body. Obviously, even the illegitimate son of Long Dushushou would not be able to go out safely.

The young man jumped up as if he was frightened when he heard the sound, but froze at the moment when he saw Fu Fengcheng and then retreated desperately to hide himself in the darkness.

Leng Sa was a little surprised, "What did you do to him?"

Fu Fengcheng said: "I did nothing."

The prison head gestured to the person following with a wink, and immediately two people went in and lifted the person out and pressed it into the chair aside.

The young man was a little panicked and wanted to stand up, "Mr. Fu, please spare me! I really don't know anything! No, it wasn't what I did... it wasn't me!"

However, the chair was specially made for interrogating prisoners. A horizontal railing above the armrest firmly fixed the person in the chair and couldn't stand up at all.

Leng Sa sat down in the chair next to her and picked up the documents placed on the table to read them.

That was the basic information of the young man in front of him, and it was checked quite thoroughly. Almost half of his life was on it. Leng Sa read it as a storybook with relish, but he didn't expect that Young Master Long was quite interesting.

Fu Fengcheng asked, "Who is the person who contacted you for those weapons?"

"I...I don't know." The young man said in a daze. Seeing Fu Fengcheng frowning, he quickly added, "I really don't know, I...I don't know them!"

Fu Fengcheng said lightly: "You provided them with 20 rifles, 16 pistols, 50 grenades, and 2,000 bullets. If you didn't need to pass Long Boyun, you couldn't get it yourself, they also ordered two machine guns and three thousand bullets. You told me you don't know them?"

I...go!

Leng Sa glanced at Fu Fengcheng in surprise. Those people really invested a lot.

If Xu Shaoming hadn't reacted quickly that day and rushed into the mine formation, if she hadn't moved quickly, if Fu Fengcheng's car had a good bulletproof effect, if it weren't for not getting the machine gun, Fu Fengcheng might have been beaten into a sieve.

The young man cried and said, "I didn't lie to you, it was introduced by someone else. I just wanted to make some extra money, so I hid it from Long... from Master Long."

“Who is the person introduced?”

"It's me... the brother I met in Jiangcheng. He..."

Fu Fengcheng said: "He died, and there is no evidence of his death."

"I……"

Fu Fengcheng stared at the young man, "Long Jun, do you know what the price will be paid for lying to me?"

The young man nodded carefully and said, "I...I know, I dare not lie to you, really!"

Fu Fengcheng sneered and turned to look at Leng Sa sitting by the table.

Leng Sa had already handed him a piece of paper full of handwriting in his hand. Fu Fengcheng glanced at it, "One of the dead killers is the small leader of the New Ye Society in the North, and you... When you were in the north, you had a close relationship with the eldest master of the New Ye Society. Tell me, don't you know him?"

The young man named Long Jun's face suddenly changed, and his originally submissive expression also became nervous and alert, "I, I..."

Fu Fengcheng nodded to the person behind him, "Tell Master Long how to speak."

"Yes, the eldest son."

Seeing the two people standing aside walking towards him, Long Jun immediately struggled, "Wait! No... Master Fu, I am from the Long family. If you dare to touch my Long family, I will not let you go!"

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "If I kill you, do you think Long Yue will hate me or thank me?"

When Long Jun heard Long Yue's name, his face turned even more ugly.

But Fu Fengcheng no longer planned to talk to him, but said to Leng Sa, "Madam, let's go out and wait for a while, it's not good here."

Leng Sa raised his eyebrows and glanced at Long Jun, "Is that over?"

Fu Fengcheng laughed softly, "Let Young Master Long calm down."

Leng Sa stood up and nodded and smiled, "Okay, let's go." She was curious about the cell but not curious about torture. After all, what kind of punishment did Master Leng have ever seen? She is not a pervert who likes to see others being tortured.

"I'll leave it to you." Fu Fengcheng said to the person in charge.

The person in charge nodded respectfully and replied, "Don't worry, Young Master Long will figure it out soon."

Although this young master of the Long family is surnamed Long, he looks like the young man from the Long family and the master from Longmen.

Obviously, no matter what kind of family it is, the descendants of the children are inevitably unavoidable.

They naturally have methods to deal with such people. The reason why it is useless is because the other party has a special identity and is afraid it is difficult to explain.
Chapter completed!