Chapter 6 Who did you kill?

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The carriage stopped at the gate of Kaifeng government office.

Bao Zheng looked at Zhao Shi, who blinked. Bao Zheng was also a little embarrassed, but still said firmly: "Go to Kaifeng Prison."

"yes."

The coachman didn't even ask, and drove the car to the back of the Kaifeng government office. There was a prison of its own behind the Kaifeng government office. It didn't occupy a large area, but it was packed with hundreds of people.

Bao Zheng looked at the overcrowded prison and frowned slightly: "Are there any vacancies?"

The jailer was a little embarrassed: "Yes, yes, it is..."

"where?"

"Death row."

"Death row?"

Yang Chuan, who stubbornly insisted on following, frowned when he heard this: "Are there no other vacancies?" Bao Zheng still hasn't given a reason for detaining Zhao Shi, which makes Yang Chuan gradually become more and more deliberately antagonistic. The jailer smiled helplessly:

"Inspector Yang Zuojun, you also know that there was a flood a few days ago, and it was really chaotic for a while. Now let alone our Kaifeng government office, the Imperial City Department, and even the Zongzheng Temple are full of people, so what?

There are spare prison cells.”

Yang Chuan looked at Bao Zheng again. He wanted to ask Bao Zheng why he wanted to arrest Zhao Shi, but Bao Zheng didn't give him a chance and asked directly: "Is there room for death row prisoners?"

The jailer was even more embarrassed,

He scratched his head and said, "Yes, yes, but the death row camp is so fierce that ordinary prisoners dare not be locked up with them, so there is only one bed left."

Now,

Bao Zheng also frowned,

He thought of putting Zhao Shi in prison, so that Zhao Shi could not escape the attention no matter what, but he did not want to torture or kill him, but Zhao Shi didn't care much. As far as he was concerned, if a big angle

No change, just a small-scale change. There is not much difference between being locked up in a government office and being locked up in a prison. Prison may even be more interesting: "A death row camp is for two people to a room?"

Are you quite interested?

The jailer took one look at him and could probably guess that he was the "prisoner" who was going to be locked up. However, Zhao Shiyi did not wear shackles, and the second prefect and the Zuo Army inspector seemed to treat him well, so he did not dare to trust him.

, cupped his hands and replied: "Yes, because the death row prisoners are so fierce that ordinary prisoners dare not be locked up with them."

Zhao Shi became more interested,

certainly,

It was when he was sure that he could not escape from Bao Zheng's control that he was more interested in prisons, especially the death row prisoners. He visited prisons in later generations, but never had the opportunity to meet the death row prisoners, but he did not expect that in this nine

An opportunity arose more than a hundred years ago.

"Then let's go to the death row camp!"

Then the group of people prepared to go in. As they walked, a mouthful of spit appeared on Zhao Shi's trouser legs. Zhao Shi turned around and saw a dirty-looking man, grinning: "You thief, come here and have fun with your grandpa."

Good, happy."

Zhao Shi's eyes were calm,

He didn't care much about provocation. In later generations, this kind of provocation would not even arouse children, let alone Zhao Shi who had the opportunity to see foreign prisons. That would mean that obscene words were flying all over the sky, but...

Zhao Shi moved his eyes downward a little,

Then he clenched his fist fiercely,

"Did you kill someone?"

Bao Zheng was shocked. Yang Chuan even pulled out the knife. The jailer was a little confused. Did this man believe the murderers? Then he kicked on the fence. Not only did he kick the strong man back, but also made the sallow-faced and skinny men not even curse.

The strong prisoner shrank further in, and then said helplessly: "Xiao Langjun, the prisoner has a bad mouth, don't pay attention to him, he just stole something, just give him a few beatings."

Yang Chuan slowly put away the knife,

Zhao Shi continued to look down, and saw a fine tooth mark on the tiger's mouth of the opponent's left hand. His face sank. This sinking was really a bit bluffing. The strong man subconsciously shrank his neck, and then blurted out.

He said without hesitation: "So what? Do you believe that I will kill you with three punches if I go out?"

You think you are Lu Zhi...

Zhao Shi frowned, not having much desire to complain. He boasted that he was definitely not a good person, but since his goal was to be a policeman, he still had a sense of justice: "Where is the body?"

"What body?"

The strong man asked angrily, and then looked at the jailer. The jailer had nothing to do with him, but he didn't quite believe that Zhao Shi could see a crime that he didn't know about just by walking by like this. It was still a serious crime like murder. Isn't that right?

Does that mean he failed in his duty?

Jailers in the Northern Song Dynasty also had certain powers to investigate cases.

Yang Chuan slowly drew the knife again, and Bao Zheng also frowned fiercely, as if Zhao Shi must be right as long as he said it. Bao Zheng pulled away the jailer and asked: "Why do you say he killed someone?"

"Look at the tooth marks."

Zhao Shi lowered his head and looked at the opponent's tiger's mouth: "The tooth marks are deep and dense. Basically, it can only be left by using all your strength for a long time." The strong man subconsciously shrank his hand, and then showed it openly and provocatively.

Looking at Zhao Shi, he yelled: "Your grandfather, I like to hurt myself, don't I?"

"sure!"

Zhao Shi smiled, but his eyes were cold to the bone. His expression would only be exaggerated when he was angry: "Then you can bite me another one that is exactly the same."

The strong man trembles,

Zhao Shi's voice became colder and colder: "The tooth marks are deep and small. Basically, this can only be left if a woman uses her full strength and lasts for a period of time."

Bao Zheng looked over sharply, his pupils almost blazing with fire. Yang Chuan even drew out his knife, walked over in three steps and two at a time, and slapped the strong man on the shoulder with the back of the knife, causing him to scream.

Said: "What else do you have to say?"

The strong man's pupils were trembling, and he wished he could slap him to death for spitting in front of a cup of tea. However, if he could not slap him, he would definitely not be able to admit it. He gritted his teeth and said, "That's it? Grandpa?"

In the land of fireworks, she can bite whatever Sanbaiguan wants her to do."

Yang Chuan's hand holding the knife was a little less firm,

Bao Zheng also looked over with some hesitation, but Zhao Shi became even colder. He stepped forward and grabbed the opponent's collar, revealing a longevity charm on the opponent's chest. It read: Zigui Ye Midnight

I still weep with blood, I don’t believe that the east wind can’t call me back.

"Is this yours too?"

The strong man was also aroused to blood. He raised his scarlet eyes and stared at Zhao Shi: "Grandpa has been carrying it since he was a child, can't he?"

"no!"

Zhao Shi pulled the other party in with force, getting very close: "Because this is the marriage sign!"

The strong man's pupils trembled,

Bao Zheng didn't see what was written on it at first. Then he walked in and read a few words, then grinded his molar teeth hard, then turned around and shouted: "Cheng Yi." Cheng Yi is that name.

Jailer: "Trial."

Cheng Yi didn't know much about marriage signs, but this didn't stop him from seeing that the strong man had something in his heart. He glanced at Zhao Shi helplessly, then stepped forward and asked several jailers to open the cell door and guard Man's mouth, but when he went in, he

He grabbed the strong man,

The strong man struggled fiercely, and then he kicked him in the face so hard that several of his teeth flew out. Apparently, he vented part of his resentment towards Zhao Shi on the strong man, and then he dragged him away forcefully.

, after dozens of breaths, an extremely miserable scream rang out,

Only then did Zhao Shi exhale, feeling much smoother. He turned to look at Bao Zheng and Yang Chuan. There was something wrong with the way the two of them looked at Zhao Shi, especially Bao Zheng. Bao Zheng now looked at Zhao Shi as if

He had a baby bump. If it weren't for this face, he really wanted to keep Zhao Shi and let him help clear up the unjust case.

What a pity!

Bao Zheng shook his head and sighed, and then he was about to continue walking with Zhao Shi...

"careful!"

suddenly,

From the corner ahead, a little unkempt man suddenly jumped out, carrying a blood-stained stone in his hand, and rushed towards several people like a murderer.

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Chapter completed!