The Six Ministries have a very high status. Unlike other government offices that are scattered in the alleys of the capital, they are located close to the main gate of the imperial city, on the east side of the Thousand-Step Gallery, and are the seat of the core power agency of Daxia. Braving the gradually heavier raindrops, Li Qingcha urged the horse to gallop as fast as possible. The officers in front of the Ministry of Justice stood in full battle array, seemingly waiting for something big to happen. When they saw someone riding a horse and charging at them, they all drew their weapons and shouted, "Who are you? Why don't you stop your horse and slow down?" Li Qingcha jumped off his horse. She holds the dragon pendant in her left hand and the gold medal of the Phoenix Camp in her right hand. "I am Li Qingcha, the instructor of the Young Phoenix Camp. I am here to investigate a case. Time is of the essence. Let me in right now!" The lieutenants had seen "sparing lives" before, and they had seen this kind of scene even more often. They calmly checked Li Qingcha's identity, then calmly made way for her and Gong Lianxue, and one person led her and Gong Lianxue into the yamen. Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the door, they saw Luo Weiyang.
The girl is playing with the cat. Xiao Hui: “Meow~” It stretched out its claws towards Li Qingcha, revealing its paws. Luo Weiyang followed and looked over. "Ah, Mr. Li," she greeted, "I knew you would come." Actually, I wanted to run away... Li Qingcha was embarrassed. She asked, "Why are you here? Ah, yes, Qigong can detect lies." The girl shook her head. “It’s not a lie detector.” "what?" "Come on, I'll go in with you." Several people continued to walk forward, The captain did not take Li Qingcha into the prison of the Ministry of Justice, but took a detour to a room next to it that looked like a reception room. There aren't even any torture instruments for interrogation here. There was a bed in the corner of the room, and on the bed lay a bloody man. His hair had been shaved clean, and his bald scalp was covered with gold needles, looking like a ball and chain covered with spikes. hiss…… Li Qingcha took a breath of cold air. She looked at Luo Weiyang,
Luo Weiyang gave her a reproachful look and said, "Do you think I'm using the golden needles to torture you?" Li Qingcha was embarrassed. "How is this going?" "This is the victim," an official spoke from the shadows. "He was raped and is on the verge of going insane. If it weren't for Miss Luo using golden needles to clear the blood vessels, I'm afraid..." Li Qingcha had an impression of this official; he had seen him in the attic. In fact, there were many officials and clerks in the room, but because the bloody corpse was too eye-catching, Li Qingcha didn't notice them. Luo Weiyang introduced: "This is the Grand Secretary of Wenhua Pavilion. I call him 'Uncle Chu'." Li Qingcha clasped his fists and said, "Lord Chu." Chu Daxueshi waved his hand and gave his full name: "Chu Zhongtian." He knew that Li Qingcha was not an official, so when he spoke, he did not follow the rules of officialdom, but was straightforward. Li Qingcha asked: "What is the victim's social relationship?" Social relations... Chu Zhongtian heard this word for the first time. He was stunned for a second before he said, "He is a minor official in the Ministry of Works. His name is Wang Quan. He does some simple errands." Officials have no rank. To put it bluntly, they are the ones who do the low-level work. Li Qingcha thought of what No. 1 said about "killing officials" and became even more hesitant. For the common people, there is really not much difference between killing officials and killing clerks. But number one is really... Li Qingcha shook his head and told himself to put aside the chat group for the time being. Based on the current information, nothing can be inferred. She turned to Luo Weiyang, "Have you used the Qi-reading technique?" "It's useless... um... I don't mean 'it's useless', but it's useless even if I use it." Luo Weiyang said, "The so-called lying must be a deliberate deception. Wang Quan has been tortured to the point of being almost crazy. Even if he is talking nonsense, it's not intentional." "understood." "Alas, now I can only keep him alive, but he..." Luo Weiyang lowered her head and gently scratched Xiao Hui's head. It can be seen that the girl felt that her procrastination had caused Wang Quan to suffer more and endure more pain, and she felt a little guilty about it. Gong Lianxue, who was standing by, held her hand and shook her head gently.
Luo Weiyang said gratefully: "Thank you, sister." elder sister…… tsk... Gong Lianxue glared at Li Qingcha fiercely. Stupid senior brother, he only knows how to attract women outside. Li Qingcha didn't notice it because she was checking Wang Quan's body at the moment. The knees were weak and broken. What was unusual was the way it broke. It wasn't like being hit by an external force like a hammer, but rather it looked more like it was shattered. Chu Zhongtian said, "Although we know that Wang Quan was tortured, we have no idea how he was treated. Even the coroner can't tell." He hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and asked, "Could it be a monk?" Li Qingcha replied: "I don't deny this possibility." "Really a monk?" "But, being able to cause such injuries, ordinary people can also do it." "What did you say?" "Are there any other wounds? Show me the case file, I'll look at them together and make a judgment." Li Qingcha spoke with a sense of finality, as if he had inadvertently treated Chu Zhongtian as his assistant. In an instant, Chu Zhongtian understood why the emperor didn't like Li Qingcha. This person doesn't recognize hierarchy in his bones. Chapter 84 This thing... is truly a divine thing The clerks in the Ministry of Works are no different from those in ordinary government offices. If Wang Quan’s case is not investigated thoroughly, how can the high-ranking officials in the six ministries, the cabinet, and the court put their faces aside? Chu Zhongtian gritted his teeth and nodded to the captain in the corner. The latter immediately brought the case file. Li Qingcha read it carefully, then walked to Wang Quan's feet and observed them, then looked at his chest repeatedly. a long time, "Bamboo sticks." She muttered to herself. “No.” Chu Zhongtian shook his head. “The punishment of sticking bamboo sticks into toenails has existed since ancient times. Although Wang Quan’s toenails were peeled off, it looks like they were covering up the signs of torture, but our Ministry of Justice people are very familiar with this kind of injury, so…” Li Qingcha looked around. Several minor clerks from the Ministry of Justice nodded frequently.
If torture is used improperly, it will often cost the suspect's life, which is the last thing the Ministry of Justice wants to see. Before obtaining any valuable clues, it is necessary to ensure the suspect's life. Therefore, inserting bamboo sticks is precisely the first choice of torture. Many people with weak wills cannot withstand the torture and will confess. The clerks in the Ministry of Justice are experts in this field and they don't think it is a bamboo stick, so it should be correct. But the problem is... Li Qingcha glanced again. "There must be something... could it be pig bristles?" Everyone looked at each other, Pig bristle... Indeed, the thickness and hardness of this thing match the wound, but what kind of brain circuit does it take to come up with this? They looked at Li Qingcha with some awe. "What about the chest?" "There was no external injury, but the bones were broken over a large area. It was either because they were hit with something very thick, such as a dozen Confucian classics, or because of compression." "extrusion?" "Yes, like this." Li Qingcha picked up a rope, tied it to the middle fingers of both hands, and pulled it outward. The space between the ropes kept getting narrower. Chu Zhongtian understood: "So it can be done this way..." Li Qingcha nodded. Although Wang Quan didn't seem to have any injuries on the surface, he was covered in blood. In fact, it was because of the massive internal bleeding that was flowing out of his mouth. Chu Zhongtian asked: "What about the knees?" Li Qingcha sighed. "Wang Quan's knee was a typical reverse joint injury, and it was not caused by a sudden impact." Anti-joint... Another new word. However, Chu Zhongtian could guess what it meant based on the current situation. "and then?" "Try to imagine a torture device like this. There is a wooden stake erected straight at one end of a bench. After the victim sits on it, he has to tie his body and thighs to the bench, and then put bricks under his feet." "brick?"
“Yes, keep adding.” "..." As the number of bricks increases, won't the human body change from ∟ to √? Chu Zhongtian shuddered. These methods are unprecedented. He believed that if one was not a monk, no matter how strong-willed a person was, he would not be able to withstand it.
