Da Song: Shhh, I'm really not a prince

Chapter 6 Who did you kill?
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The carriage stopped at the gate of the Kaifeng government office,
Bao Zheng looked at Zhao Shi, Zhao Shi blinked his eyes, Bao Zheng was also a bit embarrassed, but he still said firmly: "Go to Kaifeng prison."

"Yes."

The coachman didn't even ask, and drove to the back of the Kaifeng government office. Behind the Kaifeng government office, there was a prison of its own. The area was not too big, but it was packed with hundreds of people. Looking at the overcrowded prison, Bao Zheng frowned slightly: "Are there any vacancies?"

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

"where?"

"Death Row."

"Death row?"

Yang Chuan, who stubbornly insisted on following, frowned upon hearing the words: "Are there no other vacancies?" Bao Zheng has not given a single reason for closing Zhao Shi until now, making Yang Chuan gradually feel like he was going against it deliberately, and the jailer had no choice but to smile bitterly: "Guardian Yang Zuojun, you also know that there was a flood just a few days ago, and it was really chaotic for a while. Now let alone our Kaifeng government office, even the imperial city department and even the Zongzheng Temple are full of people. There are spare cells."

Yang Chuan looked at Bao Zheng again, and 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 a vacancy for death row?"

The jailer was even more embarrassed,
Scratching his head: "Yes, there are, but the death row camps are fierce after all, and ordinary prisoners dare not be locked up with them, so there is only one bed left."

This time,

Bao Zheng also frowned,

He thought of putting Zhao Shi in prison, beating him with the attention that Zhao Shi could not escape no matter what, but he didn't intend to torture or kill him, but Zhao Shi didn't care much. 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. Even the prison may be more interesting: "A death row camp for two people?"

Are you interested?

The jailer glanced at him and probably guessed that he was the "prisoner" who was going to be locked up. However, Zhao Shiyi didn't wear a shackle. , Clasped hands and replied: "Yes, because the death row prisoners are fierce, ordinary prisoners dare not be locked up with them."

Zhao Shi became more interested.
of course,

It was because he was sure that he could not escape Bao Zheng's control. He was relatively more interested in prisons, especially death row prisoners. He visited prisons in later generations, but he never had the opportunity to meet death row prisoners. An opportunity arose many years ago.

"Then let's go to death camp!"

Then a group of people were about to go in, and as they walked, a mouthful of saliva appeared on Zhao Shi's trouser leg. Zhao Shi turned his head and saw a man with a dirty face. Good, happy."

Zhao Shi's eyes were calm,

He didn't really care about provocations. In later generations, even children wouldn't be able to be provoked by such provocations. Not to mention that Zhao Shi had the opportunity to see foreign prisons.

Zhao Shi moved his gaze down a little,
He clenched his fist fiercely,
"You killed someone?"

Bao Zheng was startled, Yang Chuan even drew out the knife, the jailer was a little confused, did this man believe the murderers?Then he kicked on the fence, which not only kicked the strong man back, but also made the prisoners who were yellow and emaciated and had no strength to curse shrink back, and then said helplessly: "Little man, the prisoner has a bad mouth, don't pay attention to him." , he just stole something, just hit him with a club a few times."

Yang Chuan slowly withdrew his knife,

Zhao Shi continued to look down, and saw a fine tooth mark on the tiger's mouth on the opponent's left hand, his face sank, this sinking was really a bit bluffing, the strong man shrunk his neck subconsciously, and then confused He said generously, "So what? Do you believe that I will kill you with three punches?"

You thought you were Lu Zhi...

Zhao Shi frowned, and didn't have much desire to complain. He thought he was definitely not a good person, but since his goal was to become a policeman, he still had a sense of justice: "Where's the corpse?"

"What corpse?"

The strong man asked back angrily, and then looked at the jailer. The jailer had nothing to do with him, but he didn't quite believe that Zhao Shi would be able to see a crime he didn't know if he just walked by, and it was a serious crime like murder. Does that mean he's out of work?
The prison guards in the Northern Song Dynasty also had certain investigation powers.
Yang Chuan drew his knife slowly again, Bao Zheng also frowned fiercely, as if Zhao Shi must be right if he said it, Bao Zheng pulled the jailer away and asked, "Why did you say he killed someone?"

"Look at the tooth marks."

Zhao Shi looked down at the opponent's tiger's mouth: "The tooth marks are deep and dense. Basically, you can only leave them with your best efforts for a long time." The strong man subconsciously retracted his hand, and then showed it openly, provocatively Looking at Zhao Shi, he shouted: "Your grandfather, I like to hurt myself, can't I?"

"sure!"

Zhao Shi smiled, but his eyes were piercingly cold. His expression would be exaggerated only when he was angry: "Then now you bite me the exact same one."

The strong man trembled,

Zhao Shi's voice became colder and colder: "The tooth marks are dense and small. Basically, only women can leave them if they try their best and last for a period of time."

Bao Zheng glanced over, his pupils were almost on fire, Yang Chuan even drew out his knife, walked over in three steps at a time, and slapped the strong man on the shoulder with the back of the knife, screaming and roaring Said: "What else do you have to say?"

The strong man's pupils trembled, wishing he could slap himself to death for spitting on others before a cup of tea, but whether to slap him or not, the other said, admitting it, he definitely couldn't admit it, gritted his teeth and said, "That's it? Grandpa In the place of fireworks, how Sanbaiguan wants her to bite, how she bites."

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 more cold. He stepped forward and grabbed the other party's collar, revealing a longevity talisman on the other party's chest, which read: Zigui Midnight Still weeping blood, if you don't believe that the east wind can't call you back.

"This is yours too?"

The strong man was also aroused bloody, his scarlet eyeballs raised 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 all his strength, so close: "Because this is a marriage lottery!"

The pupils of the strong man trembled,

Bao Zheng didn't see what was written on it at first, and after reading a few words, he gritted his molars fiercely, then turned his head and shouted: "Cheng Yi." Cheng Yi is the name Jailer: "Interrogation."

Cheng Yi doesn't know much about marriage lottery, but it doesn't prevent him from seeing that the strong man has a ghost in his heart. He glanced at Zhao Shi helplessly, and then stepped forward to ask a few jailers to open the cell door to guard his mouth. It was a strong man who was pulled up,

The strong man struggled fiercely, and then he kicked him hard on the front door. His teeth flew out a few times. It was obvious that he had vented part of his resentment towards Zhao Shi on the strong man, and then dragged him away abruptly. After dozens of breaths, there was an extremely miserable scream,
Only then did Zhao Shi exhale a turbid breath, feeling that his whole body was much smoother. He turned his head to look at Bao Zheng and Yang Chuan. There was something wrong with the eyes of these two people looking at Zhao Shi, especially Bao Zheng. Bao Zheng would look at Zhao Shi as if he was When it came to a baby bump, if it wasn'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 was about to take Zhao Shi to continue walking...

"careful!"

Suddenly,

At the corner ahead, a little disheveled man suddenly jumped out, holding a blood-stained stone in his hand, and rushed towards them like a god of death.
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(End of this chapter)