The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 428
In broad daylight, a row of sharp, uneven icicles hung from the four high walls.

The north wind was blowing, and the gloomy cell could not be seen at a glance.

No matter how good the winter sun is, it can't warm this bone-chilling cold place.However, the coldest place is still underground.

Species that breed in the dark, hungry in winter.They attack the tortured prisoners in groups no matter day or night.

Bite the seriously injured who have no strength to fight back, until they become dying bodies, and then feast on them.

A black shadow appeared in front of the iron gate.

A young guard, holding a small lamp in his hand, bent down, fumbled for the key, and turned the special big lock with strange movements.

The middle-aged man behind smoked one cigarette after another, frowning impatiently,
"It's been so long for a big ass lock! Hurry up!"

"Master Sheriff, the young one has only been here for half a month, so I'm really not familiar with the cell in this secret passage."

The guard was so nervous that his palms were sweating, he finally opened the cell door.

More than a month ago, Lin Yitang stayed here for seven whole days.

Unbearable torment, he pretended to be crazy and fooled Sergeant Liu, and then seized the opportunity to go out for medical treatment and killed the policeman guarding him.

Not every prisoner can enjoy this honor.

The dark, one-room dungeon has remained empty since then.

It wasn't until the last few days that there was a fresh human smell, which made the mice and cockroaches in the prison eager to move.

A handsome young man with thin skin and tender flesh heard voices at the door and guessed that the manager was coming.

At first, he was bound here, just in time for Sergeant Liu to receive an urgent mission and go on a business trip.

In the first few days, there was no real interrogation, but the guards locked him up.Except for being harassed by rats and cockroaches, I didn't taste the pain of flesh and blood.

The guards whispered about his performance in prison.

"This kid is probably mentally ill. He doesn't admit who he is anyway, and just keeps calling for injustice."

"If you ask him what his surname is and where he sings, he will answer with hesitation."

Sergeant Liu laughed dryly, and his hard-soled leather shoes "slapped" on the stone floor to beat the beat.

"Isn't this just trying to cover up?"

He looked sideways at the young man, and took out a portrait that he had already been familiar with from his pocket.

"Injustice? No, not at all. The eyes, nose and mouth, who else could it be if it wasn't you?"

"Officer, I'm really not the one you want to arrest, I only know how to sing!"

The young man's coat had already been stripped off, leaving only the close-fitting white silk garment.

From the ripped collar, his chest could be seen violently heaving due to tension.

"Bring the iron rod!"

"To you!"

Sergeant Liu was puffing out smoke with a cigarette in his mouth, and twirling a stick in his hand:

"You say you are an actor? It's ridiculous! Don't think that if you sing at the top of your voice, we will believe your nonsense."

"No one else knows the details of your mother, but I know everything. She loved singing since she was a princess in the palace. After the Qing Dynasty fell, she entered the theater."

"A dragon begets a dragon, and a phoenix begets a phoenix. Isn't it natural that an actor's son can sing?"

The boy's eyes widened in astonishment: What he was involved in turned out to be an extremely difficult grievance.

The police chief in front of him suddenly put the iron rod around his neck and shouted loudly:

"Gu Qilan, if you want to survive, stop talking nonsense! Is your mother dead? How did you come out of the mountains alive?"

These three words are like thunder.

To the boy, this name was like an inextricable spell.

Struggling in horror, he cried out in a crying voice:
"I'm a small opera singer, and I don't know the person you mentioned at all. Please let me out!"

"Bang Dang!" With a single blow, a bowl filled with water was kicked flying at his feet.

"A few days ago, I was busy, so I didn't have time to come in person. It's really cheap for you!"

Sergeant Liu was about to hit the boy in the chest with his iron stick high, when a hand suddenly appeared from behind and grabbed him forcefully.

"Senior Liu, you didn't tell me when you came back overnight. There is a call outside, please go and answer it."

"Oh, who is looking for me? It's not important, you just go and pick it up."

Qin Feng lowered his head and coughed twice, and another person jumped out of the prison door.

He took a closer look, and it turned out to be a police officer in charge of secret reception.It seems that it is not a trivial matter.

"Sheriff, this call is for you only."

"Understood, I'll go right away." Sergeant Liu threw the iron rod aside, and hurried out with the policeman.

"You continue to interrogate this person. Ask more carefully and use tougher methods!"

"Don't worry, I'll do it right."

Qin Feng waited for their backs to disappear before he said to the new guard:
"Go get a chair. I want to sit and talk with him."

"Yes, son."

The guard had just been reprimanded by Sergeant Liu, fearing that his job would not be stable.Hearing an order, he quickly found a chair and brought a tea cup.

"You can go. I will interrogate the prisoner alone."

The cell door slammed shut.

He poured a cup of tea himself and put it to the prisoner's mouth.

"Sergeant Liu doesn't believe that you are an opera singer, but I do. Drink some water first to suppress the shock."

The other party was afraid that the water would be poisoned, so he suppressed his thirst and didn't make a sound.

He took a step closer, and then asked:
"Is it just for playing Xiao Dan?"

"Have you ever heard of the jade official from Fu's class in the city? His appearance is famous far and wide."

There was surprise in the boy's eyes, and his face turned from white to red.

The young man in front of him was only in his twenties, dressed in Western style, and capable.There were two pistols in his waist.

You can drink foreign ink just by looking at it.Usually, people rarely like to watch old dramas, right?

How to accurately guess that you are a popular female official?

He lowered his head and replied in a low voice embarrassedly:

"It's just that I have a false name."

He elongated his tone, grabbed the cup and knife on the table and shook them:

"Why are you only willing to tell half the truth? If you are poured with pepper water and shave your face, can you go back to Fu's class and continue to be a cash cow?"

A trace of nobility and loneliness appeared on Yuguan's face.

"Officer, I didn't mean to hide it on purpose, I just didn't want to make things worse."

"That day, I came out to do a private matter without telling the teacher."

Yuguan said it exactly.

A certain military officer's concubine sent a message, Shan asked him out to meet.Afraid of losing his mind, he dared not keep the appointment.

Unexpectedly, I met plainclothes on the way, and I was arrested by mistake, and I was locked up for several days.

He spoke quickly, as if someone was chasing him with a gun.

"Officer, how did you guess who I am? I dare not say anything, and I am afraid that I will be imprisoned here forever, and I will be in a dilemma."

Qin Feng looked at the prison door, and he felt relieved when there was no one there.

The jade official in front of him is not very old, but he has also been involved in the social dye vat, and he doesn't know the background.

He thought for a while, and made a long story short:
"I was also there the day you were arrested. If it was the prisoner we wanted to catch, wouldn't you have run away early when you heard the big wave of people making noise outside? How can you go shopping with a fan on your waist?"

　Sorry readers.Recently, Calvin has stepped up efforts between plot ideas and characters.I will keep on updating.

　　
　
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