Chapter 1311: The poor family doctor girl conquered the Jin Yiwei envoy 26
Shu Ange's performance was beyond Ling Feiluan's expectations. She didn't look like a person who came to prison for the first time, let alone a girl of 18 or 19 years old.
If there is a **** in the world, the imperial prison should be one of them.
Even Ling Feiluan had a hard time getting used to the smell and sound when he entered the prison for the first time, and the prisoners almost condensed into real despair.
Those who are thrown into the imperial prison rarely have the chance to turn around, and what awaits them is exile except death.
The people who can enter the imperial prison are all former officials. If the rank is too low, they are not qualified to enter the imperial prison.
Falling from the cloud to the mud is enough to make most people despair, and all kinds of torture are more terrifying than death.
Ling Feiluan stared at Shu Ange's fair and soft face, and asked in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid?"
"I'm a little scared, but there are adults around, so I'm not scared at all."
Shu Ange took off the purse he was carrying, and said solemnly: "Here, the pills that were made before are here. Sir, when you want to interrogate, take me with you. I will feed him this, and then use it. With a little trick, you can conduct an interrogation."
What the ancients said about Soul Destruction, after smashing the analysis, is actually just some drugs that are easy to make people trance, plus some psychological hints.
In layman's terms, modern deep hypnosis is also a kind of "spiritualism" of the ancients.
"Come with me."
The prison is deep, and the further down you go, the stronger the cell becomes, and the fewer people are locked in it.
Ling Feiluan's footsteps stopped in front of a door with a rusted iron lock. He took a large key from his waist and opened the rusted iron lock.
The door opened, and the strong smell of blood rushed to his face. Shu Ange saw the torture rack first, and then saw the person who was almost hanging on the torture rack.
His pipa bone was pierced by an iron hook, and his hair was hanging on the rack. His bony calf and arms were bloodless, and he looked like a dead person.
Shu Ange's eyes fell on his chest, and when he saw that his chest was still a little heaving, he confirmed that it was a living person.
The heavy iron door slammed shut.
Ling Feiluan stood in the gloomy and dark prison, like a jade-faced Shura who came out of hell.
Shu Ange looked at the man on the torture rack and shivered unconsciously.
After staying in modern times for a long time, she is a little uncomfortable with the most primitive and backward interrogation methods in ancient times.
"Niu Fengyuan, aren't you planning to recruit?"
Ling Feiluan's upper and lower lips touched, and the words he said were ruthless, without the slightest emotion.
"cough……"
Niu Fengyuan coughed, and his thin body shook violently like a broken bellows. He spoke like a mouthful of water, and his mumbling made people anxious.
Shu Ange took a closer look and found the reason why he was slurring his words—his teeth had almost fallen out.
"I've already recruited, and it's all done by me."
He raised his head and stared at Ling Feiluan with blood-red eyes: "kill me, let me apologize with death."
It's good for a prisoner to have this kind of mental awareness, but unfortunately, Niu Fengyuan didn't really confess his guilt.
Even if Ling Feiluan didn't mention it, Shu Ange could see that Niu Fengyuan seemed to want to take the blame alone and prevent Jin Yiwei from continuing to investigate.
She remembered the person who was crying when she passed by another cell just now, that she was innocent and just obeyed Niu Zhizhou's orders.
The person on the rack should be Niu Zhizhou.
He should have been subjected to a lot of criminal law these days, and he only hangs with one breath.
"Death is imminent, don't you plan to wake up?"
Ling Feiluan took a step forward, and the black facing boots fell heavily on the slate, making a dull sound.
Niu Fengyuan tugged at the chains that passed through his body and said in a hoarse voice: "Kill me, I embezzled the silver taels, grains, medicinal materials, etc. allocated by the imperial court. Cough, if one person does things for one person, I deserve to die. "
Seeing him like this, Shu Ange was very angry. Did he think he was a hero? Also doing things alone.
"Isn't Niu Fengyuan? Your lord, is he the Zhizhou in charge of Raozhou, Fu'an and other places?"
"Um."
After getting a positive answer, Shu Ange took a step forward: "Niu Fengyuan, in order to cover up your crimes, you closed the city of Raozhou, which was plagued by plague. The lives of tens of thousands of people were lightly abandoned by you."
"Do you think that with one bad life, you can pay for the lives of those people who died in vain? Even with a thousand cuts, it is difficult to eliminate the hatred of thousands of dead souls."
Niu Fengyuan raised his head with difficulty, looked at Shu Ange's young and pure face, opened his mouth like a black hole, and laughed.
Shu Ange aimed at the timing and popped the pill in his hand. Niu Fengyuan's body was weakened to the extreme. The pill melted in his mouth, and he didn't even have the strength to vomit it out.
"Cough, what is this."
Shu Ange took out a copper coin hanging by a red thread from his arms, walked to the torture rack, and shook the copper coin gently in front of Niu Fengyuan's eyes.
While shaking the copper coins, she looked into his eyes and used her soul-defying skills.
After a while, Niu Fengyuan's eyes became dull, and his whole person was like wood without a soul.
Shu Ange put away the copper coins and looked back at Ling Feiluan: "Sir, you can start the interrogation."
Ling Feiluan witnessed this miraculous scene with his own eyes. His first reaction was not fear, but pressed on Shu Ange's shoulder and said with a serious expression, "Don't let others know that you can master souls."
She is like a dazzling piece of beautiful jade, and anyone who sees her beauty will have a plundering mind.
"Don't worry, Master Ling, I just let you know."
"Well, let Long Qianhu take you back. Remember to ask for help at any time when you are in trouble. Also, how long will he be in this state."
"Thank you, my lord. His state will probably last for two or three hours."
When it was over, Shu Ange asked again, "Don't you need me to interrogate other people, my lord?"
"I don't need it for the time being, I'll find you when I need help."
"Okay, I will wholeheartedly help adults!"
Shu Ange smiled brightly, and her handsome face became a little more beautiful.
She was good at disguising, but he remembered her charming smile.
After Shu Ange left, Ling Feiluan threw herself into the interrogation again, and there was a trace of happiness in her heart.
He was thankful that she was not afraid of him after entering the imperial prison, nor did she despise his cruel methods.
After the Spring Festival, the weather is not so cold.
Shu Ange wanted to meet Ling Feiluan on New Year's Eve, but he was very busy throughout the first month, and he was in the palace almost all the time, guarding the safety of today's son.
The emperor's life is above everything else, so Shu Ange can only wait for Ling Feiluan to finish the first month.
Under Ling Feiluan's careful cover, Shu Ange's identity was not exposed in front of too many people.
Except for Long Huwei and Song Tongzhi, no one else knew that Ye Wanxiu, who lived in Xinghua Lane, was Doctor Xiao Ye who was treating Jin Yiwei in command.
No one knows that Doctor Xiao Ye, who once rescued countless people in Raozhou, was actually a woman.