However, at this moment of complete silence, suddenly, an extremely sharp and piercing sound rang out without warning, instantly breaking the tranquility.
Then, there was a loud creaking sound, and the heavy iron door that was originally tightly closed was slowly pushed open from the outside. As the gap in the door became wider and wider, the warm and gentle sunlight in the early morning poured into the cell like a tide, shining directly on Zhou Yang's slightly tired face.
The sudden bright light made Zhou Yang feel very uncomfortable. He couldn't help but frown and mutter a swear word. Then he raised his arms reluctantly and rubbed his eyes, which were swollen and sore due to lack of sleep.
At this moment, the sturdy soldier who had locked them up in the prison yesterday appeared at the door like a door god. His face was as gloomy as water, his eyes were cold, and he raised his strong and powerful fingers and pointed at Xiao Ning and others without hesitation, shouting at the top of his voice:
"Hey! All of you guys, get up quickly! General Fan wants to see you!"
Unlike the others, Xiao Ning spent the entire night in a cross-legged meditation posture. When the soldier's rough and bold voice came, he did not react immediately at first, but still closed his eyes quietly, as if the noise outside had nothing to do with him.
After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes, looked around blankly, then stood up calmly and walked towards the cell door with steady steps.
Soon, their hands were tied tightly with ropes again, and the soldiers in charge of escorting them were rough and brutal, pushing them mercilessly. In this way, the group walked out of the suffocating cell slowly and leisurely.
At the same time, in front of the law enforcement hall on the other side, a huge plaque was hung high above it. The plaque was completely black, exuding a solemn and solemn feeling. And the words "Justice and Integrity" carefully written in thick black ink
These four large characters written in a flamboyant style are even more eye-catching, as if they are showing the world the clean and honest style and upright integrity upheld by the interior of this hall.
Fan Linghua, dressed in a gorgeous official robe, sat on one side, with a dignified and majestic demeanor. In the center, stood a tall and slightly fat old man, who was none other than the famous first-line judge of the royal capital, Zhang Wenyuan.
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