Chapter 162 Questioning
"Sir Zhou, do you need my help?"
Fang Jiading did not feel that he should suspend the interrogation just because something happened to someone else's family. Instead, he looked fair and wanted to help.
"No, nothing, nothing, I won't bother you, Master Fang."
Zhou Hongjing was already somewhat confused by Fang Jiading's scheme, and when he heard that his little daughter was in trouble, his mind was somewhat distracted.
For a while, I could hardly continue the conversation.
"Oh, I'm glad you're alright."
Fang Jiading nodded and stared at Zhou Hongjing again.
Zhou Hongjing felt uneasy when he was looked at by him. He wanted to buy some time to sort things out, but he didn't know how to start.
"Well, then, Lord Fang, I am seriously injured and ill again. Can you let me go... take a bath first? I am very fast and will not keep you waiting for long."
Zhou Hongjing racked his brains and found such an excuse.
Unfortunately, the Fang family came prepared.
"Master Zhou, the wounds on your body have just scabbed over. Do you really want to take a bath? Why not ask the imperial physician to check your pulse and see if you can take a bath."
As he spoke, Fang Jiading looked outside and nodded. A man who looked like an imperial physician came in carrying a medical box.
Zhou Hongjing: “…”
As expected of a person from the Ministry of Justice, he is really capable.
It would have been fine if you just came to ask questions while the patient was sick, but you actually brought the imperial physician with you?
It really is like they don't leave any way for anyone to survive.
"Sir Zhou, I am an expert in gold arrowhead surgery, and I also have extensive experience in fracture and orthopedic surgery. I also occasionally teach the Ministry of Justice's coroners some autopsy techniques.
As for the injuries on your body, I only need to feel your pulse to know whether you are fit to bathe today."
The imperial physician is a real imperial physician, but it is unknown whether what he says is true.
However, Zhou Hongjing reacted quite strongly to his words.
Corpse...corpse..., he is now extremely allergic to this word.
When I heard it, I remembered what happened at Caishikou that day.
He was just injured, why should he let a royal physician who had trained as a coroner feel his pulse?
Is that a pulse check? I'm afraid you're treating him as... something else?
"No... don't bother. I just remembered that the doctor told me not to take a bath immediately after the fever subsided. I was confused because of my illness."
Although Zhou Hongjing didn't want to continue being questioned by Fang Jiading, relatively speaking, he didn't want to see this imperial physician who had taught coroners.
Just ask, he hasn't done anything wrong, so just tell the truth.
Even if you hold up the sky, you will lose the black veil on your head, which is still a long way from death.
But if you were touched by a coroner, it would probably feel no different from death.
"Oh? Did the doctor really tell you so? Then does Lord Zhou need the imperial physician's help for anything else? For example, going to the toilet or changing clothes..."
Fang Jiading didn't mean to force Zhou Hongjing, but he kept finding excuses not to cooperate with the inquiries, which would delay the Ministry of Justice's affairs.
"No need. I won't go to the bathroom or change my clothes. I will just lie on the bed and have a good talk with Lord Fang."
As Zhou Hongjing spoke, he adjusted his posture, giving people the impression that he was determined to stay in bed and no one could pull him up.
"Okay, Lord Zhou, please speak slowly and carefully. I am all ears."
Fang Jiading nodded, and the imperial physician went outside with his medical box to wait.
"Master Fang, where were we just now?"
Zhou Hongjing didn't know where to start, so he decided to let Fang Jiading ask the questions and answer whatever was asked, so as to avoid accidentally saying something irrelevant.
"Was Master Zhao kidnapped and sold to Yuzhou?"
Fang Jiading didn't want to get serious with Zhou Hongjing, so he just started by asking a question.
"yes."
Zhou Hongjing answered yes and waited for Fang Jiading to ask him again.
Fang Jiading: "......"
Do you want to experience the essence of the criminal department's interrogation, 'quick questions and quick answers'?
Then satisfy him for once?
"Have you found the kidnapper who abducted Master Zhao?"
As expected of a quick question, Fang Jiading's speaking speed was almost twice as fast as before.
Zhou Hongjing: “Yes.”
"Have you found Master Zhao?"
Fang Jiading seamless link.
Zhou Hongjing: "Yes... No..."
Fang Jiading: "Yes, yes. No, no."
Zhou Hongjing: “Yes.”
Fang Jiading: "Is it the kidnapper who is chasing you?"
Zhou Hongjing: “Yes.”
Fang Jiading: "Was it the kidnapper who set fire to Duke Xuan's mansion?"
Zhou Hongjing: "...is...isn't it?"
Fang Jiading: "Yes, yes. No, no."
Zhou Hongjing: “Yes.”
Fang Jiading: "Have you found out the identity of the kidnapper?"
Zhou Hongjing: “Yes.”
Fang Jiading: "Did you find out that Master Zhao was sent to a temple in Yuzhou as a sacrifice and sold to a brothel?"
Zhou Hongjing: “Yes.”
Fang Jiading: "Among the three kidnappers, two are real kidnappers, and one is a brothel madam?"
Zhou Hongjing: “Yes.”
Fang Jiading: "Are you sure you have found out the true identities of these three kidnappers?"
Zhou Hongjing: "Yes...sure."
Fang Jiading: "Are you sure that Master Zhao is in the Yuzhou brothel and his life is safe?"
Zhou Hongjing: "Yes...sure."
"Okay, thank you for your cooperation, Master Zhou. We will stop here for today."
After Fang Jiading finished asking the questions, he immediately stood up and said goodbye, without staying in the room for even a moment.
As he asked questions quickly, his breathing rate naturally increased.
Therefore, he breathed in a lot of the increasingly polluted air in the room.
At this time, he felt that his nose, mouth, and even heart and lungs were dirty, and he had to go see a doctor immediately.
"Master, can I...will your old servant help you wash and change your clothes?"
The housekeeper saw Zhou Jiading and his group off and hurried back to Zhou Hongjing's house.
You can tell from the smell that it's Zhou Hongjing peeing without even thinking about it.
I don’t know what Lord Fang said, but it actually scared his father, who has been an official for half his life, so much.
"Go now."
Zhou Hongjing was frightened and angry, but luckily he did not lose his mind.
What did he just answer?
Yes? No? Sure? Not sure?
It sounds simple, but why does he feel like something is wrong?
Ouch, I feel dizzy.
Chu Qinshu and Xiao Hulu, who watched the whole process in the space, also had interesting expressions on their faces.
It was Chu Chengyi who told Chu Qinshu about Fang Jiading's visit to Zhou's house to inquire.
Since Chu Qinshu already has the consciousness of being a little cotton-padded jacket, Chu Chengyi, as a father, naturally has to give her a full sense of security.
Zhou Hongjing wants to plot against him, so let him experience the feeling of being plotted against.
Letting Chu Qinshu watch how she attacks Zhou Hongjing is to let her know that her father is not a fool.
If so, it is also filled with black sesame.
"Master, the question is so simple, what exactly did you ask?"
Ever since the video function was added to the space, Xiao Hulu has watched the interrogation of prisoners in the government office many times.
Although the trial was not held in the government office this time, the atmosphere was not much different from that in the government office.
The person asking the question is upright, while the person answering the question is cowardly and guilty.
One official and one criminal, they are a perfect match.
"What did you ask? Of course you got the answer you wanted."
Chu Qinshu had watched some crime dramas in her previous life, and the way those detectives asked questions was exactly the same as Fang Jiading's.
Often, the simpler a problem sounds, the deeper the pit it contains.
If you answer it wrong, you will fall into the trap.
If no one can answer well, then they will basically be buried.
By the time you react and want to dig yourself out, you may be so tired that you may vomit blood and can't even dig an inch.
"But Zhou Hongjing clearly didn't answer anything."
I can't understand the gourd leaves on the small gourd.
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