In just a few days, Su Wen's trick actually worked.
They, who were as solid as a rock, became anxious, worried that if they confessed too late, they would end up being the ones to take the blame.
As I watched, I became very anxious, and eventually I took the initiative to confess.
Unfortunately, Su Wen didn't seem too busy and ignored them, only questioning the people in the solitary cell again.
Gradually, everyone felt uneasy. They couldn't stay quiet in their cells and started talking about the things they had done.
Qiao Yuchen was a prominent figure outside, receiving adoration wherever he went, but upon arriving at this place, his expression and gaze changed.
Finally, he arrived before Magistrate Feng Dasen.
"Lord Feng, I have good news for you. Your son died in the fire at the Li family's residence."
From the moment he arrived, Magistrate Feng Dasen remained remarkably calm. He sat in a corner, neither eating nor drinking, and did not make a fuss like the others. He seemed to be just a lay monk in deep meditation, no different from anyone else.
Upon hearing this, tears streamed down his face, his eyes which had been closed.
Qiao Yuchen didn't care about the arrogant attitude of the person.
The reason they conducted the secret interrogation here was that they knew there would be many unexpected events on the way back to the capital, and even greater events awaited them once they arrived in the capital.
It would be much easier to conduct investigations if we simply settled down here.
Su Wen was originally from the Dali Temple. Having served there for so long, he had already developed feelings for someone else.
Originally, he saw only black and white, but now he has changed. He is no longer so fixated on black and white, but his desire to send those damned people to the guillotine has become even stronger.
The methods used now are more moderate and less direct than before.
Unexpectedly, what he initially worried about was not much, but in just a few days, he discovered just how terrifying the human heart truly is.
That's it, we use everything, just drinking tea and chatting.
Those who chatted were nearly driven to despair, while those who didn't chat were like ants on a hot plate, suffering even more.
To Su Wen, he was like a frog being slowly boiled in water, waiting for someone to die.
Qiao Yuchen was different; he didn't like this method.
No matter how good the rumors outside are, you can't deny what you've been through. The thought that Chen Siyuan saved your life makes you furious.
This anger can only be vented on certain people.
Seeing that Feng Dasen was not speaking, he simply gestured to a small box on the ground, saying, "These are your son's things, keep them safe."
After Qiao Yuchen finished speaking, he left.
The usually composed Feng Dasen could no longer remain calm.
Trembling, I picked up the small box and saw that inside was a tiny finger.
Seeing the still charred fingers, his heart trembled. That was his only son, and the vast Feng family still needed his son to carry on the family line.
Unexpectedly, his son perished in the fire at the Li family's residence...
Having served as a county magistrate for so many years, he quickly realized something was amiss. How could he not know his son's character? How could he possibly go to the Li family?
He despised those snobbish merchants the most, so why would they come to the Li family on their own initiative? That's impossible.
But then a person suddenly came to mind, and she opened her eyes wide, trembling as she held the iron box, bursting into tears.
Now he realizes whether he was really wrong. If it weren't for him, how could his son have ended up like this?
Overcome with excitement, he accidentally knocked over the metal box. He quickly knelt down to pick up the severed finger, but as he turned to leave, he stared at the little finger in front of him. After examining it closely, he suddenly smiled.
Those in the same cell thought that Feng Dasen had driven himself mad because he saw that all was lost.
Only he knew in his heart that this was indeed a little finger, but not his son's. It was only because his son's little finger was naturally slightly curved, a symbol of their family's genetics. The fact that this one didn't have it gave him hope.
"Qiao Yuchen, come out here."
"Qiao Yuchen, I need to see you!"
"Qiao Yuchen, I have something to say."
“Qiao Yuchen.......”
Feng Dasen knew his son was still alive; all he wanted to know was how his son was doing.
Unfortunately, Qiao Yuchen never came back after that.
He hasn't been seen for several days.
Later, Feng Dasen vaguely learned from the prison guard that his son had been with Li Ming recently, and he didn't know why Li Ming was suddenly stabbed in the abdomen. Later, the three of them who were drinking together went to visit Li Ming, just as a fire broke out at Li's house.
Having served as an official for many years, how could Feng Dasen not know the strangeness of the matter?
He was eager to know the truth, but unfortunately, apart from the jailer, no one spoke to him.
......
Qiao Yuchen and Su Wen both knew the situation inside, but they didn't seem to be in a hurry. They weren't in a hurry to interrogate or find out who the mastermind was. They seemed to be just officials who had been sent there, and everything was just going through the motions.
That day, they gathered together again for drinks.
Su Wen admired Qiao Yuchen immensely.
After a few drinks, people who weren't very familiar with each other gradually found common ground.
Su Wen raised his wine glass and clinked it with Qiao Yuchen's. "Young General, are you really not planning to go to the Dali Temple?"
The interrogation method was suggested by Qiao Yuchen. This method was convenient and effective, much better than the previous methods of extracting confessions through words and actions.
Qiao Yuchen glanced at him, too lazy to look at someone so unambitious.
If it weren't for the fact that the two of them were working on the case together, he really would have left.
"Young General, perhaps you..."
Chen Siyuan was bored and heard that the two of them were drinking. Knowing that they seemed to have a lot of free time lately, she came over.
Qiao Yuchen was incredibly arrogant, but his expression changed instantly when he saw Chen Siyuan.
"Why did you come out?" he said, taking the wine jar from the woman's hands and quickly helping Chen Siyuan sit down.
"I'm fine." Chen Siyuan was speechless. She had lost too much blood that day, but Wang Li had replenished it all, and she was perfectly fine now.
"It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright." When Qiao Yuchen thought about the scene that day, he wished he could kill Huo Ye, but he didn't have the chance.
They left that place safely that day, and once everything was settled, the fire disappeared.
It seems that the fire industry came specifically for that mechanism.
Their time together was very short, but even Chen Siyuan admired his abilities.
organ.
This is extremely important.
If they had such talent around them, they would be laughing in their sleep.
Chen Siyuan knew that it was best not to hold onto many things.
Just like some people's encounters are a matter of fate.
Meeting is fate, and parting is also for reasons that cannot be explained.
There's no need to force things that are beyond our control.
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