Because the Overwatch Council is directly under the command of His Majesty the Emperor, Qing Kingdom's sky prison is not located in the Ministry of Criminal Justice, nor in Dali Temple. The location of the sky prison is not far from the Overwatch Council, just around the corner. If something happens, they can immediately provide assistance. At least on the surface, Wang Qinian was no longer a member of the Overwatch Council, but with Fan Xian's waist card, the two of them easily gained the trust of the guards and entered the sky prison.
The two iron doors of the dungeon opened silently, without the gloomy sound of grinding iron that Fan Xian imagined. After carefully inspecting the badges, the guard in charge respectfully invited the two of you to enter, and then closed the iron gate from the outside.
Inside the iron gate is a long downward corridor, with dimly lit oil lamps on both sides. The top of the stone steps feels slippery, but there is no speck of moss. It seems that it has been carefully maintained on weekdays. Walking down, one could see guards at intervals. These guards looked inconspicuous, but Fan Xian looked carefully and found that they were all characters above rank four.
I don't know how long I've been walking, the air has become a bit turbid, and when it merges with the turbid lights around, people's feelings become a little dull, it seems that this place has already left the fresh world, but has reached the vicious place of the underworld.
"My lords, please show me the relevant documents or the Inner Palace Handbook." A cell boss with cloudy eyes glanced at Wang Qinian.
Wang Qinian was very respectful to the cell boss, and handed over Fan Xian's badge. The cell boss looked very old, and the wrinkles on both sides of his cheeks had been squeezed into ridges of dry soil after being washed by fine water. He took the badge and looked at Wang Qinian with strange eyes: "Xiao Wang, have you been promoted?"
Wang Qinian turned sideways respectfully, letting Fan Xian who was wrapped in a gray and black robe behind him, and introduced, "Accompany this lord to come to the trial today." Putting on the weight of this waist card, he nodded for a moment, took out the key from the table, opened the door beside him, and waved his hands to invite the two of them in.
Fan Xian frowned, wondering if he was going to ask Si Lili through the fence later? He didn't want to expose his voice in front of too many people, so he turned around and gave Wang Qinian a look.
Wang Qinian smiled and shook his head.
Seeing the iron gate close behind him, Fan Xian asked curiously, "Why are you afraid of him?"
Wang Qinian said with a sad face: "He is the former head of the Seventh Division. He has been in prison all his life. When he is released for a few years, he would rather come back and continue to be the head of the prison. He said he likes the smell of blood here. Do you think such a person , can I not be afraid?"
Fan Xian shuddered, thinking that the Overwatch Council was really a bunch of perverts. Back then, his mother paid for such a monstrous institution, so I really don't know what she thought.
According to the previous greetings, the two easily found the cell where Si Lili was being held. Looking at the pretty woman inside the fence, Fan Xian frowned. A weak woman was imprisoned in such a terrible place, but her posture and demeanor were still calm and composed. It seemed that she must be a well-trained character in Northern Qi. But then I thought, it seems that Si Lili is not really a powerful person, otherwise he would not have escaped from the capital at the beginning, but would have thrown himself into a trap, chasing and biting a few big shots indiscriminately, making Qing's government uneasy every day .
Fan Xian didn't know that his deduction was very consistent with the official who escorted Si Lili back to Beijing. He took off the gray robe covering his head, looked at Si Lili, and said softly, "Miss Lili."
Si Lili had known for a long time that someone outside the fence was coming. He just arrived in the capital today, and someone came to start the trial. He seemed to take him very seriously, so he deliberately put on a calm expression, but... he didn't expect it to be Fan Son!
"Mr. Fan?" Si Lili was extremely surprised, but forcibly held back his voice.
"Miss Si, it's been more than a month since we left Zuixianju, and we really didn't expect to see each other again on such an occasion." Thinking back to the time when they shared the same bed, their fingers were full of fragrance, and their tongues were entwined. He never thought that this woman was actually a spy of Beiqi.
Si Lili didn't know what he thought of, his face darkened and he said, "I never thought that Mr. Fan would be so secretive."
Fan Xian sighed quietly: "The skinny jade looks like Xiao Yi's water head, the wind should be clear at night and the dew should be autumn. I even teach Xianji to stand next to him, and he is the best in the world. I thought that even if you and I were just people who happened to travel together in the reverse journey, we could be regarded as extremely good." There is a fate. I really don't understand why the girl has the heart to do such a murderous thing to this subordinate."
This poem is written by Qian Weiyan in his previous life, "Thinking of Bamboo Crane", and it is pure and refined. Fan Xian thinks that since Si Lili is well-known in Jinghua, known as a talented woman, and has always lived in the eyes of everyone's love, she should be a little bit noble in her bones. He deliberately sighed at this moment, intending to weaken the ambition of this female spy. Unexpectedly, Si Lili lowered his head slowly, seemingly unmoved.
Fan Xian sighed again: "You are a beautiful woman, how can you be a thief."
Si Lili smiled sweetly, and she was as beautiful as Lan: "My lord is able to enter this prison to see me. It is not easy to think about his status. Everyone serves their own masters, so why bother talking?"
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Fan Xian sighed and used up his lore poetry, but it turned out to be useless. He smiled wryly, thinking that not every woman is easy to be intoxicated in this kind of scene, and he was a bit too absurd, so he stabilized his mind a little. Already have an extra can of vials.
He threw the small medicine bottle into it, and said coldly: "This is poison. Someone will come to force a confession. If you don't want to suffer, you can swallow it yourself." Lili's side stopped. Si Lili picked up the small porcelain bottle and held it tightly. She never expected that the gentle and amiable Mr. Fan would turn into a person who tempted her to die in the blink of an eye. devil.
If she was willing to die, she would not have escaped from Kyoto in the first place.
Fan Xian calculated this correctly, looked into her eyes, and said softly: "Since you want to kill me, should I still cherish you? Your idea is too ridiculous, since I pointed you to a little Why don’t you thank me for the road that has suffered a lot? A person who is so afraid of death is worthy of being a spy.”
Si Li gritted his teeth rationally, and raised his head full of hatred. A pair of deep eyes pierced through his slightly messy hair, and stared at Fan Xian's face.
Fan Xian's face was quiet: "Don't say such things as risking your life and forgetting to die. In fact, you are not a stupid person. You know that even if you confess to the high officials of the court who colluded with Bei Qi, you will inevitably die in the end, so you just grit your teeth and say no." explain."
Si Lili suddenly felt that Mr. Fan's voice was getting farther and softer, but it was getting more and more terrifying.
"I'm not from the imperial court. I just want to find that person and take revenge."
"I would like to make a deal with you."
"Besides trusting me, you have no other way to go."
Fan Xian spoke calmly, but his words were extremely cold, his voice became lower and lower, as if he was talking to himself: "I am a person who doesn't mind torture women, because you want to kill me first. At the same time I'm a feminist who believes that in a life-and-death struggle, men and women are inherently equal."
After all, he has been digging graves since he was a child, and his superficial cleanliness cannot completely conceal the gloomy terror that occasionally erupts in his bones. Wang Qinian left silently, and asked the prison chief to open the door, while preparing relevant instruments of torture.
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The screams of countless weak women resounded in the deep sky prison!
After a long time, Fan Xian frowned slightly and looked at Si Lili, who had fainted on the haystack, and looked at her bloody fingers, with no expression on his face. On the contrary, Wang Qinian, who had been silent by the side, felt a little strange in his heart. He really didn't expect that such a noble young man could be so calm after seeing the horrible torture scene before. How much unknown cruelty.
"For torture to be effective, it takes at least five days." Wang Qinian swallowed with some difficulty, and explained in a low voice: "Si Lili in front of me is obviously a novice, so he asked adults to force out some information, but in the final analysis it is Trained people, once it comes to a secret that must be kept, and cannot bear the physical pain, they will naturally faint."
When that terrifying cell boss came, Fan Xian had already hidden his face under the gray robe. The head of the cell began to crouch down to clean up the instruments of torture, shaking his head while cleaning up, and said, "My young lord, torture is also a science, and you have to ask it in just half an hour, which in itself is a tribute to us professionals." an insult."
Fan Xian was depressed for a while, and turned sideways to let the prisoner leave. Seeing him go away, he smiled wryly at Wang Qinian and said, "It seems that we should leave it to professionals. We will wait for the news in a few days. I see the defenses here, no one should be able to sneak in and kill them." Just as he was about to leave, Si Lili woke up leisurely, touched the wound on his finger, screamed in pain, and made a fuss on the flower boat on weekdays. The lips and hands that sang and sang, today the hands are ruined, and the lips can only emit a miserable sound.
Fan Xian paused for a moment, turned around and glanced at her through the fence.
Si Lili bit her lower lip, her face was pale, her hair was already wet with cold sweat, her eyes were like a wounded lioness, staring fiercely at Fan Xian's face, as if she wanted to remember all of his appearance in mind.
Fan Xian stood silently watching her like this, and Wang Qinian took the lead to leave some distance away.
"Put away the medicine bottle I gave you just now. If you really can't stand the torture next time, just take it." Fan Xian used death to test the opponent for the second time, with a very indifferent tone.
At this moment, Si Lili finally couldn't help crying, and looked at him with hatred, his eyes were extremely resentful.