Wu Xiang was extremely shocked. He never expected that the murderer of this case would be involved in the death of the young master of the Bo family. Bo Ruoyou continued: "Thirteen years ago, my younger brother and I traveled along the Luo River with our family. After that, I went missing with my younger brother, and after one night, I was found passed out by the side of the road, but my younger brother disappeared.”
Wu Xiang immediately asked: "Then you haven't seen the murderer?"
Bo Ruoyou's throat hurt, "I... At that time I was overly frightened and fell ill, I have already forgotten what happened back then, including now, I can't remember—"
Wu Xiang was stunned for a moment, then Bo Ruoyou continued: "Seven days later, my younger brother's body was found on the beach of the Luohe River. Poor, many doubts have been found, I suspect that my brother's death was also murdered by similar means."
Wu Xiang was a little hard to digest for a short time, he looked at Bo Ruoyou, then at Huo Weilou, and suddenly said: "Then you want to attend the interrogation?"
Bo Ruoyou looked determined, "Yes."
For the interrogation in the prison of the government office, only officials from the government office could be present. Needless to say, Huo Weilou is a nobleman, but it is the first time for Bo Ruoyou to see a prisoner interrogated in the prison.
Li Shen has been brought to the torture room for interrogation. He is sick and skinny, and a crow blue cotton robe is stained with mud. At this moment, his hands and feet are tied with iron chains, and his back is a bit bent. When Bo Ruoyou entered the door, he found an inexplicable calm in him.
Wu Xiang had someone move the open chair over to let Bo Ruoyou and Huo Weilou sit down, and then walked to Li Shen's side. Li Shen's head was lowered, but when he heard the sound, he raised his head, then looked around the torture room, and found that there were too many people in the room. When she was a woman, Li Shen's eyes stayed on Bo Ruoyou for a moment, and then looked at Wu Xiang calmly.
When interrogating a prisoner, there is no one with a pleasant face, Wu Xiang frowned, with a cold expression on his face, "Li Shen?"
Li Shen lifted his eyelids and glanced at him. He looked haggard, with disheveled temple hair, and his face was even more morbidly pale. There were indeed some purple scars on his exposed wrists, and his eyes were bloodshot. Horror.
Suddenly, Li Shen twitched the corners of his lips. As soon as he smiled, the gloomy feeling on his face dissipated, revealing a bit of strange gentleness, "It's me, my name is Li Shen."
"The Taoist Xuanling is also you?"
"it's me."
Wu Xiang narrowed her eyes, "Do you understand why we arrested you?"
Li Shen was short of breath, and suddenly bent over to cough. He coughed extremely violently, but his face was still pale. When the cough was over, he straightened his back and leaned on the back of the chair to pant, "Ming, understand—"
Seeing that he didn't make any excuses, Wu Xiang frowned even more tightly, "Wen Jin was killed by you?"
Li Shen took a breath, and then said in a calm manner: "You are talking about the young man from Fanyin Inn, right?"
As soon as he mentioned the Fanyin Inn, Wu Xiang immediately raised her eyebrows. Knowing the Fanyin Inn meant that she really recognized Wen Jin. This Li Shen was so big that he admitted that he was the murderer!
"It was him. He was killed on the night of Winter Moon Eleven, but what did you do?"
Li Shen nodded slowly, "Yes."
Wu Xiang couldn't help clenching his teeth. Li Shen was very different from the murderers he had seen in the past. He was not afraid of the government prison. He answered every question, admitted his crimes, and was not afraid of being convicted.
"Why did you hurt him?"
"Because I just think he suits my temperament." Li Shen's tone was very calm, but on such an occasion, it seemed strange, "You have found me, and you have also visited my house and Feiyun Temple if you want to come. , I have been ill, and if I want to live, I have to practice death, but the method of death I practice is different from others."
It really is the art of death! Wu Xiang stared at him firmly: "What's the difference?"
Li Shen talked eloquently, "Others believe in self-cultivation, but in addition to self-cultivation, I also believe in other people's relief. The true god I believe in is the immortal god of Daxing Shifang. This true god governs life and death, and I worship it My own flesh and blood are also enshrined in the service of fairy boys, they are just fairy boys that I worship to the true god."
The more composed he was, the more depressed Wu Xiang felt in his heart, and when he heard the word "they", Wu Xiang became nervous all of a sudden, "They? You murdered more than one person?"
Li Shen coughed again, "I have been ill for several years, and I depended on the protection of the true god, otherwise I would have died..." At this point, he suddenly raised his eyes to look at the roof, as if he could see the sky through the roof. True God, "I like the fairies and true gods that I presented in the past, but this time, I don't seem to like them enough..."
Seeing his expression, Wu Xiang gritted her teeth with hatred, and looked towards Bo Ruoyou, and saw that both Bo Ruoyou and Huo Weilou had condensed expressions, obviously hating and puzzled by this person too .
Wu Xiang settled down, "When did you first start committing such crimes?"
When Li Shen heard this question, he was at a loss for a moment, and then he understood what Wu Xiang meant. He frowned slightly, and began to think seriously. in his body.
After a long time, Li Shen said: "That was more than ten years ago—"
Everyone's hearts were raised, except for the death of the young master of the Bo family, Ming Guilan's kidnapping case was also suspicious. Wu Xiang stared at Li Shen's face, wondering what he would say next.
Li Shen recalled it carefully, but soon, he shook his head, "It's too long ago, I can't remember clearly."
Wu Xiang misplaced her teeth and said in a cold voice: "You can't remember clearly, so I will help you recall. More than ten years ago, did you specifically pick out the nobles in the city?"
Li Shen's expression suddenly changed, as if a little surprised, "You know?"
Wu Xiang sneered, "So you should be able to remember? These nobles are all in the city, and they don't necessarily believe in them. How do you know the identities of these people?"
The corners of Li Shen's lips twitched strangely, "These nobles, no matter what they believe in, they are just superficial. They ask too much, and the true gods will not protect them. Add a few cents of sesame oil money, and you can become a bodhisattva for the world... "
Wu Xiang heard the meaning, and hurriedly asked: "That's when you came into contact with them?"
No matter how urgent and aggressive Wu Xiang's tone was, no matter how fierce and fierce, the expression on Li Shen's face always remained the same. Now he nodded, and his gaze became light again, "Ah, you said that, I remembered That's right... the first young master I took a fancy to was the child of an imperial doctor's family... "