If you don't get punished, let everyone leave? One of the captains couldn't hold back and said, "Liang Bin's mouth is so tight that he refuses to speak after being bitten to death. With the torture instruments removed, the more he can't ask the truth."
"Yeah." Another person replied softly, "There has never been such an interrogation method."
Wang Yanqing knew that she was a raw face and a woman, and these people would not listen. She looked at Lu Heng, Lu Heng's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "Do as she said."
Several Jin Yiwei had resentful expressions on their faces, but no matter how dissatisfied they were, they did not dare not to obey Lu Heng's orders. They went into the cell to move things, and Wang Yanqing stood at the intersection, watching the dark and terrifying torture instruments pass in front of them. She didn't even dare to think what these were used for, and patiently avoided her eyes.
Lu Heng stood beside him with an indifferent expression, as if this was something that was unusual. The last Jin Yiwei came out. He quickly glanced at Wang Yanqing and clasped his fists at Lu Heng: "Commander, everything is arranged inside."
Lu Heng gave a "hmm", lowered his head and asked Wang Yanqing, "Qingqing, can you go in alone? Do you want me to accompany you?"
Wang Yanqing shook his head: "No need. Liang Bin doesn't know me, but he knows you. He knows that you are the commander, so he has some precautions in his heart, and there are some things he won't say. It's enough for me to go in by myself."
Since Wang Yanqing said no, Lu Heng no longer insisted. He nodded and said, "I'm just outside, if the situation is not right, call me right away."
Wang Yanqing should be fine. She didn't care about the obvious suspicion of her gaze, and quietly walked inside. After the people left, Jin Yiwei walked to Lu Heng's side, looking hesitant to say anything: "Commander, Liang Bin came from a family of thousands of households. He is thoughtful, smart and vicious, and his knowledge is much better than ordinary people. She went in and asked questions. , will Liang Bin get the news out of it instead?"
Lu Heng was noncommittal, he raised his eyes, his eyes fell silently on the slender figure in front of him. There was a gloomy wind in the prison, and the torches on the walls were bright and dim, and the light of the fire swept across his side face, half of which was as white as jade, and the other half was hidden in darkness, like a ghost.
Lu Heng asked in a light voice, "Is the darkroom ready?"
The subordinate nodded: "Brothers are ready, please command the envoy to move."
Lu Heng casually teased Ye Sa and strode towards the dark room: "It's up to her to see who will be trapped."
The prison is gloomy and dark, with many secret rooms hidden. Sometimes there is no one in the passage, but in fact, it can be seen clearly in the dark room. Liang Bin's cell is one of the places that can be monitored by a dark room.
Lu Heng walked into the dark room, and when the people below saw it, they immediately moved to the seats diligently. Lu Heng waved his hand, indicating that they should not be too busy, and slowly paced to the dark window.
At this moment, outside the window, Wang Yanqing was pulling open the door of Liang Bin's cell and entering lightly. Just now when Jin Yiwei withdrew, he opened the lock of Liang Bin's cell, and Wang Yanqing could open it with just one pull.
There was a man sitting in the corner. His hands and feet were chained, and he sat on the hay with his head down. Even when he heard someone coming in, he didn't raise his eyes. After spending a day in prison, his description quickly became haggard, and there were bruises on his face, which should have been left by Liang Wenshi's interrogation by Jin Yiwei before he committed suicide.
Wang Yanqing entered the door, looked around at the environment in the cell, and said, "It's really cold here, can that pile of thatch keep out the cold?"
A woman's voice suddenly sounded in the cell, Liang Bin raised his head and glanced, and when he saw Wang Yanqing, he lowered his head again, showing a lack of interest and refusal to cooperate. Wang Yanqing was not annoyed at being ignored. She took two steps in the cell and saw that there was ice in the corner, and there was a vague mouse hole. There was an armchair in the open space. Come in, they don't move out.
Luckily she wore platform boots, otherwise she wouldn't be able to stand. Wang Yanqing thought this and said, "You should know that your mother has already hanged herself."
Hearing this, Liang Bin finally reacted. He looked up, his eyes were red, his jaw clenched tightly, and he asked numbly and fiercely, "Are you here to taunt me for them? I've said it before, I don't know anything."
ridicule? Wang Yanqing said nothing, thinking that this word is very interesting. She smiled, sat on the wooden chair next to her, clasped her hands on her knees, lowered her gaze, and looked at Liang Bin as much as possible: "I'm sorry about your mother, my condolences."
The flesh on Liang Bin's cheeks twitched, as if he thought this was a new type of torture method, first find a woman to let him relax, and then use torture. Liang Bin turned his face away, still looking like he couldn't get in.
And Wang Yanqing did not rush to ask about the case. Instead, she said to Liang Bin like a sister next door talking, "You mother and son should have a good relationship. I heard people say that you were smart when you were young and learned everything quickly. Is it true that if you recite a thousand-character script, you can recite hundreds of ancient poems at the age of five?"
Liang Bin looked surprised, obviously not understanding what Wang Yanqing was doing. At this time, there was a knock on the door behind him, Wang Yanqing turned around, and saw a brocade guard standing outside the wooden fence. He held a brocade pad in his hand, clasped his fists at Wang Yanqing, and said, "Miss Wang, I forgot to give you something when I moved things just now. Get the cushion ready."
Wang Yanqing stood up and said in surprise, "Thank you." She wanted to take something from Jin Yiwei, but Jin Yiwei avoided her movements and said with her eyes down, "I don't dare to bother the girl. Please continue."
Jin Yiwei spread Wang Yanqing's seat, pressed the four corners firmly, and then bowed down. Wang Yanqing sat on a much thicker seat, but she couldn't feel the coolness anymore. Although there was no evidence, Wang Yanqing subconsciously felt that this was what Lu Heng ordered.
How did he know she was sitting on the cold chair and he could see it? Since she can see it, why bother, she is sitting on a chair, but not on the ground, how can she be cold in such a short time
Wang Yanqing's mind was confused, and Liang Bin stared at her with a surprised look, not knowing what medicine they were selling in the gourd. Wang Yanqing quickly put his mind away, focused again, stared at Liang Bin and asked, "Since you are so talented, why didn't you study for the exam?"
Civil servants and military officers are two systems in Daming. Civil officers have studied since childhood, and only after passing the exam can they become officials in the dynasty, while military officers are hereditary. Fathers are generals, sons are generals, fathers are soldiers, and so are their children and grandchildren when they grow up.
Like Lu Heng, Liang Bin is from a wealthy family of Jinyiwei, but the Liang family is not as long as the Lu family, and their position is not as high as that of the Lu family. But being born in Jinyiwei does not mean that you can't take the path of a civil servant. As long as you can pass the imperial examination, you can still be an official.
Liang Bin lowered his head, clenched the grass under his body, and said, "I was sent to a private school when I was a child, but I can't read it later, forget it."
The imperial examination was a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops and horses. There were many squires and civil servants, but there were many smart children. Liang Bin could memorize poems when he was a child, which did not mean that he could keep up with him when he grew up. Liang Bin has been reading for two years, and the content of the scriptures has become more and more boring.
After all, if there are ready-made official positions in the family, who wants to work hard for ten years
Wang Yanqing nodded, as if she had forgotten her purpose, and started chatting with Liang Bin seriously: "What a pity. Do you remember the year you entered the private school?"
Liang Bin leaned against the wall, his eyes floated slightly to the upper right, and he said uncertainly, "It seems to be the second year of Jiajing."
Wang Yanqing responded and asked, "Which month?"
"March."
"It turned out to be spring." Wang Yanqing couldn't help but think of the spring of the second year of Jiajing. At that time, she should have come to the capital to study and practice martial arts with her second brother, but in retrospect, her memory in the Lu family was empty, and there was even a shadow. nothing. Wang Yanqing interrupted after thinking for a moment. She still looked at Liang Bin's face and asked, "What did you learn after entering the private school? Do you remember the first article?"
Liang Bin thought Wang Yanqing was really weird. She came with Commander Lu, and she appeared in the cell late at night just to recall the past and chat with him? Liang Bin didn't know why, so he picked up a few words and recited them to Wang Yanqing.
After listening, Wang Yanqing patted her palms and said, "It's been so long, and you can still memorize it. It's really good for your memory. If you continue to read in the private school, you might be able to get a title today."
Liang Bin was not happy when he heard the forced smile. However, Wang Yanqing seemed to have opened a chat box and said, "You have a good endorsement, and you can learn martial arts quickly. A smart child like you must be very popular with your elders, right? How is your relationship with your father?"
After Wang Yanqing came in, he did not shout or kill, nor did he sneer, but asked him warmly about his childhood. Wang Yanqing's attitude was so good, Liang Bin was embarrassed to keep his face cold, his attitude melted unconsciously, and he recalled the past with Wang Yanqing's words.
When he was young, he was favored by his father. His eldest brother was withdrawn and gloomy. He didn't like dancing with knives and guns. He didn't even study serious books well, and he always made his father angry. However, he is lively and clever, and he showed excellent athletic talent from a very young age. His father liked him very much and often held him by his side, but it was a pity that he was not the eldest son.
He has a majestic and loving father, a young and pampered mother, and a perfect family. If, without that pair of siblings.
Liang Bin felt sad, lowered his eyes, and said, "I have a good relationship with my father. My father values me very much, and I have been working hard to get his approval."
Wang Yanqing stared at the expression on Liang Bin's face. His eyes drooped, his lips pursed slightly, the muscles at the corners of his mouth were down, and his arms wrapped around him. Wang Yanqing had an idea in his mind, and finally began to ask about the case: "My condolences. On the 16th of last month, your eldest brother Liang Rong was murdered. What were you doing on the 16th day?"
The muscles on Liang Bin's face tightened in an instant, and the small movements such as pursing his mouth and drooping his eyes disappeared. His face was hard and he said like a wooden man: "Nothing, just as usual."
"From the time you got up in the morning, repeat everything you did that day."
Liang Bin had no choice but to reminisce one by one: "I was getting up at this hour, had breakfast in the room, went to greet my mother, had a conversation with my mother, and then went back to the house to stay until noon..."
Wang Yanqing did not wait for Liang Bin to finish, but interrupted: "When are you going to greet Liang Wenshi?"
Liang Bin thought for a while and said, "About the hour."
Wang Yanqing nodded: "Continue."
Liang Bin struggled to pick up what he just said: "It's the same in the afternoon, I slept and went outside to find friends..."
"When are you going out?"
"I can't remember, it's about time."
Wang Yanqing nodded lightly and asked, "When are you having lunch?"
The more time he asked, the more he went back, Liang Bin could only go back and think, "Just the usual time for dinner, it's noon."
"Who were the people who ate the meal that day?"
"Mother, me, eldest brother, eldest sister." Liang Bin quickly pursed his lower lip and said, "The rules left by my father are for the whole family to use for lunch."
Wang Yanqing responded softly and said, "Go ahead."
Liang Bin thought for a while before picking up on what he just said, and said slowly: "I stayed at a friend's house for an afternoon, and after a few tricks with him, I came back after seeing that it was getting dark."
After Liang Bin finished speaking, he paused for a moment, thinking that Wang Yanqing would ask, but Wang Yanqing said nothing. Liang Bin had no choice but to continue: "After I got home, I caught up to eat. After dinner, I went back to the house and stayed by myself. I was sweaty that afternoon, and I came back very tired at night. I went to bed very early after washing up."
Liang Bin's tone was slow, without ups and downs, as if he was describing a boring and long day. Wang Yanqing asked, "What time is it after you go back to the house?"
Liang Bin fixedly looked at Wang Yanqing, his eyes did not flicker, "Xu Shi."
Wang Yanqing also looked back at him and asked, "When did you go to bed?"
"Hai Shi."
"Have you ever been out on the way?"
Liang Bin didn't even think about it, and quickly said, "No."
Wang Yanqing nodded slowly, she lowered her head and fiddled with her small heater, the core of the heater was a little weak after a long time. She seemed to forget that she was interrogating Liang Bin, and after a long pause, she finally remembered that Liang Bin was still there: "I'm sorry, I forgot you were still waiting. This hand stove is not very easy to use, sorry. Your house is opposite Liang Rong. Did you hear anything unusual at night before you went to bed?"
"No."
"Your mother said that Liang Rong was killed by her. When did she go to Liang Rong's house?"
Liang Bin lowered his eyes, the expression on his face became resisted, and said firmly, "I don't know."
"It's also a coincidence. Just before and after, Liang Fu also went to the front yard. She knocked on the door of Liang Rong's door. At that time, the murderer was killing people in the house. Didn't you hear such a big movement?"
Liang Bin's eyes were indifferent, and the flesh on his face didn't move: "I fell asleep and didn't know anything."
Wang Yanqing pursed her lips and smiled, and said, "Liang Rong was reading a book before he died, but there are no scattered books in the room. This book should have been put away by the murderer. Do you know the name of that book?"
Liang Bin's face seemed to be wearing a mask, and his voice did not fluctuate: "I haven't been there, so I don't know."
"You all eat and live together all day. Didn't Liang Rong mention it to you?"
Liang Bin said coldly, "No."
Wang Yanqing raised an eyebrow and declined to comment. Suddenly she changed her tone and asked, "Liang Rong died of suffocation. How do you think your mother killed Liang Rong? With clothes, towels, pillows, or something else?"
Liang Bin still looked at the ground, his face did not fluctuate, but his shoulders tightened: "I don't know."
Wang Yanqing stared at him and said slowly: "What does a person's expression look like when he is suffocating? His eyes will widen, his face will turn red and then purple, and when his hands can't move, he is about to die. Although the methods of being choked to death and hanging are different, the reaction to suffocation is similar. Your mother hanged herself, and when she died, she was in the same pain as Liang Rong."
Liang Bin suddenly shouted, covered his eyes with his arms, and shouted, "Don't say anything, I don't know anything."
Liang Bin had chains on his hands and feet, and Wang Yanqing was not worried that he would attack him. She stood up, looked down at Liang Bin who was holding herself tightly, and said, "Liang Bin, you are lying. You even remember the articles you learned when you first entered the private school, how could you not remember Liang Rong's books? You actually know everything, you know it wasn't Liang Wenshi who went to Liang Rong's house that day, you know when Liang Fu came to knock on the door, and you also know that the bead at the door was not left by your mother when she killed her, but You did something wrong and went to your mother for advice. Your mother stepped on the body in a panic to cover up the traces for you. Now, you have succeeded. Your mother committed suicide in order to take the blame for you. Your father is dead, and your brother is dead. Now, my sister was destroyed to clear her name, and now even your mother is dead, and you are the only one left alive in the whole family."
Liang Bin was stimulated and randomly attacked all around, but was firmly trapped by the chains. When Jin Yiwei outside the prison heard the movement here, he stepped forward with his knife, trying to rescue Wang Yanqing. Wang Yanqing didn't leave, she took a few steps back to hide from the crazy Liang Bin, and still said: "Would you rather Jin Yiwei punish you to ease your guilt? Unfortunately, you won't do it. The Liang family fell apart. , it's all because of you. You have to remember that not only did you kill Liang Rong, but you also killed your mother with your own hands."
Liang Bin covered his face and shouted, Jin Yiwei stepped forward and stabbed him heavily on the crook of his leg. When Liang Bin's legs became weak, he rushed forward uncontrollably, followed by severe pain in his shoulders. Before he could react, Jin Yiwei cut his hands backwards and pushed him to the ground.
His face was pressed against the cold and hard ground, his neck seemed to be twisted and broken, and he couldn't even raise his head. In his shaky vision, he saw a pair of light gray boots approaching. A woman stopped in front of him, she was cold and beautiful, spotless, clean like the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saved the suffering. She squatted with her skirt up, looked directly at him, and sighed with pity in her eyes: "Dare to act or not, how is it different from a villain? Even animals know the grace of kneeling and breastfeeding, is this how you repay your mother who loved you since childhood? "
Wang Yanqing stared at Liang Bin's face and gave the final blow: "Your father clearly has high hopes for you. If he knew what you did, how would Jiuquan see you?"
Liang Bin's eyes were empty, Dou Da's tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and his heart collapsed: "I'm sorry for my mother."
The author says:
Prison Special Talent - Qingqing.