Chapter 17: The Case Is Closed
Hearing Zhao Xiangen's question, He Huogen woke up from a faint coma, looked at Zhao Xiangen sitting on the Taishi chair, and said cryingly: "My lord, I really haven't seen him, I haven't seen him, I really don't know where he is?" I really don't know! ”
When Zhao Xiangen heard this, he still wanted to be hard-mouthed, he really didn't know how powerful I was, so he said: "You Diao Min, you dare to make a quick move against the arrest, do you know that this is a rebellion?" While it's still too late, tell the truth, and you can still save your family, otherwise, the whole family will have to die with you, don't you say it? ”
"Adult, the little one really didn't kill anyone, the little one didn't see him after Zhao Zhu left that day, how could the little one have the courage to kill, the little one has been an honest man all his life, and he never dared to get along with others, let alone killing, he didn't quarrel, you have to believe me, adult. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info" He Huogen replied.
Zhao Xiangen saw that he was soft and hard, so he stood up leisurely, walked to a stove, and took out the iron soldering piece in the stove, only to see that the iron soldering was already red from the fire, and there was terrifying white smoke. Zhao Xiangen walked to He Huogen's side with an iron soldering piece and burned it on his chest.
With a "snort", the red solder fell on the person's chest, and a large piece of meat on the chest was instantly cooked, accompanied by a snort, it was an even more miserable cry of pain, He Huogen only felt a huge pain that instantly permeated his whole body, and every hair of his own hair stood up, and the huge pain exceeded his tolerance limit, and soon He Huogen's mind was blank and he fainted.
Zhao Xiangen smiled coldly, he had seen more of this kind of scene, and he didn't know that he should add another fire at this time, so he ordered someone to douse He Huogen with cold water to wake him up.
A large basin of cold water poured on He Huogen's body, and slowly He Huogen regained consciousness, but the huge pain made his spirit collapse, and the whole person thought he was dying.
"Don't say it yet? In this torture room, no one has ever walked out of here, the flying dragon has to be coiled for me, and the tiger has to lie on my stomach, slow down you little shrimp. Zhao Xiangen said proudly.
At this time, He Huogen's heart has been completely desperate, recalling his life, it can be described as accomplishing nothing, the nest is full of money, He Huogen was born in a family that is quite wealthy, he has a sister-in-law, this sister-in-law is spicy, savage, he also has an elder brother, this brother is fierce, vicious, all the property left by his father is occupied, only gave him a crooked grass house, at this time He Huogen picked up the kitchen knife, to find the eldest brother desperately, but when he came to the door of the eldest brother, he did not have the courage to open the door, Thinking of the majestic and vicious appearance of the eldest brother and sister-in-law on weekdays, He Huogen is gone, it's okay, there is no money, I will earn it with my two hands, there is no house, I will earn it with my two hands, there is no land, I will earn it with my two hands. As long as you are down-to-earth and down-to-earth, are you still afraid that you won't be able to make money? So He Huogen returned home, took his wife and children to live a stable life, and worked honestly. But there is a saying in China since ancient times, people are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, He Huogen's behavior and experience spread out, a hooligan hit his idea, and forcibly occupied the broken grass house in his house, although the house is dilapidated and worthless, but it is also a house, and it is still okay to live a few days with money. He Huogen picked up the kitchen knife again, and when he looked at the fierce and vicious eyes of this hooligan, He Huogen turned around and left, just a broken house, and then make money later. Since then, He Huogen has wandered around with his wife and children, I don't know how many people have been beaten, I don't know how many people have been scolded, God has eyes, when he arrived in Wujia Village, he met the only noble person in his life, he is the old chief of Wujia Village, he is very good, let himself stay, and the family has lived a stable life since then. Who knows that bad luck still didn't let him go, when a catcher found his house and said that he wanted to marry his daughter as a concubine, everyone knew that he was a ruffian, and beat a little wife to death, who was unlucky when he met such a person, and who was willing to marry his daughter to him? But at this time, He Huogen was already a man in his forties, and when he was young, there was still a fire, although it didn't come out, but after all, and now he, the only bit of temper he has has long been worn out by life, He Huogen knelt on the ground and begged to catch it quickly, hoping that he could spare his family a lot, but his kneel begging had no value. Thinking of his own life, He Huogen felt heartache, at this time he didn't care about life and death.
It can be said that He Huogen is a microcosm of thousands of ordinary people in ancient times, they are very ordinary, ordinary enough to be despised, they just want to live a good life, live a peaceful life, and their wives and children go through this life peacefully, some people beat him, some people scolded him, some people bullied him, endure it and it will pass, it doesn't matter, where will people be so smooth sailing in their lives.
Zhao Xiangen saw that he didn't care about himself, and he was even more angry, okay, you He Huogen, when Lao Tzu I speak, am I farting? The tiger doesn't make a threat, you still treat me as a sick cat? "Go, bring that iron brush," Zhao Xiangen ordered his opponent.
Then Zhao Xiangen said to He Huogen: "There are more than 100 kinds of Lao Tzu's torture tools, I want to see how hard your bones are, and you have the ability to try them one by one for Lao Tzu." He laughed.
He Huogen also smiled, and two lines of tears flowed from his eyes, daughter-in-law, child, it's not that I don't protect you, it's that I don't have the ability, I'm incompetent, if I owe you, I'll pay it back in the next life! I saw He Huogen clench his teeth suddenly, and then his whole body convulsed, slowly, his movements became smaller and smaller, and his breath became weaker and weaker.
The two catchers quickly pried his mouth open, and a piece of tongue fell out, a bloody tongue.
"Head, he's dead." A catcher said to Zhao Xiangen.
Zhao Xiangen was stunned for a moment and said, "Committed suicide in fear of sin?" When was this? ”
The catcher was also stunned when he heard this, and then immediately understood, and said: "About an hour ago, hey, there is something I can't think of, why bother!" ”
Zhao Xiangen said: "Since the prisoner has committed suicide in fear of crime, then report it to the county lord, so that the case can be closed as soon as possible and give an explanation to the bitter master." After speaking, Zhao Xiangen left the cell leisurely.
A missing case has been decided, such unjust cases, false cases, wrong cases, in ancient times, there are as many as a cow's hair, in the case of no witnesses at the scene of the crime, as long as the murderer does not leave obvious clues, then this kind of case is basically not expected to be solved, the solved case is very rare, and there is a lot of luck in it. Many times, even if the murderer is caught, as long as he runs away on the spot, then he runs to other counties or other prefectures, then you basically don't want to arrest him back, there is no photo, he just needs to change his name, and he can continue to live, this is the gap between the times.