Mr. Hu of the Ministry of Justice was from Zhao Gao's first sect. After Zhao Gao's order, he prepared the documents from the Ministry of Justice and wanted to go to the government office to recommend people.

"Mr. Gou, this is a document from the Ministry of Justice. You see, this person should be handed over to my Ministry of Justice." Mr. Hu handed the document in his hand to Gou Neishashi.

Gou Neishi opened the document and looked at it carefully. The seal on the document was still very warm. Obviously, the little brother of Mr. Hu, Zhao Gao, was very attentive to what Zhao Gao ordered.

"There is no problem with the documents, but I can't give them to you." Gou Neisha put the documents on the table and said lukewarmly.

"Mr. Gou, according to the laws of the Qin Dynasty, you should hand over people to me. Today I must take them away." Mr. Hu said angrily. Although Mr. Gou's official position is greater than that of him, the two of them are not in the same system after all, and Mr. Hu was not afraid of it.

"Haha, why is Mr. Hu so anxious to mention people? There is no need to let me say more. If Mr. Hu is plaguing me with the laws of the Great Qin, then I promise that according to the laws of the Great Qin, you will not be able to leave for a month. If you have anything to say, Mr. Hu should just say it straight to the point." Gou Neishun sneered.

The attitude towards Gou Neisha did make Mr. Hu a little helpless. Obviously Gou Neisha is a hunting dog, not something that he could scare by himself, a little fox. Hu Neisha's face was so blue, but there was no way. Everyone is in the system and they are all clear about the law. Maybe it's not possible to do serious things, but they are all good at finding ways to do bad things. Not to mention anything else, now that people are in the government office, Gou Neisha really wants to let him play for ten days and half a month.

"This matter was ordered by Lord Zhao. Please don't make things difficult for me, Brother Gou." As the saying goes, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, Mr. Hu has to give in and say now.

Historian Gou fell down and said in the ear of Mr. Hu, "To be honest, Lord Li's nephew is venting his anger. Now that he hasn't been angry yet, if I ask you to take him away, Lord Li will cause trouble for me. Lord Zhao, you can't afford to offend him, Lord Li, either. It's better to do this. Three days, at most three days later, I will give you the person."

Gou Neishi's words were naturally all signaled by Li Chen. In order not to let Zhao Gao find any clues, he must now push all the things to Li Si, let Li Si fight with Zhao Gao and attract Zhao Gao's attention.

Mr. Hu thought about it and seemed that this was the best way at present, so he had no choice but to agree.

Xianyang City, the government and the prison cells were dark, with only a few oil lamps flashing with faint light. It seemed that even the wind caused by the patrol yamen running away could be extinguished at any time. The sun was not seen here for many years, and it was one of the most filthy places in the entire Xianyang City. The humid air was filled with a smell of blood.

"Ao, ao, ao."

The almost weak sound was made in the prison cell. This was the second day after Xu Jing entered this ghost place. The harsh punishment continued. Xu Jing felt that he was about to run out of oil, but when Xu Jing felt that he was about to die in the next second, these people would stop just the right time and breathe a sigh of relief. The most hateful thing is that he had not been asleep for three days, and these people would not even give him sleep time. Even when he was not punished, someone would stare at him and not allow him to rest. These two days have really made Xu Jing feel that life is worse than death. This taste is really not something that people really want to experience it for the second time.

"Mr. Marquis, the people from the Ministry of Justice have just come to ask for someone. At most, three days. If you don't give him a hand, Zhao Gao will be suspicious." As soon as Mr. Hu left, the moment he came to greet Li Chen immediately.

Three days, three days are not long or short, but Li Chen is really not sure whether he can find out the news he wants. Li Chen thought and looked at Zhao Que.

Zhao Que noticed Li Chen's gaze, then looked through the window at Xu Jing who was interrogating in the next room, and said, "Three days are enough, it should be a result in just one or two days. His physical condition should not last for three days."

Li Chen knew what Zhao Que meant. Under the continuous torture, Xu Jing was already in a state of exhaustion. If he didn't speak within three days, then the only thing waiting for him was death.

Another day later, the torture of the Black Ice Platform seemed to have been taken turns on Xu Jing's body, but the boy's mouth was still like a stone in the pit, stammering.

"Put this cup of medicine into his mouth." Li Chen handed the teacup in his hand to the guard beside him.

"Yes." A guard took the teacup and walked towards Xu Jing.

Xu Jing, who was already angry, seemed to raise his head when he heard the word "medicine", and then hung his head weakly.

It seemed that he knew that this medicine was not a good thing, Xu Jing gritted his teeth and was unwilling to open his mouth. However, Xu Jing, who had been tortured for several days, could not be the opponent of several burly men? His mouth was stretched out and the potion was ruthlessly poured in.

"After drinking this medicine, he will involuntarily tell the truth. After a stick of incense is over, you can ask questions after the medicine takes effect." Li Chen left a sentence at Zhao Que and left.

After Li Chen left, Zhao Que really lived like a year. His heart was like a cat's claws. He was just waiting to see if the medicine was really so magical after a stick of incense.

Time passed minute by minute, and the time of a incense was fleeting.

"Where is the warehouse No. 13 of Jiazi?" Zhao Que asked.

When Xu Jing heard Zhao Que’s question, he shivered suddenly but didn’t say anything.

"Where is the warehouse No. 13 of A??" Zhao Que continued to ask, his tone as if it was already thunderous.

However, Xu Jing still didn't say anything.

"Tell me, you can eat and sleep after you say it. This is not what you want to say. You have been given medicine. Tell me, it's not your fault, it's all the effects of medicine." Zhao Que was inducing it with the words taught by Li Chen.

"Where is the warehouse No. 13 of Jiazi?" This time, Zhao Que's question seemed to be thunderous in Xu Jing's ears.

"The No. 13 warehouse of Jiazi, the No. 13 warehouse of the City Guards, are filled with waste quilts and tents. On weekdays, my subordinates are guarding them." It seems that under the powerful effect of the medicine, Xu Jing's psychology has been defeated. He was so angry that he said the long-lost answer.

"Where is the warehouse No. 15, Jia?" Zhao Que continued to ask.

"The Ministry of Justice's abandoned warehouse, No. 15." Xu Jing was still answering.

"Where is the warehouse No. 17 of Jiazi?" Zhao Que continued.

This time Xu Jing lowered his head and said nothing.

"Where is the number 17 of the character A?"

"Where is the number 17 of Jia?"

"Where is the number 17 of the character A?"

"I don't know, I don't know..."
Chapter completed!