Changsun Wuji returned home and immediately found the butler.

"How is the matter doing?" Changsun Wuji asked.

The housekeeper said: "The Jiang Changtian would never confess. He was a filial son. He had only one old mother back then, and his mother was implicated because of him and was captured by a county magistrate to threaten. As a result, his mother died in a temporary mistake. He was unable to take revenge, but thanks to the adults who looked down on him, he found a reason to withdraw the county magistrate, and he successfully took revenge. Therefore, he was grateful to the adults and would never reveal ours."

"What if? What if he can't stand it and confess?" Changsun Wuji asked.

"It's impossible. These people in the world are the most loyal, so they shouldn't confess." said the butler.

"No, it's still unsafe. Let's find a way to do him and try to do him immediately before he confesses!" Changsun Wuji said fiercely. Obviously, Changsun Wuji would not take the life of a great thief seriously.

On the other side, Jiang Changtian was caught and tied to a chair. They were in a dim cell, lit candles for interrogation. This place was an airtight place, full of musty smell and lifeless. I am afraid that no one would want to come here to go to jail. If such a cell came to the future, it would probably be called a place without humanity. However, this is the model of the cell in this era. Where is there anything that gives criminals human rights?

"Did you confess honestly? Or did you let us use torture?" asked the yamen runner.

Jiang Changtian said directly: "Since I have been caught by you, I have nothing to say. You can kill me!"

But Jing Wen asked immediately: "Do you know? What crime are you doing? Poisoning the prime minister and giving it to the palace. This is a huge crime. If it is serious, then the whole family will be implicated!"

"Hmph, my family is already dead!" Jiang Changtian snorted.

When Jing Wen heard that Jiang Changtian was actually a lonely man, he really couldn't threaten his family.

"Since that's the case, you have to think about it for yourself! Such a big case is not something you can do alone. There are all kinds of concealment, and you and Du Ruhui's servant She have no grudges and grudges. Why do you poison him? So, as long as you confess, you can have hope of survival!" Jing Wen said.

Jiang Changtian was disdainful of Jing Wen's words. Jing Wen had no good idea. He didn't know how to interrogate this way, so he had to leave it to professionals. And professionals were tortured. Jiang Changtian was quickly beaten with a whip, leaving his whole body covered with traces of being whipped. Jiang Changtian was also tough enough that he didn't say a word.

"Next, use a stick!" said the yamen runner.

Soon, the sticks were beaten down, and Jiang Changtian's butt was so shattered that he could not bear it. However, Jiang Changtian was hard enough to hold it back without saying a word. It seemed that ordinary flesh and blood could not be confessed. Jing Wen had no choice but to use his ultimate move.

"You just thought about using this kind of physical pain. Have you ever thought about any mental torture?" Jing Wen said.

"Mental torture? What is that?" the yamen runner didn't know.

Jing Wen brought a lot of candles and lit them one by one. These candles obviously seemed to be celebrating Jiang Changtian's birthday. However, anyone could see Jing Wen's uneasy and kind smile at the bottom.

"Come on! No matter what method you use, grandpa is not afraid!" Jiang Changtian said.

Soon, Jing Wen brought a polished copper basin. Then he used the copper basin as a concentrating thing and placed it on the other side of the candle. The copper basin was polished very brightly, and the light of more than ten candles was reflected to the other side. The other change was Jiang Changtian. Jiang Changtian was unable to open his eyes by this very dazzling light.

"You take turns to interrogate and prevent him from falling asleep. As long as he falls asleep, then wake him up! Torturing him is mental torture. We can change people, and he must be tortured here." Jing Wen said.

"Sir, is this method OK?" asked the yamen runner.

"It's definitely OK!" Jing Wen said.

Next, one day and one night, Jiang Changtian was tortured by this powerful light source. Once the candles were burned, someone would come to change the candles and continue to illuminate them. The yamen runners also took turns to interrogate him, obviously playing wheel battles. Although Jiang Changtian scolded the yamen runners for being unethical and not being righteous enough, he had no choice but torture alone, and his mental torture was beyond the reach of his spirit. He was actually very sleepy and very tired, but the strong light reflected on his head, making him unable to sleep. The yamen runners were still interrogating him in turn, and he soon couldn't stand it.

"Sir, he confessed. He admitted that it was the shopkeeper of Yingxianglou who asked him to poison Lord Du Ruhui, and he didn't know anything else. However, the yamen runners in our entire Chang'an City knew that Yingxianglou was the property of Lord Changsun Wuji." The yamen runners said.

"Yeah, it's very good!" Jing Wen said.

Jing Wen continued, "Where is that palace maid?"

"When he was the housekeeper of Lord Du, he was matched by the shopkeeper of Yingxianglou to get to know them. The palace maid liked money very much, so he took out the money to hook up and got into it all at once. Later, the story of the east window was revealed, and the palace maid wanted to escape. Jiang Changtian was just playing with the palace maid, so he silenced him. But when the palace maid saw Jiang Changtian coming, he swallowed up his reliance portrait, trying to preserve the evidence and let us avenge him. Jiang Changtian did not dare to open the belly. If it was opened, it would have a great impact, so he could only stay. However, he did not expect that our coroner would open the belly, so he was implicated." The yamen runner said.

At this time, a yamen run over and said, "Sir, it's not good! Jiang Changtian wanted water just now, so someone brought water, but Jiang Changtian died as soon as he drank the water. The one who brought water immediately committed suicide!"

"Damn it, what a cruel method! But fortunately we were one step earlier, otherwise the clues might have been cut off again!" Jing Wen said.

"Sir, what should I do this time? This involves Lord Changsun!" said the yamen runner.
Chapter completed!