After a few days of cultivation, Chen Cong, who was slacking off, slowly left the Qin Palace and went to the yamen to work.

The captain handed over a purse: "Seventh Master, Lord Song from the Duwei Mansion sent someone to deliver it."

Chen Cong reached out to take it, and suddenly remembered that he had to interrogate a group of people, so he went straight to the Duwei Mansion.

At the door stood a man wearing a black hat, a flying fish robe, and an embroidered spring sword on his right waist. It was Song Cheng, the commander of the Ancient Jinyiwei.

Standing with him at the door, there was a court official who nodded and bowed. He looked like he was the newly appointed Dali Temple Minister.

"Sir, the official guided the way for Lord Xie, and specially brought a high-quality ginseng to come. I hope the master will accept it." The Dali Temple Minister smiled flatteringly and held a wooden box like a treasure.

"Oh, it's still a good hundred-year-old ginseng." Song Cheng opened the box and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "Since that's the case, I will accept your wishes. I'll make a decision for a long time. If you are also confused, I will not let you go."

He handed the box to the Jinyiwei who was wearing a black flying fish robe next to him, patted the Dali Temple Queen on the shoulder, walked out, and passed by Chen Cong, and frowned.

This kid has rested every few days, but he has been deducted all the silver and is not sure that he is proactive.

"Thank you for giving up your salary and giving it to your subordinates." Chen Cong raised his eyebrows, bowed to Song Cheng from afar, and activated his magic and came straight from the golden halo to the imperial prison.

"It's like a sunny day, Chen Cong doesn't know how to restrain himself." Seeing him using magic so flamboyantly, Song Cheng couldn't help but shake his head.

After all, when you are young, you don’t hide some talent. This will attract jealousy from others.

Forget it, go and collect some money and come back.

Thinking of this, Song Cheng sent the Dali Temple Minister away and turned his head to walk outside the Duwei Mansion.

The prison is gloomy and cold, and sometimes there are sharp roars of monsters and monsters, which are coming from it.

This is the place where monsters who have committed misdemeanors are detained, and occasionally people are kept, such as the madam involved in the ghost case and her girls.

When Chen Cong came, the wooden door of the interrogation room was pushed open and a young master wearing a black hat, a black robe and a waist fell. The young master was as cold as the moon. When he saw Chen Cong, Gu Jing Wubo's eyes became more surprised and he immediately returned to peace.

It was Gu Jiuling, how could he wear the robe of an Anbu Constable?

"Your Highness." Gu Jiuling bowed to Chen Cong.

"During the work, there is no need to call my highness." Chen Cong waved his hand, "How did you come to this lush place?"

"My subordinates have been appointed as the Jinyiwei and are now in the capital's yamen."

"Did you eat that thing?" Chen Cong was puzzled, twisted his fingers and deduced it, and frowned immediately.

Gu Jiuling nodded.

He found a dark layer in the red sandalwood box, and there was a letter written by Gu Yuanjia to him. After reading it, Gu Jiuling ate the demon pill and also opened his spiritual roots that had been covered with for fifteen years.

After passing the introductory test, Song Cheng arranged Gu Jiuling under Chen Cong.

"What was the talisman you wrote that day?" Gu Jiuling looked at Chen Cong and slowly spread out his palms covered with thin calluses.

"Hidden your breath. If the monster finds out that you are fat, my Qin Palace will not be peaceful."

Chen Cong changed his tone and raised his eyebrows to look at the former, "I said, "Young Marquis, let's not do it, and you have to come and be a little constable. Do you think your life is too long?"

The Ancient Jinyiwei faces various monsters and monsters. When they die, they will go to death several times more than the Ming tribe. If you are not careful, you will step into the abyss.

The corpse remains.

"I want to find out the case of extermination." Gu Jiuling shook his head slowly, and his firm eyes burst out from his cold eyes.

Chen Cong nodded.

It is a foregone conclusion that he will lead the young marquis to ignite his energy and practice the truth.

"Yunzhe, the madam and the prostitute have been interrogated by the prince. Only from the madam, I learned that the secret business of human skin transactions all originated from Chang'an and sent to all directions." An Jinyiwei next to him bowed to Chen Cong.

He is Qin Zheng, a yamen constable under the Ancient Ministry, and Shen Cong is a brother who has been through life and death for many years, with a deep brotherhood.

Yunzhe is a small character of Chen Cong. Emperor Jingyuan did not treat him well. For so many years, only Qin Zhengshang still remembers his small character.

"Have you questioned?" Chen Cong slowly rubbed his chin.

The interrogation methods in the army are all used for traitors or enemy enemies. The methods are more than those of imperial prisons. Gu Jiuling's interrogation is naturally not a problem, so he will take another clue from the madam.

Thinking of this, Chen Cong walked over and pushed open the wooden door. When he saw the panicked madam. The madam was messy, dressed in disheveled clothes, and had a strong bloody aura on her body. At first glance, she was punished.

The only candlelight in the room was placed on the wooden table, shaking and unstable, making the madam look extremely pale.

Most of the torture instruments in the Anbu Edict Prison target monsters. If they are placed on people, it will only make them even more painful. It is not surprising that she looks like this.

"What's the use of human skin?" Chen Cong sat down, picked up a cup of tea sent by Qin Zheng, and slowly stroked the tea cover.

"Sir, I really don't know. The man's skin was peeled off and put it in a box. I just waited for someone to pick it up at night. I just obeyed the orders." When the madam saw Qin Zheng, she trembled and started crying.

"Cry again and pull out your tongue!" Qin Zheng was impatient and stared at the madam.

The madam shivered for a while and slowly silenced while crying.

"You are so brave to trade the internal organs and human skins at the feet of the emperor." Chen Cong slowly put down the teacup, raised his eyelids, and looked coldly.

The teacup was placed on the table without any sound, but the madam's heart trembled and her body trembled.

Chen Cong was so arrogant that he was more terrifying than Qin Zheng's appearance without anger. Especially in this gloomy place, his pair of phoenix eyes seemed to be a ghost-faced official who could penetrate people's minds, which made the old madam feel even more and more frightened.

After a trembling moment, the madam was about to say something, when a noisy noise suddenly came from outside.

The wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and the faint candlelight completely darkened.

A gloomy aura suddenly came.

"Meow--"

A sharp cat moan came from the front.

Chen Cong fixed his eyes and met a pair of cat eyes that were glowing green in the darkness.

The cat's eyes flashed, and gradually became a little scarlet.

The strong smell of blood also came out at this time.

It's a cat ghost.

Not good!

Take off the jade-faced keel fan from your waist, Chen Cong snaps his fingers and stands up, and lights the candle.

The cat ghost had turned into a pile of blue smoke and dissipated. The madam sitting opposite was bitten through the skull by the cat ghost. She opened her eyes wide open in fear, twitched for a while, and then her breath broke.

Head and skull-

Looking slightly, Chen Cong walked around and looked around and found a tuft of black cat hair on the skull. The bite marks were 90% similar to those found in the thatched hut that day.

Could it be that the great demon destroyed the entire Gu family that day, and the cat ghost took advantage of the situation to enter at night and picked up a corpse and took it away?

No, no. The bite marks of that day were obviously deeper than today.

Chen Cong frowned.

This case seems to be very involved.

Now it is getting more and more foggy.
Chapter completed!