Bang bang bang...
As the sound of the iron door colliding sounded, Li Fu began to tremble all over, because every time this sound sounded, he would start to suffer.
A pair of boots embroidered with gold-rimmed cloud patterns stayed in front of Li Fu's eyes. He looked up tremblingly. The person who came to lift him was not Mr. Hong, but a middle-aged man in his forties, who looked older than Mr. Hong. The headcatcher is still impressive.
"Master, I am willing to recruit, I am willing to recruit anything, don't hit me..." Li Fu begged.
"Take him out." Luo Xianwei turned around and left the cell, waiting in the interrogation room.
Not long after, the inmates carried Li Fu, whose legs were limp, to the interrogation room.
After the prisoners tied Li Fu firmly to the torture rack, Luo Xianwei waved his hand and asked the prisoners to exit. At this time, he and Li Fu were the only two people left in the room, and Luo Xianwei spoke.
"As for your case, it is almost over now. All the cases that should be closed are closed. There is just a slight discrepancy in the confession."
Li Fu burst into tears: "Master, please spare me. I will write whatever you say. It will never be bad."
Luo Xianwei raised his eyebrows: "Fart! Did I write the confession? You clearly wrote it yourself. What do you mean by 'I will write whatever you say'? Do you want to say that you were beaten into submission?"
Li Fu quickly shouted: "No, no, he never hit me at all. It was all caused by me accidentally. It has nothing to do with you gentlemen!"
He was really scared of being beaten. If the beating continued, he would even have a death wish.
Luo Xianwei was very satisfied with Li Fu's attitude, so he asked: "As for the MSG formula, I think you really don't know how to make this kind of thing, and you may have never done it."
Li Fu nodded repeatedly. For so many days, this man was the only one who was the real Master Qingtian. His eyes were as bright as fire, and he could see his grievances at a glance.
"My lord, you are right. I really don't know about this."
"So is it possible that you accidentally obtained this formula, but never had the chance to make it? You happened to meet Zhao Cheng from the same village, so you gave it to him to make it, and you profited from it?"
Li Fu shook his head repeatedly: "No, it's really not, it has nothing to do with me, sir!"
Luo Xianwei comforted him with gentle words: "Don't be afraid. This is just my guess, not the truth. I won't hit you. Please help me analyze it and see if it makes sense."
He continued: "You didn't make this thing because you are not very interested in it. In addition to this recipe, there may be other recipes, such as brewing recipes and tanning leather goods recipes."
"You didn't pay attention and gave Zhao Cheng a recipe at random, asking him to open up ways for you to make money."
Luo Xianwei is also very satisfied with his idea: "So the MSG issue really doesn't have much to do with you. The only relationship is that you gave the formula to Zhao Cheng. That's it. You don't know anything else."
Li Fu stopped crying and blinked. Although he was still in panic, he could tell that what the master said was actually beneficial to him.
If we go by this confession, even if he is finally sentenced, Zhao Cheng will still be required to hand over the prescription, and it will have nothing to do with Li Fu.
Now Man said that he was allowed to frame Zhao Cheng. Even if he was asked to frame the county magistrate, Li Fu had no choice. As long as he didn't beat him or kill him, he would be satisfied.
Luo Xianwei tapped his fingers on the table and muttered: "In this way, when the case is pronounced, Zhao Cheng will be ordered to hand over the prescription. Whether he hands it over or not has little to do with you."
"I'm just making random guesses. I don't know if they are consistent with the facts. You don't have to rush to answer. Go back and think about it carefully. You must write a confession based on the facts. There must be no adulteration at all!"
"Do you understand?" Luo Xianwei asked.
Li Fu quickly replied: "I understand, that's right. I really understand."
"Yes." Luo Xianwei clapped his hands and stood up, smiling: "It's good. Although you have suffered a little these days, your brain is not broken." With that, Shi Shiran walked out of the interrogation room.
For the first time, Li Fu was not beaten during the interrogation this time. Immediately, a clerk walked into the interrogation room with pen and paper.
"Li Fu, now check the confession to see if you have missed anything." With that, the clerk began to read one by one.
It has to be said that Luo Xianwei still has skills. Every crime in the confession was not imposed on Li Fu. It was indeed him who took advantage of the chaos during the Three Kings Rebellion to attack the city and there was no one in the Yamen. The deed to the room and land was stolen during the chaos and was taken as his own.
These are all solid charges, and Li Fu is not wronged at all.
At the end of the confession, he wrote, "In addition to the land title deeds, there are also several formulas. Most of the contents are so old that I can't remember them clearly. Only one page was given to Zhao Cheng from the same village a few months ago, and the formula for making it was contained in it." Selling things for undue gain.”
How dare Li Fu deny it?
This was clearly the inference of the gentleman just now, and it has now been written into the confession. If Li Fu refused to admit it, he would be severely punished immediately, so Li Fu simply accepted it.
The officials were very satisfied and asked Li Fu to sign and stamp it.
After the signature, the officials went out with the latest version of the confession. Li Fu happily waited for the county magistrate to appear in court. As long as he admitted everything, he could go home.
However, what awaited him was not a arraignment by the county magistrate, but a change of cells.
"Li Fu, come out and change rooms."
Li Fu carried the heavy shackles in his hands and followed the prisoner to the depths of the prison. The door of a separate small cell at the end was open. The prisoner pointed at the small cell and said, "Go in!"
Li Fu took a look and saw that the small cell was equally shabby, but there was no one inside, and the straw mat was quite thick. It looked like the environment was much better than the big cell where he had been living.
Li Fu quickly smiled and bowed to the prisoner: "Thank you sir..."
Before he could finish his words, the jailer kicked him impatiently: "Hurry up and get in!"
Li Fu staggered into the small cell. The prisoner locked the big lock outside and said to him through the door: "Stay there quietly and wait for the county magistrate to come to court."
"Okay! I'm honest, I'm honest..."
The prisoner locked the door and walked to the entrance of the prison with the key. There was a small room there, and a scribe was sitting in the small room writing something.
"Master Zhang, Li Fu has gone to the small cell."
The scribe named Mr. Zhang raised his head and glanced at the prisoner: "Okay! I understand."
He focused his eyes again on the record he was writing in his hand. This was clearly a supervision record of the conditions of prisoners in the prison.
The last line reads: On the 15th, Li Fu entered the small cell to await interrogation and died at night.
