Not long after Zhao Cheng returned home, the yamen servant from the express shift came to the door.
Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, he thought it was the craftsmen called by Yu Tong. When he opened the door, he saw a group of government servants.
The leading yamen servant was very polite: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Zhao Chengzhao?"
Zhao Cheng nodded: "Yes, it's me."
"Mr. Zhao, the prisoner Li Fu mentioned you when he was writing his confession, so he has to confront us in the arresting hall."
Zhao Cheng frowned: "What did Li Fu mention about me?"
The officer shook his head: "Young Master, this is not something we can know. We are only responsible for inviting the Young Master to come over. As for what he said, we need the Young Master to confront him."
Zhao Cheng guessed that it was probably about MSG. He had let Li Fu take the blame before, but now it was probably at the stage of confrontation.
"Okay, you guys wait while I change my clothes."
Zhao Cheng returned to the house, changed his coat, took some silver and put it in his arms, and then followed the officials to the arresting hall.
Because the arresting hall is adjacent to the prison, and the prison is southwest of the Yamen, it is also called the South Prison.
Most prisons are located to the west or southwest of the Yamen to show the principle of "harmony between man and nature".
Because according to Feng Shui, the East governs life, so the Life Gate and the Divine Gate are placed on the east side for ordinary people to enter and exit; the Death Gate and the Ghost Gate are placed on the west side for the passage of prisoners on death row.
In fact, in terms of architectural layout, prisons are much more complicated than government offices.
Because prisons not only have ground buildings, but some prisons also have dungeons, water cells and secret passages underneath to prevent prisoners from hijacking the prison.
Although the prisons in Qinghe County are not that complicated, there are also dungeons.
Zhao Cheng followed the government officials to the arresting hall, and what followed was a long wait. From the afternoon until the evening, a civil servant walked in slowly, accompanied by several government servants.
A thick notebook was placed on the table. The clerk rolled up his sleeves and began to slowly study the ink.
"My surname is Zhang, and I am a penman and swordsman in the prison..."
He raised his eyes to look at Zhao Cheng, then lowered his head and continued to polish the ink.
"Are you from Liuxi Village?"
"good."
"Then we are from the same hometown as Li Fu, maybe we are neighbors in the same village."
"You and Li Fu live in the same village, so there's no way they've crossed paths."
Zhao Cheng nodded: "There is a slight intersection."
"So, did Li Fucheng give you anything? For example, paper or something?"
Li Fu owns the formula, and Li Fu controls the key ingredients of this formula. These words were originally compiled by Zhao Cheng and told to Mr. Hong.
Now Zhang Wenli was asking casually, but he didn't cover the specific content, so Zhao Cheng was a little hard to answer.
He thought for a while and said: "Li Fu once gave me a recipe for MSG. According to this recipe, MSG can be produced. I have been making this for Li Fu during this time."
Zhang Wenli nodded: "Yes, Li Fu said so too."
"It can be seen from this testimony that you two are matched." As he said, he wrote quickly and wrote down the conversation between the two of them on the paper.
"This is considered circumstantial evidence, and you must sign it."
Zhao Cheng had no reason not to sign, so he signed the transcript readily.
Zhang Wenli said: "Li Fu's case is about to be concluded. In addition to the property deeds he embezzled, there are also some craft formulas, such as the MSG formula given to you, which is one of them."
"If you have the formula with you, hand it over now. If you don't have it with you, it's the same as writing it down. If you really can't remember it, Mr. Zhao, we will have to go to your house to look for it."
Zhao Cheng had already prepared for this day. A piece of yellowed old paper was in his arms. What was written on it was the production process of MSG, but it was missing a key process - alkaline water filtration. .
It is replaced by water purification and filtration. If you follow this recipe, you will never be able to make real MSG. You can only make it into a semi-finished product, which cannot be eaten at all.
"This formula is very important. I always carry it with me." Zhao Cheng took out the formula record from his arms and handed it to Zhang Wenli.
"Well, let me take a look." Zhang Wenli took the formula, opened it, took a look, and placed it directly on the flame of the lampstand next to him. The thin piece of paper suddenly burned into pieces of fly ash.
Zhao Cheng didn't expect that this clerk would do this in front of him. It seemed that it was easy to get in and out of the arresting hall today.
Sure enough, Zhang Wenli patted the paper dust on his hand and said with a smile: "If Mr. Zhao happened to be carrying that formula with him, hand it over now. If he didn't bring it with him, it would be the same if he wrote it down silently. If he really can't remember it, Mr. Zhao , we can only go to your house to search."
Zhao Cheng knew that what the other party was doing was actually saying, we are no longer going to be reasonable, you can either admit defeat or wait to be fucked.
Of course, it was impossible for Zhao Cheng to hand over the MSG formula just like that, so he said: "The old formula was accidentally burned, and it was the same when I wrote it down."
"Okay! You write!" Zhang Wenli handed the pen and paper to Zhao Cheng, then leaned back on the chair and watched Zhao Chengfen write quickly.
Zhao Cheng quickly rewrote a formula, the content of which was roughly the same as the previous one, and handed it to Zhang Wenli: "This is the content of the formula I got."
Zhang Wenli shook his head: "Young people are so pedantic."
Once again, he put the recipe he had just written on the flame of the lampstand and ignited it, and it instantly turned into ashes.
“A recipe isn’t just a few words on a page.”
Zhang Wenli stood up and said: "Master Zhao is stubborn and refuses to show the formula. He can only be temporarily imprisoned in prison, waiting for the county magistrate to appear in court."
Several government officials immediately rushed over like wolves and tigers, laying hands on his hands and feet, and tied Zhao Cheng tightly.
"He will be detained in jail for the time being and will be arraigned before the county magistrate comes to court."
Zhang Wenli looked at Zhao Cheng, who still had a calm face. He didn't know how this boy could be so calm. If he were an ordinary person, he would have panicked after using such methods.
Not only did this kid not panic, but he was very calm. Judging from this, he probably had something to rely on.
At this time, not only Zhang Wenli thought so about the room next door, but Luo Xianwei, who clearly heard the conversation between the two, also thought so.
"If it weren't for the sake of pleasing Mr. Bai, I would have killed Zhao Cheng for his sharpness."
Luo Xianwei sighed slightly, feeling that it was enough to perform today's scene here, it was just right. If it went on any longer and caused Mr. Bai's dissatisfaction, it would be more of a loss than a gain.
Here, the government officials escorted Zhao Cheng to leave. Luo Xianwei pretended to have just come back and walked in. The two happened to walk across from each other.
Luo Xianwei glanced at it casually, then continued to move forward, then suddenly stopped: "Huh? Why is it you?"
