Early morning on the first day of October.
The unsolved case that has shrouded Xijing for a long time was secretly tried in Dali Temple.
The criminal's name is Luo Yang. He has just turned 30 this year and his ancestors are natives of Xijing for three generations.
He usually runs a butcher's shop in Guiyifang in the west of the city. He has learned the skills of being a butcher and a cow from his father since he was a child, and he also has some boxing and kicking skills for climbing over walls and courtyards.
He can easily climb into the courtyards of Xijing City except for the houses of wealthy families.
Xu Zixiao saw that he was short and thin, with the head of a deer and the eyes of a rat. He had a pair of small, lifeless triangular eyes. There was a large, hairy, black mole in the middle of his left cheek.
No matter how you look at it, it has nothing to do with the butcher in his impression.
Fu Yi didn't rest all day and night. He put on his crimson official robe, drank a cup of tea, and sat upright in the courtroom.
When I took Luo Yang back on the road last night, I saw that he had a tendency to bite his tongue and commit suicide.
Fu Zhu knows how to torture people best.
He fed Luo Yang a pill that could make the body feel weak but keep him awake all the time. Until the early morning of the first day of the new year, the effect of the medicine had not worn off.
They arrested the person and recorded Jia Ruoyang's testimony overnight. Before Luo Yang could open his eyes this morning, a basin of cold water was poured on him and he was forcibly taken to the court.
The effect of the medicine was too strong, and Luo Yang still looked drowsy now.
Xu Zixiao hesitated and said, "Sir, are you sure that the prisoner's current condition can be tried?"
Fu Zhu was confident: "That medicine comes from Yanxue Tower, Mr. Xu doesn't have to worry."
Luo Yang looked at Fu Zhu with a dead look: "No matter what you ask, I won't speak. I advise you to chop off my head as soon as possible."
Fu Zhu raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Really? You are not the first person to utter arrogant words in front of me. Let's see if you can be the first person to withstand the punishment. Come on, put on the tongs."
A burning brazier was brought to the court. A strange red light lit up in the brazier, and several tongs were placed with one end buried in the coals for heating.
Luo Yang choked on his saliva, wondering how Fu Zhu was going to torture him.
Fu Zhu snapped his fingers: "Choose one yourself? You can also plead guilty now."
Luo Yang remained silent.
Fu Zhu: "In that case, I will choose one for you. Take the one on the far right."
Luo Yang thought to himself, the worst case scenario would be to use these pokers to burn him everywhere on his body. He would be able to bear the burns only if they were burnt.
But who would have thought that one of the government officials picked up the fire tongs, and the other two government officials opened his arms and held him firmly in place. The remaining government official walked towards him with another pair of ordinary unheated small tongs. .
"What are you going to do?" Luo Yang became really nervous and cursed at Fu Zhu, "Only incompetent officials like to use torture!"
Fu Zhu just turned a deaf ear. Luo Yang had an extraordinary personality that could not be compared to ordinary criminals. If he didn't show his true character, he would only waste more time.
The official holding an ordinary small pliers first pulled out the nail of Luo Yang's left index finger, and then the official holding a red-hot tongs directly clamped the tongs on his index finger.
"ah--!"
Everyone in the hall turned a deaf ear to Luo Yang's screams.
The pain of pulling out the armor was unforgettable, and the hot iron put him in purgatory.
Fu Zhu kindly gave him a moment to breathe. If he did it, he wouldn't have to suffer in the future. But after the pain passed, Luo Yang still stared at him, his lips so pale from the pain that he couldn't say a word.
"continue."
The government official looked numb and continued the execution.
This execution did not give Luo Yang any chance to breathe. After pulling out and burning one stick, he immediately repeated the process to pull out another stick.
Luo Yang tried several times to bite his tongue and commit suicide, but he couldn't muster any strength. He wished he could break away from the officials and hit the pillar and die.
I don’t know who invented these torture methods!
Thinking of the familiar movements and indifferent expressions of these government officials, they must have used this method on many people.
Until only the thumbnails of Luo Yang's hands were left. He was dying. He finally couldn't bear it anymore and fell to the ground. Several government officials saw this and let go of him and hid aside.
Fu Zhu: "Want to plead guilty?"
Luo Yang said weakly: "I, I will attack, I will attack them all."
Fu Zhu: "If I had known this, why would I have to suffer more? But you are also tough. This is a method invented by His Majesty himself. It is usually only used on noble and high-ranking officials. They can only carry it three or four times at most, but you, I carried it eight times."
How could the emperor, who was more than ten thousand people, invent such torture? Luo Yang was like a lightning strike. Fu Zhu ordered people to drink him a whole bowl of ginseng soup and hang him for life, waiting patiently for him to regain his strength.
Until the pain on his hand became numb, Luo Yang did not dare to play tricks with Fu Zhu anymore, and immediately explained his murder motive clearly.
It turns out that he has been unable to marry and have children because of his ugly appearance. In addition, he is also a butcher and deals with fishy and filthy things every day. No woman can look down on him.
The first deceased, He Wanwan, was his neighbor. The deceased was sixteen years younger than him, and he almost watched him grow up.
He Wanwan is different from other women. She is kind-hearted. Not only is she generous when buying meat for her family, but she is also willing to talk to Luo Yang more, and she does not dislike his weird uncle at all.
In Luo Yang's eyes, He Wanwan treated him the same as she treated normal men. Even when she was fourteen years old, the age when her love affair began, she still remained friendly to Luo Yang as always.
Luo Yang thought that she should like him. On the seventh day of August, Luo Yang happily put on new clothes and prepared to go to the He family to propose to marry He Wanwan.
As soon as he closed the shop, he met He Wanwan who was going out alone. Luo Yang didn't hesitate and confessed his love to He Wanwan first.
Unexpectedly, He Wanwan said the most hurtful words he had ever heard in his life:
"I usually treat you more politely, but you just think that I like you? Are you too pretentious? You are just an old, ugly, smelly butcher of pigs. Ordinary men will live to your age in a few years. I've just returned home in 2010, and you still want to marry me? It's just a dream."
It was this passage that made Luo Yang hate He Wanwan. This hatred turned into humiliation, torturing him day and night.
Finally, on the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th, taking advantage of the crowds in Xijing, Luo Yang finally came up with the idea of killing people and silencing them.
"After you killed someone for the first time, you felt pleasure from killing, so you attacked the girls behind you one after another?"
Luo Yang: "That's right, not only is it a pleasure, but I'm also worried that a murder case will be discovered within a few days. When I was desperate, I decided to create a serial murder case to spend more time with the government."
"When I learned that the case was handed over to Dali Temple, I thought about backing down. But God help me, the cat demon incident has made a big fuss in Xijing. Why don't I take advantage of this trend and continue killing people? All women in the world deserve to die! Fourteen-year-old Even more of a bitch!”
Fu Zhuhuan hurriedly asked someone to stop his mouth, and then checked the murder weapon with Xu Zixiao.
A special knife that looks like a kitchen knife but is smaller and easier to carry. Even a cow can be easily cut open, let alone a girl's chest.
This is the end of the unresolved case in Xijing.
That night Zhangtai Palace.
Chen Rang and the Queen Mother were sleeping on the same bed. He comforted the Queen Mother: "Don't worry, Madam, Luo Yang's performance is very good, even Fu Zhu can deceive him. This matter has been finalized by him."
