The tenth day.
It seemed that the sky had given a warning, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, as if a blizzard was brewing.
In such dense weather, the entire Yanping County is boiling like a pot!
Especially at the gate of the county government, a long queue of people came to complain, even extending to the end of the long street. Although the matter had been dealt with all night, the number of people coming to complain still did not decrease.
Cui Xiaotian's crimes are too numerous to list, and almost half of the people in the county have been persecuted by him.
Although Cui Xiaotian is cautious and never does dirty work himself, in the face of numerous complaints, there is no way to escape his crimes.
What's more, from last night to now, with the full mobilization of the masses, more and more Cui Xiaotian's men have been arrested.
There are also some senior figures from Wansheng Gambling House. These people are already frightened. It only takes some time to dig out more key evidence.
Last night, the series of crazy operations launched by the crazy county magistrate Song Zhili have achieved immediate results.
Posting notices to punish Cui Xiaotian, sending Shen and his daughter to burn down the Wansheng Casino, and sending Xu Zhen to Zuixianju to compensate the victims were all the work of this crazy county magistrate.
The nationwide crusade was a tried and tested method. The common people had been enslaved by King Cui for too long, and the pent-up anger in their hearts was completely ignited.
Burning down the Wansheng Gambling House was naturally an important psychological hint, so as to completely dispel the concerns of the people and think that Cui Xiaotian was finished.
As for compensating the victims of the Qiu Batian case, there are two main considerations.
One is to win people's hearts, and the victims who receive compensation will inevitably become Song Zhili's absolute supporters;
The other is to give an example to those who sued Cui Xiaotian. Since suing Qiu Batian can get compensation, wouldn't suing Cui Xiaotian also get compensation?
Of course, in addition to these two points, Song Zhili was also completely willing to fight. Anyway, he had offended the people above him, so he might as well do some more good deeds before he burned himself!
From this, we can also see Song Zhili's determination. He knew that there was no possibility of turning back and he could only go against the wind and go as far as he could.
Of course, no matter how he went, he had to do one thing first, and that was to save his child no matter what.
And if you want to save your child, now is the most important moment.
"Sir, here you go..." The officer handed a stack of papers to Song Zhili's hand.
At this moment, Song Zhili was standing outside the door of the cell where Cui Xiaotian was detained, accompanied by Chen Houlu, Cheng Xiao, the Shen family and his daughter, and Xu Zhen.
Song Zhili took the thick paper and weighed it a few times, then motioned to the jailer to open the iron door.
The iron door creaked, and everyone immediately entered the cell.
Contrary to expectations, Cui Xiaotian, who was tied to an interrogation chair, did not make any noise and just looked at Song Zhili and the others quietly.
Cui Xiaotian's silence seemed to surprise Song Zhili. Song Zhili calmed down and sat down on the chair opposite.
"Cui Xiaotian, let's talk!"
"Hmph..." Cui Xiaotian snorted softly, his eyes full of disdain, obviously not taking the county magistrate seriously at all.
"You're done," Song Zhili placed the charges in front of him and said, "These are all your charges. Wansheng Gambling House has been burned to ashes, and all your family members have been captured. What awaits you is He Qiu. The same fate as Tyrant!"
"Hmph...hehe...hehehe..." As a result, Cui Xiaotian smiled, "You are very powerful, Magistrate Song, not bad, not bad!"
After saying this, Cui Xiaotian actually shut up and looked at Song Zhili coldly, thinking that Song Zhili looked unnatural and had forgotten his words.
"Um……"
However, as soon as Song Zhili opened his mouth, Cui Xiaotian suddenly shouted: "Let Han Jinkui come and talk to me, you guys, get out of here!"
"..."
Everyone was stunned. Han Jinkui was the name of the governor of Songzhou.
"You...you you you..." Song Zhili was frightened, and his rhythm was completely disrupted.
"What are you doing?" Cui Xiaotian shouted, "Who are you fooling? If you think you can execute me like you executed Qiu Zhennong, then go ahead and do it! I'll wait!"
"you……"
"What are you doing with these papers?" Cui Xiaotian said, "Since you can convict me, why are you talking to me? Since my family is in your hands, just kill them all!"
"You...you..." Song Zhili finally became anxious, tossed the form, slapped the table and shouted, "I'm looking for you just to talk about one thing, and that is - the ghost-faced killer!!!"
Uh-huh...
As soon as the words "ghost-faced killer" came out, everyone quickly stared at Cui Xiaotian, wanting to see his reaction.
As a result, Cui Xiaotian really responded, but he was really stunned for a moment, then stared at Song Zhili inexplicably and asked: "Are you sick!?"
"You..." Song Zhili pointed at him and shouted, "Are you still pretending? Don't think I don't know that the real ghost-faced killer is your son - Cui Meng!!!"
Uh-huh...
The scene was quiet again, and Cui Xiaotian was stunned again for four to five seconds.
"How about it?" Song Zhili narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Do you think no one will know if you asked Tang Chou to help him cover up the evidence and dispose of the body?"
"You..." Cui Xiaotian looked at Song Zhili with strange eyes, and then cursed loudly, "Why are you so crazy? What nonsense are you talking about? What Tang Chou, what corpse? What kind of ghost killer? Hmm... Um……"
Finally, Cui Xiaotian seemed to remember something, muttered a few words casually, and then said: "Isn't the Ghost Faced Killer that big man? You... what did you just say? My son?"
"Your son is the ghost-faced killer," Song Zhili said. "Qi Dalang took the blame for your son and became an unjust ghost! Your son Cui Meng is a cruel and inhumane murderer. After killing people, he also destroys their appearance. If you still protect such a murderous demon, you are also a demon..."
"That's enough, that's enough! What's going on here?" Cui Xiaotian frowned, "You're really... inexplicable..."
Seeing Cui Xiaotian's reaction, Shen Mingchen and Cheng Xiao frowned, showing uneasy expressions.
Because they noticed that Cui Xiaotian didn't seem to be faking it.
"Cui Meng is enjoying the torture." However, Song Zhili was still obsessed with it and threatened fiercely, "He will tell you sooner or later. I hope you can..."
"Wait a minute," Cui Xiaotian interrupted Song Zhili angrily and said, "I understand, you mean, my son Cui Meng is a ghost-faced killer, right?
"My son, who has been suffering from sheep sickness since he was two years old, is he a ghost-faced killer? Is that what you mean?"
"Huh?" Song Zhili was suddenly startled. He knew that Cui Meng had sheep sickness, but he didn't know that he had it since he was two years old... Also, who said before that the Ghost Faced Killer has martial arts, and his martial arts is not weak?
"If I remember correctly, the Ghost Faced Killer committed the crime thirteen years ago, right?" Cui Xiaotian said, "But thirteen years ago, Cui Meng went to the Holy City to collect debts. Because he provoked the wrong person in Yanyu Tower, he was killed by Yuan Su. The disciples severely injured him and almost killed him.
"He first recuperated from his injury in the Holy Capital for half a year, and then returned to Yanping for more than a year before he barely returned to normal. But from then on, he still couldn't see the wind for a long time and could only stay indoors.
"Also, I can clearly remember that when the Ghost-Faced Killer killed people, he had to use crutches to even walk," Cui Xiaotian said, "I'm really curious, how did he become the Ghost-Faced Killer?"
"Impossible! You are lying!" Shen Mingchen suddenly became anxious and asked loudly, "I was still a headhunter at that time, how come I didn't know about this?"
"My son was beaten to half a life, but I still have to pay those Taoist priests 10,000 taels of silver," Cui Xiaotian said calmly, "What? Why should I publicize such a shameful thing?"
"This..." Shen Mingchen was dumbfounded.
"..."
And this time, it was Song Zhili's turn to be in a daze. He felt that his blood was freezing rapidly, and his body and consciousness began to become cold and numb...
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