The deputy steward admitted that he ordered the kerosene to be poured, with the purpose of burning the guards on duty in Yiyuanyuan today, as well as Lang Jiang. It would be great if you could burn me to death as well.
He revealed that the person who paid him to do things was a follower of Elder Xuanyuan.
He explained the situation happily and clearly, hoping that I would be noble and spare his life.
"I can save your life, but if someone interrogates you tonight, you must repeat what you just said. If your confession is inconsistent with what you said at the moment, haha, whoever you expect to save your life, I will take it from you. ...Take your life away."
There was so much smoke in the prison that the deputy steward couldn't see my face clearly, but he heard my tone clearly. He shuddered violently and said "I understand" repeatedly.
I tapped his shoulder, and his whole body was shaking slightly.
The cell door opened, the smoke gradually dissipated, and the unconscious guards and prisoners gradually regained consciousness.
Including the two guards who attempted to set fire, they were covered in kerosene. This stuff stained their hair and body and was difficult to clean off.
When they woke up, they saw me sitting at the door, and the deputy warden in the first row of cells looking dejected. The two looked at each other blankly, and then they realized what might have happened.
They quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to me, saying that they were ordered by the deputy steward to burn Lang Jiang and the others to death, and had never thought of harming me.
I was with Lang Jiang and the others, so if they burned Lang Jiang to death, they would naturally burn me as well. Their explanation was quite ridiculous.
No one specifically informed me to ask me to get out quickly. Why didn't they think of harming me?
But in order to survive, people must say good things to others.
"Don't worry, as long as you answer truthfully during the interrogation tonight, I will protect your lives." I walked forward, put my hands on their shoulders and patted them.
They looked flustered, with hesitation and struggle in their eyes, as if they didn't know whether they should believe what I said.
"It's okay for you to treat me like smoke and smoke, but you still don't believe that I can protect you?"
They are just accomplices, and they will listen to whoever can give them a sense of security at this time.
They are more familiar with Elder Xuanyuan and know that his status in the sect is higher and more powerful than mine.
How to stand in line and how to respond were originally decisions without any suspense.
But at this moment, they are also beating the drum in their hearts. I am the one they cannot kill. I must have special skills. They cannot get rid of me in one fell swoop. I will also have the opportunity to kill them later.
This has nothing to do with whether Ximen Wuhen helps me or not. In terms of means, I am fully capable of collecting debts from them.
I can let them die silently, and no one will have any evidence to catch me later.
On the contrary, I mentioned Lang Jiang to them, saying that Lang Jiang broke into Yiyuan Yuan today with the determination to die. He had taken poison beforehand and would commit suicide if his action failed.
"But why didn't he die?" I paused, looked at the two people in front of me, and said, "Because if I don't let him die, he won't die."
"The magic girl has boundless power!"
"The Demon Girl brings great blessings to the sky!"
"Okay, no words, remember my words." I waved my hand to interrupt their incoherent gestures.
"Don't dare to forget, don't dare to forget..."
"Remember, remember..."
After my guard finished chatting, I raised my chin and motioned for them to do it themselves.
They turned to look at the deputy steward in the cell, quickly stood up and opened the door of the cell next to the deputy steward, squeezed in together, stretched out their hands from the railing, and locked the door again.
They had the keys to the cell door hanging on their waists, but I never left. I sat down at the door, but they didn't dare to use the keys even they had them.
About half an hour later, another person peeked in furtively outside the cell door.
When I took the needle away, the "Qi" needle flew out and pierced into his body before he could escape.
He staggered and fell outside the door.
The cell guards who have woken up know that they were almost burned to death by their colleagues. They have nothing to say for the time being, and they have nothing to complain about for the time being. They continue to hold on.
Post, guarding the prisoners at the cell door inside.
There was no one else in the prison, so I walked outside the door myself and dragged the person who fell to the ground into the hall.
"Who are you?" I looked down at the person lying on the ground. I actually recognized him, but I just pretended not to know him and wanted him to speak for himself.
"I... Zhang Hai, the steward of the kitchen, came to find the handyman who delivered meals to the prison today." The visitor put on a smile and quickly saluted and bowed to me.
"Oh, it turns out to be Manager Zhang. The person you mentioned was arrested for assassinating the key criminal who broke into Yiyuanyuan. You just happened to be here. Tell me about his specific situation."
I sat back on the chair at the door. Zhang Hai walked a few steps and stood one meter away from me. He stood respectfully, but his mind was very active. He was probably making up a story.
"Back to Mogu, the man's name is Liu Dali. He is a servant that Zhao Caibao bought from the town three years ago. He was assigned to work in the kitchen. He has been chopping firewood and burning fires for a year. He just started working this year. Errand work."
"Who is Zhao Chou?" I suddenly changed the subject, and Zhang Hai was stunned for a moment.
"He, he is from the merchant hall and is in charge of Tuoba Hall." Zhang Hai replied cautiously.
"Who is in charge of you?" I asked again.
"This... villain, villain is also under the supervision of Tuoba Hall." Zhang Hai answered hesitantly, his eyes flickering.
"The store is responsible for enough things." I sighed.
"The merchant hall is responsible for food, clothing, housing, transportation, purchasing and rent collection."
"So, the kerosene is also under the control of the merchant house?" I asked.
"...Yes." Zhang Hai glanced wildly and hesitated for a long time before replying in a low voice.
The hall was full of kerosene, which was poured from the hall to the corridor leading to the deep cells. There was no such thing in the prison, and the amount was so large that it could not be used for lighting lamps.
Elder Gongsun is in charge of hair oil, but it happens that the oil has been used up this month, and the new one is still in the store's warehouse and has not yet been sent to the miscellaneous office.
The only people who have access to this batch of kerosene are the people in the business hall.
Unless someone could come in and out of the store at will and take things without registering, two people transported eight large barrels of kerosene back and forth, and no one from the store bothered them at all. new
I believe there must be no record of kerosene leaving the warehouse, and even these eight barrels of oil are not in the account at all.
"Zhang Hai, look who that is." I turned to the cell and babbled.
Zhang Hai followed my prompts and looked over, and saw the deputy prison warden sitting in the cell, looking back at him with a "sad" look on his face.
"He has already told you what happened when you two met just now."
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Hai immediately looked away and knelt on the ground with a plop.
He didn't see that the deputy steward in the cell also looked surprised.
"Mo Gu, have mercy on me, Mo Gu, have mercy on me! They asked me to do this. I am of low status and I dare not disobey you -" Zhang Hai kowtowed desperately, really unable to keep his temper at all.
"My brother is about to achieve demonic power, and his obsession is just a deception. Let's see who jumps out at this time and jumps to his opposite side."
My words were not meant for Zhang Hai alone. Everyone in the prison could hear them. Because I used the internal sound transmission method, the sound was not loud and could just reach everyone's ears.
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