Why Pang Man wanted to harm his "friend" Wang Rong and frame Wen Shengjun... This matter has not yet been revealed.
Wang Guoyi couldn't sleep all night before the interrogation revealed the truth.
He packed up his bed and slept in the prison of the Ministry of Punishments.
That day, he just squinted his eyes when he heard the jailer exclaiming as he went in to clear away the dishes.
"No! Pang Man is dead!"
Wang Guoyi went in and saw blood from all the orifices and black lips.
"It's poisoning! Quick, call the doctor and Fu Zuo! Which of his used meals is it? Keep it and don't move it!"
It was already evening that day when Wen Jin heard that Pang Man had died in prison.
"The matter is indeed not simple. Pang Man was silenced."
Wen Jin immediately asked someone to prepare the car. Although she was not a forensic doctor, she could still find some secrets from the corpse.
Zhang Liang drove the carriage very quickly.
Later in the day, he was not allowed to enter the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.
He was also afraid that Pang Man's body would be taken away by Fu Yin Pang Man.
Wen Jin's carriage was passing through an alley.
Suddenly a carriage sprang out of the alley.
The carriage ran straight into Wen Jin's carriage like crazy.
Seeing that something was wrong, Zhang Liang immediately exclaimed, "Master, be careful!"
He also jerked the reins...
But the horse's momentum was too fast, and the carriage was heavy and had a lot of potential energy.
While the carriage is still slowing down...
Just listen, bang!
There was a loud noise and the two carriages collided in the street.
When Wen Jin heard Zhang Liang's exclamation, he was already on guard.
She held on to the window of the carriage tightly and pushed the waiter with one hand to steady herself.
The carriage shook violently and overturned violently.
Her body also suffered a huge impact, and her head suddenly felt dizzy...
But fortunately, because her arms stabilized her body, she did not hit any vital points.
After she got over her dizziness, she got up and climbed out.
"Zhang Liang, how are you..."
"Well……"
Before Wen Jin finished asking, he heard Zhang Liang groan.
Immediately afterwards, a smell of blood hit my face!
what's the situation?
Is this not a simple car accident?
Wen Jin immediately stopped his feet and retreated to the back of the carriage.
But in an instant, the car door was opened.
A dark figure flashed into the car.
Between the electric light and flint.
Wen Jin picked up the overturned purple clay teapot and threw it at the man's head.
At the same time, she kicked him hard in the vital area between his legs.
The purple clay pot shattered on his head.
But he avoided Wen Jin's crotch attack.
Wen Jin discovered that he was holding a bloody dagger in his hand.
Just when he rushed forward and was about to stab Wen Jin with his dagger...
"Um……"
He groaned, as if someone had pulled the back of his neck.
Suddenly, he was dragged out of the carriage.
Wen Jin was stunned for a moment, then looked down and saw that the silver needle in her hand hadn't been inserted yet?
A man's painful groan could be heard outside.
Wen Jin took the opportunity and quickly jumped out of the car.
But she saw that the man who attacked her had his face covered in blood.
Song Tao's hands were clenched into claws, firmly grasping his neck.
"Stay alive!" Wen Jin said urgently.
Song Tao turned his head and looked at her deeply.
"Are you hurt?"
Wen Jin shook his head, "...No."
Song Tao let go of the man's neck, but left a black handprint on his neck.
Wen Jin's eyes narrowed, and he used poison again. It's very easy for him to use poison to backfire... Doesn't he know it himself?
"Zhang Liang!" Wen Jin stepped forward quickly.
Zhang Liang was stabbed in the abdomen, but luckily he avoided the critical point due to the amount of blood.
Large swaths of blood soaked his clothes, his face turned pale, and he fainted.
Wen Jin immediately took out a life-saving pill and stuffed it into his mouth.
She covered his wound with a handkerchief dipped in some spiritual spring water.
"Want to save? There is a place over here."
Song Tao pointed to the big inn not far away.
"Thank you!" Wen Jin nodded.
Song Tao ordered people to carry Zhang Liang to the big inn and place him in a clean and spacious room.
The assassin who attacked her was also captured by Song Tao and locked up in the backyard.
"What do you need?" Song Tao stood outside the door and asked Wen Jin.
Wen Jin gave a list of medicine names and took out the medicine box she put on the carriage.
She moved suture needles, catgut, hemostatic agent, disinfectant and other items from the spiritual spring space into the medicine cabinet.
Song Tao ordered someone to deliver the medicine quickly, "What else can I do to help you?"
"Thank you. Please light more candles in this room and bring some bronze mirrors."
It was already dark at this time, and Wen Jin had to perform surgery, which required excellent vision.
Song Tao immediately ordered people to prepare.
In just a few minutes, he had prepared the "simplified operating room" Wen Jin needed.
"Next, I hope no one will disturb me and I can focus on the treatment without any distractions."
Wen Jin nodded to Song Tao and thanked him.
Song Tao looked at her deeply, as if he couldn't bear to say anything, but he finally spoke.
"This kind of situation... is usually hopeless. You... just do your best, don't force it too hard."
"I know, thank you."
Song Tao closed the door with a complicated expression and called his confidants to guard the door.
"Don't let anyone bother her. If she needs anything, get it done immediately."
After Song Tao finished explaining, he strode towards the backyard.
The assassin he captured was still locked up there.
The assassin was not in a good condition at the moment. The black handprints on his neck were burning hot at one moment, and then seemed to be biting with ice at the other.
This alternating burning and biting feeling quickly spread throughout the body.
He fell to the ground, sweating for a while, shivering for a while, his teeth chattering and knocking together.
"Hang people up."
A thick rope passed through the beam, tied the man's feet, and hung him upside down in the air.
"I don't know anything. If you dare, just kill me! Bah!"
The assassin spat at Song Tao.
But because he was hanging upside down, he didn't have good control over his strength, and the saliva he spat fell on his face... and slid down his cheeks and into his hair.
"That's disgusting."
Song Tao slapped the half of his face that was not stained by saliva.
There was a crisp snap.
"Well……"
The man's mouth and nose were bleeding from being slapped, and the nosebleed poured back...
He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, with a tooth in the blood.
"You fucking..."
"Snapped--"
He hasn't finished cursing yet.
Song Tao slapped him again.
The man was beaten so hard that his eyes were filled with confusion.
"You don't know anything, do you? Then let's play slowly... Anyway, I have plenty of time."
"It's none of your business. Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf? I'm not here for you! Can you afford to offend the person behind this matter? Those who know how to deal with it should stay away!"
The assassin was hanging upside down and was actually quite tough.
When Song Tao was scolded, he smiled instead of getting angry.
"Okay, being able to say something like this means you don't know everything. Then it will be more interesting to play. Get the vise."
"What do you want to do? Who are you? Why are you meddling in the princess's business? Damn... are you her concubine? Does Prince Huai know that you are her concubine?"
Song Tao's face darkened, and a dangerous cold light flashed in his cobalt blue eyes.
He took the pliers from his men and violently pinched the assassin's mouth open with one hand.
"Aww...aoww..."
The man howled incoherently.
Song Tao had already put the pliers into his mouth, pinched one of his teeth, and pulled hard...
"Ouch..."
