There were many guards in uniform standing in the prison. They all had headaches looking at Yan San, the famous Jiangnan thief.
He lived up to his reputation as a gangster and was a tough guy. He endured all kinds of torture without uttering a single word.
Zhang Xifeng looked at Yan San, who was still arrogant, and became worried: "It seems that I can't get anything useful from him, so I can only think of other ways."
"hehe."
Pan Xiaoxian smiled: "You're right, it's a false accusation."
All the Jin Yiwei present were stunned.
"What does Pan Xiaoxian mean? Are you selling yourself, or are you saying that you want to let Yan San go after receiving the money?"
"If you take the initiative to admit the frame-up, you will definitely let Yan San go. Maybe Pan Xiaoxian knows the officials behind Yan San."
"More than just knowing each other, they must have colluded together."
Pan Xiaoxian's words aroused public outrage.
Zhang Xifeng's cold face also had an expression of dissatisfaction.
Pan Xiaoxian heard Jin Yiwei's doubts and suspicions, and even thought that he had colluded with the officials behind Yan San, without any panic.
"You are wrong."
Pan Xiaoxian shook his head: "I don't want to let Yan San go, on the contrary, I want to lock him up forever."
Yan San's face was full of surprise and he quickly shouted: "You have all heard it. This official said it himself. Selling illegal salt is a false accusation against me."
"good."
Pan Xiaoxian affirmed this sentence again, walked over, and came to Yan San.
Condescending.
Pan Xiaoxian lowered his head and stared at Yan San for a long time.
Yan San's heart started to get hairy.
Pan Xiaoxian suddenly squatted down, took out a small bag of private salt from his arms, and placed it in Yan San's arms.
Yan San was stunned: "You... what are you doing."
Pan Xiaoxian sneered, stretched out his hand and patted Yan San's face: "Look clearly what I'm wearing."
Yan Sanzui said tremblingly: "Feiyu suit."
Pan Xiaoxian's expression became even colder: "Yes, I am Jin Yiwei, not one of those yamen servants in the yamen. If you say you are selling private salt, you are selling private salt."
"I don't!"
Yan San struggled hurriedly: "I really didn't sell private salt..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan San was stunned.
The expression on Pan Xiaoxian's face was very cold: "You have private salt in your arms, how dare you say that you are not selling private salt?"
Yan San was anxious: "That's you..."
"Snapped!"
Pan Xiaoxian stretched out his hand and slapped him hard: "The evidence is in your arms, how dare you speak harshly!"
Yan San covered his face and was about to cry, but then he realized something.
Pan Xiaoxian is a Jin Yiwei.
Jin Yiwei only needs evidence to kill people.
As long as you have evidence, it doesn't matter where the evidence comes from.
Yan San lowered his head and could only admit: "I did sell private salt."
All the Jin Yiwei present were stunned.
Is this okay?
Zhang Xifeng: "..."
There is no shortage of old people in the Jinyi Guard who have been working for more than ten years. This is the first time that they have seen this method of interrogating prisoners.
All Jin Yiwei were shocked.
Pan Xiaoxian stood up and patted the dust on his hands: "It seems that you don't understand the word Jinyiwei deeply enough. We are Jinyiwei."
When all the Jin Yiwei present heard what Pan Xiaoxian said, they all nodded heavily in unison.
It's exactly what Pan Xiaoxian said.
The word "Jinyiwei" carries too much weight.
The source of the evidence is not required, as long as there is evidence, it is enough.
Regardless of whether the evidence is framed or not, it is a reasonable reason for Jin Yiwei to kill.
The Jin Yiwei were instantly in an uproar.
"I have learned a lot today."
"I'm beginning to suspect that Pan Xiaoxian is a royal guard who has been working as a guard for more than 20 years."
"I've been living like a dog all these years. It seems that I can no longer act like a senior in front of Pan Xiaoxian. I have to ask him for advice when I have something to do."
Zhang Xifeng turned her pretty face away and looked at Pan Xiaoxian in surprise: "I didn't expect you to gain the recognition of other Jin Yiwei so quickly."
This sentence of approval comes out.
The Jinyi guards nodded, indeed just as Zhang Xifeng said, they recognized the new Pan Xiaoxian.
Pan Xiaoxian felt happy in his heart, but his face was still serious, and he always showed a look of neither arrogance nor impatience.
Once again, he was admired by Jin Yiwei.
He doesn't look like an impetuous young man, but more like an old Jinyiwei who has been working for more than ten years.
"Say it."
Pan Xiaoxian could no longer pretend to laugh, so he could only divert his attention: "Who is the official behind you?"
Yan San became annoyed: "If I had known you had such interrogation methods, I would have confessed and suffered many days of beatings for no reason."
"Why."
Yan San sighed deeply and said it all: "I don't know who the official is. Every time when the private salt is handed over, the official will meet in a remote courtyard in Jinling."
Zhang Xifeng asked coldly: "Where is the yard?"
Yan San could tell that Zhang Xifeng had a higher official position and was a member of the royal family.
Pan Xiaoxian's official position is much lower than Zhang Xifeng's.
Yan San did not answer Zhang Xifeng, but looked at Pan Xiaoxian: "If I cooperate with the official and catch the official behind him, can you spare my life?"
When things got to this point, Yan San just wanted to save his own life.
Pan Xiaoxian nodded: "Then it depends on your performance."
Yan San breathed a sigh of relief: "I can't explain it in one sentence or two. I will take the official to a remote yard."
Pan Xiaoxian looked at Zhang Fengyi next to him and asked his boss's opinion if he should let Yan San go.
This decision must be made carefully.
Yan San is a famous thief, and even if Zhang Xifeng escapes, he may not be able to catch him again.
As long as Yan San hides, with his ability, almost no one can catch him.
After all, Yan San was just a petty thief in the past, but he became a recognized criminal thief.
It's all about the skill in his legs.
Yan San said hurriedly: "Don't worry, sir, I will never run away. I only want to pay for my crimes and make meritorious services. I don't want to live a life of hiding in Tibet."
Zhang Xifeng nodded: "I can loosen my ties with you, but I have to make it clear in advance that if you dare to run away, you will have no chance of survival next time I am caught."
Yan San's thoughts were all over the place, as long as he didn't get caught.
When Pan Xiaoxian saw that Yan San was silent, he instantly saw his thoughts and sneered: "I know where your son is hiding. If you dare to escape, I will capture your son and die for you."
Yan San was shocked: "How do you know? I am my son..."
As soon as he said this, Yan San regretted it.
Fell into a trap.
Pan Xiaoxian definitely didn't know, he was just deceiving him.
Yan San looked at Pan Xiaoxian with fear in his eyes. This Jin Yiwei seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, which was so scary.
Pan Xiao was happy, but he just said it casually, but he didn't expect that he actually found out that Yan San had a son.
He had already thought about it just now. His son was useless, and he could still talk about his parents.
A person may not have a son, but he will definitely have parents.
It's impossible to pop out of a stone.
