The little thief was finally carried into the torture chamber.
When they saw him, the two suspects were like drowning people grasping for life-saving straws and kept shouting.
"The little thief who you all say is innocent has been brought here.
I will give you justice."
The master ordered someone to put down the trembling little thief and said calmly.
"Little thief, tell me, apart from beating you, I have never touched your things," the beating man continued to shout.
"Little thief, did I just stop the fight for you?"
the man who blocked the fight continued.
"Tell me which one of them is right?"
The master turned around and asked the little thief.
"Sir, he did hit me.
Yes, he helped me stop the fight.
That's also true.
It's just that I don't know whether they touched the villain's things or not."
The little thief's trembling words made him angry.
The two prisoners were scolded.
"You weakling, I really regret not beating you to death."
The beating man was furious.
If his hands and feet hadn't been handcuffed, he would have rushed over and wanted to tear the little thief to pieces.
"I have good intentions, but your conscience has been eaten by dogs."
The man who blocked the fight became Mr.
Dong Guo, and he felt aggrieved.
"Whether you have touched his things, he can't tell clearly, but I know it in my heart," the master continued calmly.
"Sir, I'm wronged," the two prisoners shouted again.
"Whether he is wronged or not, we will find out soon," the master said, looking at the little thief again.
"Sir, what the villain said is all the truth, and there is no falsehood at all."
The little thief was still trembling.
"Don't be afraid, I will ask you, did you eat hot porridge secretly when you were getting porridge from the kitchen?"
The master changed the subject and actually mentioned getting porridge.
The little thief knew it well and didn't dare to say a word of nonsense at this time.
So he nodded and admitted immediately.
"Sir, little one, little one" "As long as it's the truth, it doesn't matter," the master said calmly.
"Sir, the hot porridge in the little kitchen is so fragrant, so I secretly drank a bowl."
The little thief shivered even more.
"If you can tell the truth, I guarantee that you will be fine."
The master nodded.
"Sir, don't listen to this weakling's nonsense.
You don't know something.
His mouth is looser than Sister Yao's belt.
Maybe he took the opportunity to put poison in the porridge."
The man who stopped the fight believed the little thief's words when he saw his master. , and immediately began to bite back.
"Sir, he is right.
You can't believe a word of that boy's words," the man who hit the man said in support.
The master laughed loudly.
"It's such a good show.
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I'm not sure whether I can believe his words."
The little thief couldn't help but trembled in his heart.
He collapsed on the ground and kept mumbling.
"My lord, they are spitting blood."
"I'm not sure, but there are people who can be sure."
After the master finished speaking, he motioned to the head jailer beside him to speak.
"Sir, I can testify that the little thief's words are absolutely not false.
He secretly ate the hot porridge in the kitchen."
"What evidence do you have?"
Master continued to ask.
"My lord, please wait a moment," the chief jailer said and left the execution room.
After a while he came in with a few fragments of a coarse bowl.
"This is the evidence you said," the master asked rhetorically.
The head jailer nodded and replied calmly.
"Yes, Sir Yingming, these fragments come from the thick bowl on top of the pottery pot where the little porridge was served."
"What can a few fragments of a thick bowl mean?"
the master continued to ask.
"My lord, I don't know.
Although this thick bowl is broken into several pieces, there are still a few grains of rice left on it.
What's more, the younger one has been keeping people under surveillance," the head jailer said calmly.
When the little thief heard this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed and shouted hurriedly.
"What the official said is that the villain was smart and secretly drank the porridge, thinking that he had licked it clean."
The master laughed again.
"Hahahaha, you are really smart.
Fortunately, your little cleverness was revealed and I saved you."
The stone in the little thief's heart finally fell to the ground.
"It was the adults who saw clearly and saved the villain."
The two suspects had nothing to say and did not dare to throw dirty water on the little thief again.
"You two, do you still think he was poisoned?"
Master asked.
"Sir, we are here to share your worries.
After all, that weakling has been holding a clay pot filled with porridge," the man who hit the man hurriedly explained.
"Yes, sir, we are also speculating, and there will inevitably be mistakes," the man who blocked the fight said.
The master found it funny.
"You two treacherous people, you are still here talking cleverly and seductively."
"Sir, I'm wronged," the two suspects shouted.
"Whether they are wronged or not, you have to explain it to the torture instruments in the torture chamber."
The master looked angry and immediately ordered them to be tortured separately and turned around and left the torture chamber.
The head jailer was very puzzled and immediately came over to ask for advice.
"Why do you want to separate them again?"
The master smiled coldly and said calmly.
"These two treacherous men have already known that they have fallen into our trap.
No matter how hard they struggle, they will still be trapped animals.
By separating them for torture, we can apply a little pressure and defeat them one by one."
"The master's methods are really brilliant and the little one is convinced," the head jailer continued to praise.
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The master looked proud, pointed at the door of the execution room, and ordered.
"It won't be long before you go and take a look, and everything will come to light."
The head jailer nodded and reentered the execution room happily.
After several rounds of torture, the two suspects were unable to survive.
When the chief jailer learned that the time had come, he ordered his people to lobby individually.
"You're holding on so hard, why bother?
Your accomplices all confessed, and he said you were the mastermind of this matter."
A soldier coldly shouted at the man who was beating the man.
"My lord, I was wronged," the man who hit the man continued to argue.
"Those who come in here don't say that they are not unjust.
I said it so kindly.
It's because they feel that you have suffered too much, brother."
The soldier and the man who hit him actually started to call each other brothers.
"My lord, I can't understand you," the man who hit the man said, shaking his head.
The soldier calmly walked out of the execution room, took a dense confession, and waved it in the face of the man who had beaten him.
"Now you understand, I have in my hand the confession of your accomplice.
Don't be stupid."
The man who hit him was stunned for a moment, and the severe pain all over his body and the grievance in his heart suddenly came over him like a tide.
"Master, he is the mastermind" "Okay, please speak slowly."
After saying this, the soldier immediately asked someone to give a message to the chief jailer.
After receiving the news, the jailer leader did not dare to delay and immediately reported it to the master.
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