The fat man narrowed his triangle eyes and sneered.

"Ha, just recognize it, tell me what are the activities between you?"

Zhou Heng looked up at the fat man. His arms were sore and numb at this moment. The rope was extremely uncomfortable when he strangled into the flesh.

"Action? I don't know what the adults mean to do? The grass-roots people don't know how to answer."

The fat man's eyes were on fire, but this time he didn't have an attack. He pointed at Liu Renli and said:

"Very good, pretending to be confused with me, right? No problem, to put it another way, have you participated in the disaster relief in Qingping County?"

Zhou Heng nodded, "Yes, Caomin and the people from Huichuntang closed down for eight days to conduct free medical treatment to treat patients and control the spread of the epidemic."

A successful smile flashed across the fat man's face, and he glanced at the man responsible for recording next to him. The man wrote quickly and recorded everything Zhou Heng said.

"Just admit the account. Now I ask you, are the victims you treated suffering from the plague?"

These step-by-step questions seemed to be asking for their own confession, whether they were responsible for the treatment, whether the person being treated had a plague, and one after another, and also signaled the master to record it.

Is there any conspiracy or a handle for all this?

Just as Zhou Heng was slightly stunned, the fat man in the hall had already narrowed his eyes and snorted, and the yamen runners in the hall began to poke the water and fire sticks.

Zhou Heng then looked up at the fat man and replied with confusion:

"There are all kinds of patients among the victims, including trauma, typhoid fever, and plague. However, the most plague patients are. The adults' question made the grass people a little puzzled, so they didn't know how to answer for a while."

A light flashed across the fat man's eyes, "In other words, most of the patients you treat are plague patients, right?"

Zhou Heng nodded and replied calmly: "Yes."

"Then I ask you, how many patients have you treated? How many people have died?"

Zhou Heng paused, he really knew this number, after all, he glanced at it when Qu Ziping counted it.

"The total number of 2,234 people was isolated and observed, and 1,493 patients of all kinds were treated, with a total of 52 deaths. As for the patients with plague, more than 90% of them accounted for."

As soon as Zhou Heng said this, he led the fat man and the thin man, and both raised their heads and smiled, looking at Zhou Heng with a look of a fool.

"You really think that we magistrates are fools, let you deceive them like this? From ancient times to the present, the plague broke out, and even if properly controlled, at least half of the victims died. The number you reported was that more than 20,000 people were placed in disaster relief, only more than 2,000 people were sick, and finally basically cured, only more than 50 people died, and among these more than 50 people, there were also falls or other causes of death."

The fat man looked jealous of evil, stared at Zhou Heng and shouted:

"You are so brave, you are so brave, Zhou Heng, are you guilty of being aware of the crime?"

Zhou Heng was stunned. Only then did he understand the fat man's intention. He felt that the data was fake, and Liu Renli had obviously reported the data, which aroused suspicion from superior officials, so this happened today.

Needless to ask, this fat man must be Liu Mingshun, and the questioning of Liu Renli was fruitless. Then he brought people to Qingping County to find someone, Liu Renli, to pour dirty water on his body, and to confirm the matter.

Zhou Heng stared at the fat man, but now he lost the worries he had just now.

"The grass-roots people don't know what crime they have committed. Each of these data is calculated by the yamen runners and disaster relief workers. If you don't believe it, you can go to someone to verify it."

Zhou Heng paused, raised his head slightly, looked at the tall and thin official, and continued:

"As for the adults, at least half of the deaths in the treatment of plague, it depends on what method is used. If traditional methods are used, the result will naturally be so. The method used in Qingping County is mainly to control isolation and separate the sick and healthy people, so that the spread of plague can be effectively controlled. Of course, there are also very detailed methods to use at the same time to control the mortality rate to this number. If you have any questions, you can go to the resettlement area to investigate. Each dead person and patient has a detailed record and can be found in the yellow book."

Zhou Heng said this very quickly and kept staring at the tall and thin man. He knew that although this person could not see any difference between this person and the fat man in the official uniform, he could already feel from the two of them entering the door until they were just speaking that this person was the main person in charge of the investigation of this matter.

Sure enough, after Zhou Heng finished speaking, the fat man was so angry that he wanted to get angry that he reached out to grab a token and prepared to throw it down.

Li Se said: "Bold and unruly people, full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and I am here to make things wrong. I don't think I can't tell the truth if I don't need to be punished."

Zhou Heng was startled and controlled his trembling legs. He knew that if he admitted defeat at this moment, let alone Liu Renli, he and Huichuntang would be finished.

Just as the token was about to be released, the thin tall man raised his hand and stopped the fat man's movements.

The fat man quickly grabbed the token and looked at the tall and thin man with a smile.

“Mr. He means”

Lord He waved his hand at the fat man and signaled him to put away the token first.

"Don't use torture first. Since the people and victims in the city know these numbers and know the whole story of disaster relief, then just ask someone to come and ask. Xu Baihu went to the nearby clinic and outside the city to find some witnesses to avoid saying that we abused lynching."

Zhou Heng swallowed a saliva. This was very good. It was easy to find someone to have a certificate. The key was who to look for?

Although Mr. He has never spoken, he can feel that he is more cunning than this fat man. He is definitely not so mean to stop the fat man because he convinces the public. How to listen to the conversation and arrangements have a sense of conspiracy.

Xu Baihu raised his eyes and looked at Lord He, clasped his fists and said, and took more than a dozen yamen runners out.

Zhou Heng's legs were already a little numb, but he didn't dare to move at this time. Yu Guang looked at Liu Renli. Liu Renli's injured leg was constantly trembling. Obviously, the leg injury was extremely painful, but he endured it.

The punishment of the anti-Japanese hero Zhazidong was only seen in film and television works. Such a vivid life was ravaged in front of Zhou Heng's eyes, and the shock was indescribable.

In less than a cup of tea, Xu Baihu brought people back. Zhou Heng did not look back and narrowed his eyes slightly. This was too fast.

It takes at least half an hour to ride a horse around the city.

Oh, you want to find someone to investigate the case, and you ran into it at the door when you go out. What a fool?

Needless to say, these people were arranged by the other party long ago, but who can be bewitched by these people in Qingping County?

You should know that all merchants and people have just experienced such a famine. Although the impact on the people in the city has been reduced to a minimum, the price increase in half a month is still very amazing.

The city gates are closed, and small vendors cannot circulate materials. Everyone sells whatever they want. Some essential materials for rice and flour can be at least doubled, and the pickles and meat have grown many times.

Like vegetables and eggs, it has become a rare thing. This thing has no price and is never seen in the city.

Even so, I have never heard the people in the city complain. Everyone still supports disaster relief as usual, has no objection to the lockdown and isolatement, and actively participates in the recruitment of volunteers, even if there are still people who go to the county government to register.

Zhou Heng's eyes turned, could it be that some of the gentry were dissatisfied?

No, this is not the case. It has a reputation that should be. All the big families have paid off supplies, money and heads, and they support it here and suppress it there. No one believes that if they say it, their family will be engraved on the monument at the city gate in the future. Will such glory be abandoned?

Zhou Heng kept thinking about all the possibilities in his mind. At this moment, a messy sound of footsteps came from behind him, and he could feel that there were many people coming.

Zhou Hengxin trembled and suddenly thought of someone. Could they really be hurt?

At this moment, the fat man had already started talking.

"Who is in the hall?"

A slightly familiar voice sounded behind Zhou Heng to the left.
Chapter completed!