Then the chief manager asked him a few simple and insignificant questions, name, age, whether his parents are alive, and where he is from, which is very abnormal.

If it weren't for the cold tone, Song Chen would have thought that the eunuch would be a matchmaker for him and introduce his wife to him.

Although the old eunuch didn't ask anything, Song Chen said a lot, one was that the "worker" Lu Tianyi was suspicious, and the other was that the head of the Ministry of Justice Wang and Wang Er were eager to silence him.

When he finished speaking, Song Chen suddenly felt a faint murderous intent, and he could only comfort himself, which was an illusion.

Then the old eunuch went out, and he disappeared indefinitely because he didn't see how he got out. However, Song Chen, who was in a crisis of killing, had no time to pay attention to the rest, just said that he was dazzled.

"Master General, are there any clues?" asked a strong man who was two meters tall urgently.

The eunuch shook his head.

"Would you like to ask me if you don't suffer any flesh and blood, and you are unwilling to tell the truth!" The strong man prefers simple and rough ways of asking questions.

"No need, he can't see the sun tomorrow!" The tone of the chief executive said this was like I was going to have a meal.

"What, the sudden musket was really his move!" the strong man asked a little surprised.

"No!" the eunuch replied in a sarcastic tone, as if he was scolding the person who asked this question for being naive and unable to see such a simple truth.

Chen Buer, the chief manager of the Imperial City Department, is also the eunuch in the palace and the confidant of the Empress Dowager Xie Daoqing.

"Master General, even if this person is guilty, he is just a crime of misunderstanding. He will not die. Isn't it a little grass, grass..." The strong man's voice became smaller and smaller, and he did not finish the word "梦正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正正�

Finally, Chen Buer's eyes calmed down, and he explained to the strong man in a gentle and reasonable tone: "A knife, I don't want to have the blood of innocent people on my hands. Only by doing this can my arrangement be perfect."

Of course, the strong man wanted to ask what kind of arrangement was that he would make this innocent unlucky devil die. The old eunuch said to him again, and he would naturally tell him when the time came, and he would not ask anything now.

The ordinary minor official of the Ministry of Justice in the cell moved his ears. It was more than ten feet away from where they were talking. The voices of the two of them were deliberately pressing very low. According to common sense, it was impossible to hear them. The ordinary minor official of the Ministry of Justice in the corner of the underworld seemed to have noticed something, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

At this moment, he was no longer ordinary.

"Master General, let me do it, give him some fun!" The strong man's surname is Shang Yun, and he is one of the four great kings of the Imperial City Department. Because of his unique skills in flying swords, he was called Shang Yidao by people close to him.

His flying knife is fast enough to make people die before they feel pain. This is also a kind of kindness, the kindness of an executioner.

"Forget it, he is already asleep. Before the sun rises tomorrow morning, give him a good meal and then do it again." Chen Buer's tone did not seem to be fake. People who don't know thought he was a compassionate person.

Song Chen was indeed asleep. He was dreaming, all about death. In the dream, he died in various ways. He woke up from the nightmare in the middle of the night.

What should I do?

He has no time to complain about himself now, and a big question arose in Song Chen.

Why did the old eunuch show a trace of murderous intent after he talked about the suspicion of Lu Tianyi and Wang Da and Er?

Could it be that they are in the same group? Then he has ten heads that are not enough for them to cut.

It's not right. If they were in the same group, they wouldn't have sent someone to raise him from the Ministry of Justice's prison, otherwise he would have been killed by Wang Dawang Er...

So use strict logic to prove that you are innocent? Forget it, to be honest, it is not all innocent. The murderous musket was indeed made by yourself. In addition, the dead man is the only master who can make a divine arm crossbow, and he can get out after a few years of jail. That is the best situation.

Judging from the current situation, no party is really investigating the truth of the case, and on the contrary, they are covering up the truth. The truth seems to be much more complicated than he imagined.

The more he speaks, the more likely he is to be silenced by others.

It’s hell-level difficulty. As soon as you come, you’re trapped in a foggy killing crisis. How can you save yourself?

There are only two ways to think about it. The first one is simple, straightforward and effective, that is, jailbreak.

Prison breaking is a very unfamiliar field for Song Chen (Extra: Isn't this nonsense). Apart from watching several jailbreak movies and knowing that escape master Houdini, he knows nothing about this field. (Extra: The jailbreak movie itself helps the jailbreak, a highly technical field, close to zero)

The second article is bribery, but as a time traveler with a high level of awareness, bribing the Song Dynasty and giving this era a gift. To put it bluntly, it is an invention that was used to exchange for life, an invention that the Southern Song Dynasty could not refuse.

The entire Southern Song Dynasty's desire for "magic weapons and weapons" was as strong as the passengers in the desert's desire for water. Song Chen was a blasting expert in his previous life. It was a piece of cake to get an epoch-making musket.

The problem is how to make this group of people believe that he has this ability. Considering that his ex came to the abyss of life because of his "magic weapons" (extra: not the peak of life), it is even more impossible.

And there is another major premise: the other party did not rebel from the Song Dynasty system, otherwise when you heard you want to offer weapons to the Song Dynasty that would have an impact on the Song Dynasty’s war process, it would only make you die faster.

Oh my God, this seems to be a dead end.

"Get up, the time is up!" It was the ordinary minor official of the Ministry of Justice again. His voice was as plain as water, with a formal tone.

A bowl of fragrant rice was handed over, and there were two fat chicken legs on it. It was instantly aroused by appetite, but a hundred question marks also arose in my heart?

Could it be that this is the ‘last supper’!

"This is your slaughtered rice, eat it well!" What the ordinary minor official of the Ministry of Justice confirmed his guess.

The crow's mouth, Song Chen roared at himself in his heart.

Song Chen asked him again, how could he be executed directly without being interrogated? No matter how Song Chen begged or shouted sternly, he seemed to have not heard it, with a blank expression on his face.

Oh my God, I have all died once, what else are you afraid of? Well, be afraid if you are afraid, at least be a full devil, then pick up the chicken legs and chew it.

After a while, Song Chen swallowed the last piece of rice into his stomach and smacked the oil on his lips.

"Do you still want to eat?" A full voice came, and the strong man, who was two meters tall, came in. Seeing this thin bamboo pole (except: Song Chen is a tall and thin guy, so he has this image) even though he knew that he was about to die, he could still enjoy the food leisurely. This required courage.

"I'm full!" Song Chen touched his belly and burped.

"Heroic man, I, Shang Yun, will send you on the road today!" The strong man punched him seriously. He respected the hero who was not afraid of death.

"What method, white silk, poison, guillotine, executioner?" Song Chen asked lightly, his tone was like asking, friend, have you had breakfast?

"Flying Knife!" The strong man Shang Yun was about to take action himself. He vowed that he would let the 'hero' die without pain at the fastest speed.

"There is another choice, die of old age!" Song Chen was trying to control his trembling hands, and he was frightened in his heart, but he said lightly on his face...
Chapter completed!