Jiang Fan didn''t mean to ask too much.


    Since Liu Ziyu''s escort appeared in this group and still wanted to rob their own brewing workshop, the reason was obvious and there was no need to continue interrogation.


    Moreover, this inexplicable robbery did not cause any serious consequences, so it is not worth how careful to treat.


    However, it is absolutely impossible for Jiang Fan to simply let them go.


    It''s not good to open a good hall. They have been bullied. Even if the other party fails, they must be punished enough!


    Therefore, Jiang Fan directly ordered to put all the dozen people in prison.


    Of course, the treatment of more than a dozen people can not be exactly the same.


    Liu Ziyu''s escort will be held in the cell where he was previously held, while the other dozen will be held in another cell.


    If Jiang Fan was a prisoner in the previous cell, he would say to Liu Ziyu''s guard: again, brother?


    "What happens when we''re locked up? What can we do?"


    Su xiaonuan asked expectantly.


    "What do you want to do?"


    Jiang Fan looks at Su xiaonuan strangely.


    "Torture! That''s what the play says! These people came to rob your workshop and were caught by us. Of course, they have to be tortured!"


    Su xiaonuan said excitedly.


    "Torture..."


    Jiang Fan looked at Su xiaonuan more strangely and asked, "then, comrade Su xiaonuan, what is the purpose of torture?"


    "Eh? Purpose? Let them tell who is behind it?"


    Su xiaonuan asked in an uncertain way.


    "You''re right. The purpose of torture is to get the whole thing out. But the problem is, I already know who the main messenger behind them is and why it happened. So... What''s the point of torture?"


    Jiang Fan asked quite speechless.


    Su xiaonuan was stunned, subconsciously reached out and touched the back of his head, and said blankly, "that''s right


    "All right, arrange someone to find Liu Wenguang''s son. Just say I''m waiting for him in the government office and have something to talk to him."


    Jiang Fan waved his hand. He was quite used to Su xiaonuan''s frequent short circuit in his head.


    "Young master, who is Liu Wenguang?"


    Su xiaonuan asked blankly.


    Jiang Fan was stunned. Then he remembered that Su xiaonuan had stayed in the brewing workshop for a long time and basically knew nothing about what happened in Heyang city.


    He pinched his eyebrows and said with a headache, "let your eldest lady explain to you. I think I should reduce the number of times I talk to you, otherwise I won''t be angry with you for too long."


    "Oh... Ok..."


    Su xiaonuan looked wronged, then suddenly thought of something, and carefully said, "young master, can I ask the last question?"


    "I once had a friend."


    Jiang Fan spoke directly.


    "Young master, you have too many dead friends. I just want to ask, you just called me Su xiaonuan... Comrade? What does Comrade mean?"


    Su xiaonuan looks like a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.


    Jiang Fan couldn''t help but take a deep breath, turned his head and said to Lin Wanru, who was holding back a smile: "just like, I''ll go to the government office first, and Su xiaonuan will take care of it. I''m afraid I''ll lose my life if I talk to him more."


    With that, Jiang Fan almost ran away and left the Lin family''s house.


    Lin Wanqing followed Jiang Fan with a smile. He just thought this scene was very interesting.


    Because she rarely sees Jiang fan running away like this, and only when she is with Su xiaonuan can Jiang Fan always fall into a situation where there is no clear reason.


    It''s really... One thing falls to another


    "Miss, did I say something wrong?"


    Seeing that Jiang Fan ran away in the blink of an eye, Su xiaonuan was puzzled. Tonglin seemed to ask.


    "You''re right, but brother Jiang Fan often feels frustrated when he faces you, so he runs away."


    Lin just covered his mouth and smiled.


    "Frustration? Why?"


    "Maybe it''s because you''re used to being unreasonable."


    "... miss, you are scolding me."


    "Wronged, I''m definitely praising you. All right, go and let someone find Liu Wenguang''s son. Don''t let brother Jiang Fan wait too long."


    "But miss, who is Liu Wenguang?"


    "Liu Wenguang... He is the Sheriff of Handong."


    At this time, Liu Ziyu was walking back and forth in the guest room of the inn with an anxious face.


    A middle-aged man in his forties stood respectfully aside.


    As Liu Ziyu paced back and forth faster and faster, the middle-aged man seemed to want to say something, but every time his words came to his mouth, he stubbornly endured it.


    For a long time, Liu Ziyu took the initiative to say, "why haven''t you come back? It''s just robbing a brewing workshop. Haven''t you succeeded for such a long time?"


    "Young master, I still think... This kind of practice is too risky. After all, Jiang fan is the captain of Heyang city. He goes directly to rob his brewing workshop. Once the incident happens, even the sheriff will be very difficult to do."


    The middle-aged man said with a bitter face.


    "As you said, the premise is that the incident happened! But as long as no evidence is left, what can Jiang Fan doubt? He doubts, I can deny it! Anyway, it''s OK to grab things, and no one can take me!"


    Liu Ziyu glared at the middle-aged man, then waved his hand and continued: "all right, just swallow these words. I don''t know how much risk there is? But isn''t there no way! Jiang fan doesn''t look like oil and salt. I don''t want to go back and explain it to my father?"


    "Yes... Young master, don''t worry too much. The village is a long way from Heyang. If everything goes well, you have to bring back the brewing equipment. It''s normal to delay some time."


    The middle-aged man can only be relieved.


    Liu Ziyu thought for a moment and felt that what the middle-aged man said was reasonable. He bit his teeth and sat back in his seat.


    Just about to take a sip of tea, there was a sudden knock on the door of the guest room.


    Liu Ziyu was immediately startled and nearly knocked over the teacup in front of him.


    "Knock what knock! I''m dying!"


    Liu Ziyu scolded angrily.


    However, the noise of knocking on the door did not decrease at all, but became more and more dense. The door frames could not stand shaking, as if they were going to be broken directly.


    The middle-aged man hurried to open the door. A constable in a yamen uniform appeared at the door and said expressionless, "Liu Ziyu, my adult asked you to have a chat!"


    "What, your family adult? Who! Do you know who I am? It''s also the so-called adult of your Heyang yamen who can call and drink?"


    Liu Ziyu slapped the table hard and shouted with great dissatisfaction.


    "My Lord, Heyang Chengwei and Jiang Fanjiang. I have something to tell you. Liu Ziyu, your guard, is in my hand."


    what!?


    Liu Ziyu was stunned, and immediately his face turned white.