Anqing City, dungeon.


    The whip reverberated in the dark and narrow space. The wet ground was a little muddy, and the feet stepped on the spread straw, Zizi squeezed out the water stains.


    Under the dim yellow lights, a group of people came in.


    The whip raised in the dark was drawn out of the air and burst, and fell on the figure. With a series of miserable howls, the figure walked slowly, stepped on the straw and walked forward.


    Jin Xiang followed the tall figure in front of her and listened to the harsh cry. She felt pain in her heart, as if she fell on herself with a whip.


    In his eyes, the jailer was torturing the general surnamed Jin yesterday. He offered the joint position and brought back several restless suspects.


    Seeing Tang Hao passing through the dark passage, the captain with a whip came out of the stone house, arched his bloody hands and reported breathlessly.


    "General Tang, a total of three people have been arrested. General Jin is right. At the joint, the three people are planning a fire to light our grain, grass and armory."


    "All the ten cans of fire oil collected have been sealed up in the armory."


    A pair of beautiful eyes peeped out from Tang Hao''s side, reflecting the dark stone candlestick. There were still rags and flesh fragments on the bloody whip. For a moment, the woman''s heart was mentioned to her throat, and the jade face was instantly pale. She didn''t dare to imagine what her eldest brother looks like now.


    Almost subconsciously, he clenched his jade hand, and his nails were deep in the flesh, trembling faintly.


    Immediately, the figure in front of him nodded slightly, and the quiet words rang at the next moment.


    "How about the other two?"


    The captain raised his arm, made a gesture of invitation, and spoke at Tang Hao''s side.


    "Last night, a suspect couldn''t help being tortured and had already bitten off his tongue and killed himself."


    "The other man is a hard bone. His mouth can''t be pried open."


    In the words, the party had come to a stone house, and through the stone pillars, they could see the vague shadow of the figure on the prison guard''s whip frame. The dull hum of pain was mixed with the sound of chain shaking, intertwined with the roar of the whip.


    The prison door was opened with a bang at the next moment. Tang Hao and others came in, smelling the strong blood and wrinkling his nose.


    The captain waved to the jailer to stop whipping. The two interrogators quickly bowed and then pushed aside.


    "General, this man is the mastermind. As for whether they still have accomplices, I didn''t say a word."


    "I haven''t mentioned whether there are other conspiracies."


    The captain looked at the two interrogators and waved his hands.


    "You go down first."


    The two men flashed out of the stone house, put on the doorpost and guarded the door with knives.


    Tang Hao came forward slowly, looked at the bloody man on the wooden frame and said in a deep voice.


    "It''s a man."


    The figure on the wooden frame raised his eyes slightly, and his blood blurred eyes blinked for a moment before he saw the figure in front of him. His waxy yellow face shook down and shook the blood stains off his beard.


    "Dear Sir, did you... Catch the wrong person... We are just... Ordinary merchants."


    "The fire oil... Was originally used to sell to officials... And big families."


    "Dear... Let me go..."


    Hearing the feeble voice echoing in his ears, Tang Hao stood in front of him with his hands on his back, stared at the young man in his thirties and forties, and slowly opened his mouth.


    "An ordinary merchant? An ordinary merchant with ten cans of kerosene?"


    "Do you want to sell to the armory of Datang barracks or to the granary of Datang?"


    "Since you had such a dangerous idea, you were destined to be interrogated in such a prison. Do you understand?"


    Tang Hao walked back and forth for two steps, leaning over his head.


    "I don''t understand. Since you are in Anqing City, can''t you see that Koguryo''s people also live here?"


    "How many innocent compatriots will die in the huge fire by lighting the granary and armory? Have you never thought about it?"


    One of the three died last night, and the other was half dead. The jailers didn''t dare to hurt the older man easily, so this man looked a little better than the previous one.


    Hearing the words, the man raised his head slightly and tried to hold up his swollen eyes. The corners of his mouth cracked and shed blood. His hoarse voice squeezed out of his throat.


    "Ha ha, you''ve interrogated some... Clues. It seems... It seems that a thief... Told the secret."


    Tang Hao stopped, leaned forward slightly and said in a deep voice.


    "You''re right. A senior general told the secret."


    "If your next answer satisfies me, I don''t mind giving you a way to live."


    The figure on the wooden frame was stunned. A moment later, he opened his bloody lips, exposed his bloody teeth, and forcibly pulled out a smile.


    "As for the others... You... You don''t want to know..."


    "You... You are Tang people. Even if I said... You will die if you go back. Our lives... Are very humble..."


    Without a satisfactory answer, Tang Hao suddenly turned around and waved.


    "Cut off his fingers one by one. Remember, it''s cutting, not cutting."


    "The same is true for toes. There are a lot of hemostatic drugs in the military camp. Take the best and don''t let people die."


    When the prison door was opened, Tang Hao turned and went out, leaving behind him a hoarse cry.


    "You... You... Son of a bitch..."


    Across the stone pillar, Jin Xiang looked at the figure and already burst into tears.


    What does her eldest brother look like in prison?