Koi Fleeing Famine: I Picked Up a Chief Assistant as a Husband

Chapter 208

I saw Ji Mingcheng, who was wearing a purple brocade suit, walking slowly, looking at her, and finally fell into those bright and puzzled eyes.

Lu Nanzhi leaned over slightly and said, "I've met Mr. Ji, but I don't know what Mr. Ji called me?"

There was a smile on the corner of Ji Mingcheng's mouth: "Actually, there's nothing wrong, but I heard that the food here is all recipes given by the girl. I'm afraid I'll invite you to Shuntian Mansion for a while."

Lu Nanzhi knew in his heart that he had guessed right, and the case was probably aimed at him.

Wushuang frowned, but when she wanted to say something, Lu Nanzhi stopped her with her right hand. Wushuang gritted her teeth and lowered her head.

Lu Nanzhi raised his head and nodded slightly to Ji Mingcheng, and said, "Master Ji, what is the meaning of this? Do you suspect that I am the murderer?"

"Whether it's the murderer or not still needs to be found out." Ji Mingcheng raised his eyebrows, and made a gesture of asking sideways.

Lu Nanzhi understood that she had to go to Shuntian Mansion today, so she had to follow Ji Mingcheng to Shuntian Mansion.

The two rode in the carriage, and Lu Nanzhi remained silent all the way, thinking of various countermeasures in his mind.

After a while, Ji Mingcheng opened the curtain to look at the scenery outside, and asked, "Miss Lu doesn't seem to be afraid?"

Lu Nanzhi smiled faintly, and said calmly, "If you are not afraid of death, what else would you be afraid of? Lord Ji, even if it is judged, the pure will be clear, and the turbid will be turbid."

Ji Mingcheng smiled lightly and lowered the curtain.

Lu Nanzhi felt cold all over, this time it wasn't an act, it was really cold, as if she was in an ice cellar, she couldn't help shrinking her shoulders.

The carriage stopped suddenly, Wushuang lifted the curtain, looked out of the window, and said in a low voice, "Miss, should we inform Mr. Shen?"

Lu Nanzhi looked at her solemnly, motioning her not to speak.

Wushuang looked outside and then at Lu Nanzhi, feeling a little uneasy.

The carriage stopped at the gate of Shuntian Mansion, and Wushuang helped Lu Nanzhi get off the carriage.

As soon as he got off the carriage, Lu Nanzhi felt several scorching eyes staring at her, as if they wanted to pierce her.

"Hey, that's not the owner of Hongzhuang Pavilion, who was also arrested in Shuntian Mansion. I wonder what crime this woman committed?" Several pairs of eyes fixed on Lu Nanzhi's face, and a mocking laugh came from his mouth.

Lu Nanzhi looked at the few people not to be outdone, his clear black eyes glowed with a cold light, which made the few people who spoke feel uncomfortable.

Although this woman was a little younger, the look in her eyes made them feel scared.

"I'm afraid Miss Lu will be wronged and spent in prison today. I will release you after I find out the truth." Ji Mingcheng showed a big smile on his lips.

As long as Lu Nanzhi enters the prison, don't even think about getting out of it alive.

That's right, he just wants to avenge his son, and he wants these people to pay the price they deserve!
"Then wait for your good news!" Lu Nanzhi nodded. She didn't mind waiting for the result, but she was afraid that he would make some tricks.

Fortunately, she is smart, and she was asked to inform Shen Lanze when she came.

In fact, it was her luck that she happened to meet Buzhuang shopkeeper to join in the fun, so she had the opportunity to let the shopkeeper pass on the message.

In the prison, there was a burst of damp breath, and the cold environment made Lu Nanzhi frown slightly, sighed, turned and sat down against the wall, hugging his knees with his hands.

"Miss, what should we do now?" Wushuang was afraid that Master Ji would be unfavorable to Miss.

"Wait and see what happens." Lu Nanzhi said indifferently, but his eyes were looking somewhere, and a cold arc appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This time, things were not as simple as they appeared on the surface.

Ji Mingcheng must be supported by someone behind him, that's why he dared to send her to the prison unscrupulously.

As for those people, since she wanted to harm her, she naturally couldn't let them go.

No matter what grievances those people have with her, but the other party has bullied her to the door, she naturally can't let it go!
"Ah..." Suddenly, a miserable howl resounded throughout the dungeon.

Then came two more, three more...

The wailing gradually sounded, resounding throughout the prison, and after two quarters of an hour passed, the wailing finally stopped.

Lu Nanzhi stood up slowly and patted his clothes: "Let's go!"

Wushuang was confused by her sudden words, and asked doubtfully, "Miss, where are we going?"

How can they get out of the prison now, is it possible that Miss is going to escape from prison?
Lu Nanzhi didn't answer, but stared at the outside of the prison. Soon there was the sound of footsteps, and then a jailer opened the door.

"It's your turn, come out quickly." The jailer looked at the two of them and urged impatiently.

Only then did Wushuang understand the meaning of what the young lady said just now. It turned out that someone wanted to interrogate them, and the two followed the jailer to the deepest part of the prison.

In the darkroom, the shopkeeper was dripping with blood, lying on the ground dying, and there were more than a dozen blood-stained instruments of torture scattered beside him.

At this moment, his face was pale, his chest heaved violently, as if he was about to die.

"Heh...hehe, cough cough..." He opened his mouth, but he couldn't make any sound.

"Should I tell you or not?" The short man walked over and stepped on the man's chest.

Then he knelt down and pinched the man's cheeks, and mocked in a contemptuous tone: "What good did the murderer do to you to make your mouth so hard? I want to see if it is your mouth that is hard, or the instrument of torture in my hand!"

Hearing the short man's words, the shopkeeper's pupils shrank slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but his throat was too dry, and he couldn't say a complete sentence at all.

The short man snorted coldly, let go of his feet and stepped back, wiped his feet in disgust, took out a dagger and kept gesturing at the shopkeeper.

"It turns out that this is Mr. Ji's fairness and justice, but it's just a trick of torture." Lu Nanzhi gritted his teeth.

The short man turned his head when he heard the voice behind him, saw Lu Nanzhi and the maid beside him, and sneered, "Another one with a hard mouth."

The short man waved his hand, and the jailer behind him came and dragged the shopkeeper into the prison.

The shopkeeper struggled to get up from the ground, staggered a few steps and rushed to the door, stretched out his hand to pull the iron door and looked out, but couldn't see anything, he fell back to the ground in a dejected state, and couldn't help feeling worried.

Lu Nanzhi sat on the chair calmly, raised his eyes to look at the short man, "I wonder who this adult is?"

"I am the steward in charge of the punishment of the prison, and the interrogation of all of you has passed through my hands!"

The short man said triumphantly: "If you are sensible, hurry up and confess, so as to avoid the pain of flesh and blood!"

"Oh." Lu Nanzhi nodded, and said lightly, "Then I really want to try how adults treat prisoners."

"Huh." The short man let out a cold snort from his nostrils: "If you don't eat a toast, you will be punished!"

The short man walked up to Lu Nanzhi and stood still, looking down at her with fierce eyes.

Lu Nanzhi looked up at him without any fear, and there was even some provocation in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)