The Dark Prince's Special Forces Concubine

Although Lord Zhao had not seen the appearance of the victims, he could imagine from the complaint that those tortured men would be useless even if they were rescued from the wolves' den!

Not only has the body been ravaged by the years, but the mind and spirit have been hurt and shattered, as if cut by countless sharp blades and can never be recovered.

Thinking of the poor victims, Lord Zhao stared at the two devilish murderers in front of him. The veins on his clenched fists bulged. He lowered his voice and asked Qian Duoduo, "Although these two criminals have not yet been tried in court, I have accepted all the complaints accusing them of numerous crimes. I will take them back to the East Street government office for interrogation. Considering that they often committed crimes in West Street, Lord Qian can listen in on the side. But don't disturb me when I'm trying a case!"

I was gritting my teeth when I said the last sentence to Lord Qian!

If now was not the time for the two to fall out, Lord Zhao would have wanted to rush forward and beat him up to comfort the souls of those victims who had been tortured to death!

Although Qian Duoduo was not the murderer, he was an indirect accomplice! If it weren't for his inaction, how could Huang Ruhua and the others dare to commit crimes and arrest people in broad daylight on West Street and act tyrannically for so many years.

Lord Qian, who was always smooth and cunning, didn't know how to respond for a moment when facing Lord Zhao head-on!

He could only laugh and chat with Lord Zhao, while giving signals to his subordinates.

After receiving the instructions, one of the men slowly retreated from the corner and called for help.

Huang Ruhua was still humming and cursing, her voice slowly dropping from the high octave to the low octave, with a hoarse voice, and from time to time a few words of greeting to your relatives popped out of her mouth.

Staring fiercely at Lord Zhao and his men with narrowed eyes, an officer grabbed the hemp ropes tied to Huang Ruhua's wrists and pulled them forward.

Two officers stood behind, holding knife handles, staring at Huang Ruhua from the left and right, fearing that something unexpected might happen to the thug on the way.

As for Bai Siyu, she cooperated by handing over her bound hands and followed the officer out step by step.

Lord Zhao led his men in a mighty procession towards the government office on East Street. Lord Qian followed Lord Zhao's steps while looking around. The busy streets were crowded with common people who came to watch the fun.

Huang Ruhua's fat body was dead heavy, and she refused to cooperate with the officer in front of her who was pulling the rope. After seeing Mu Qingqing's figure, he stared at Mu Qingqing's pretty face, then glanced at her lower body, and a perverted and twisted incoherent laugh came out of his mouth. The laugh echoed in every corner of the street, sounding eerie and scary.

Being stared at by the pervert Huang Ruhua, Mu Qingqing felt nauseous. She frowned and said sternly, "Miss Huang, laugh as much as you want before your head moves away! As for your eyes, do you know how to make fish eyes delicious? You have to dig them out one by one with an iron spoon, mix them with various pickled peppers and chili peppers, and then feed them to the dog."

Huang Ruhua's laughter stopped abruptly, and her sausage-like lips trembled up and down. She didn't expect such horrible words to come out of the mouth of the little handsome boy.

The bulky body and fat suddenly tensed up. After a while, Huang Ruhua suddenly laughed, "My little handsome boy, even if you die under the peony flowers, you will still be romantic! As long as I can have sex with you, I will cut off my head and let you kick it like a ball. What does that matter? You will still be a beauty in eighteen years! Hahahaha"

Before Mu Qingqing could respond to this, the people around her couldn't stand it anymore and started to accuse, insult and roll their eyes at her.

All kinds of rotten eggs, rotten duck eggs, rotten salted fish... were thrown at Huang Ruhua.

"Bah, bah, bah, you unruly people, how dare you throw garbage at me! Just wait for me..." Huang Ruhua used her clumsy body to avoid the smelly garbage while shouting and cursing at the people around her.

Qian Duoduo looked at Huang Ruhua who was lagging behind, spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground, and angrily cursed her as "idiot". It had come to this, but she was still acting like a bully.

Mu Qingqing shook her head slightly, her butterfly-like eyelashes fluttering gently, her obsidian eyes extremely calm: "With this ugly guy's IQ, if he doesn't have a strong backer to support him, he will end up eating a feast in a few minutes."

As he said this, he took Chunxiang and the others and followed the police officer steadily.

Under the management of Lord Zhao Yifeng, the public security of East Street has always ranked first among the four streets.

Even petty thefts are rare on the streets in normal times, let alone a case like this one that involves such a large scope, is so widespread, and is so thought-provoking.

Behind him followed a long line of common people, maids and servants from various mansions, all vying to see the first major case in history.

The excitement is comparable to a top scholar's tour of the city or a princess's wedding.

Otherwise, how can we say that Lord Zhao is a good official! The people of East Street all support him! That's why he was lucky enough to be promoted by the higher-ups and will soon be promoted...

Who would have known that at this critical juncture, I would meet these two beautiful girls!

Lord Zhao slammed the chopping board, and the officers below sang loudly: "The court is open, silence!"

The scene inside suddenly became serious and the atmosphere became tense.

Lord Zhao then ordered his subordinates to move four spectator chairs to the right, and asked the lawyer to invite Mu Qingqing and others at the yamen gate to come in and listen.

Besides, Mu Qingqing is one of the victims and the plaintiff. (She is also the future Sixth Princess! This is just Lord Zhao's guess.)

It was not until Mu Qingqing, Su Yunhao and others sat down that Mr. Qian suddenly realized that he seemed to have made a stupid mistake this time!

Based on my understanding of Zhao Yifeng over the years, his special behavior today should have attracted my attention.

As a result, for the safety of those two ugly, black San Franciscans, I, who was cautious and smooth, neglected everything around me.

If it was an ordinary case, or an ordinary person, would Zhao Yifeng dare to confront him head-on? The two were equal officials, and a war of words was the normal way of communication.

When he saw Su Yunhao sitting in the spectator's seat, his calm heart began to swirl rapidly like a whirlpool: Oh my god! It turned out to be this god! He participated, and that person must have known about it! It seems that today he has to sacrifice his pawns to save his chariot and protect himself!

Thinking of this, he stood up tremblingly and wanted to greet Su Yunhao, but then he saw Su Yunhao with a tense face, chatting with the person next to him, so he slowly sat down again.

At this time, Lord Qian Duoduo felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles through his official robe. He twisted and turned, not knowing where to place himself.

His eyes, which were originally full of righteousness, began to waver. When he saw the two beautiful women, he no longer felt like he had seen the God of Wealth. Now he only felt resentment: Idiot! Damn idiot!

Lord Zhao held a thick stack of petition papers in his hand, not knowing which victim to start with.

He glanced in the direction of Su Yunhao, and then at Mu Qingqing: Should he start with Mr. Mu? Or should he randomly pick one of the victims?

Su Yunhao received Lord Zhao's gaze and whispered to Zuo San behind him: "Where have you arranged all the victims? Maybe they can serve as witnesses in court?"

Once a witness goes to court, he or she will face everyone there: including relatives and friends he or she may know, or ordinary people he or she does not know.

Most of these people with conscience may feel pity and sympathy for them, and even shed tears. What I am afraid of is that some people with incorrect values ​​will not only not feel indignant about their experiences, but may even add insult to injury...

If one's psychological endurance is not strong enough, he may not be able to bear the pointing and criticizing of the people around him and may even commit suicide out of shame before he even convicts the criminal.

Mu Qingqing nodded to show that she understood Su Yunhao's concerns.

This is like those young girls in the past life who were raped by women. After reporting the case, they were looked down upon and scolded by the people around them: they said that she deserved it because she didn't take care of herself, indulged herself too much, dressed too revealingly, and seduced others everywhere, which led to her being raped by those women...