A hint of embarrassment flashed across Wu Ping's face, but he soon covered it up.

He smiled at me and said, "This is also a solution. The victims must be concentrated to facilitate protection."

I naturally understand his approach, but I am afraid that these people don’t understand, and there will be conflicts at that time!

Sure enough, the man who had just spoken cursed dissatisfiedly: "Wang Qiang ran away yesterday, don't you care, why should you hold us and not let go?"

It seems that they don’t know that Wang Qiang is dead yet. I looked at Wu Ping, and he frowned and said dissatisfiedly: “You guys are not sure about your own affairs? At least someone will find out if something happens in the hospital. At home…”

"Even if something happens at home, we think we are unlucky. Who the hell wants to huddle in the hospital all day long? Do you smell the smell here and let you stay with you?" the man said with a striking remark.

Indeed, the five old men were eating and drinking in the ward. Although it was not yet officially hot, the smell was no longer good.

Wu Ping exhaled, not entangled with the man, just let us see the injuries of several people and see if we could come up with any solution.

When he heard that he was checking the wound, the man shouted again: "Looking at the wound every day, we are not monkeys, what do you mean?"

After several entanglements by the man, the other four people also started to make trouble, saying that they didn’t want to stay in the hospital, and they didn’t say that they could not say anything about it. After all, they were all small businesses, and this delay was to charge less money for a day.

"What nonsense? If you don't want to die, shut up!" Wu Ping was furious. It was probably because the depression that was pressing on his heart was not vented. The man happened to hit the gun.

After all, he was an official, and the momentum of his body was very scary when he started to get angry! The man muttered a few words and didn't dare to say anything else. He slowly lifted his clothes and turned his back towards us, and the others did the same.

I sneered, no wonder the man just shouted the most, because the wound on his body was the shallowest, just a light red one, and compared to the other person next to the purple waist and hips, it seemed like it was tickling.

"Why are you laughing?" The man said dissatisfied when he saw me staring at him and laughing.

I glanced at him and made a deep voice: "If you want to die, go out by yourself. Don't implicate others. Do you think your injuries are not hurting? Then you don't look at the injuries on other people. They will definitely get inflamed when they don't stay in the hospital and get home. Who will treat them then?"

The reason why I say this is to reduce the impact of the situation. We are confident that we can deal with him alone. If five people make trouble together,

It is inevitable that other patients in the hospital will be alarmed.

As expected, after hearing what I said, the four men who had helped the man changed their faces and stopped talking.

The man glared at me fiercely, and in the end he didn't make trouble anymore, but let us check the wounds obediently.

Although the photos are clear, it is not as convenient as checking them in person. I checked them separately from the man in T-shirt, and I checked them out the most fierce man who made trouble.

I gently pressed his wound and he hissed: "You can't be so fucking light?"

"A big man is clamoring because of this injury and doesn't feel embarrassed." Wu Ping was idle while doing nothing, obviously got angry with the man, and even said something to him.

The man was frustrated and gritted his teeth and stopped talking.

"What does it feel when I was beaten?" I pressed it on several places. The wound looked familiar, but for a moment I couldn't remember where I had seen it.

The man said depressedly: "Isn't it just that I was beaten up, I've said this many times, but I don't understand?"

I didn't care about his attitude, and I patted the wound again, and the familiar feeling surged in my heart.

Then I looked at several other people. Except for the different severity of the wound, their feelings and shape of the wound were similar, and there was no deviation in the position, as if they were directly imprinting one person's wound on another person.

The man with the T-shirt and I checked each other and then left the ward. The man asked unwillingly when he could let them go out? Wu Ping said lightly that he would be able to go out after their wounds healed.

After leaving the inpatient department, Wu Ping hurriedly asked us if we had any discoveries. I frowned and said, "I always feel that the wound gives me a familiar feeling. I didn't feel it when I looked at the photos, but it felt obvious when I was in contact with him. This situation happened to Adu before, but I thought it was because of the photos, so I didn't say it now."

"Familiar?" Wu Ping was stunned: "Can you have been exposed to other cases?"

I shook my head. The location of the wound is still very strange. If I have contacted it, I will definitely not forget it. So where have I seen it?

"No wonder, this should be a punishment, maybe you have contacted it." At this time, the man in the T-shirt said lightly.

I slapped my head: "Yes, this is a kind of whip punishment! But whip punishment is usually mostly in ancient times, and I gave me an inexplicable sense of familiarity. I should have watched it on some book and TV."

The more I talked, the more excited I became. Since I met Adu yesterday, I felt that this case was like a fog. Finally, I finally had some clues and were naturally excited.

The T-shirt man became interested when he heard me say this. He asked Wu Ping to go back first, and he wanted to find clues with me.

"Where to find it?" After Wu Ping left, I looked at the man in T-shirt in confusion.

He pointed to the Internet cafe not far away and said that there was no library in the town and could not find any valuable history books, so he could only try his luck online.

We entered the Internet cafe. Considering that the T-shirt man was so handsome and eye-catching, I simply asked for a private room with two machines and then started rummaging carefully.

I directly put the words "Fighting" on the search engine, and the relevant searches on the screen jumped out, because I didn't know which one was useful, so I could only read them one by one.

After reading it halfway through, I remembered to remind the man in T-shirt not to repeat it with me. As a result, I looked up and found that he and I were not on the same channel at all. He didn't know where he was talking about history books and was flipping...

Seeing me staring at him, he raised his eyebrows, meaning to ask me what I do?

I smiled awkwardly and said that I had nothing to do and turned my head to continue to flip through my web page.

To be honest, it would be fine if I had to read paper ancient books. I would be crazy just staring at the computer and reading history books, so I didn't change my method and continued to search for it slowly on the search page of "Fighting".

After reading for an afternoon, I focused on several of them!

First, the whipping punishment during the Three Kingdoms period. The most well-known thing is that after Guan Yu lost to Maicheng, Zhang Fei was eager to avenge his brother, and whipped two ungrateful subordinates, which eventually led to his assassination and death. Because the records did not specify the part of the whipping, I was a little confused.

Another one is the whipping punishment in the Southern Song Dynasty. At this time, the law was relatively perfect. The whipping punishment was mainly used to punish some prisoners who violate morality, or torture and force confessions.

There are a few more, but after careful screening, I found that these two are the most likely. So what dynasty's whiplashing was hit on the waist and hips in search engines?

The search results are even more diverse and there are not many related items.

I didn't give up and contacted Wu Ping to ask him to send a photo of the wound, and then upload the photo directly to start searching. Although the answers are still very messy, there are still a few that are useful.

I turned over one by one, and first eliminated the whipping of the Three Kingdoms period, because whipping was mainly used in the army at that time, which was inconsistent with the situation today.

After excluding this, I spent all my energy on the whipping of the Southern Song Dynasty. Sure enough, several options popped up in the relevant searches.

I immediately clicked in and found that the Southern Song Dynasty's whipping punishment was used not only for traitors who spread rumors and traitors who sold their country and sought honor, but also among the civilians. It was mainly used for a type of thug who oppressed the people, and the scope was very large.

The more I read, the more excited I became, because one of the searches also included a picture. Although it was vaguely unable to see clearly, it was indeed a prisoner tied to a ladder, with his waist and hips exposed, and the person next to him was holding a whip and about to hit him!

"First day of the junior high school, look at this!" I excitedly pulled the man in the T-shirt's arm. He came over and looked carefully. Then he also pointed out to me a historical record he was reading. The above records are unofficial history, but it also proved that the punishment of whipping in the Southern Song Dynasty was indeed a punishment used among civilians, and the method was very consistent with the wounds we saw.

I exhaled, and thought that the reason why I felt familiar was because I had been exposed to many ghosts from the Song Dynasty before, which made me very interested in the history of the Song Dynasty, so I saw more. I just scanned them all, but I didn't remember them so clearly.

"It seems that these people are a bit weird." I leaned against the chair and sighed.

Since the whipping is targeted at some illegal people, the few people in the ward must not be a good thing.

The man in the T-shirt nodded: "Let's go!"

"What to do?" I was still immersed in the excitement of detecting the whiplash and did not react for a while.

He smiled: "Of course, he asked He Chengda and the others to conduct in-depth investigations. Isn't this what the hawks and dogs are best at?"

After hearing the T-shirt man's words, I knew that He Chengda didn't trust any of us and made him feel uncomfortable, so he took the opportunity to find something for them to do. However, thinking that they were indeed more convenient than us to check, I didn't say anything.

Wu Ping came to meet us as soon as he saw us, and He Chengda, who was beside him, nodded at us.

I didn't tell them in detail what I found, but just asked them to increase their efforts to check how the reputation of several victims in Yamen Town has been like in recent years.

"We checked it, and the neighbors all said it was very ordinary and there was nothing worth noting." Wu Ping frowned.
Chapter completed!