The bathhouse business was mentioned with Boss Lin when Su Dawei first entered Chang'an Prison. Later, Boss Lin gradually implemented it according to his ideas and it was indeed successful.

It is also the only one in Chang'an, and it is always the most popular.

Even if there were imitation copycats later, they were still not as good as the original ones.

After all, Su Dawei had the vision of later generations, and various ideas and ideas emerged one after another.

This made Boss Lin’s bathhouse business reap a lot.

I said at that time that this business would be considered a business for Su Dawei, and it would be fine if I arranged a few people.

That's why Su Dawei arranged Gao Dalong to go there.

As a result, it changed afterwards.

Boss Lin actually secretly excluded him. Gao Dalong is also a proud and unwilling to look at the eyes under the eaves of a person's roof.

Later, he went to help Su Dawei run the oil lamp business.

After that time, Su Dawei made a special trip to find Boss Lin once, trying to make things clear.

Unexpectedly, Boss Lin looked around and said that he was doing his share and money anyway, but he should stop installing him.

That time, it ended in an unhappy way.

Su Dawei had thought that he had stabbed his back with his back, causing Boss Lin to pay a price.

He also has many ideas, such as medicinal baths, saunas, spas, sweat steaming, including the Great Sword One Dragon.

If you follow this idea, Boss Lin will vomit blood in minutes.

But in the end, Su Dawei still didn't do that.

Stay at the top of the line of life, and you have a lot of money anyway.

What's more, it's really hard to do with clones.

Boss Lin seemed to know that he was in a loss and calculated a lot of money, but instead he had more money than the examples given to Su Dawei in the past.

This matter has passed like this, and everyone has tacitly understood it.

But there was a thorn in my heart.

At this moment, the two sides met again. Although one was a prisoner and the other was the chief prisoner in the prison, the momentum of both sides seemed to be reversed.

Boss Lin, known as the "smiling tiger", in Chang'an, felt unbearable under Su Dawei's gaze.

"Boss Lin, do you have anything else to tell me?"

"Ami, you..."

Boss Lin stood up unnaturally: "You should rest first. I still have a lot of official duties to deal with. If there is something wrong, you can call me again."

When he turned around and left, he accidentally took Hu Bai down, but he didn't even go to help him.

Su Dawei stared at his somewhat panicked back and just sneered.

I don't know the time in prison.

Su Dawei could only count the changes in the light and darkness of the small window.

Every time he passed by light and darkness, he used his hands to scratch the wall.

Before we knew it, seven days passed, and no one came to interrogate it, as if the whole world had forgotten his existence.

This made Su Dawei puzzled.

Another day passed, and on this day, the prison guard came over with a food box as usual.

This is the preferential treatment that Boss Lin specially gave to Su Dawei.

He did everything except the bathhouse matter, but he did everything he said.

He said he would take care of Su Dawei, and he was indeed very careful about the food.

Not to mention being in prison or outside, such meals are rare.

Sometimes it is Zuixiangju’s signature mutton, sometimes it is a capsule cake from Bahu alley, or a horse milk wine from Persia, and a lot of dried fruit and snacks.

After a few days, Su Dawei even felt that he had gained a little weight.

"Su Shuai, this is today's meal."

The jailer placed the food box in front of the prison door and pushed the food box in through the small mouth under the prison door.

Su Dawei raised his hand, and the shackles connected with his hands and feet made a clattering sound.

I haven't washed up for a few days, and my face is unkempt and my body seems to be a little sore.

Frowning, he reached out and pulled the food box, vaguely smelling the smell of the rice that came out of it.

"Where is Boss Lin?"

"He, he said he was doing business."

The jailer said with a dry smile.

"He has a big business."

Su Dawei shook his head and opened the lid of the food box. A smell of food rose up with the heat.

"There are fish today, good, yes, and wine?"

"Don't drink wine."

A voice suddenly interrupted him.

In the distance, Boss Lin walked in with a gloomy face.

The expression on his face seemed to be saying that Su Dawei's good life is over.

"Open the prison door, Shangguan wants to interrogate the prisoner."

Boss Lin yelled.

The jailer reacted and rushed to get the keys.

When the prison door opened, Su Dawei walked out of it with staggering steps.

Boss Lin grabbed the iron chain in his hand, pulled him closer, and said in his ear: "Be smart yourself, don't be confused."

He almost gritted his teeth and said these words.

Su Dawei gave him a look, but did not speak.

Follow Boss Lin and the prison guards and walked forward step by step.

The prison is also divided into many areas. In addition to the prison cells, there are also torture rooms, document rooms for recording confessions, and other functional rooms.

What Su Dawei was brought to was the torture room.

A thin middle-aged man in gray clothes, facing the door, facing the wall, looked at the torture instruments hanging on the wall one by one, and murmured to himself: "The torture instruments of Chang'an Prison are complete, but they are a bit old and cannot compare to our Ministry of Justice."

As he said that, he turned around and smiled gently at Su Dawei who was standing behind him, "Are you Su Dawei?"

“That’s right.”

"I am..." He shook his head: "Forget it, you don't have to know who I am. It's enough to know that I am the one who interrogates you."

"grown ups."

The prison guards around him came up and scurriedly placed a bench for him and poured tea.

Su Dawei looked at the other party carefully.

This man is about thirty years old, with a handsome face, sharp eyes, and a long beard on his chin.

A green jade sign hung around his waist, and I couldn't see what was engraved on it.

Boss Lin and the prison guard were careful to serve each other, silent.

Judging from their performance, this person is quite famous.

"Let's talk short."

The thin middle-aged man raised a piece of cloth in his hand: "What is this?"

This piece of cloth is the one recorded by Lu Hui.

There are various graffiti symbols drawn on it, which only Huineng himself can understand.

"grown ups."

Su Dawei grabbed the iron chain between the shackles with both hands, so that he would not feel particularly heavy.

The coolness and roughness of the metal rubbed against the skin of his palms, which made him feel refreshed.

"This is just a random graffiti, and it doesn't make any sense. I wonder what the adults are asking about? And..."

Su Dawei raised his hands, and the chains in his hands were pulled straight, making a "collapse" sound.

"I am not guilty, I don't know what charges I am detained?"

"Hey, it's a thorn."

The thin middle-aged man smiled, spread the cloth in his hand, and said casually: "You are not up to you to decide whether you have any guilt or not. You have to go through the interrogation of the Ministry of Justice, review by Dali Temple, and review by the above-mentioned adults before you can get the answer. Do you understand?"

He smiled and raised his head: "Don't have any luck."

While he was saying this, although his face was smiling, his eyes were very cold. The coldness passed through the air from his eyes, and it seemed to be about to penetrate Su Dawei's body and freeze his soul.

"I have tried many cases and met many prisoners, and never escaped from my hands."

He crossed his legs, shook the cloth in his hand, and said slowly: "You just said that this was your random graffiti, and it didn't make any sense? You are lying."

The middle-aged man stared at Su Dawei's eyes: "I have carefully identified the traces above, both new and old, and the time is not short. The difference in the severity of the trace can only be formed in at least one month.

You told me that this is a casual graffiti?

If it makes no sense, people like you will continue to paint on it?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Su Dawei knew that he had met a master.

Su Dawei had only seen such a skill that he knew the difference before.

However, he gritted his teeth and insisted: "Sir, I don't understand what you are saying. Is it a sin to do whatever you want?"

"Are you still pretending to be confused by me here? Everyone knows what case you are investigating recently."

The middle-aged man patted his knees: "I don't like brute force, but sometimes I have to use it."

After saying that, his eyes swept across Boss Lin: "Are you here or me?"

"I'll do it, sir, don't worry, I'll do it!"

Boss Lin nodded and bowed, looking flattering.

He stretched out his hand and took off an iron hook that was one arm long from the wall.

"Su Dawei, you are the one who toasted yourself and didn't eat the punishment. You will tie you up later. This iron hook will pass through your shoulders and pass through your shoulder bones. It's so thick on it."

Boss Lin stuck out his tongue and licked the tip of the iron hook.

There was a bloody smell of rust on it.

This smell made him more excited.

"When the iron hook passes through the flesh, it will grind your bones, and you will feel it, like a blunt knife is scraping the bones and trying to separate the flesh and blood on your shoulders.

Don't worry, the blood will not flow too much, because the iron hook blocks the wound and the flesh will not roll outward. The biggest trauma is inside, and the blood will keep flowing and may flow into your chest and throat.

By then, you will taste a salty smell with rust, hehe, it is almost the same as the sea water.

The decayed fish in the sea water is that smell.”

Maybe Boss Lin described it too specifically.

The middle-aged thin man frowned and stood up and said, "I will leave it here to you, I will only have the result."

He covered his mouth and nose with a snow-white silk squid and walked outward.

He said vaguely: "You can do a heavy blow, but don't kill someone, this person is useful."

"yes."

Boss Lin looked at the adults with a pleasing smile on his face.

When he turned to Su Dawei, the smile on his face turned into ferocious.

"Ami, don't blame me for being unrighteous. This is the order from the superior, so you can just bear it."

While speaking, he took off another big iron hook from the wall and shouted: "Tie him up."

"yes!"

A group of prisoners shouted excitedly, dragging Su Dawei over and locking his hands and feet with layers of iron chains and shackles.

I haven't seen my boss use torture himself for many years.

I heard that Boss Lin became a master of Chang'an prison by relying on his strong torture skills, which established his current status.

However, since Boss Lin became Boss Lin, it has rarely been seen that he has done it himself.
Chapter completed!