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Chapter 775 Su Wuming 74

She pointed at a peculiarly shaped wooden board and asked curiously, "What is this? A washboard? Did the Tang Dynasty also have this thing?"

Su Wuming followed her gaze and explained, "That's a clamp, used to clamp the prisoner's fingers."

"Pinching fingers?" Chu Hua widened her eyes, imagined the pain, and couldn't help but shudder.

Su Wuming chuckled: "To solve a case, you need some tricks."

He paused, then added: "However, I generally don't use torture lightly."

Upon hearing this, Chu Hua immediately looked at him with admiration: "Sima Su is so kind!"

Chu Huan was quiet for a while, but her eyes were attracted by the red-hot iron in the brazier.

She moved closer curiously, wanting to see it more clearly, and somehow reached out to touch the branding tool.

Before Chu Hua's fingers touched the branding iron, a wave of heat hit her face. She was so scared that she quickly retracted her hand and patted her chest, looking as if she was still frightened.

"Oh my god, this stuff is hot!"

Seeing this, Su Wuming sighed helplessly, walked to her side, gently took her hand, and examined it carefully.

"Fortunately you didn't get burned. Be careful next time." His tone was gentle but with a hint of blame, as if he was treating an ignorant child.

Chu Hua was a little embarrassed by his sudden intimacy, and her cheeks turned slightly red, like a ripe apple. "I know, I know, Sima Su, I'm not a child."

How come this man is so gentle even when he blames others?

She tried to calm her heartbeat and pretended to be calm to change the subject: "Su Wuming, if this iron were to burn someone, how painful would it be?"

Su Wuming looked at her pretending to be calm, his lips slightly raised, a hint of smile flashed in his eyes. "If Huan'er is curious, why not give it a try?"

He teased her deliberately, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

“I don’t want to!” Chu Hua waved her hands quickly, with a look of disgust on her face: “It hurts just thinking about it, I’m not stupid!”

Seeing her strong reaction, Su Wuming couldn't help laughing out loud. His laughter was low and magnetic, and it made Chu Hua's ears itch.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore." He restrained his smile and looked at her gently.

"These things are not for fun, Huan'er, you'd better stay away from them."

"Let's go, Huan'er. It's cold and damp here. It's not good for your health if you stay here for a long time." Su Wuming said gently, took Huan'er's hand and walked out.

Chu Hua's hands were soft, a little cool, and as smooth as the finest silk. Su Wuming held them tightly and was reluctant to let go.

After leaving the torture room, Chu Hua stretched comfortably with the warm sunshine shining on her body.

"It's still better outside!" She took a deep breath and sighed.

Su Wuming looked at her lively and smart appearance, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth. "As long as Huan'er likes it."

"Su Wuming, you just said that you generally don't use torture easily?" Chu Hua suddenly remembered what Su Wuming said just now and asked curiously.

Su Wuming nodded: "Solving a case relies on wisdom, not violence. Torture is only the last resort."

"What if we encounter a stubborn prisoner?" Chu Hua asked.

Su Wuming smiled mysteriously: "I have my own way."

Chu Hua was immediately interested when she heard this. "What's the solution? Tell me now!"

Su Wuming kept the secret: "The secret cannot be revealed."

"Tsk, you stingy guy!" Chu Hua curled her lips, but she became even more curious about Su Wuming.

Su Wuming watched Chu Huan enter the Sima Mansion before turning around and leaving. There was still a gentle smile on his face, but as he turned around, the smile faded a little, replaced by a hint of solemnity.

Back at Nanzhou Prison, the strong smell of blood and decay hit me in the face, forming a sharp contrast with the warmth and comfort of Sima Mansion.

He strode towards the cell where the prisoner was held. In the dim light, the prisoner was huddled in the corner, shivering.

About an hour later, Lu Lingfeng returned to Nanzhou Prison with the heavily tied Lu Li. Lu Li's clothes were disheveled, his hair was messy, and there were several fresh scratches on his face. It was obvious that he had suffered a lot during his escape.

Su Wuming carefully questioned Lu Li about his schedule last night, especially the time he arrived at Lu's residence. Combined with what Lin Bao had just said, Su Wuming thought to himself that it seemed that these two people were not the real murderers who directly killed Lu Gongfu.

Su Wuming rubbed his brows and felt a headache. The clues were as complicated as spider silk, but they stopped abruptly at the key point, leaving him clueless for a while. Although Lu Li and Lin Bao's confessions were full of loopholes, they seemed to be just instructed by someone. As for the real culprit behind the scenes, he was still hidden in the fog.

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Chu Hua rested her chin on her hand in boredom, watching the characters gradually take shape in Pei Xijun's painting. Xijun painted Lu Lingfeng, who was dressed in military uniform and looked heroic, but his expression was a little dull.

"Xijun, why does the Lu Lingfeng you drew look like a piece of wood?" Chu Hua finally couldn't help but speak.

Pei Xijun stopped writing and gave her a reproachful look: "You don't understand, this is called majesty!"

Chu Hua chuckled, causing Xi Jun to laugh as well.

"Huan'er, if you feel bored, why don't you paint a picture too?" Xijun suggested.

Chu Hua waved her hands repeatedly: "I can't do that. I can only draw stick figures."

"Huan'er is really good at joking." Xijun covered her mouth and chuckled, handing her a pen.

"Try it, maybe you have a talent?"

Chu Hua couldn't refuse, so she had to bite the bullet and took the pen. She gestured at Lu Lingfeng's portrait for a long time, but finally gave up. "Forget it, forget it, I won't embarrass myself."

Seeing that she was really not interested, Xijun stopped forcing her. She picked up the pen again and continued to perfect Lu Lingfeng's portrait. Chuhua continued to hold her chin and chat with Xijun.

"Xijun, what do you think Su Wuming is doing now?" Chu Hua suddenly asked.

Xijun thought for a moment and said, "He should still be investigating the case."

"I don't know if he has found any clues." Chu Huan sighed, feeling a little worried.

"Don't worry, my brother is an expert in solving cases and will definitely find the real culprit." Xijun comforted.

As they were talking, Su Wuming and Lu Lingfeng came back one after the other. Chu Hua was sharp-eyed and spotted Su Wuming at a glance. She ran over like a flash, her skirt rolling like waves.

"Su Wuming, how is it? Is there any progress in the case?" She looked at him expectantly.

"There are some clues, but further verification is needed."

"What are you talking about? Tell me quickly!" Chu Hua's curiosity was completely aroused, and she pulled Su Wuming's sleeve and refused to give in.

Lu Lingfeng looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help rolling his eyes. This woman was too enthusiastic towards Su Wuming, right? If you didn't know, you would think they were an old married couple!

"Huan'er, be good and don't make trouble." Su Wuming smiled helplessly and gently pulled away Chu Huan's hand that was pulling his sleeve.

Why is this girl like a curious baby? He turned to look at Xijun and Lu Lingfeng.

"Xijun, Lingfeng, let's go inside and talk."

Chu Hua pouted, feeling somewhat dissatisfied. What? You're still keeping me in suspense! She quickly followed Su Wuming.

The four of them entered the house, and Xijun served them fragrant tea. Chu Hua couldn't wait to ask, "Su Wuming, can you tell me now?"

Lu Lingfeng carelessly unfolded the picture of the stone bridge and almost put it in Pei Xijun's face.

"Xijun, take a look at this picture, is there anything strange about it?"

Pei Xijun frowned and stepped back: "Lu Lingfeng, can you be more careful! You are about to poke a hole in this drawing paper!"

She took the scroll carefully, stroking the paper gently with her slender fingers.

Lu Lingfeng scratched his head and chuckled, "I'm just anxious! We've been investigating this case for several days but there's been no progress."

Pei Xijun looked at the scroll carefully, his brows furrowed.

As soon as Su Wuming sat down, Chu Huan quickly poured him a cup of hot tea. She was so attentive that people who didn't know her would think that Su Wuming was a royal relative.

When the teacup was handed to Su Wuming, Chu Hua did not forget to look at him eagerly with her big, watery eyes, as if to say, "Praise me, praise me!"

Su Wuming took the teacup and took a sip. The warm tea slid down his throat, and the warmth instantly spread throughout his body. He looked up at Chu Huan, and a barely noticeable arc appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Thank you, Huan'er."

These five simple words made Chu Hua's heart blossom, as if she had eaten honey. She smiled with curved eyebrows, like a kitten who succeeded in stealing fish. Her smug look made Lu Lingfeng roll his eyes.

Pei Xijun was still immersed in the picture of the stone bridge. His slender fingers moved slowly along the lines on the picture, his brows furrowed, as if he was thinking about some difficult problem.

Chu Hua pulled Su Wuming's wrist and trotted all the way to the yard. Su Wuming staggered and almost stepped on the corner of his robe.

He steadied himself and said with a helpless smile, "Huan'er, go slower, be careful not to fall."

Chu Hua turned around and stuck out her tongue playfully: "Oh, I know! This is not anxiety!

"She looked around mysteriously, and after making sure that no one was around, she came close to Su Wuming and said in a low voice: "Su Wuming, I almost forgot that I can use magic!"

Su Wuming gently patted the back of Chu Huan's hand and said softly, "Huan'er, your magic is magical, but it is still a strange magic. If you use it too much, you may be punished by God. Besides, this case is not without clues. We will follow the clues and find out the truth.

Chu Hua pouted unconvincedly: "But if we use magic, we can solve the case quickly! Don't you want to catch the murderer sooner?"

Su Wuming looked at her innocent appearance, and a ripple appeared in his heart. He stretched out his hand to scratch the tip of her nose, and said lovingly: "Silly girl, solving a case is not something that can be done overnight. Besides, I would rather find out the truth through my own efforts rather than relying on external forces."

Chu Huan puffed out her cheeks and pouted her lips so high that you could hang an oil bottle on them.