Chapter 517 Jiang Tu's Death
"Prisoner Chen might as well think about it carefully. Since the explosion, there has been chaos in the DPRK and China. Who benefits in the end? Except for that person, everyone else loses. Do you really think he is innocent?"
Jiang Tu had experienced horrific torture, and he seemed to have enlightened himself. He spoke with a more Zen tone, unlike the treacherous official in the past who only talked about money and power.
"Master Jiang has fallen to such a miserable state. He is no longer timid, but has become bolder." Chen Guanlou joked.
Jiang Tu smiled sadly and mocked himself: "It's good to speak well when a person is about to die. I will definitely die and no one can save me. It's not too much to say a few words of truth before I die."
"That's not an exaggeration at all. Do you really think it was the new emperor who did it?"
"Even if it's not him, it's inseparable from him. I heard people say that King Yan is dying."
Chen Guanlou raised his eyebrows. This was the first time he heard news from King Yan after returning to the capital.
"King Yan is the heir to the throne elected by the courtiers. He is the greatest threat to His Majesty. Regardless of whether he is poisoned or not, and whether the poison can be cured or not, he must die. Otherwise, King Yan will raise his arms and his followers will gather. Fundamentally shake the status of the new emperor and the status of the next generation.”
Chen Guanlou agreed.
If King Yan were alive, he would not be able to kill Emperor Jianshi, but with the support of the ‘legal system’, King Yan’s son would create huge trouble for the next generation of Emperor Jianshi. If the strength is strong enough, it is not impossible to overturn it in one day.
Only if King Yan dies, and dies early, and cannot die again, can Emperor Jianshi spend eight or ten years to completely eliminate the "legal" status of King Yan's lineage, in order to ensure that the throne is permanent and that the throne can be successfully passed on to the next generation. His own son.
"Do you still think he is innocent? Do you really think it is luck that he can sit on the throne? No one has ever been able to sit on the throne just by luck. Especially when there are so many competitors."
Jiang Tu vowed and was extremely sure.
"Even if things are as you said, so what? The matter is now like this, the dust has settled, I can only accept my fate. Mr. Jiang, are you innocent?"
"Of course I am innocent. I didn't know anything about the altar bombing beforehand. If I had known about it, I would have stopped it even if it cost me my life. No one wants the late emperor to live more than me. The late emperor died miserably!"
Jiang Tu cried miserably and sincerely. The late emperor was kind to him, and all his wealth came from the late emperor. In the world, he is probably the one who misses the late emperor the most and regrets his mistakes the most. Due to negligence, a loophole was taken advantage of, resulting in an altar bombing.
I regret it!
Tired of crying, Jiang Tu looked up at Chen Guanlou and said, "Prisoner Chen, let me die happily. I have said everything and hold nothing back."
Chen Guanlou sighed, "It's better to die than live."
"Life is worse than death! If you are afraid of taking responsibility, I will leave a final note and let the world know that I was forced to death by those people."
Chen Guanlou looked at the other person and saw that he looked inhuman. He was indeed worse off than dead.
Homes were ransacked, property was confiscated, and the officials who deserved it had already gotten it. In the altar bombing case, it is impossible for Potian to be involved with Jiang Tu. At most, it is the responsibility of poor supervision.
He didn't agree to Jiang Tu, he just told him to lie down and not waste any energy. Then left the prison.
Jiang Tu looked at his back, laughed silently, and opened his mouth wider and wider.
That night, Jiang Tu died suddenly in prison.
By the time the jailer found it, the body was hard.
The official from the Ministry of Justice who came for interrogation personally went to the cell to check and confirmed that the body was that of Jiang Tu himself. He was sure that the person was dead. He cursed, "It's bad luck! When others came to interrogate, they were fine. But when it was my turn to interrogate, the person died." It’s so bad.”
After that, he walked away looking angry.
Medical Officer Mu squatted in the cell with the medicine box to conduct an autopsy to ensure that there were no doubts before sending it to the morgue.
He glanced at Chen Guanlou, who was standing at the cell door.
Chen Guanlou had an expressionless face, looking particularly serious and selfless. Anyone who dares to say that there is doubt about Jiang Tu's death is guaranteed to fall out in the next second.
Medical Officer Mu understood clearly and immediately said: "There is no doubt that the cause of death was excessive blood loss, lack of timely treatment, and death in pain. Take him away."
The servants took the order, wrapped the body and carried it out of the cell. Immediately, other handymen came in to disinfect and clean.
Medical Officer Mu followed Chen Guanlou out of the prison. It wasn't until he entered the official room that he closed the door and asked, "Prisoner Chen, you are so brave."
"Old Mu, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense. I just came back from my vacation, and you are so brave to say something without thinking. What's the matter? It's not enough for me to take a leave and go out to play for a few days."
Chen Guanlou skillfully used the skill of knocking him down and killing the opponent's arrogance first.
Medical Officer Mu did not accept his words and said sternly: "Don't talk about him, you know what I'm talking about. When you didn't come back, although Jiang Tu was seriously injured, he was alive and well. As soon as you came back , only a few hours later, everyone was gone. I’m a doctor, you can’t hide it from others, but you can’t hide it from me.”
Chen Guanlou snorted coldly, without any fear, "Just in time, there is something I want to ask. Jiang Tu is seriously injured, why don't you give him medicine to treat him? This does not comply with the rules of the A-shaped prison."
Medical Officer Mu explained, "He refused to treat it himself, saying that he would rather die in pain than linger on. When you came back, he really got what he wanted. You are so bold. Countless people above are watching Jiang Tu, and they all want to dig out information from him. When you came, you killed him directly, and someone above will definitely investigate this matter. When the coroner performs an autopsy, nothing can be concealed. You just wait for criticism. Don't lose your job as the warden because of this matter in the end, it will be a loss."
Medical Officer Mu was helpless, surprised at Chen Guanlou's boldness, and admired his courage. Jiang Tu's reputation was so bad that he was like a rat in the gutter, and everyone wanted to beat him. For such a person, Chen Guanlou insisted on the principle of treating everyone equally after receiving money, without humiliating or treating him harshly, and even ran a few errands according to the principle of receiving money to do things.
This is a person who does things with principles and has a bottom line.
He knew that the other party did not like to torture prisoners, especially the torture methods that disabled people. As expected, Jiang Tu's miserable appearance must have touched the other party's psychological bottom line. Regardless of the consequences, he decisively gave the poison and killed him.
He sighed repeatedly.
If he ever got into trouble, he also hoped that he would fall into the hands of people like Chen Guanlou who had principles and bottom lines, so that he could at least maintain his dignity as a human being.
However, as a colleague, this was really a disaster-inducing move. Maybe it would implicate him.
Irritable!
He was very irritable.
Chen Guanlou was not worried at all, "It's mine, no one can take it away. If anyone dares to take it, I will cut off his hand."