Red Mansion: I relied on the AFK system to create a dynasty

The next day, Cen Mingche went to Jingzhao Mansion early.

Probably because he had a clue about the matter, Jing Zhaoyin was in good spirits today, with a smile on his fat face.

"I have met His Highness. Your Highness is in good spirits today. I wonder where your Highness will start checking today?"

Cen Mingche glanced at him.

"Have you done all the things I ordered before?"

"It's done, it's done, everyone who should be arrested has been arrested and locked up in the cells of Jingzhao Mansion."

Jing Zhaoyin nodded and bowed.

"The official seals for personal protection have also been distributed, and everyone has one in their hands."

Cen Mingche nodded.

"Very good, let's go and interrogate those aunts and wives first."

Jing Zhaoyin quickly stopped him.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, this prison... it's not clean. The environment is really not good, so don't go in."

"Oh? If I don't go in, I'll leave it to you to judge?"

"Xiaguan, what Xiaguan means is that we find a room, bring people up one by one and ask, what do you think?"

"Well, let's do that."

At the same time, Cen Mingche winked and asked his guards to follow him to pick up the person.

Jing Zhaoyin's face began to sweat again.

Cen Mingche glanced at him and sneered inwardly.

This Jing Zhaoyin might have taken refuge with his second brother.

I don't know what kind of tricks this is trying to do.

In fact, when he and Jing Zhaoyin were interrogating these three aunts and six wives, Cen Mingche had already quietly sent people to search these people's homes.

As long as you find the idol, the truth will come to light. There is no need to grind your tongue here.

Cen Mingche just wanted to hold Jing Zhaoyin back.

After going through the trials one by one, a lot of things came out. Although they had nothing to do with the case, they were still violations of the law.

"Your Highness, spare your life, Your Highness, spare your life!"

A Yapa was dragged down crying.

Cen Mingche did not tell them what case he was asking about, so those who had ulterior motives became frightened.

They were suddenly caught in a dark and dirty prison with rats running around, and the officer guarding them didn't say a word.

Suddenly he was pulled out again and had to face the interrogation of a dignified prince.

Scared to death!

The person who was dragged down just now was a private tooth.

Yapo, what he does is human trafficking.

Guanya is engaged in official business, and the people who sell it are often the whole family who have been convicted, or they buy it themselves, and the background is generally relatively innocent.

This is not necessarily the case for illicit gangsters. Many of them are involved in human trafficking, and they are basically the downline of kidnappers.

This private tooth is no exception.

Cen Mingche hated kidnappers the most.

When the sale of people is legal, even though she feels uncomfortable, Cen Mingche can try to accept it, and at most he can be nicer to his servants.

After all, this has something to do with productivity, and it doesn't mean he can change it if he wants to.

But it's one thing to voluntarily sell one's body or one's children, but it's another thing to be trafficked.

The children of a good family are in good health, have a happy family, and live a normal life happily, but the child was abducted by a kidnapper.

Or, sell it to someone else and serve them in fear all day long.

Or, they were sold to poor families as sons or child brides, and their lives plummeted, as if they were soaked in bitter water.

What's more, if you sell it to those dirty places, it will be over for the rest of your life.

This kind of thing cannot be eradicated even in modern society, but this does not prevent Cen Mingche from dealing with them now.

It just so happened that I took advantage of this opportunity to sort out all of them one by one!

After a round of interrogation, although there were no clues related to the case, several people were found to be traffickers, as well as devout women who forced girls into prostitution.

Jing Zhaoyin breathed a sigh of relief, sat down and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

Cen Mingche glanced at Jing Zhaoyin with a half-smile: "Does Jing Zhaoyin feel tired?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. Your Highness is not tired yet. How dare you say you are tired, as a subordinate?"

Cen Mingche knew that Jing Zhaoyin also had a guilty conscience, so he was so nervous just now; now he relaxed, probably because he didn't find anything out in the trial.

But Jing Zhaoyin didn't know that Cen Mingche had already sent people to search door to door with the list and detailed information.

If he knew, he wouldn't relax so early.

In the afternoon, about 30 people were interrogated, and suddenly a guard came to report to Cen Mingche.

"Reporting to Your Highness, the search has been completed. A total of 26 households, three nunneries and one Taoist temple have been searched."

"After investigation, six families were suspected of human trafficking; three families were suspected of forcing girls into prostitution; and eight teachers and wives were not suspected."

"However, among the private media, three houses found similar idols and scrolls; two were midwives, and one was a doctor; and two of the three nunneries found similar items."

"Although the rest of the people have minor offenses, it is normal in the market. Whether they should be forgiven or not is left to His Highness to decide."

With that said, he presented a stack of lists and case files - they had all been sorted out and handed over to Cen Mingche for review.

"Then keep those involved and interrogate those who haven't been tried. Don't bully others."

"There's no problem at all, let him go now."

"If it's a bit overwhelming, let me see the situation and then decide. But the environment should be tidied up and the meals should be served properly."

"As for those who traffic in people, force girls into prostitution, and kill people..."

"Just let them stay in jail."

The internal warden took the document and handed it to Cen Mingche.

What a heavy pile.

The prison cells at this time were not like those in some countries, where they talked about "human rights".

Sometimes when someone is arrested and they can't care about it for a while, they just stay inside.

When eating, one can only say that one will not die from hunger; when sleeping, there is draft from all sides, and it is cold in winter and hot in summer.

If no one comes over every once in a while to bring some food, people may be gone before the case is heard.

This kind of death is called "death".

Cen Mingche's warning meant that I couldn't care less about cleaning up the small mistakes, so you should keep an eye on me and don't let anyone die because of me.

As for those who abduct people, force girls into prostitution, and kill people, if death is done to them, it can be regarded as a good death and it will be easier for them.

Jing Zhaoyin's face and head were covered in sweat.

The more things Cen Mingche finds out, the more incompetent he is as Jing Zhaoyin.

Moreover, regarding this skinning case, Jing Zhaoyin himself was colluding with the second prince, trying to find an opportunity to dig a hole and bury Cen Mingche in it.

As a result, Cen Mingche was the one who took care of him.

"Your Highness, this, this search of people's houses for no reason, no, it's not very good."

Cen Mingche glanced at him.

"My Highness also obeys the authority in a hurry - Minister Xun's daughter is still in the hands of evildoers."

"My Highness is really worried. If we are a step too late, we will only see a roll of straw mat in the downtown area again."

"You said, right?"

What else could Jing Zhaoyin say?He wiped his sweat while nodding and laughing.

"Yes, His Highness is right. Your Highness has thought carefully."

He complained in his heart, fearing that he would not be able to keep his official title this time.