After the two young men cleaned up the guardhouse, they immediately hid their merits and fists at Luo Qingxin, and then gently flew out of the courtyard wall, disappearing.

Their hair hanging down on their foreheads, covering most of their faces. When they arrived here, they started to do it directly, and Weihang couldn't see their faces clearly.

Seeing them leaving, Wei Hang also understood that this was the little aunt's person, and she was a great helper. However, thinking that this big hornet's nest was also exposed by this little aunt, Wei Hang couldn't stop the corner of his mouth twitching.

There are more than one such dirty place in the capital, but if it involves forcibly abducting women and forcing good men to become prostitutes, once proven, it will inevitably attract attention. But those who dare to act like this must be people with great hands and eyes. Ordinary people do not have the courage or ability.

This little aunt is using a big knife.

If you move well, you will get addicted to drug abuse and save many innocent women. If you don’t move well, you will be Lord Han and others who are cut. However, no matter how much you think about it, Weihang is not vague about what you should do.

The constables went upstairs, and soon one of them came down to the Weihai Road: "Boss, you have to go there in person."

Vatican: "What's the matter?"

The detective was reluctant to speak but stopped and kept squeezing at Wei Hang.

Wei Hang knew that it was something unusual above, so he said, "Let's go!"

Luo Qing said in his heart: "I'll go and have a look?"

The detective hurriedly said, "You'd better not go."

"Why?"

"That... is not good-looking... is inconvenient!"

"There is nothing inconvenient!" Luo Qing ignored him and walked in front of him.

Seeing the constable's face with a distorted bitter look, Wei Hang knew that the situation above was a bit dirty. It was inappropriate for a little girl to go to such a scene, but this little girl was different from other girls.

He might as well stop it, the key is that it is useless to stop it.

As the detective identified him, they pushed open a door.

What he saw made Luo Qingxin frown.

The smell of blood in the room was so irritating, and the situation in front of me made people unable to bear to keep watching.

A fat man in his forties, full of fat and flesh, was only wearing a middle-clothed shirt and sat there carelessly, scolding the two constables who were guarding there, and did not dare to look directly. Fortunately, although the two constables were scolded badly, they still guarded the door and refused to let him go out. He was angrily threatening the two constables to look good.

On the bed behind him, a woman was lying there crying silently, covered in bruises, blood on her lips, slapping marks on her face, and various scars. You can tell at a glance that this was caused by humiliation and tragic destruction.

On the ground in front of the bed, there was also a same woman who fell silently on the ground. Like the woman on the bed, she had no strands and was covered in bruises.

Luo Qingxin understood why the constable said it was inconvenient for her to go up. Such a scene was so bloody and cruel that most people would have nightmares for a few days after watching it.

Wei Hang glanced at the fat man with a look, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said, "So it's Mr. Wang!"

This person is Wang Fuding, the Minister of Rites, his father is the Grand Marshal, and his sister is the favored concubine in the palace.

The Minister of Rites and the third-rank official was also considered an important official of the court. The Jingzhao Yin was only the fourth-rank one. What's more, his father and sister were backed by him.
Chapter completed!