The criminal police captain Lu Zheng opened his eyes and became a non-staff spy of the Ming Dynasty Jinyi Guards.
The number is Bingshen-zero seventy-three, the monthly salary is twenty taels of silver, and no one will collect the body after he dies.
His superiors asked him to investigate the corruption case of a third-grade official, and the deadline was one month - he would die if he was not found out, and he would die if he was found out.
He looked at his broken ribs, touched the waist knife in his arms, and smiled.
As a criminal police officer for nine years, what kind of cases have you never solved? What evil person have you not seen?
It took him three months to put the commander of the Hangzhou Guard in jail.
It took him half a year to make the governor of Dongchang lose his head.
It took him three years to turn the entire Jin Yiwei into his personal armed force.
The emperor asked him: "What do you want?"
He flipped through the roster. There were twenty-three thousand names on it.
"I just want to live. But some people won't let me live."
"Then you let them die."
"I obey the decree."
