It would take time for Zhang Zhong to cast a spell to control that guy. After all these things, I didn't feel sleepy at all, so I just sat in the shop and waited.
Early the next morning, at eight or nine o'clock, Zhang Zhong's door opened and he walked out, followed by the man in a suit.
Zhang Zhong's face turned slightly pale. I knew that he was not relaxed, so I nodded to him to express my gratitude, and then looked at the man in the suit.
Yesterday he destroyed his own soul and became a fool, but today he looks much clearer and no longer as stupid as he was at the beginning.
"Sir, everything is done. Now I can control him anytime and anywhere. He is like a puppet of mine. I can hear everything he hears, and I can control him to do anything." Zhang Zhongshang
In front of me, he cupped his fists and said.
I nodded, then asked Zhang Zhong to drive towards the criminal police team.
When he came to the door, Zhang Zhong took out a black bead from his pocket. There was a black air lingering on the bead, which was a wisp of ghost.
"This is a wisp of his ghost that I took out yesterday so that I could control him." Zhang Zhong explained to me.
I nodded, Zhang Zhong muttered something unknown, and the man in the suit pushed open the car door, and then walked directly towards the door of the criminal police team.
"I killed someone, I killed someone, and I surrendered myself!"
As soon as the man in the suit walked to the door of the criminal police team, he shouted loudly.
His voice was so loud that the police rushed over a moment later and took him away.
Watching him go in, I knew that the matter was done. When facing the police next, this guy would take all the blame on himself, and then the old man would be fine.
Zhang Zhong was sitting in the back seat, staring closely at the black bead in his hand. He couldn't be distracted. There was no other way. I had to drive back.
Although my hand is bandaged, I can still drive without any problem.
Back at the shop, I sent Zhang Zhong to his room.
The police will probably interrogate that guy non-stop in the past two days, so Zhang Zhong cannot be distracted and must control him at all times.
In the evening, I received a call from Jiang Zheng.
"Brother Li, something has changed." Jiang Zheng said in a deep voice on the phone.
I smiled and deliberately asked him: "What's going on? Has there been any progress in the case? Has the old guy been cleared of suspicion?"
Jiang Zheng on the phone hummed, and then said: "A man surrendered this morning, saying that he was the murderer of the woman in the massage parlor. He killed the person and then cleared the evidence and framed it for your friend."
"That's good, that's good. I'm telling you that the old Taoist is not the murderer. Now that we've figured it out, why don't you let him go quickly?"
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zheng on the phone was silent for a moment, and then said: "Brother Li, although the man surrendered, I always feel that something is not right."
Jiang is an old policeman with rich experience in handling cases. Although the guy has voluntarily surrendered under Zhang Zhong's control, he still can't escape Zhang Zhong's eyes, but he has no evidence.
Hearing what he said, I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, and said coldly: "When you arrested the old man, you said you only believed in the evidence. Now that someone has come out and confessed, why don't you still let him go?"
After hearing my words, Jiang Zheng on the phone took a deep breath, and then said: "Brother Li, I know there are many things in this case that cannot be inferred according to common sense. I also know your ability. Today this person surrenders and should tell you
Does it matter?"
Jiang is an old policeman, so when I heard what he said, I did not deny it. Instead, I hummed and said to him, "You are right, you are related to me."
Jiang Zheng on the other side of the phone smiled bitterly and said: "Brother Li, I know you really want to save your friend. I have been thinking of ways these past few days, but it is not a good idea to find someone to blame."
Jiang Zheng said it very tactfully. I knew what he meant. He must have thought that I must have used some means to get an innocent person to replace the old man.
Although I feel a little uncomfortable, I understand him, because this is his ethics as a policeman. If I really make an innocent scapegoat, he will not be able to accept it, so I must explain this matter.
"Captain Jiang, don't worry, that person is definitely not innocent. This case is not an ordinary murder case. There are many things that cannot be explained at all. I can only tell you that he and the woman in the massage parlor are brothers and sisters.
The bodies buried under the Erxian Bridge were all killed by them. The old Taoist is innocent and was deceived by them using witchcraft. You and Xu Yang are classmates, so you should know what kind of person I am."
After hearing what I said, Jiang Zheng on the phone fell silent. I knew he was struggling in his heart, and I waited for him to make a decision.
"Okay, I understand. Since someone has taken the initiative to plead guilty, your friend will be cleared of suspicion. I will let him go tomorrow." A moment later, Jiang Zheng said on the phone.
"Then I'll trouble Captain Jiang." After hearing what he said, I smiled.
Although he is a bit more principled, he is not a rigid person.
In order to dispel his suspicion, I chatted with him a few more words. After all, the Erxian Bridge collapsed yesterday and they already knew about it.
After hearing what I said, Jiang Zheng no longer had any doubts in his heart and hung up the phone.
Early the next morning, the door of the detention center slowly opened, and Lao Dao's wretched body walked out. After a few days in prison, Lao Dao looked haggard.
After thanking the policeman at the door humbly, the old man stood at the door, took two greedy breaths of fresh air, and then looked up at the sun in the sky.
The old man habitually put his hand into his crotch, took it out twice, smashed it in his mouth, and sighed in his heart: "Freedom is so damn good!"
Being locked up in the detention center for the past few days, Lao Dao almost went crazy. Moreover, he committed a human life case. Lao Dao was filled with despair.
The old man couldn't figure it out. He just had a mental and physical exchange of feelings with a big girl. How could he become a murderer inexplicably?
During the past few days in prison, Lao Dao has been reflecting on it every day, and he has already sworn that if he ever goes to a big girl to communicate with her again, he will chop up his stuff and feed it to the big black dog.
Fortunately, today the police said that a murderer voluntarily surrendered, and his suspicion was cleared.
Although the old man was full of resentment towards the police, once he regained his freedom, he no longer cared about those bad things. He just felt pity for that big girl, such a considerate person, to die like this.
The old Taoist looked around and realized that he had been wronged. The guys in the shop would definitely come to greet him.
But after looking around, I saw a pug looking at me curiously at the corner of the street. There was not even a human figure there.
"You have no conscience. Master Dao, I have been imprisoned for so long, and when I am released from prison, there is no one to greet me!"
The old Taoist shook his head, feeling cold in his heart.
