0096 Chapter 3: The Unbelievable Kidnapping Case (Section 6)
The strong man who was called on hesitated again and again, but still chose to give in under the oppressive red eyes behind the mask: "I am a traditional martial arts coach. I have published books and opened martial arts schools abroad.
"
As if he had regained some courage for himself, he glanced at the red-haired young lady fiercely, but in the end he did not dare to glare at her: "I was registering fees for the apprentices at the time, and when I finished, I found that there was a small black card on the ground.
There is nothing written on the card, and the material is hard to tell.
I wanted to find the owner and go back, but who knew that I would fall asleep on the table without knowing it while holding the card. When I woke up, I was here, being threatened, and then hit with a door.
…”
Zhen Cheng observed that the longer the person spoke, the more his eyes kept glancing at the red-haired young lady, giving people a full sense of resentment. Only when he said "I want to give it back" did his eyes inadvertently move upward to the right.
Fang Fanfan. Maybe...this is what he wanted to hide in the first place?
As for the card...she had heard about similar things. In the Teutonic Kingdom of Western Europe and the Principality of Venice, Skarry Bank issued a confidential black card. It was a kind of confidential black card specially prepared for the wealthy class without any formalities.
Large checks with passwords exist for the sole purpose of leaving no trace of the transaction.
For ordinary people, even if they pick up this kind of thing, they don't know what it is, and they don't have any channels to learn about it. The closed information itself becomes the protective color of the black card.
But if the coach happens to know the secret of this thing due to some chance, it is very possible that he has evil intentions and does not want to be discovered.
If you think about it this way, it is easy to understand why the martial arts coach would tell this matter.
After naturally resisting at the beginning, he figured out that he might not think that anyone present could recognize the thing. And if his inference was wrong, this might become an important clue to explain his strange encounter.
In the final analysis, he still hoped in his heart that a great detective could rescue him from his current miserable situation, but he just couldn't accept being told his fate by a little girl.
After the martial arts coach finished speaking, seeing everyone's eyes falling on him with his somewhat resentful look, Zhen Cheng also briefly introduced himself:
"As the red-haired sister said, you can just call me detective, and I won't introduce myself. I have been kidnapped many times since childhood, and I believe my experience can also bring some help to everyone.
Before coming here, I was sleeping in the dormitory of St. Matar Academy. Frankly speaking, I think the possibility of being kidnapped or killed from that place is very low..."
"Is it that mysterious school for the powerful?" The doctor smiled hoarsely, interrupting Zhen Cheng's statement thoughtfully: "I've heard that it recruits elite students in various fields every year, but...
I never thought that even detectives would be included in the scope of special moves."
Obviously, he didn't really think that Zhen Cheng was specially recruited by that school as a student detective, but he was implying that she was hiding something about her life experience. And the reason for hiding it... is probably directly related to everyone's current situation.
relation.
It is not surprising for people who know the background of St. Matar Academy to have this suspicion. Even Zhen Cheng himself suspected that she was the real target of the "kidnapper" at first.
Without answering the doctor's words, Zhen Cheng posed the final question to the short-haired woman: "Then it's this sister. You may be the first to get out of trouble, and according to you... your door is not open.
Locked?"
This is definitely an explosive topic that can divert everyone's attention. But compared to diverting attention, Zhen Cheng is definitely more focused on the real reason hidden in it.
Unexpectedly, this short-haired woman seemed to have received professional training, and no subtle movements revealed any problems. She just raised the corners of her mouth lightly:
"I don't need the help of a great detective, I don't need the rescue of firefighters, and I don't need the protection of a martial arts instructor. What gave you the illusion that I would be stupid enough to expose my information like everyone else?"
Well……
Okay, it was discovered. Although the previous string of information was not incidental, the reason why Zhen Cheng left the short-haired girl until the end to use the herd mentality to induce her was because he felt that this guy was the most difficult to deal with.
She must have some useful information, but Zhen Cheng was not sure at all that he would let this guy speak out.
Seeing Zhen Cheng deflated and covering his head, the kung fu coach laughed out loud: "Hey, aren't you a great detective? Aren't you still at your wits' end? You tricked us into revealing our privacy, and then what? How did we come here to do this to us?
Does the current situation help in any way?”
Zhen Cheng allowed himself to put aside his failure with the short-haired girl, nodded and said: "Of course. There are three situations when we come here.
The first is 'death'. This includes doctors and firefighters; the second is arriving here unknowingly in sleep, including junior high school students and myself; the third is coming into contact with abnormal objects, namely the masked sister and martial arts.
coach."
"Aren't you talking nonsense? What's the point of this..." The coach wanted to continue to refute, but was stopped by the murderous look in the masked woman's red eyes.
"The meaning is very important!" Zhen Cheng, with a sweet face, showed excited eyes for the first time: "Completely different encounters point to the same end point. This situation is not without precedent.
Based on the knowledge I have, I speculate that this is probably neither the world after death nor a real-life kidnapping, but a... 'secret space' in mysticism."
Bang bang bang...
When most people heard this with confused expressions, the short-haired woman suddenly clapped her hands: "Although it is not entirely correct, it cannot be wrong. With the knowledge of an indigenous person, I can guess to this extent. I have begun to feel for you."
Interested."
Zhen Cheng finally understood the attitude of the short-haired woman. In short, she was confident. She clearly knew something, and at the same time, she clearly said "you don't deserve to know" on her face. If you continue to question her, you will only be asking for help.
Not fun.
The firefighter frowned and said to the short-haired woman: "If you know something, you'd better say it clearly now. Otherwise..."
"What else? Kill me?" The short-haired woman winked provocatively.
In fact, what she wanted to say in the second half of her sentence was "otherwise we can only suspect that you are related to the reason why we are in this situation." It turned out that it was better for her, lest the world be in chaos and try to anger everyone else. Maybe... maybe
Just more fun?
"Okay, okay, she doesn't want to talk, and you can't ask, right? We might as well listen to the detective lady explain everyone's situation clearly." The doctor tried to smooth things over.
Zhen Cheng nodded and took over: "Most of you may lack understanding of the 'hidden space' in mysticism. Let me explain it briefly. In such a place, all the principles, cause and effect, and laws that we are familiar with are possible.
An unknown change has occurred.
For example, you may not die if you are killed; steel may not be stronger than wood; if I throw a piece of debris out of the window, it may go against the downward gravity in the room and fall towards the sky..."
As she spoke, she picked up a piece of wood from the door frame that was kicked to pieces by the masked sister and threw it out the window of her room behind her.