By the time the convoy returned to Linshi, it was already the afternoon of the next day.
Although they had caught up on their sleep in the car, they still felt uncomfortable, so Mei Qian and other unrelated people stayed at a hotel arranged by the local police.
Officer Zhang Yu still had work to do. He was used to traveling around. He slept soundly in the car and felt more energetic when he got off the bus. He went straight to the task force to participate in the subsequent preliminary investigation.
Mei Qian took a nap and felt no longer sleepy. Fortunately, his notebook and other personal belongings were returned, and he continued coding the script of "The Origin of the White Snake".
However, inspiration is too fantasy, and when coding, your attention will always be attracted by other things, and you will unknowingly become lazy.
This script was obviously a copy, and the relevant plots and dialogues were revolving around in his mind, but what he wrote was dry. He made changes and deletions. When he finally finished the remaining half, it was already dark outside.
blacken.
"Hmm, is it the story of the White Snake? The movie will definitely look good." Ning Chi had also woken up long ago and brought Mei Qian dinner. He glanced at the contents of the notebook and was immediately interested.
It's just that the boss is busy, and his assistant can't be disturbed, so he can only retreat to his room and play with his mobile phone.
But every half hour, he would come over to check on the situation and ask if the elder brother needed water, snacks, etc. He was very attentive.
Mei Qian was very suspicious that it was this guy's fault that he was out of shape.
However, he finally accomplished something big. He was in a good mood and didn't want to worry about it.
When I sent the text to Maomao, I also sent a copy to Ning Chi.
Sure enough, Ning Chi read the script and never bothered Mei Qian's plan to pursue the drama again.
He probably slept so much during the day that even though it was late at night, Mei Qian didn't feel sleepy. In addition, the suspense movie he was following had updated several episodes in the past few days and had advanced on-demand broadcasts, so he was even more reluctant to sleep.
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Until the early hours of the morning, he was still happily immersed in the exciting plot. He couldn't help but feel a little itchy in his heart, and he was seriously considering whether to write a detective novel.
However, while he was watching the drama and thinking about where to start his novel, there was a knock on the door of the room, and it was Zhang Yu who came back.
Mei Qian glanced at the skylight outside the window and saw the tired look on Zhang Yu's face, and couldn't help but wonder.
This guy didn't go back to his room after work, why did he come to see him?
"Hey, I guess you haven't slept yet. Do you have anything to eat?" Zhang Yu clutched his stomach as soon as he walked in, obviously hungry.
"No, the police station doesn't care about food?" Mei Qian had no choice but to share her snacks.
"I was so busy that I forgot, I just realized it." Zhang Yu was not polite, tore off the package of beef jerky and stuffed it into his mouth: "Besides, I really have enough instant noodles, I don't even need to eat them, just looking at them makes me want to vomit.
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For some reason, seeing him eating well, Mei Qian also felt a little hungry, so he also went to get snacks to fill his stomach while watching the show. But as soon as he put his hand into the bag, he heard Zhang Yu suddenly say.
"At night, Old Man Bai was paralyzed from the lower body. Now the doctor is conducting a more careful examination."
Mei Qian's movements were only slightly stagnant, and he successfully fished out a bag of dried fruits. He said with a smile: "Did you get hurt in the mountains?"
"He is going crazy now. We have no idea what happened to him in the mountains." Zhang Yu said softly as he stopped looking at Mei Qian.
"Is he really crazy or pretending to be crazy?" Mei Qian opened the bag, crushed the hazelnuts inside, picked up the kernels and put them into his mouth.
"We have to wait for the provincial psychiatrists to verify the details tomorrow, but the local doctor diagnosed it as delusional disorder." Zhang Yu shook his head regretfully: "What a pity, when he went crazy, half of this line was broken. The following work can be done
It’s difficult.”
Mei Qian knew that he was referring to following the clues to catch cross-border smuggling, but Old Man Bai was already unconscious, so it was definitely impossible to start with a confession.
Zhang Yu quickly finished a bag of beef jerky and opened a can of drink. After drinking two gulps, he felt his stomach and seemed to be full.
However, just as he threw the empty bag into the trash can, he seemed to remember something again. He patted his head and turned around and asked, "By the way, what did you mean by those times you slapped Old Man Bai when you came back?"
"What purpose can that serve?" Mei Qian had a look of confusion on his face: "It's just a few casual pats to show comfort. After all, this guy is really miserable when we go together." At this point, he said
After a pause, he said with a half-smile: "No, you don't doubt that it was me who did it, do you?"
"His spine was completely shattered, as if he had been hit by a strong force. I feel that you are the only one who has the ability and motivation." Zhang Yu sighed.
"You have read too many novels! How many slaps can turn a living person into a cripple? But..." Mei Qian frowned and thought for a long time before laughing again: "You underestimate me too much. If I take action,
Old Man Bai couldn't even make it to the police station, he was just a corpse in the car. After all, the dead are the safest."
The conversation between the two stopped here. Zhang Yu went back to his room to catch up on his sleep after eating half full, while Mei Qian sat back on the bed with dried fruits and continued to watch her TV series.
However, I have completely forgotten the plot of the novel I just conceived...
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"Officer Zhang, this is the interrogation record this morning." Zhang Yu caught up on his sleep, didn't even eat, washed his face and hurried to the police station. As soon as he entered, Xiao Wang handed over a stack of records.
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He turned and walked towards the temporary office of the task force. However, as soon as he turned a few pages, he stopped in his tracks: "That Liao Laoliu has given up? Wasn't he very tough-talked yesterday?"
"Maybe he spent the night in jail and thought it through. We don't need to ask now. He sold all his companions in one go. His colleagues in Xishan are arresting people based on his confession." A smile appeared on Xiao Wang's face.
"This really bites everyone..." Zhang Yu shook his head. It is said that the police like this kind of suspect the most, because the interrogation does not take much time. They are afraid that the other party is too cunning, and the questions he explains are mixed between true and false.
It is often mixed with a lot of useless or even wrong information, and it takes a lot of energy from the police just to verify it.
When questioned afterwards, people can still evade and say that they did not remember clearly. Therefore, this kind of suspect is enough to cause a headache for the police.
"Huh! Ah Fei is actually the real boss of the tomb robbing gang? Is he still related to foreign forces? Liao Laoliu only has a name? Is he really going to die without proof?" At this time, Zhang Yu saw another piece of information on the record, and immediately
He raised his eyebrows and turned to Xiao Wang: "Does he know that A Fei is dead?"
"I don't know, none of us mentioned it." Xiao Wang shook his head quickly.
Zhang Yu hummed, but he believed it in his heart. This could also explain why Old Man Bai left so many people behind and ran away with Ah Fei alone.
However, when he turned to the last page, he suddenly stood still with an expression of disbelief: "He actually accused Mei Qian of being the Iron-faced Buddha?"