"Humph... pretending to be a ghost..." Li Zhiyuan's hands were shaking constantly, and cold sweat was flowing down his temples. "Do you think you can fool me by taking off the handcuffs and using some tricks to hide your eyes?"
"What? Haven't you remembered that you are dead?" Feng Bujue paced, put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head and muttered, "It seems that you were indeed a very rational person during your lifetime, and 'common sense' has been rooted in your consciousness.
"Even if you are now a lonely ghost, you are still..."
"That's enough!" Li Zhiyuan interrupted Feng Bujue, "I'm warning you not to play tricks. This is in the police station. Do you think you can escape by scaring me...?"
"Police station?" Feng Bujue turned to glance at the other party, "Are you sure?"
As soon as these words came out, Li Zhiyuan's mind buzzed.
The next second, the surrounding scenery changed. The originally bright space of more than ten square meters suddenly turned into an empty, pitch-black environment.
"This is no longer a police station." Feng Bujue continued, "It was converted into a warehouse for stacking used electrical appliances more than ten years ago." He paused, "Since this building was built in the last century, the design
There are so many original flaws that many new devices cannot be connected, so...seventeen years ago, that is, the fifth year after your death...this public security bureau has been moved elsewhere, and the current office is about 300 meters away from here.
Two kilometers away."
"You..." Li Zhiyuan still didn't believe Brother Jue, "This... this is impossible..."
Just as he was talking to himself, Feng Bujue walked back to the table. At this time, the "table" had turned into a horizontal refrigerator, and the "chair" they were sitting on was originally
It's an air conditioner and a microwave.
"By the way..." Then, Brother Jue pointed his finger at the pile of scrap newspapers on the refrigerator, which was the "documents" Chief Li took just now, and said, "Today's police no longer use paper documents.
They just need to take a tablet, scan the suspect's fingerprints, iris, and identify the voiceprint, and all the information will be there. After doing this, they still use this tablet to record the video
Make inquiries in the form and record them together.”
"Haha...hehe..." Suddenly, Li Zhiyuan laughed, it was a weird smile, "I understand...you hypnotized me...what I saw was what you used hypnosis to let me see.
Hallucination... yes... it must be like this... When you told me ghost stories before, you unknowingly did it to me..."
"Stop lying to yourself." Feng Bujue interrupted. "I don't have that kind of convenient ability. If I did... I would have been a male protagonist in the second dimension ten years ago."
His lines were too out-of-touch and without moral integrity. Speaking them at this moment was just enough to make the other party unable to answer.
"Your doubts about the strange phenomena in front of you... are actually easy to answer." Feng Bujue cast a sharp look at Li Zhiyuan, "Instead of looking for the answer on me, why not try it on yourself..." He raised his head
He raised his hand and raised a finger, "First of all, please recall today's specific date."
"Today... today is December 5, 2033..." Li Zhiyuan murmured.
"Don't you think it's strange?" Feng Bujue didn't let the other party finish his sentence. "On a December night, I went out with a bunt?"
Before he finished speaking, Li Zhiyuan was stunned...
This matter does not make sense, but Li Zhiyuan doesn't understand...why he would ignore such an obvious anomaly before the other party mentioned it?
"The date in your mind will always stay on December 5, 2033." Brother Jue continued, "Because that was the day Liu Xiaoya was killed."
The three words "Liu Xiaoya" were like a steel nail piercing Li Zhiyuan's consciousness. The moment he heard the name, he slumped down and held his head, kneeling on the ground... feeling in extreme pain.
"Hmph..." Feng Bujue looked down at Li Zhiyuan with a condescending look, "It seems that this name is quite irritating to you... If I had known this, I wouldn't have to beat around the bush like this." He said and raised his eyebrows again.
He raised his second finger and said, "Then... Next, please recall again, how did you arrest me to this 'police station'? And where did you see the surveillance video about me?"
"I...gu..." Li Zhiyuan's mind was in confusion. The severe headache made him unable to concentrate. A large number of scattered pictures poured into his mind and flashed before his eyes.
"It's impossible for you to remember it, because you don't have those details in your memory." Feng Bujue said, "The police station, the case, the video, the arrest... they are all the conversations you had with me after you saw me.
It was done by my own imagination." He licked his lips, "Just think back...I have been guiding you from the beginning of the conversation..."
…………
"Are you new here?"
"I am the one who reported the crime. I called 110. If you don't believe me, you can check the call records..."
"If you don't believe me, you can ask for road monitoring..."
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"...You completed your memory based on the information I provided." Feng Bujue continued, "Thus you made some 'reasonable' inferences."
"No... that's not the case..." Li Zhiyuan held his head in his hands and muttered with difficulty, "You... are talking nonsense!"
"The only information you know is the time, location, and the owner of the antique shop who was attacked and dying." Feng Bujue ignored the other party and continued to say in a cold tone, "And you only want to get it."
The conclusion is...'Who is the murderer?'" He paused for two seconds and then said, "I might as well tell you clearly...the murderer is Liu Xiaoya's ghost."
"ah--"
scold——scold——
Screams, a woman in red, a pale face, a ferocious face, a painful face, a twisted face, blood, a lot of blood...
A large number of sounds and fragments swept through Li Zhiyuan's consciousness like a tsunami, causing him to crawl to the ground in pain again.
"The case that happened twenty-two years ago is not complicated at all." Feng Bujue did not stop narrating because of the other party's reaction. "An antique shop owner fell in love with the woman in the flower shop next door, but
That woman didn't like him.
So, one winter night, the boss killed the woman who rejected him.
That night... the first police officer who arrived at the scene after hearing the screams was a police sergeant named Li. He was an excellent police detective and he could tell on the spot that this was a murder rather than a car accident.
and arrested the antique shop owner.
However... the boss immediately made a threat. He claimed that he knew some big people. These people could ensure that he would not go to jail, and could also make Chief Li lose his job and even lose his ability to gain a foothold in society.
After listening for a while, Sheriff Li realized that the boss was not bluffing. He found that what the other party said was very likely to become reality.
He was shaken...
He realized that...even if he did the right thing, the other party might not receive the punishment he deserved, and his own future and even his life would be damaged by this case.
Just when he was wavering, the boss tried to lure him again.
At that time, Sheriff Li had just gotten married, and the woman’s income was more than his, which made him unable to hold his head high in front of his family...
Under many inducements...he compromised.
He helped the boss re-process the scene and made false evidence collection. He even taught the boss what rhetoric to use when taking notes.
A murder case turned into a traffic accident."
Feng Bujue recounted this past event with an almost indifferent expression, but as an audience member, Li Zhiyuan was trembling with excitement, and his emotions were on the verge of losing control and collapsing.
"Seven days later..." Brother Jue paused for a few seconds and then said, "Liu Xiaoya avenged herself..." He smiled strangely again, "Ha...it's a coincidence that that day...it happened to be the day you went
On the day when you were getting 'remuneration' from the owner of the antique shop. The evil ghost tortured her murderer to death in front of you... The reason why she didn't kill you too was because before the owner died,
You are already crazy."
At this point, Li Zhiyuan suddenly stopped shaking.
"What? You remembered, right?" Feng Bujue looked at him and said.
"Yeah..." Li Zhiyuan stood up from the ground, "Two days later... I committed suicide in the hospital..." At this moment, his face was ashen, and his whole figure became translucent, "And what happened after that
Memories...are in chaos..."
"It's normal." Feng Bujue said, "Didn't I tell you about science? Most of the time, ghosts like you are in an 'unconscious, incorporeal' state. They are unable to maintain their own 'existence'
Under the premise, there will be no memory."
"Have I ever harmed anyone in these years?" Li Zhiyuan's tone has become calmer.
"It's okay..." Brother Jue replied, "You are not a bad ghost, you are just an earth-bound spirit. Only during the four major ghost festivals can you have the ability to interfere with living people."
"Then today is..." Li Zhiyuan asked tentatively.
"Hungry Ghost Festival." Feng Bujue responded.
"That's it..." Li Zhiyuan nodded.
"Similar rumors have been circulating around here..." Feng Bujue continued, "It is said that... every ghost festival, there will be gangsters or drunkards walking alone at night who will be killed by someone who doesn't know where.
The 'police' took them to a 'police station that should not exist' for interrogation. The next day, they would wake up in an abandoned warehouse, most likely scared to death. Then they would go around telling people... But
The credibility of what such people say is relatively low. Even if the police call the police, it is impossible for the police to open a case for investigation."
"Is that so..." Chief Li said thoughtfully, "Maybe I... still want to fulfill my duties as a police officer after I die..."
"Haha... don't put gold on your face." Feng Bujue poured cold water on it, "Twenty-two years ago, you suffered a mental breakdown because you saw a ghost killing someone with your own eyes. So your reason and memory
... They all stayed at that point. As I said just now, I only remember three pieces of information in total... Time, December 5, 2033; Location, the antique shop in the Flower and Bird Market on DF Road; Event... Fell in a pool of blood
"The dying antique store manager." He shrugged, "Your spirit cannot accept and bear the fact that the ghost kills people, so you blocked this part of the content. This has led to... Over the years, you have been trying to
Solve the case' to untie the knot in your heart." He pointed at his face with his hand, "Tonight, this conversation between you and me is the best evidence. If I were replaced by someone else... I guess tomorrow morning
Here again lies a passerby who is scared to death."
Li Zhiyuan couldn't refute. He was silent for a moment and asked, "What do you want to do now?"
"How is it?" Feng Bujue smiled, "Haha...what can I do to you? I'm just a bait."
"What did you say?" Li Zhiyuan looked puzzled.
"Xiaodong~" Suddenly, Feng Bujue turned his head and shouted to his left side.
His voice echoed in the empty warehouse, bringing out waves of echoes.
"Xiaodong?" Li Zhiyuan became more and more confused. He couldn't help but realize another question... Since he is a ghost, who/what is the "Xiaodong" who just brought Feng Bujue's wallet in? If that "
"Xiaodong" is just my imagination, so now...why would Feng Bujue call him this name?
"What Xiaodong... don't make such nonsense."
A few seconds later, accompanied by the sound of voices, a man wearing a police uniform walked over. He seemed to be the "Xiaodong" who came in just now to give Chief Li his wallet. But when Li Zhiyuan took a closer look at the man's face, he found that
…I don’t even know this person.
"Hello." The man walked up to Li Zhiyuan and took off his police hat. "I'm not Xiaodong, my name is Bao Qing."
"Are you..." Li Zhiyuan said doubtfully.
"I am someone who specializes in handling situations like yours, don't worry. I will be responsible for saving you." Bao Qing continued, "As for him..." He rolled his eyes at Brother Jue, "...he is a friend of mine.
, I heard that I have a mission tonight, so I insisted on coming out to 'see something', and volunteered to be some kind of 'bait' for me." He shook his head and looked at Li Zhiyuan again, "Actually, you can handle this situation...
It's not complicated, and I don't need anyone else to act as a 'bait'. You see... I even borrowed the outfit just to lure you out, but in the end it was all in vain."
Li Zhiyuan was stunned. He looked at Bao Qing and then at Brother Jue: "Then why did he..."
"Oh. He read my investigation report and related information, so he got the information about you." Bao Qing responded, spreading his hands and sighing, "Sigh... I spent a lot of effort.
I went to investigate... I peeled off the cocoons along the way and followed the clues... Only then did I uncover the facts of the case decades ago. This guy is good... I figured out 80% of the content in advance. I only reasoned about 20%.
, still showing off there..."
"What are you talking about?" Feng Bujue stood there and shook his hair, looking like he didn't need a beating. "I came here so enthusiastically to help you catch ghosts, and even the 'ghost realm' was broken by you, and you are still there.
Is it appropriate to dismantle me in such a whiny manner?"
Hearing this, Bao Qing put on a serious face and raised his middle finger to Feng Bujue without saying a word.
When Feng Bujue saw this, he also raised his middle finger with both hands to fight back.
Men's friendship is like this. Two people who frequently insult, ridicule, and even have physical conflicts with each other...are either mortal enemies or best friends.
"Don't pay attention to him. As for your ghost state, I destroyed it with my spiritual power in minutes. It's nothing like him... he can only open his mouth." After a few seconds, Bao Qing put away his middle finger and said to Li Zhiyuan.
"Hey... why are you telling me this in a comforting tone..." The corners of Li Zhiyuan's mouth twitched, "As if you would be happy to say that I am weak..."
"Bah!" On the other side, Feng Bujue was dissatisfied again, "Your approach of purely relying on strength to exorcise ghosts is obviously a second-rate... No! Third-rate method." He said seriously, "A first-rate master of exorcism.
, they all try their best to untie the knots in the hearts of the evil ghosts... and let them realize their wishes naturally."
"Okay, okay... stop pretending to be cool with me..." Bao Qingxu said with eyes, "What do you think I want to do by investigating so much information? Is it because I'm full? If I want to use my strength to do it.
, can't we just use spiritual power to blast him to pieces? Why waste all that time?" He glanced at Brother Jue with disdain, "What I said before... was about using spiritual power to forcefully break the ghost realm, and what's more?
It's not about using spiritual power to forcefully exorcise ghosts. Don't talk to yourself and try to change your concept for me. And..." He looked Feng Bujue up and down, "When did you become a master of exorcism? Are you still top-notch?"
There is a limit to your arrogance, right? You can't use any spiritual power now. Apart from being able to see and touch, you are completely an ordinary person. At best, you have innate yin and yang eyes..." He raised his hand and gestured, "Don't say
What kind of ghost exorcist is he? Even compared to ordinary ghost hunters... he is still far behind."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk..." Feng Bujue shook his head and argued, "To evaluate me based on ability alone, it's really..."
"Except for your psychic ability...don't you only have the ability to bullshit..." Bao Qing interrupted, "What's so big about this? Just what you said to fool Lao Li just now, I'm just talking about it."
ah."
"You even called me 'Lao Li'..." Li Zhiyuan, who was unable to interrupt, said, "These two guys suddenly got into a fight among themselves, and even changed the names they called me... After all,
What kind of fuss is going on..."
"Okay, come on." Feng Bujue said, "First come to Duan'er and let me listen to the three major disciplines and eight points of attention."
"You think that's the name of the dish!" Bao Qing yelled.
"I said..." Li Zhiyuan couldn't bear it anymore. He tried to stop the two people, "You two..."
But the two guys still seemed to ignore him and were still talking to each other.
"All actions must be followed according to the command, and victory can be won in unison. Without taking a single step from the masses, the masses will support and rejoice..."
"You are not allowed to molest women, you must get rid of gangster habits, you are not allowed to abuse captured soldiers, you are not allowed to beat or scold, and your pockets are searched..."
"Red meatballs, white meatballs, fried meatballs, fried meatballs, three fresh meatballs, four-dimensional meatballs..."
"You two, please stop it, you bastards!" Finally, Li Zhiyuan couldn't bear it anymore, and he roared loudly, "I'm rushing to be reincarnated, you bastards! If you want to kill, cut apart, save, or destroy me, you have to hurry up, you bastards!" (To be completed!)
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