Sitting in the interrogation room, I looked at the two Thai policemen opposite me who were still repeating these four words indifferently.
Yes, my head was sprayed with blood just like what was shown on TV. I was treated like a murderer with a cloth over my head and was taken away by the police. They wanted to charge me with murder, but because I am a foreigner, this procedure
It was more complicated, so I was taken to the interrogation room. All afternoon, they were forcing me to sign. Although I couldn't understand what was written on the document, I knew that as long as I signed, it meant that I admitted to the murder. They were treating me
The only preferential treatment I received was that the police officer who interrogated me specially assigned me a speaker who could speak Chinese, so at least I had no problem communicating.
"If you plead guilty, our country's laws will punish you lightly."
The two Thai policemen who interrogated me spoke Chinese. The fat one had a normal attitude, but the dark and skinny one was more irritable. When he saw me, he still replied: "I didn't kill anyone."
He slapped the table with a 'bang!' and glared at me: "Don't think that because you are a foreigner, we dare not do anything to you. Here, you must obey our Thai police in everything!"
I straightened my body and looked at the thin man: "Isn't it said that there is surveillance in the house? I haven't met Mr. Nan's assistant, so why do I have to plead guilty? I didn't kill anyone... and I can't kill anyone."
"you……"
The thin man wanted to use force against me, but the fat man pulled him and whispered something in Thai to calm him down. Then he looked directly at me: "But there are only two of you in the room. Judging from the video, you first touched me."
How do you explain the fact that I opened the clothes of the deceased Mr. Nan?"
"Because I am an onmyoji, Mr. Nan is kind to me. I just want to give him some comfort as an onmyoji after his death. Moreover, I did not take off his clothes. You should know after watching the video that I
I just unbuttoned a few of his buttons and then buttoned them up. As for my identity, you can also check it. I have no motive or necessity to kill anyone."
The fat man thought for a moment and looked at me: "But when the victim came in, we saw you and her talking through the video, and you were the only two people in the room."
"It's a head-lowering technique."
I looked at the fat man: "You should know better than me. She was raped and lowered. I also hope that you will investigate the murderer, not me. You can't think that I am a murderer just because I am in the house. Besides,
You can clearly see through the video that I didn't even touch her, and someone came in after her head fell off. If I really wanted to kill someone, why would I kill her there and behead her?"
The two policemen started talking quietly again. The thin man was obviously impatient and looked at me with anger in his eyes: Since you said it was a beheading, how are you going to prove that the victim was not beheaded by you!?"
"I never engage in things like lowering my head. Only dark wizards in Southeast Asia do this. You can check it out at will, check my motives, check my details, and see if I have any criminal record in our country. Moreover,
I don’t need to prove myself either.”
I said calmly, looking at the angry thin man: "Since you believe in these gods, you can also ask the eminent monk to find out the cause of death of the victim. I want to know who the murderer is more than you."
I didn't say anything about Mr. Nan being killed by a black wizard, because there was no evidence of his death, and they wouldn't believe the bruise on his chest. Maybe things would be more complicated, so I just bit him to death a little bit.
, being able to go out is the most important thing.
There was a knock on the door, and I saw another policeman come in. He said a few words to the two people who were interrogating me. The two people nodded and stood up. The thin man still threw the document in front of me. When he went out, it was full of papers.
He said threateningly: "If you kill people here, no one can protect you!"
I didn't respond with a cold face. I watched the thin man walk to the door. When he closed the door, he put his thumb on his throat and scratched it from sitting to right. He turned away and glanced at the surveillance camera in the interrogation room.
It's a blind spot, he clearly wants to threaten me!
A person sat quietly in the interrogation room. I said it was false if I said I was not afraid. Although the evidence was insufficient, the death of Mr. Nan’s assistant was too bloody, and we were the only two people alive in the room. I was afraid that they would let him go.
I am the scapegoat, and the law is there. After all, the idea of witchcraft cannot convince the public. Although the people who called the police and those present were Mr. Nan's family members, I don't think they will testify that I am innocent and my mind is messed up.
I was in such a complete mess, especially when I thought of the sudden death of Mr. Nan’s assistant, and the sudden severed head... That dark wizard was really cruel, and he clearly wanted to kill me!
No, he was probably warning me not to mind my own business, otherwise, I would be the next Mr. Nan.
Although I know that I have been involved in a whirlpool, and everything that happened today was done by that dark wizard. Even though I am in trouble, I still can’t figure out why Mr. Nan offended this dark wizard and was struck with five thunder palms.
, I can’t figure out why Mr. Nan enlightened me, I really can’t figure it out!
I don't know how long I sat there, but the lights in the interrogation room gradually dimmed, and the last two "sizzles" went out. I sat in the darkness, looking at the silver light shining from the handcuffs on my wrists, and I couldn't suppress the sadness in my heart.
, I can still clearly smell the smell of blood under my nose, dead people, dead people, people seem to have been dying in this year of my life, I think, I will remember this year in my life...
With a "squeak", the door of the interrogation room opened, and a beam of light shone in. I looked over and squinted my eyes with some discomfort. I quickly made out the tall silhouette standing in the front.
Second, I got up, but my feet were handcuffed to the chair and I couldn't move. The lights in the interrogation room were bright, and my inner defenses collapsed at that time: "Zhuo Jing..."
He ran over in a few strides, held my tangled hair that was still covered in dried blood with both hands, and looked at me carefully from top to bottom: "Are you okay, eh? Are you okay?"
I shook my head desperately and watched him cry uncontrollably: "Mr. Nan is dead...his assistant is also dead. They said I killed him..."
"I know."
He stretched out his hand to wipe away my tears and looked at me seriously: "It's okay, you know. Well, you'll be fine, trust me."
I sniffed and looked at him, and whispered: "It's a dark wizard..."
Zhuo Jing gave me a look, indicating that I didn't need to say more: "Don't worry about anything, I will handle this matter, just wait for me for a few days..." As he said that, he turned around and followed a man who was following him.
Opened his mouth: "Tell them to untie these things for her."
The man immediately started talking in Thai to the police who came after him. After listening, a policeman stepped forward and helped me open my handcuffs and leg cuffs. However, these two policemen were not the two who interrogated me before. Zhuo Jing rubbed
He rubbed my wrist and looked at me seriously: "Are you still running around?"
I sniffed and shook my head without responding. He sighed, "I said hello, they won't interrogate you again. Just be obedient and wait for me for two days and I will take you out." (To be continued)