Seeing me mumbling to myself, a little policeman on the side looked at me strangely, then looked at the crowd and asked doubtfully: "What are you looking at?"
After hearing his words, I subconsciously turned to look at him, "I..."
I was about to speak, but I was stunned. The moment I turned my head, there was nowhere to be seen Liu Banxian in the crowd.
I stared blankly at the crowd. This Liu Banxian seemed to be a wandering ghost. He came suddenly and disappeared strangely.
This little policeman looked at me dazed and ignored me. He was probably calling me a lunatic in his heart.
When I came to the police station, the procedures were the same. I was familiar with them the second time, and it was the second time I entered the palace. Naturally, I would not be as nervous and scared to death like the first time, but I learned to deal with them.
As long as I understand one thing, it's definitely not me who kills people.
After all, the police are not bandits. It is impossible for them to arrange beating scenes in order to deliberately arouse the hatred of the audience as shown on TV.
The most they can do to me now is to scare me and talk nonsense, telling me how wrong what I am doing is wrong, and hope that I will be frank and be lenient, so that I can reduce my sentence by a few years.
I have only one answer to such remarks: "Evidence."
Seeing that I was stubborn and refused to let go, the team couldn't do anything at all. After scaring me one more time, they detained me.
Although this was my second time in the prison, and I felt much calmer when facing the team, when I returned to the detention center again, I could not help but tremble.
I was terrified. Every time I thought about what happened that night, I felt goosebumps all over my body.
The main reason is that I don't understand what happened that day. Was there a ghost specifically trying to harm me?
If you think so, then why is it not me but the other party who dies?
"Brother, I have to ask, who are the people living in this detention center? They stay up all night." I don't know whether it was intentional or not, but my residence this time is over there again.
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Seeing that the little policeman was about to leave, I quickly stopped him and asked him.
I looked at both sides with a puzzled expression. In these two rooms, one kept shouting and the other kept singing Huangmei Opera. They were a completely strange pair.
In fact, the reason why I know that these two people are still there now is entirely because I heard their voices when I entered the room just now.
"Huh?"
The two of them opened their mouths at almost the same time and let out a confused groan, as if they were very curious about my return.
The little policeman actually didn't want to answer me at first, but after he walked outside, he couldn't help but look back strangely and said: "I almost forgot that this is not the first time you have lived here.
They are all crazy. If you hear something at night, just ignore it. Otherwise, you will feel uncomfortable if you hear something."
As if he thought of something funny, the little policeman stood aside and laughed heartlessly.
I looked straight at him, and my head was empty for a moment.
The little policeman finally left, but his words not only failed to clear up my doubts, but made me even more curious.
"Hey, people next door, what do you do?" I had no choice. Since the little policeman didn't tell me everything directly, I could only ask them themselves.
But the next door, where there was a lot of noise when I was chatting with the little policeman, actually became very quiet now.
If I hadn't clearly seen that there were people in these two rooms when I came, I would have thought that the people in these two rooms had been let out.
After all, a normal person wouldn't be able to stay in this hellish place forever.
Then I called a few more words, but still no one responded to me. I sighed helplessly and sat back on the bed. If the other party didn't respond to me, I wouldn't be able to say anything.
I stared blankly at the scene in front of me, and almost every detail of what happened that night came to my mind in an instant.
Especially those old and yellowed canvas shoes, which greatly amplified the fear in my heart.
"What on earth killed the man across from me that day? Why did you kill him? Why did you come to frame me after killing him?" A series of questions were intertwined in my head. The more I couldn't figure it out, the more I felt.
A moment of irritability.
"Pap..."
At this time, the wall next to me was suddenly photographed.
I was stunned and quickly asked: "Hey, what are you guys next door doing?"
This time someone responded to me. The voice that responded to me was very hoarse and sounded very old, like an old machine. It gave me a sense that the owner of the voice might die at any time.
"You...are back again?"
I don’t know if I’m overthinking it, but the other person’s voice was filled with a sense of loss.
Although I knew that the other party couldn't see everything on my side, I still nodded subconsciously, "I can't help it. You think I want to come back."
As soon as I said these words, the other person fell into silence again. After a while, I almost felt that the other person had fallen asleep, and then he suddenly said again: "You...are not rushing?"
Did you come with that thing?"
As soon as he said these words, I was stunned. It seemed that this place was really not as simple as I thought.
"That thing? What is it?"
I followed up by asking, but unfortunately the other person seemed to no longer want to talk to me. No matter how I spoke, he always remained silent.
At this time, the people in the room in front of me started singing Huangmei Opera again.
"Damn you demon, can you please be more peaceful every day?"
The man across from me just started talking, but the man who was talking to me before seemed like he couldn't listen any more and opened his mouth to curse.
His yelling and cursing seemed to be an infinite distraction to the opponent. Instead of stopping, his singing became longer and more energetic. After singing for more than half an hour, he stopped with a look of unfinished content.
Come down, and during this half hour, the man in the room next to me kept cursing and couldn't stop.
"Old guy, we've been neighbors together for almost a year, can't you be gentler to me?" After the song ended, a delicate man's voice came from the room in front of me.