Of the two policemen, one left and the other definitely stayed to watch me.
"Do you often have power outages here?" I asked.
Zhong Xinyu frowned and glanced at me.
As for this?
I couldn't help complaining in my heart, don't say I'm innocent, even if I really killed the person, at least I still have the right to ask a question!
Maybe Zhong Xinyu heard my thoughts. After a short pause, he said, "Power outages don't happen often. We are a national institution here. How come this happens so often? Otherwise, how can we work?"
That's strange. Normally there is no power outage here. Why did it happen when I got here today?
Some people may say that this is just a simple coincidence, but there have been too many coincidences happening around me recently. If all these coincidences are added together, is it still a coincidence?
"Captain Zhong, I think you'd better be more careful. I'm afraid this power outage is not just an accident." I said carefully.
I think it is still necessary to remind Zhong Xinyu that both Qiangzi and Wang Laoer are dead. Enough people have died. I really don’t want to see more people die.
However, although I have good intentions, others may not appreciate it.
Zhong Xinyu seemed to have heard a funny joke. He laughed out loud, "Do you know where this place is? This is the criminal police brigade, this is a national agency, and we all carry guns. Do you think there are people?
Deliberately use some means to stop our click here, and then take the opportunity to rush in and kill you or others. Have you watched too many American movies? We have this in our hands!"
As he spoke, Zhong Xinyu took out his gun and threw it heavily on the table.
Under the dim light, Zhong Xinyu's gun glowed brightly.
I smiled and said nothing more. I had already reminded everyone that needed to be reminded. As for whether I believed it or not, that was Zhong Xinyu's business.
In fact, today with such advanced science and technology, there are still many areas that humans have not yet understood. Zhong Xinyu is too superstitious about his own power!
"ah……"
After Zhong Xinyu took back his gun, the interrogation room fell into silence.
But this silence did not last long before it was broken by a burst of shrill screams.
My heart shuddered. This voice was not unfamiliar to me. I had heard it several times just now. It was Mu Xue's voice.
Of course, I was not the only one who recognized the scream as that of Mu Xue, but also Zhong Xinyu.
Zhong Xinyu's expression changed, "No, it's Mu Xue!"
Then Zhong Xinyu rushed outside without caring about anything.
At this time, I felt as anxious as if I had been scratched by a cat, itching terribly.
After hesitating for a moment, I rushed out.
After leaving the interrogation room, I walked down a long corridor. Still far away, I saw what seemed to be a person lying at the end of the corridor, and Zhong Xinyu was running towards there.
I prayed in my heart that no one would have an accident again.
But when I ran there and saw the person lying on the ground clearly, my heart suddenly lit up.
Lying on the ground is Mu Xue.
Mu Xue's upper body was leaning against a wall. At this time, her body was covered in blood, and there was a big hole in her chest.
Her eyes were wide open, as if she was trying her best to see the person who killed her.
"Mu Xue..." Zhong Xinyu was completely dumbfounded when he saw this scene.
Anyone who sees the companion they spend all day with is by their side one second and turns into a cold corpse the next second will probably not be able to bear it.
The situation here quickly attracted the attention of other people in the criminal police brigade, and many police officers ran over at once.
After they saw Mu Xue's tragic death, they were all stunned and stood there blankly, like pieces of wood.
There was even a young man with an immature face who suddenly vomited.
Seeing that no one else was doing anything, I stepped forward, took out a stick of incense, lit it, and put it into Mu Xue's mouth.
"What are you doing?" A relatively young policeman grabbed me and asked me sternly.
I pointed at Mu Xue, "Don't you know what it means to die with your eyes closed? Now Mu Xue's eyes are so wide open. It's obvious that she has not swallowed her breath and has unfinished wishes in her heart. If she keeps letting her go on like this, she
After death, he will become a ghost, and he may even stay in your criminal police team forever, and his ghost cannot leave."
The young policeman was unmoved. Just when he was about to refute me, an older, middle-aged policeman next to him stopped him. "He is right. We also have this kind of rule there. The dead must find a way to let him go."
Close your eyes, otherwise you will be in trouble."
It was obvious that the middle-aged policeman was very prestigious in the criminal police brigade. As soon as he spoke, the young policeman immediately shut up.
After the incense I put in Mu Xue's mouth burned for a while, Mu Xue's eyes slowly closed.
At this time, the way the police looked at me had some subtle changes.
Although Zhong Xinyu’s salary sounds good, they are a criminal police brigade and a national agency. Logically speaking, they should all believe in science, but in fact many police officers are a little superstitious, especially the older the police officers are, the more superstitious they are.
deep.
At this time, Zhong Xinyu had slowly recovered from the shock and grief. He looked at me, and then said to a policeman next to him, "Da Liao first brought Zhao Dongfang back to the detention room, and also notified others to come and collect Mu Xue's body."
Deal with it, and remember not to spread the word about what happened tonight."
Zhong Xinyu's tone increased at the end. Everyone else was shocked by Zhong Xinyu's momentum and nodded in unison.
I curled my lips, even though I was unwilling to do so, but now I was on someone else's territory and could only be slaughtered like a piece of fish on the chopping board.
Then the policeman named Daliao stood up and took me to the detention room.
To put it bluntly, the holding room is just a small cell.
Daliao sent me in, warned me a few words, and left.
Although I am inside the prison cell, my heart is still outside.
Mu Xue's death was really strange, and I saw the girl in white on the way here, so I naturally connected the two things.
I suddenly realized that as long as the girl in white appears, someone will definitely die.
The first time she appeared at Qiangzi's funeral, Qiangzi died; the second time she appeared at Wang Laoer's house, Wang Laoer died.
She appeared again on our way to the Criminal Police Brigade, and Mu Xue died not long after.
At this moment, my heart was in chaos, and all my thoughts were focused on the deaths of Qiangzi, Wang Laoer and Mu Xue.
I leaned against the wall, thinking about all these messy things in my head, and couldn't calm down inside.
As I thought about it, the bags under my eyes became heavy, and my upper and lower eyelids unconsciously closed together.
"Dingling bell..."
"Dingling bell..."
I don’t know how long I slept, but a series of ringing bells reached my ears in a daze.
I slowly opened my eyes.
"Dingling bell..."
"Dingling bell..."
The sound continued to sound and became clearer and louder.
Someone is coming towards us, this is my intuitive feeling.
I stood up, walked to the door and looked outside.
Through my limited perspective, I saw that there seemed to be a person slowly walking towards me.
What surprised me was that the person who came over was not from the criminal police brigade. The person who came over seemed to be wearing white clothes and holding an oil-paper umbrella.
And it was still a woman. Her face was completely covered by the oil-paper umbrella, but it could be seen that she had a slender figure.
She must be wearing something similar to a small bell, which makes a continuous ringing sound as she steps forward.
Why did a woman holding an oil-paper umbrella appear in the detention room of the Criminal Police Brigade?
I was shocked at first, and then became scared.
White clothes, women...
I immediately thought of the girl in white, she came to see me!
I wanted to shout loudly, but my throat felt like a sponge was stuffed in my throat. Although my desire to speak was very strong, I couldn't make any sound!