Ye Suling was looking forward to it. She was hoping that she could come up with a more powerful and irrefutable evidence to convince her to completely abandon the stubborn prejudice in her heart.
"I understand what you are talking about."
"I understand, what are you singing-"
Zhang Ke opened his mouth to sing softly, and Ye Suling suddenly raised his head, with a look of extreme surprise on his face.
"Singing about the full moon is just a prophecy of yesterday."
"And tomorrow, the world will not miss you."
Ye Suling raised her arms tremblingly and pointed at Zhang Ke in disbelief. The surprise in her eyes gradually turned into determination that dispelled hesitation.
"I don't understand why I had to leave yesterday. I don't understand why today feels like a dream——"
"The secret word of time - why do you remember to sing this song!" Ye Suling asked almost at the top of her lungs.
"Because." Zhang Ke glanced at her and said calmly, "You bought this album and brought it to the office, didn't you?"
"You... broke into my office? No, even if it is true, you can check it from the monitor... Or are you peeking into my life... That was when I got off work yesterday, in an antique video store
I finally found the record, I just took it out of my bag today..."
Ye Suling's soliloquy sounded a little messy, but this was also human nature. After all, it was really hard to accept that a strange man was suddenly telling him a private detail that he had never told anyone else.
Or it should be that, thanks to the person in front of him being a policewoman like Ye Suling, his first reaction was not to be frightened and immediately run away with his head in his hands, but to remain calm as much as possible and think about various hypotheses to explain the current situation.
"No, you know it yourself. These are just excuses." Zhang Ke said calmly, "If you want to verify my words, you can go upstairs and look through Li Hao's notebook to see if there is anything in your mind.
Those sketches that I have never seen before but left a deep impression on them."
"You wait here, don't leave!" Ye Suling held her forehead, which was getting hotter and even stinging, and shouted to Zhang Ke, "Don't leave, wait for me to come back!"
Zhang Ke just nodded lightly, then watched the other party leave, then picked up his phone and took a look.
It's only early ten o'clock now, and there are still three or four hours before the murderer arrives. According to previous experience, he shouldn't show up here so early.
However, the murderer at this moment should be making final preparations, such as packaging the deadly weapon in a disguised mail package before heading here.
If he can successfully gain Ye Suling's trust this time, perhaps after several reincarnations to deepen his impression, she can quickly become his ally.
At that time, the two of them will try to find the temporary hiding place of the murderer separately. It will not be difficult to find the mastermind behind the scenes based on the weapons in his hands.
Ye Suling's actions were as resolute as ever. After a moment, she rushed downstairs in a hurry and came to Zhang Ke. Her arms were still shaking slightly, and she was holding a folded painting in her hand.
"Everything you said...is true."
Ye Suling spread out the drawing paper, and there was a picture of herself in a wedding dress. She was very careful in coloring, as if the author of this picture imagined that the woman in the picture would become his wife in the future.
For Ye Suling, the most unbelievable thing is not that Zhang Ke got it right about the content of the painting.
Because even if we take a step back, maybe Zhang Ke was some kind of elusive criminal thief, or he had an informant in the police station who helped him spy on this hidden information.
But your brain doesn’t lie to others.
Ye Suling was very sure that before she picked up the drawing paper and looked at it carefully, she almost had a very clear outline and impression in her mind. This sense of déjà vu, which was almost like predicting the future, could not be explained without supernatural reasons.
In other words, the bizarre reasons for "reincarnation", "time and space" and "travel" mentioned by the man in front of me are not actually daydreams.
"Officer Ye, I think you should be able to accept the facts now." Zhang Ke said, "Or, at least, you are willing to believe part of my words and know that I am not a delusional mental patient."
"I understand, even if the truth is not as mysterious as you said, something special must have happened."
Ye Suling closed her eyes, calmed down a little, and then asked:
"You are so anxious to help me out so early in the morning. You are probably not just looking for similar people, but you need my help for something urgent, right?"
"As expected of you, you guessed my purpose right away." Zhang Ke saw that the other party seemed to have finally accepted the reality, and felt a little refreshed, "That's it, actually this afternoon..."
"Wait a minute." Ye Suling suddenly interrupted Zhang Ke's words, and her expression changed from the confusion and confusion just now to the usual calm and sharp, "Before you tell me about the future, can you first explain the past?
what happened?"
"I mean, what is the reason why you always meet me in the previous reincarnations?"
The pair of sharp eyes under Ye Suling's willow-leaf eyebrows seemed to shoot out two rays of light that hit people's hearts at this moment, strangled Zhang Ke's neck like a pair of invisible big hands:
"A law-abiding ordinary person shouldn't always have to deal with the police and be locked up in a small dark room dedicated to interrogating prisoners - captains of serious special case squads like me have been dispatched, and the previous
In reincarnation, what evil things did you do?"
"Uh-" In an instant, Zhang Ke felt a little suffocated.
First, the strong, even murderous aura that burst out from Ye Suling instantly wiped away her previous confusion and confusion. Her whole body seemed to have turned into a sharp scimitar, capable of subduing Lingchi at any time.
Secondly, it was Zhang Ke who belatedly realized this serious but unavoidable problem.
Yes, he kept saying that he had met her in previous reincarnations, and for Ye Suling who retained the remaining memories, I am afraid that after being reminded and deliberately recalling, she would still vaguely remember interrogating her in the small dark room.
.
So, in the eyes of the other party, my identity is likely to be that of a murderer, a thug, or a thug who takes people's lives, right?
With almost no need for reasoning, Ye Suling's alertness instantly rose to the highest level. If the man opposite him did not lie to him, it would only further prove that he was a person with a blood debt.
"Huh... well, I didn't think about this issue. It's really because I didn't think well." Zhang Ke raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, "It's just as you guessed. I almost always went to the police station several times.