"No matter how many times you have to tell me, it's really not me!"
In the interrogation room, Tang Song looked haggard... Several specially made lamps that could emit an anxious yellow light were shining on him.
"You must be hungry, it's been so long." Ma 0 said expressionlessly.
Tang Song couldn't help but be startled subconsciously.
At this moment, Ma O suddenly took out an empty plate from under the table. Tang Song couldn't help but frown, but then Ma O took out more than a dozen porcelain spoons.
This made Tang Song wonder: "...Sir, what are you going to do?"
Ma O kindly smashed the porcelain spoons one by one in front of Tang Song... He kept smashing them, and even crushed the pieces of the spoon bit by bit.
The sound of the spoon fragments being ground makes one's scalp numb.
"Please eat some special food."
Tang Song couldn't help but sneer at this thing... When he committed a crime in Gu Qiancha's training camp, the instructors' punishment methods were many times higher.
But seeing Ma 0 chuckle at this moment, he suddenly sprinkled a handful of chili powder on the plate that was not fully ground and was full of sharp shards from the spoon...
Tang Song was a little uneasy at this time.
…
Next door to the interrogation room, SIR Xiao Luo couldn't help but blinked... He seemed to have learned something.
"This guy, after all these years, is still the same as he used to be, he still scares people."
Xiao Luo SIR turned around at this time and saw that Ye Yan had walked into the observation room at some point... He also carried a bag in his hand, which contained some fast food. "It's been a hard day, let's eat something."
Bar."
It is perfectly fine for a monk to go without food for ten and a half days... Eating is probably a spiritual comfort.
"It's a bit gangster." Xiao Luo SIR smiled at this time.
Ye Yan smiled casually and said: "This guy was originally a street gangster. I remember when I first met him, this guy dared to come to my dojo to collect protection money with just a water pipe. What else could he say?
I am the [Double Dragon of Baiyun Mountain], and the protection money in this area from now on will be his."
"Protection money?" Xiao Luo SIR couldn't help but blinked and asked curiously: "Has Uncle Ma received it?"
"How is that possible?" Ye Yan chuckled and said, "If I beat him so hard, it would probably take a month to get better... I thought I would only meet him once in my life, but I didn't expect that I would attend not long after.
During the recruitment of Huoyun Academy, I met this guy again, and then my fate lasted for more than ten or twenty years."
...Oh, so the reason why Ma 0 failed to leave with Da Lao Gang was because of this.
Xiao Luo SIR couldn't help but smile knowingly.
Ye Yan suddenly looked at him... Xiao Luo SIR asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Ye Yan shrugged and said casually: "It's nothing, it's just that I rarely see you smiling like a silly child."
Xiao Luo SIR subconsciously touched his face, "Very few."
"It should be almost none?" Ye Yan shook his head, "Although I don't know why you are like this... I still say that young people should have the publicity and vitality of young people. If you are really my apprentice, I will
I wouldn’t mind if you were more lively.”
Xiao Luo SIR was about to say something.
But at this moment, Tang Song's horrified voice suddenly came from the interrogation room, "I did it...I did it, it's me! It was me who sent the letter...It's me!"
In the inspection room, Ye Yan and Xiao Luo, SIR, looked in at the same time.
At this time, Ma 0 was seen forcefully opening Tang Song's mouth, and was about to pour a plate of special food into it - and it was at this time that Tang Song confessed.
"Oh?" Ye Yan couldn't help showing a look of doubt when he heard this.
Because he had already asked the team members about their visit to Yu Shiyao's villa today... He and Xiao Luo SIR had the same speculation, and neither thought that Tang Song was the prisoner who delivered the letter.
"He is not lying." Xiao Luo SIR said suddenly at this time.
"Um……"
…
"Tell me! Why did you send a threatening letter to Yu Shiyao!"
At this time, Ma 0 slapped the table hard, and then glanced at the glass of the interrogation room intentionally or unintentionally... and raised his chin, as if to show his victory.
At this time, Tang Song glanced at the plate filled with [delicious food] on the table, swallowed subconsciously, and then hesitated: "I...I don't know why, I really don't know why!"
"Aren't you kidding me?!" Ma 0 glared instantly.
Tang Song shrank his neck at this time, and looked unusually timid under the illumination of the special light, "Sir, it's true! I don't know why... my body seems to be out of control... This is simply,
It's like having a nightmare! My body... seems to be living in another person..."
"You!" Ma 0 suddenly slapped the table and stood up.
"Let him continue." At this time, Ye Yan's voice sounded in the interrogation room, "Just tell me what's wrong with your body."
Tang Song's face turned pale at this time, and he grabbed his hair with a slight pain, feeling extremely depressed, "The voice... It seems that there is a voice ringing in my ears all the time! I don't know what happened to me...
…Sir, you have to believe me!”
Tang Song seemed to be talking nonsense at this time, and started to say some random things - but slowly, several people were able to piece together the incident.
——One day, Tang Song took away the clothes that he regarded as treasures from Yu Shiyao's room as usual, and then took advantage of his time off work to go to the room to enjoy them.
...But I don’t know why, but I suddenly fell asleep.
——After Tang Song woke up, there was a huge commotion in the villa because the first threatening letter appeared... Tang Song hurriedly inspected the villa with everyone, but in the end there was no result.
——He returned to his room again. Unexpectedly, at this moment, he found an opened bottle of red paint, a used pen and letter paper on the drawer.
——What made Tang Song’s scalp numb the most was that there were still traces of paint on the used letter paper... It was obviously traces of the paint that penetrated the first piece of letter paper, and the content of the traces was the content of the threatening letter.
!
——This made Tang Song shocked. However, one after another, every time he woke up, he would find these tools. No matter how he destroyed them, he would always find them when he woke up...
"...That's what happened." Tang Song was trembling at this time, "I don't know why I fall asleep every time... I have obviously been so energetic that I even took drugs. And not only that, my collections
I always ran out of my bags and scattered them in the room without knowing why. Especially today, my storage bag was actually missing. I originally came out to look for it... but I didn’t expect that Mei Xing would appear as soon as I found it!
I have been in low spirits these past few days, and I didn’t know why at the time. It seemed like my body was out of control... I, I really don’t know what happened to me! Sir, you said... you said this didn’t mean that the soul was split.
Is it a disease? I am actually a kind person, but there is a guy full of evil thoughts living in my body! Maybe this is related to my childhood? "
"I see you are really hungry!" Ma 0 directly picked up the plate, "I have no grudges with you, why do you treat me like a fool?"
"Sir, everything I said is true! It's absolutely true!" Tang Song was shocked, "I know that this thing is really unbelievable, and no one would believe it if I told it, so I didn't plan to say it in the first place..."
"Master Ma, wait a moment." Xiao Luo SIR's voice suddenly sounded.
Ma 0 blinked and stopped.
Xiao Luo SIR pressed the communication button at this time, thought for a while and asked: "Tang Song, do you still remember what those voices that often appear in your ears say."
Tang Song scratched his head at this moment and subconsciously said: "It sounds very similar to Hu's... it's unclear, but... I can remember some of it."
Xiao Luo SIR said: "You said you seem to have the strength of another person, so does this voice sound like your own?"
"I...I don't know, it seems to be a very hoarse voice..." Tang Song shook his head subconsciously, "I can't tell..."
"Then can you write it down?" This time it was Ye Yan who spoke again, "Write down what you heard and what you can write down."
"I...I'll try."
"Old Ma, prepare pen and ink for him."
…
I saw Ma 0 eating rice balls in the inspection room at this time, raising his chin as if to say: Look, I am the detective!
Ye Yan and Xiao Luo, SIR, paid no attention at all and just observed Tang Song in the interrogation room without saying a word.
At this moment, Tang Song was holding a pen, scratching his head from time to time, and writing something on the paper intermittently... After a while, Tang Song was already sweating profusely, as if he was mentally exhausted.
"It's not this sentence... it's not this sentence... what it is, what it is..."
Suddenly, Tang Song went crazy and tore open what he had written. Then he sat down again with a look of pain on his face.
He bit his fingers as if he couldn't help himself, and his spirit became worse and worse... Suddenly, Tang Song hit his head hard on the table in pain, and immediately passed out.
Several people quickly walked into the interrogation room to take a look and found that Tang Song was really unconscious.
Ye Yan, on the other hand, frowned deeper and deeper. Suddenly, he made a phone call, "Ah Chen, go to the technical department and see if there are any spellcasters on duty... I need a spellcaster. Check it out."
Some are annoyed."
"Do you suspect that Tang Song has been cursed?" Ma 0 couldn't help but be startled, "But why do I think he is just a superb actor?"
Ye Yan didn't speak.
At the same time, Xiao Luo SIR picked up a ball of paper from the ground, slowly crumpled it open... and found that the content written on it was actually part of the threatening letter.
Ye Yan took a look at this moment and frowned: "This handwriting..."
"Yes, it's the same as in the threatening letter." Xiao Luo SIR said in deep thought at this time, and then he picked up some discarded paper balls on the ground, opened them all... and began to study them.
After a while, a spell master on duty rushed over.
"Check him and see if there are any traces of spells on his body." Ye Yan directly ordered: "Especially the type of spells with control attributes."
"OK."
Waiting... The interrogation room was unusually quiet at this time, with only the crunching sound of Ma 0 eating potato chips.
"It's been checked, Mr. Ye." The conjurer said sternly at this time: "According to my investigation, there are no traces of any spells on this person... but this person's soul state is quite bad. If I give him this right now,
If you cast a curse, the success rate will be very high. Lord Ye, maybe I can help you cast a [Soul Search] curse on him..."
Ye Yan said expressionlessly: "[Soul Search] requires the approval of the Tribunal... You help me? Why are you helping me?"
The conjurer's eyes suddenly became confused, and he quickly lowered his head and said, "Master Ye, is there anything else? If not... Chong Gu's side seems to be calling too."
"It's okay, you can go." Ye Yan waved his hand.
"My subordinates resign."
…
"What should we do?" After the conjurer left, Ma O looked at the unconscious Tang Song and couldn't help scratching his head and said: "People are like this, how can they not be interrogated?"
Ye Yan thought for a while and said: "Lock him up first. There are a lot of things going on these days, and you haven't had any rest... Go back and have a rest first, and then go to work tomorrow."
As he said that, Ye Yan glanced at Xiao Luo Sir, who was spreading the manuscript paper written by Tang Song on the table and studying it, "You should also get off work. Being serious is a good thing, but you must pay attention to the balance between work and rest."
"Drink two drinks?" Ma 0 stretched at this time and asked, "Is there a better restaurant? Xiao Luo, come too?"
"I can't." Xiao Luo SIR shook his head and said, "I want to go back and rest early."
The streets and lanes do not seem very quiet at night, on the contrary, they are extremely noisy - this is where casual cultivators live in their houses.
In fact, monks who do not have [Kunlun] blood family registration, even if they are in [Kunlun], it is difficult to enjoy the welfare aura and various assistance of [Kunlun].
But... [Even if I become a beggar, I will never go back! Only the air in Kunlun is sweet!]
There are many side streets and alleys like this, and the casual cultivators who have traveled to [Kunlun] for countless years have become a huge collective - thus giving birth to all walks of life.
Xiao Luo Sir was walking casually on the streets of Lane 7.
In the late night snack stalls, there are two or three casual cultivators getting drunk on the street. Under the psychic street lights, the enchanting female cultivators are looking for the sponsor from time to time... And in the corner, you will occasionally see someone burning clothes and muttering something.
The brazier was burning vigorously, and the burned paper money turned into fly ash, which started to spin on the road when the wind blew.
A piece of unburned paper money was hovering in the air.
Xiao Luo SIR stretched out his palm at this time, and the scraps of paper money slowly fell... In the middle of the dark night, a dozen wandering gods were wandering around holding lanterns.
He raised his head, took a casual look, stopped paying attention, and walked to a corner.
In the corner, I saw an old woman wearing a black turban. She was holding a shoe in her hand, and she was slapping the little paper figure on the stone.
Next to him, there was a woman sitting with a ferocious look on her face, looking... and smiling.
After a while, grandma stopped what she was doing, and the ferocious-looking woman also let out a long sigh. As if she was extremely satisfied, she hurriedly stuffed grandma with a red envelope and lowered her head.
Leave quickly.
"Ask divination or beat the villain?"
Grandma raised her head at this time and looked at the young man in front of her... In fact, few young monks would come to this kind of place - they preferred to go to the club not far away.
"Can I ask for directions?" Xiao Luo SIR narrowed his eyes.
I saw the grandma saying expressionlessly: "Child, what way are you asking about? If you are asking about the dead-end road, I'm afraid you won't be able to ask."
Speaking of this, grandma glanced at the night sky as if unintentionally.
However, Xiao Luo SIR asked curiously: "So, you can ask a dead person for directions?"
"What's the matter with you?" Grandma suddenly frowned and immediately closed the stall, "I don't want to do your business anymore. You can leave! If you want to have fun, go to Lane 5!"
"I'm asking for directions. Does the old lady know where a lady named Zhao Rong lives?" Xiao Luo SIR said calmly: "It should be nearby... By the way, people who know her will call her Rong.
