No. 212 Green Peacock Street, Police Security Bureau.
Three o'clock in the morning.
The light from the carbonized lamp was as pale as ever. The small room, the hard bed, the gray walls, and the mahogany table were all illuminated brightly and coldly.
The two police officers opposite were wearing black uniforms, khaki shoulder straps and sleeve ornaments, and red and white checkered wide-brimmed hats on their heads.
"Hello, Officer Ellens, and Mr. Policeman."
Fan Ning picked up the vertical glass on the table and took a sip of water.
How the hell is this different from when I first traveled through time...
Not even the style of the cup has been changed...
"Mr. Carolyn Van Ning, I didn't expect to meet again so soon."
"No one wants this to happen." Fan Ning looked helpless.
"Let me confirm, it was you who called the police at the school duty booth. You two were at home. It was you who shot the person who broke in, right?" Officer Ellens held a pen in his hand and showed no expression.
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"Yes." Fan Ning nodded.
"First briefly tell what happened."
"We first slept in separate rooms. After I noticed something strange and searched to no avail, I stayed in Sheeran's room out of caution. Then this man broke in and attacked us fatally. We evaded and fought back. In the chaos, he fired his revolver
He was robbed by us, and then I shot him dead."
Fanning described it very briefly, and the literal meaning did not violate the facts at all.
"Where do you usually live?" Officer Ellens stared at Fanning.
"Apartment at 115 Lenvan Avenue, East Mecklon." Fan Ning replied.
"Then why did you choose to stay at Xilan's house tonight? What is your relationship?"
"Of course it's because you should know about the previous events. Just like what I said when we first met, as the teacher's closest student, I often stay overnight at his house. I am also very familiar with Xilan on weekdays. Tonight
It was the first night she stayed home after keeping vigil. My stay was for the purpose of protection. After all, I am also an adult male in my twenties, and I am somewhat resistant to emergencies."
"You said you noticed something strange at first. How did you notice it?"
"I can't tell, but I have some intuition that someone has infiltrated the family, although I have also doubted whether I am neurotic."
"How did he get into the room?"
"I can't tell."
"Why can't you tell? Door? Window? Wait in advance? There must be a place."
"After we searched for a while, we went back to the room and went back to sleep. When we were in a daze, we were suddenly attacked. I really can't explain how he got in."
The two police officers looked at each other.
"How did he attack you?"
"First it was a knife, and after I escaped by luck, it was a pistol."
"Did he shoot you?"
"opened."
"How many shots?"
"Five shots."
"Why do you remember it so clearly?" Officer Ellens asked.
"Because I snatched the revolver after he loaded the second round of the magazine." Fan Ning said, "He fired all the bullets in the magazine, and there should be five of them except for the anti-misfire position he reserved.
"
"Then how many times did you shoot him?"
"One shot."
"Can you use a gun? Do you have a gun yourself?"
"Very unskilled and not holding a gun. My father owned a gun a few years ago and has been exposed to it several times."
"He fired five shots and none of you were hit. You fired one shot and blew his head off?"
"I don't know what happened to him, but after snatching him, I turned the trigger and aimed at a very close distance, plus a little bit of luck."
"What did Sheeran do during this period?"
"I don't remember much. It was too confusing. She must have been a little frightened at first, but she must have been involved when we were looking for knives or pistols on the ground. Although she was young, she knew after all that if the weapon was not snatched from her hands,
, it would be life-threatening.”
…
Another talking room not far from Fanning's neighborhood.
Sheeran was wearing a women's brown trench coat that she had hastily changed into. Her hair over her shoulders was a bit messy, and her face was extremely pale.
The fingers of her hands were clasped together, placed near her lower abdomen, and her thumbs kept squeezing each other.
There were also two policemen sitting opposite.
"Calm down, I want to calm down..."
"According to what Carolyn said, I was a complete victim and did not commit any controversial behavior."
Fan Ning's last words kept repeating in her heart:
"The police may interrogate many details, but the focus is not whether my shooting behavior is illegal! The men in gray broke into our home, which is undoubtedly an intrusion! Their purpose is to see if there are any mysterious factors!"
"Just answer truthfully what you can remember, tell truthfully what you can't remember, just ignore those few factors... don't have the psychological burden to think that you are hiding something! You are scared to death, it's good if you can talk to them
!”
"I will come out later than you. When you come out, just do as I told you, and then wait for me in the lobby reception room. Don't leave the police station... By the way, let's go downstairs to pick up the knife first.
Put it back on site.”
Under the table, the little girl's smooth calves under the windbreaker were tightly pressed together, and the tips of her burgundy leather boots clicked frequently.
She kept taking deep breaths, and her heart rate slowly dropped.
"Ciran Connell, right?" the police officer on the other side said. "What's your relationship with Carolyn Van Ning?"
"He is my father's student."
"Why did you let him live with you today?"
"My father's funeral has just ended, and I'm scared at home."
"Why did Caroln sense something strange and come to your room?"
"I have no idea."
"How did that person get into the room?"
"I don't know, I fell asleep."
"How do two people fight?
"I don't know the specifics. The man shot at me, and then I was knocked down by Caron, and then they started fighting."
"Then what are you doing next?"
"Later, Caron and I tried to grab the weapon in the chaos, because I knew I would die if I didn't get it."
"What state was that man in when Caron finally shot him?"
"I don't know, it was so chaotic. I just heard gunfire and then it was over."
Amid Sheeran's confusion, the pen in the other person's hand was writing notes quickly.
The conversation here ended very quickly, and the police knew that this was just a weak and pitiful little girl.
Finally, the police told Sheeran that the investigation of Fan Ning would take time, which could be as short as dawn or as long as a few days, and they could send her back first.
Xilan said that he did not dare to go home and had nowhere to go, so he wanted to stay here and wait.
She was then placed on a soft sofa in the duty room where she could lie down, and the police also thoughtfully provided a thin blanket.
For Fanning's part, after the initial conversation, Officer Ellens gave him a nap on the hard bed.
As the police on-site detection, processing, investigation, and interrogation progressed, people came to Fan Ning to further verify the situation, so his sleep was interrupted several times.
Overall, the efficiency has greatly exceeded the average level of police and security forces in this era.
After all, there had been a death in this house just three days ago, and there were several other lives related to it.
At about 7:30 in the morning, they provided Fan Ning with tea and bread.
After resting for a while, Fan Ning recovered a lot of his exhausted inspiration after using his gift ability several times in a row.
Sheeran also went out once on the pretext of dining nearby - in fact, she was free, she just said it casually, and the police officer on duty said "oh" smoothly.
She was very familiar with this area. She spent five minutes walking to the newsstand with a public phone. She dialed the number at No. 43 Ketzton Street, East Mecklon District, according to Fan Ning's instructions, and then returned to the police station to continue.
wait.
It was more than seven hours before the police were called, at ten o'clock in the morning.
When Fan Ning's door was pushed open again, he saw two new faces, as well as a group of police waiting in the corridor outside during the brief opening and closing of the door.
One of them was also wearing a police uniform. Although Fan Ning didn't understand the police rank pattern on the shoulder straps, it was obviously more complicated and of a higher rank. Fan Ning even guessed that he had a higher rank than the chief of the police and security bureau in this neighborhood.
But this police officer was just taking a backseat.
The man sitting directly opposite him looked much younger than the police officer next to him, who had a bitter expression and looked like a leader.
"Meyers Benjamin." The man's voice had a strong nasal sound and he directly announced his name.
Fan Ning looked at Benjamin, wearing a gray trench coat, white gloves, a silver-gray soft felt hat, a broad forehead, cold eyes, and holding a dark red pipe in his hand.
Came here and finally met the people from the Special Patrol Office.
He had expected it.
"Mr. Fanning, after three questions, you can leave." Benjamin said briefly.
"Mr. Benjamin, please speak." Fan Ning looked at him.
"One, are you a knowledgeable person?"
Am I going to be so direct?
The question and answer is yes, or no? Or is the answer "I don't know what you're talking about"?
Should expression management be embarrassed, confused, or calm?
At this moment, Fan Ning was obviously caught off guard.