Can’t Save the World by Pretending to be Dead

Chapter 24

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After receiving a call from the Public Security Bureau, Xi said nothing, took a taxi and went out, and arrived at the Sucheng Public Security Bureau in half an hour.

Nowadays, there are a lot of telecommunication scams. The scammers speak a unique dialect version of Mandarin. Although most people can tell the truth at a glance, there are still some people who will be deceived by the scammers. Because scammers can always tell all kinds of information about you accurately, even down to your ID number.

The best way to deal with this kind of fraud is to go directly to the nearest local police station and call the police!

When Lian Xi came to the Public Security Bureau, he still had a bit of luck: maybe it was a liar, and the roommate was not in an accident.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived and said Su Jiao's name, the young police officer who received him looked up at him and stood up: "Come with me, I hope you can assist in the investigation, Mr. Lian."

Lian Xi: "..."

Longevity, Su Jiao is really in the game!

When following the young policeman inside, Lian Xi thought as he walked, what illegal and criminal things could his roommate do. He thought about it... Could it be that Su Jiao was seen when he was catching a ghost one day, made him stunned, and then was reported

Not so much.

In just one minute's journey, even Xi's thoughts were full of thoughts, and he began to reflect on whether he didn't know the true face of Mount Lu, knew the face of the man but not the heart. At this moment, the young policeman pushed open a door, and with a creak, Lian Xi raised his head.

I saw a middle-aged policeman sitting in the quiet and narrow room. He smiled and looked at Lian Xi. The gentle smile and falcon-like sharp eyes gathered on this person, and it didn't seem abrupt at all.

The middle-aged policeman saw Lian Xi's entanglement at a glance, and he went straight to the point and pointed out what Su Jiao had committed: "Lian Xi, don't worry, it's not a big deal, just ask you and your friends to assist in the investigation. Come, sit." Police Nian smiled slightly: "I'm looking for you this time, just to ask... At the end of last month, why did your roommate Su Jiao suddenly move out of the house you live in and go back to school? Is there any reason?"

Lian Xi was stunned, and in just a split second, countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Is it related to Su Jiao moving back to the school

Could it be that what happened to Su Jiao has something to do with Sioux City University

The young man looked calm, pulled out the chair and sat down, with a serious tone: "Su Jiao moved out because I had a fight with him..."

In the small reception room, Lian Xi and the middle-aged policeman answered fluently.

The little policeman who led Lian Xi over quietly watched from the next room. After a while, Deputy Team Wu came, and the little policeman hurriedly called out "Captain", and Old Wu waved his hand. The vice-captain of the criminal police, who has made outstanding achievements and solved several major cases, slowly narrowed his eyes and stared at the respectful but neither humble nor arrogant young man opposite the one-sided glass.

Deputy Team Wu smiled: "This guy has something."

Little policeman: "Huh?"

Deputy Team Wu: "He's probably lying. Su Cheng had a fight with him so he moved out. I don't think it's true. But he said he didn't know Su Jiao was in a relationship. This should be true. It seems that Su Jiao was in love. I didn't move back to the school dormitory because we talked about a girlfriend. Okay, Su Jiao's question is almost the same. Let this Lian Xi take his roommate away later. "

The little policeman was surprised: "Captain, just let that Su Jiao go?"

Deputy Team Wu: "Why, you have evidence that they are suspects? You were originally called to ask questions, but you really want to lock them up? Learn to talk less and do more, understand?"

The little policeman closed his mouth and nodded obediently.

Half an hour later, Lian Xi stood in the lobby on the first floor of the Public Security Bureau and saw Su Jiao who was shriveled into a shriveled eggplant.

The dwarf roommate was really embarrassed. She was wearing pajamas, her hair was messy like a chicken coop, her eyes were a little red, and her lips were trembling.

Lian Xi glanced at him: "Isn't it worth crying?"

Su Jiao brushed his head up, extremely aggrieved: "If you were wronged, you can see how angry you are!"

Lian Xi thought about it for a while, since he was a child, he was often wronged as a lunatic. Although he was used to it, but thinking about it now...

Very angry!

The two walked out of the Public Security Bureau, and Lian Xi started to take a taxi.

Su Jiao saw that there was no one around, and began to pour out his grievances: "You said that they have wronged me for kidnapping Sun Yan, and even wronged me for killing! How could I kill, even if I did, can you find out? I'm here. After staying for a whole day, the four police officers took turns asking me questions, and my head was about to explode."

After the taxi, Lian Xi turned his head to look at his roommate, and when the other party finished complaining, he quietly said, "Go home together."

Su Jiao was stunned for a moment, and he slowly raised his head to look at Lian Xi.

The eyes of the two met in the air. After a while, Su Jiao raised the corners of his mouth, pursed his lips, and snorted: "Hmph, then go back."

In the car, Su Jiao told Lian Xi what happened this time.

"Sun Yan, this girl is a sophomore student of our school's liberal arts college. She is very nice and very popular. On the day I first moved back to school, she was very enthusiastic to help me hold a welcome party, and returned our liberal arts college to our school. Some graduate students from the media college next door called over, and everyone knew each other."

Su Jiao touched his chin: "Don't tell me, when I saw this girl for the first time, I didn't expect her to be so popular and popular. She looks average, not a goddess. , I didn't think about it too much. I didn't know that she was so liked by the seniors. It seems that several graduate students have a little interest in her. Indeed, what does she look like? She has a good personality. I also like this girl very much. ."

Lian Xi: "How did she disappear?"

Su Jiao: "I don't know!"

Even Xi: "???" You have been caught in the game, you still don't know

Su Jiao was extremely wronged: "I slept in the dormitory this morning. I slept well. Before I even opened my eyes, someone broke into the door, then rushed in and was taken away. I didn't even know Sun Yan was missing!"

Lian Xi thought for a moment: "Since this matter involves you, although it seems that the police will not pursue you now, you should ask your classmates to ask clearly."

Su Jiao: "Okay!"

The sun in the evening of September is no longer as savage as it was in midsummer.

It is only half a kilometer away from the Faculty of Arts of Sioux City University to the postgraduate dormitory building.

The School of Literature of Soochow University is a seemingly ordinary small building without special decorations or iconic buildings. It stands next to the School of Media and Communication in such a clean and simple manner, just like the pursuit of the School of Literature itself: to cultivate the text quietly, arrive at Yijah.

Facing the glorious sunset, a tall, flat-headed young man walked out of the Faculty of Arts building with a pile of books in his hands. He was just two steps away when the phone rang.

The strong flat-headed young man easily held the pile of books in his arms with one hand. When he saw the name flashing on the screen of his mobile phone, he was stunned for a moment, and then quickly connected: "Hello, Su Jiao? Ah, are you alright, today When the police suddenly came in and took you away in the morning, I was shocked, what the hell is going on?"

"Uh, Sun Yan? Don't you know, she seems to have been missing for several days. I also heard from the old Liu in the next dormitory that Sun Yan hasn't shown up for a few days, and they haven't responded on WeChat. They thought that This little girl doesn't want to pay attention to our old fritters."

"Okay, let me ask you what's going on. When are you coming back? Huh? You're not coming back tonight, oh well."

"Well, don't say it, I understand, who would want to live in the school if something like this happens. Then you can come back tomorrow to get something."

"Okay, well, see you tomorrow."

Hanging up the phone, Xie Ze sent WeChat to an undergraduate student he knew, asking him if he knew about Sun Yan. After sending the message, he held the book and quickly walked to the graduate student dormitory.

Under the dusky sunset, the strong and upright Qingdao man stood in front of the dormitory building and touched his pocket.

"Hey, where's my access card?"

Xie Ze had no choice but to put the stack of books on the high platform aside, freeing his hands to carefully look for the access card. However, just as he put the book on the high platform, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a white object in the corner of his eye.

In the chest cavity, the heart beat violently.

Xie Ze slowly raised his head and looked at the quiet little white pigeon sculpture standing in the corner beside the door of the dormitory building.

In the evening, the warm wind blew across the young man's cheeks, and all the sounds in his ears disappeared. As if possessed, he opened his mouth and stared at the half-human-high little white dove without blinking.

After a long time, a hoarse and low voice sounded in the wind.

"Can you tell me... your dreams?"

***

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the stars are densely covered.

Lian Xi went to the live broadcast and was about to go out with Lord Hei Wuchang to catch ghosts. As soon as he opened the door, he saw his short roommate grit his teeth, his eyes were serious, and his eyes were red.

Lian Xi: "..."

"Uh, is something wrong?"

Su Jiao: "I want to find out what's going on!"

Lian Xi: "?"

Su Jiao: "midnight is the time when the yin in the world is at its peak. Lianxi, help me protect the law, I want to find out if I can find out where Sun Yan is!"

Lian Xi said in surprise: "You still have this ability?"

Su Jiao's eyes narrowed: "How can I say it is a famous teacher, the true biography of the famous Qufu Kong family in China!"

Lian Xi: "..."

Lian Xi: "What Dharma do you want me to protect you?"

After half an hour.

In a remote corner of the community garden, the wind is bleak and the moonlight does not penetrate.

Lian Xi: "..."

General Manager: "Huh."

Su Jiao put his hands on his hips: "This is it. You guys watch it for me, and tell me when the security patrol arrives here. It's very mysterious to cast spells to find ghosts. Those mortals might have to call the police when they see it. I don't want to enter the game again. Son." Said with lingering fears, Su Jiao continued: "This place is full of yin and can communicate with the three bodies of heaven, earth and human beings, and there is no camera."

Lian Xi suddenly asked, "Can I only find ghosts?"

Su Jiao paused, then turned to look at him: "Yes."

The crowd remained silent.

For a long time, in the dark and silent night, the dwarf roommate's voice was a little low and depressed. The voice was extremely small, so small that it seemed to be an illusion, and it entered Lian Xi's ears.

"...Hope, I can't find it."

At three o'clock, the community garden.

In the gloomy cold wind, the shadows of the trees swayed and made a clattering sound.

The delicate young man standing in the depths of the shadow gradually narrowed his gaze. He flipped his left hand, and the white dragon jade pen appeared on it; he spun his right hand, and the small celadon cup danced in between. I saw Su Jiao let out a low voice, then started writing with one hand and lifted the yellow seal on the small cup with the other. The soft tip of the pen stretched into the small cup, stained with bright red blood, and began to write the word "congxin" in the air.

"Playing by the Hunyuan River, the diamond columns are on both sides. The souls of thousands of miles are coming, and they are in a hurry!"

"Sun Yan!"

"The return of the soul..."

"The soul is back!"

In an instant, the wind was blowing, but magically it only danced wildly in this small garden.

In the air, the word "counsel" written by Su Jiao flashed a bright red light, but it flashed many times, but every time it seemed to be shattered by something, it kept dimming.

In the end, the word "counsel" finally fell into disrepair. With a bang, it shattered completely.

Lian Xi frowned: "What's the situation?"

The word "counsel" was broken, and Su Jiao's face suddenly turned pale. He slowed down, put away his writing brush and blood cinnabar, and said, "My soul-calling spell is broken. There may be three situations. First, Sun Yan is not dead yet, but her soul is fighting against me. Second, Sun Yan is dead, but she has already been reincarnated, so I definitely can't rob people from the underworld."

Lian Xi asked, "What about the third one?"

"This third..." Before Su Jiao finished speaking, a cold snort sounded from behind the two of them.

Lian Xi turned to look.

I saw that in the dark night, Lord Hei Wuchang's stern brows were stained with a bit of a sparse night. The corner of his lips twitched, but there was no smile in his eyes. He flipped the black impermanence card with one hand, the eyelids that had been closed since Su Jiao shamelessly asked the two impermanences to help him protect the Dharma, finally lifted up slightly at this moment, and in the dark pupils, danger and violence were brewing .

The minister smiled gloomily: "Oh, it's a bit interesting... robbing me for performance?"

When the voice fell, Lord Hei Wuchang turned his head and looked at Lian Xi: "Can you bear it?"

Lian Xi: "...???"

Mr. Zong snorted lightly, turned his hand and grabbed Lian Xi's wrist.

"Catch that guy."

Skinned, deboned!

... let him spit out all his achievements!

The author has something to say:

The well-known double-standard general manager of the prefecture: Oh, robbing me for performance? ?

Little White Dove: ... ... [shivering]

Yancheng ghost difference: ? ? ? ? Listen, this is human language? ?