Xiang Wan stiffened her neck and looked at him like a ghost, "What are you doing?"
Bai Muchuan answered concisely, "Investigate the case!"
Why did you go to her house to investigate the case? Xiang Wan was full of doubts.
…
The heavy rain turned to light rain, pattering.
Sure enough, Bai Muchuan's car drove into the street Xiang Wan was familiar with.
He didn't drive the car into the alley, but parked on the inside of the bus platform.
Xiang Wan really wanted to remind him that he would be fined if he did this, but seeing his serious face, he thought about it and didn't want to fine him, so he endured it.
She pushed open the car door and walked a few steps with the computer in her arms. The rain choked her nose and sneezed.
A door slams behind. Then, an umbrella handle stretched out.
Xiang Wan turned around, looked at Bai Muchuan's expressionless face, hesitated, and took the umbrella, "What about you?"
Bai Muchuan strode ahead, "I don't need it."
The rain is not heavy.
His tall and straight body walked in front, stretched by the street lights, and Xiang Wan stared blankly for a while before following.
…
The long and narrow alley was in front of him, and the light was dimmer than when Xiang Wan ran out from here.
The wind blows from nowhere, it's cool and chilly to the bone.
Xiang Wan felt a coldness behind him, and looked back nervously.
The dark and long alley, and no one else—
She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and quietly moved closer to Bai Muchuan.
Some, some, some more...
Sensing her subconscious actions, Bai Muchuan squinted at her, but didn't say anything.
In the quiet atmosphere, there was a trace of treachery.
The two stepped on the wet ground, neither of them spoke, but the sound of footsteps seemed to be some kind of musical note, each time it hit the heart.
Heavy... horror!
This bloody place! When she turned around, she looked for a house to move out.
Xiang Wan kept moving towards Bai Muchuan, but he stopped suddenly, causing her to run into him with an umbrella.
"Ah!" Xiang Wan's heart was beating happily, "I'm sorry."
"Where is it?" Bai Muchuan asked suddenly.
Obviously, he and her thoughts were not on the same channel at all, and he had no idea that the dramatists in Xiang Wan's mind had written and acted in several series of their own.
"What?" Xiang Wan was asked inexplicably.
Bai Muchuan stopped, looked at the wet road, and slowly raised his head to look at the dense residential buildings on both sides, "The place where the flower pots landed."
Startled, Xiang Wan stared at him strangely, "How do you know?"
Bai Muchuan didn't explain, and repeated in a cool voice, "Where did the flower pot fall?"
Meeting such a policeman gave Xiang Wan a headache.
No matter what he asked, she had to answer truthfully, and she couldn't hide anything.
However, as long as he didn't want to answer the question, he could ignore her.
This was an unequal relationship, and Xiang Wan could not fight for equal rights.
After all, Bai Muchuan has the right to investigate everything about her, obtain her privacy, her whereabouts, and even monitor her phone calls—
Xiang Wan took an umbrella and walked around the area a few times, and found that the mud stains on the ground had been cleaned up, and no traces could be seen after the rain washed away. She could only rely on the reference objects in the residential area to determine the approximate location, and then stood there, pointing to the fourth floor.
"It's right here. I looked up and saw a figure on the windowsill on the fourth floor!"
"who?"
"I didn't see it clearly, and... I'm not sure, and I don't have any evidence to prove it."
She has a psychological barrier to his style of needing evidence for everything, "What happened in the past two days is so bizarre that I sometimes start to doubt life. I even doubt myself, have I seen it..."
Bai Muchuan gave her a deep look and motioned for her to back away.
… Complaints ignored
Xiang Wan made a small snort of displeasure, and backed away silently.
Bai Muchuan stood where she was just now, looking at the window on the fourth floor, his eyes narrowed.
Under such light, his stern profile was more clearly defined, and his eyes were like an abyss, thick and bottomless.
Xiang Wan didn't know what he was thinking.
After about half a minute, he returned to normal and turned his head.
"Are you going back?"
"..."
The conversation was moving too fast, and she couldn't keep up with the rhythm.
"Don't you need to go back?" He asked again, looking her up and down, coldly, "Like changing clothes?"
What Xiangwan is wearing today is the "blind date suit" that Fang Yuanyuan prepared for her. It is said that in order to reflect her voluptuous curves and exquisite figure, she squeezed out a bit of beauty from the airport. The clothes Fang Yuanyuan chose are a bit flimsy. Still short sleeves.
It doesn't feel cold in the steaming hot pot restaurant.
But in the drizzle in this windy alley, it is really cool and cool.
Did he hear her sneezing just now
wrong! How could Officer Bai be so kind
Xiang Wan was frightened by her own thoughts and shivered, "Okay... Thank you."
Facing her slowness, Bai Muchuan only had a look of disdain, then raised his wrist to check the time, "I'll give you half an hour, is it enough?"
Won't he go up? Xiang Wan glanced at the long and deep alley and remained silent.
Bai Muchuan walked ahead again, "Speed!"
Suddenly, a firework exploded in Xiang Wan's heart, and he followed, "... Thank you, Officer Bai!"
…
Going home this time, Xiang Wan wasn't nervous anymore.
With the police by my side, it's like asking a fairy to protect her body, and "those things" can't get close.
When she went into the house to get her things, Bai Muchuan waited at the door of her house and didn't go in.
He lit a cigarette, smoked half of it, and walked back and forth several times, but he didn't see Xiang Wan coming out, so he knocked on the door with a dark face, "Hurry up!"
Xiang Wan was just behind the door, opened the door slowly, looked up at him innocently, "Are you asking me to come back and change, are you preparing...to formally detain me?"
This was the only reasonable explanation she gave for Bai Muchuan's behavior tonight after thinking about it.
The corners of Bai Muchuan's tightly pursed lips twitched slightly.
Then, with a sullen face, he said impatiently, "Go to the Criminal University! Your suspicion has not been cleared."
Penalty? Is she going to be interrogated again
Carrying a computer bag in one hand and an umbrella in the other, Xiang Wan followed behind Bai Muchuan's tall body with an indescribably tragic expression—
In this bizarre case, she is no longer the author who controls all living beings in the book, can no longer control the plot of the story and the emotions of the characters, and can only helplessly be involved in an uncontrollable mess, waiting for the judgment of fate.
…
In the end, she guessed wrong.
Bai Muchuan brought her to the Criminal University, but did not interrogate her, let alone send her to the detention center.
In the office of the 720 task force, he pointed her to a chair and a table, and even asked her to sit down and write a novel.
That's right! It was her book Murder of Gods—
"You haven't updated it today," he said, "write it."
hell? Xiang Wan didn't know what was going on, with a bold question mark on his face.
"... My ears are fine, Officer Bai?"
Bai Muchuan pulled a chair and sat beside her, serious, "I'll tell, you write!"
…
Why Xiang Wan was targeted by the 720 task force is really not wronged.
The case in her book is so similar to the 720 case, even the heroine of "Murder God" is an Internet author—it can be said that the setting similarity has reached 80%, making people doubt her. !
It's just that, after the death of the big local tycoon who rivaled Zhao Jiahang in the book, just like the reality, the police haven't closed the case yet—
Yes, her update yesterday didn't get to the point of the case.
Today, Xiang Wan went to eat hot pot, and haven't written an update yet—
She's not used to continuous updates, but—is it appropriate to write a book in the Criminal Investigation Brigade
Xiang Wan was stroking his hair with burning doubts, "Officer Bai, are you my fan?"
Bai Muchuan frowned, "I'm not interested in obscene literature."
Obscene literature? Xiang Wan coughed lightly, "Then why did you rush to the author for the update?"
Bai Muchuan's face was cold, "So far, you are still the biggest suspect. Therefore, you are the one who urgently needs to be cleared. Do you want to cooperate with the police?"
"… want."
Gritting her teeth, Xiang Wan stopped arguing, "How do you want me to write it?"
Bai Muchuan spoke word by word very slowly, "Just write: Since the case that happened is very similar to the plot of the novel, a police officer approached the heroine to understand the situation—"
"Ah!?" Is it to be completely in line with reality
"The police have grasped the key clues of the case and extracted the suspect's fingerprints from the accident car."
"..."
"The criminal suspect tried to create the accidental death of the heroine, and wrote about the coincidence in the alley, the flower pot falling, the sea and the sky following, and the accidents in the downtown area!"
"?"
"Also, the police have locked down the escaped vehicle... It's not far from the truth."
"..."
Who wrote the book
In her setting, she is still far from the truth.
How can the truth be revealed without all kinds of twists and turns
What's more, he was the one who was not allowed to reveal the details of the investigation of the case before.
Now it is he who makes her use the novel to deliberately pass on the details.
Xiang Wan narrowed his eyes, "Officer Bai, I don't understand?"
Bai Muchuan looked at her and stood up slowly, "I'll give you two hours! I'll be over later."
Wrote so many updates in two hours? Did he think she was a tentacle monster
Xiang Wan made an "angry" expression at his back.
Unexpectedly, Bai Muchuan suddenly turned around, "By the way, remember to write the police officer as wise and powerful!"
Xiang Wan petrified, "...?"
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What are you doing? Did nothing.
No, keep going... write!