"Why do you say flustered?" I was a little flustered, and a faint feeling of chill in my heart made me tremble.
"No."
"Where is the master?"
Before I finished speaking, there was already a stir outside the door.
"Arrests!"
I know this voice, the'woman' is coming, but who is he arresting? There are only me and Zhao Dachuan in this room.
The owner of the hotel also followed in, and still said, "How can there be murderers with a small business, you must be mistaken, this little brother, I have not been out of this room last night."
Originally, when Zhao Dachuan said it, I didn't take it seriously, but when the innkeeper said this, my hair was shuddering and my hair was terrified.
"Let's go, I now suspect that you are related to a murder case. Come with me. This is an arrest warrant." The woman is holding a stamped paper in her hand. I know that there must be a misunderstanding.
"I want to see my master." I was still very calm. I knew that Zhou Qide would help me explain everything. I was wronged.
Zhao Dachuan said dumbfounded: "Master is gone, I didn't see him at dawn."
"Let's go, what's the time?" The police officer was a little impatient.
I kept staring at Zhao Dachuan, but he was as cold as a dead person. His eyes didn't move a bit. He just looked at the wall in front of him like a wood. I don't know what he was thinking and why he did it.
Came to the police station and started taking notes.
"first name."
"Zhou Xiaoxian, hey, didn't you ask yesterday?" I pretended to be surprised.
"If the police officer asks you something, please answer it carefully and be serious about your attitude!" Another policeman who was interrogating me yelled there.
"What attitude!? You second fool! Your grandma's! You are a second fool..." A familiar voice resounded in the next room. This was not at the police station two days ago. The troubled Guo family is not over yet
"Comrade! Please pay attention to your manner of speaking!" The policeman was also a little angry and patted the table again.
"It's okay, you can go out first, I can ask him alone," the female hero also said calmly.
The policeman pointed his finger at me and said, "Tell me to be honest, Officer Zhong is not something you can laugh at." After that, he went out in an unbelievable manner.
So what's the name of Zhong, the surname of the "Xia Xia"
"Name." I learned the way she asked me just now, and I learned so vividly that she looked like I was a police officer and she was a suspect.
"Huh." With a cold snort, he said: "Zhong Ling."
"My name is Duan Yu." I also sneered twice, and it was in good time.
"Stop talking nonsense, I ask you, did you kill that monk?"
"Fart!" I yelled, almost getting up from the chair, only to find that I had handcuffs on my hands and shackles on the chair.
"Comrade! Please pay attention to your attitude!" The police officer in the next room patted the table again.
"It's not that I said you'fart'! You blame me too? You are the second fool! You are the second fool!" The next room became lively again.
"Puff...Haha, haha." Zhong Ling couldn't help but laugh.
"Go on, you said that you didn't kill the monk. Then the day before yesterday afternoon, where were you and what were you doing?"
"I'm at Guo's house, taking a nap." I said, trying to quickly pass the experience of these days in my mind, and I even suspect that I am still in a dream.
"Who can prove?" The ballpoint pen in Zhong Ling's hand knocked heavily on the table, his eyes staring at me, and his tone of voice became particularly serious.
"My master Zhou Qide and senior brother Zhao Dachuan can prove it."
Hearing this, Zhong Ling shook his head and said: "No, your master has disappeared, and your senior brother refuses to testify for you."
"How do you know he refused to testify for me?"
"It's the police called by your brother."
I didn't know what to say for a while, but I was stunned.
"Also, where were you and what were you doing last night?"
"I'm at the hotel?" I walked in by myself, thinking about it carefully, if I said that I went out last night and met a ghost, why did he fall into a strange hole in the ground? Believe it
"You ask me? Or let me ask you." Zhong Ling was a little upset, his eyebrows wrinkled lightly, and he was a little cute.
"No, no, no, I went to catch ghosts with my brother yesterday."
"Huh, ghost hunting?" Zhong Ling's ballpoint pen turned around, and when he heard ghost hunting, his eyes even lit up, showing he was very interested.
I also secretly proclaimed myself amazed, this woman is so courageous.
"I am a Taoist priest, is there anything wrong with hunting ghosts?" I blurted out without thinking.
"Just you and Master."
"No, there is also my senior brother, Zhao Dachuan."
"Your brother? No way, the innkeeper can prove that your brother did not leave the inn last night."
"Innkeeper? Where is the guest in the room."
"Guests in the same room? According to the hotel registration record last night, there are three of you in the room."
"Conspiracy, this is definitely someone framed me." I can no longer calm down, I know this is a trap, someone framed me.
"Everyone here says so." Zhong Ling said jokingly, and put down the ballpoint pen in his hand.
So I told how I went out to catch ghosts with Master yesterday, how to talk to Master, how to see strange water mist in the cornfield, how to fall into the hole in the ground, all in detail, one to five to ten.
Zhong Ling listened very seriously, but he didn't seem to think it was believable.
"I can take you to find a hole in the ground, the hole I fell in last night." I said categorically.
In fact, the monk’s case has been settled, saying that it was eaten by leopards in the mountains, so if my brother called the police, there would be no such incident. The reason for calling the police was only to see me going out at night and appearing in the monk’s area. It's just in the cornfield.
The autopsy report of the forensic doctor on the monk was a laceration. It is very likely that the monk was drunk that day, met leopards and jackals in the mountains, staggered and fell into the cornfield and died.
Don't talk about me, even these policemen don't believe that I killed the monk. Even with the sharpest knife, it is almost impossible to cut three wounds at the same time. Such neat scars can only be leopards and the like. The beast, with sharp claws, caught it all at once.
Zhong Ling thought for a while, but agreed. After all, she also wanted to finish the process quickly. I could see that she didn't believe that I killed the monk either.
"Officer Zhong, do you think I killed the monk?"
"Why do you have that ability? You look weak and windy. When the wind blows, you fall down. Can you kill?"
"Yes, I think so too."
Talking along the way, driving the old-fashioned iron donkey, the kind of three-wheeled motorcycle with a crash, this girl can't drive, several times, almost overturned when cornering, and I flew out many times, and almost didn't fall to death.
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