The day after Zheng Shuang took away the group of people, the three of us discussed it and decided that it would be better to release the weasels in the workshop and teach them a lesson. After all, they will starve to death if they are kept for a long time.
However, when we arrived at the workshop, it was already in a mess and the building was empty. There was a pile of feces and urine on the ground, yellow hairs all over the ground, and there was also a burning smell and a heavy smell of sawdust. I frowned, pinched my nose and walked into this smelly workshop. I knelt down and looked at the weasel hairs on the ground, and then raised my nose to smell the smell of sawdust. I thought to myself that these weasels are really capable. Help! Chong Xi looked around and then looked at me. Lin Feng also looked at me, as if he wanted me to explain.
I sighed and said: "The evil ghost broke through the ghost wall and let the weasel go." Lin Feng looked surprised and asked me with his eyes wide open: "How could it be!? Who has such a big one?" Able? Is it possible that these weasels have a backend?" After Lin Feng said his own words, he immediately showed a look of realization and said: "I know! Tell me, could it be the gang from Inner Mongolia last time? The backstage person who harmed your vixen?! At that time, those guys were too afraid to say who the backstage person was. Do you think it was him!?"
I nodded, shook my head and said, "It may or may not be the case, but in short, I'm afraid this matter has to be settled. I thought that it would be over after the Ma family disciple was dealt with, but now it seems that it's not that simple. "
Back at the metaphysics hall, Chongxi walked up and down the stairs and in front of the door, unable to sit still at all. Lin Feng looked at him with a cigarette in his mouth and said impatiently: "Can you stop spinning in circles! I'm dizzy! Can't you just sit down?" Chong Xi also said impatiently: "I don't know what to do now." It’s so annoying! We don’t even know what’s going on with those weasels, can I sit still?”
I waved my hand and said, "Don't be anxious. Since this matter is not over yet, I think we will have clues soon, so don't be impatient." Chongxi was waiting for me, which meant that I should make it clear. a little. However, I didn't give too much explanation, but waved my hand and stopped talking.
Just after two o'clock that afternoon, Zheng Shuang hurriedly arrived at the Metaphysics Hall. After entering the door, before he could speak, I said, "I'm just waiting for you. Tell me about the situation!" Zheng Shuang cast an admiring look at me, which meant that he couldn't hide anything from me. And it is indeed him that I am waiting for. To be more precise, it should be the result of his interrogation. I believe that the gang of men involved in crime, including the old and young masters, stayed in the bureau all night, and it was impossible for Zheng Shuang to gain nothing.
Zheng Shuang took out a notebook from his bag and handed it to me and said: "Brother Yan, take a look and see if what these people said is true. I always feel that there is half a lie in what the organizer said! This is what all of them said Please take a look at the transcript of his confession!"
Only then did Chong Xi realize that what I meant by "be patient" was to wait for Zheng Shuang. She patted my shoulder and then snatched the transcript from my hand.
Chong Xi snatched the transcript and read it carefully, then closed the book and said, "What those guys involved in gangs said is of no value at all, and the same goes for the confession of that old bastard. But I didn't expect that Ma family disciple In fact, it is also a lie. He is not a disciple at all. He is just using this name! According to himself, he can indeed communicate with weasels, but the main way is through dreams. It is completely impossible to confirm whether those weasels have any mouth. . It says here that the reason why that boy appears in Wu Ending is to help Weasel find a dojo here."
When Chongxi said this, I stopped. "There is no suitable place for weasels and other wild fairy species in the current Wujing area. His statement is not credible. However, it can be believed that his 'outing' identity is false. To I know that the Ma family is a sect outside the pass and will rarely go inside the pass, and if there is such a Ma family disciple, I think the Ma family sect will not indulge him like this."
Zheng Shuang then stepped forward and asked: "Brother Yan, are we going to interrogate this kid again? This time you come to interrogate it just like the last time you were taught Bagua..." I thought for a moment, I still nodded. After all, I was confused about the current situation. If this kid really wanted to hide something, another trial might yield some results.
At 3:10 in the afternoon, our car parked in front of the Wuzhong County Police Station.
Most of the police officers here are young, in their twenties, and they are the same age as us. And because of the previous incident with the Bagua Cult and the incident of Xiao Baihua beating someone up, basically everyone in the bureau from top to bottom knows us. As soon as I entered the door, I saw two little police girls walking by. When they saw the three of us, they greeted us warmly: "Hey, Brother Yan is here! What's going on today?" I smiled and shook my head and said, "It's nothing, it wasn't yesterday. We’ve arrested a bunch of people involved in gangs, and we’re just going to accompany you, Captain Zheng, to record a confession as a routine."
Having said this, we have already entered Zheng Shuang's office. Zheng Shuang sat in a chair and played a call on his landline. After explaining a few words, he put down the phone and said to me: "Brother Yan, although that guy said he didn't have any magic or anything like that, just in case we are Shouldn't we also take some measures?" I shook my head: "No need, if he really had that ability, he wouldn't have been fooled so miserably by us." Zheng Shuang also nodded, expressing understanding.
About five minutes later, the landline phone on Zheng Shuang's desk rang. Zheng Shuang picked up the phone and said, "Okay, we'll be here right away." After saying that, he got up and put down the phone, waved to us and said, "Let's go, interrogation." The room is ready, let’s go there now!”
In the interrogation room, the former faker was sitting across from us, handcuffed and with a melancholy look on his face. He seemed to have lost a lot of weight over the night and had dark circles under his eyes. At this time, I began to feel that we were going too far by treating people like this...
I looked sideways at Zheng Shuang and said, "Unlock the cuffs for him. With me here, he has no place to be arrogant." Zheng Shuang believed in me, so he opened the cuffs on his hands without hesitation. handcuffs.
I lit a cigarette for the fake Ma boy, and then said: "I read your confession. You said that you are not a Wuhu person, and the purpose of your coming to Wuhu is to find a dojo for Weasel Zi?" That boy I took a puff of cigarette and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes, what I said is true. They already asked me once yesterday..." I nodded and asked again: "There is no such thing here at all." They are the living environment of the fairy family, so I can't completely believe what you say." The boy was obviously stunned by my words, and after a while he said: "This... I don't know, it's just My teacher told me in a dream that I should look in this direction, saying that there is a fellow practitioner in this area... "
I still nodded and asked, "What's your teacher's name?" The so-called teacher he was talking about should be the leader among the weasels. I think he must be able to understand human nature and accept disciples, so he must be quite good at Taoism. The fake boy trembled when he heard me ask this question, and he hesitated for a long time but still didn't say anything.
I didn't ask much about this. You know, this is within Shanhaiguan. Although it is not controlled by the five types of wild immortals in the Northeast, there is an unwritten rule when living in this circle, that is, you must avoid the name of your teacher to show respect. If this kid studied in the Northeast, he would be an out-and-out disciple of the Ma family, but this is Guanli after all, and these so-called immortals are completely free-range chickens without so much control.
Seeing that he didn't mean to say anything, I continued to ask the next question: "I went to the workshop of that factory this morning, and the weasel I trapped there was let go. Do you know who did it? ?”
I didn't have much hope for my question, but to my surprise, he nodded firmly!