The power outage caused a bustle outside. Someone shouted, "Old Zhang, check the power distribution room to see if the circuit breaker has tripped." Someone arranged for police to keep an eye on the cell (confinement room), where two prostitutes who had just been caught tonight were being held. They couldn't let them get away. Several bright beams of light intersected and flashed outside. The police were not short of strong flashlights.
The two guys who interrogated me told me to sit still and not move. One of them went out to see what was going on, and the other stayed in the room to watch me. I sneered in my heart. I was just recording a confession, but now it seems that I am being treated as a murderer. I was angry, but I couldn't just sit there and watch. I took out the soul-chasing flag from my pocket, held it to my mouth and whispered a few words to Ermao. Just then, the door opened, and I threw the flag out the door.
I lowered my voice so they wouldn't hear me. Plus, there was a sudden power outage and they couldn't adapt to the darkness right away. Not to mention if I threw a small flag out, they wouldn't be able to see me even if I jumped out myself.
I know the reason for the power outage best. It is not a natural accident. I just noticed a strong yin energy sneaking into the police station compound. Ghosts are afraid of light, so there will be a power outage. This is the general rule for them to commit crimes wherever they go. I think the evil ghosts that I drove away with the Eight Diagrams Copper Coin Formation will not let it go after the egg corpse aborted. If the target is only me, that would be the best. What I am afraid of is that they will not let Shen Bing go, and will vent their anger on irrelevant people after the abortion. This is the trouble I was worried about before.
Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that other evil ghosts are causing trouble. After all, tonight is Ghost Festival and all ghosts are released. The police station is the place where most people celebrate the festival. It is normal for someone who suffered some grievances here in his or her lifetime to come and cause trouble.
"Ah" a sharp scream suddenly came from outside, which was particularly harsh in the dark night, and my heart couldn't help but jump.
"Old Zhang is dead. Hurry up and block the gate to prevent the murderer from escaping." The yard was in chaos.
I thought to myself that blocking the gate was useless, as ghosts rarely come in through the gate. Besides, those who dare to come to kill people will never kill one person and leave, and will not stop until they have had enough fun. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but stand up. The □□ who was watching over me took out a flashlight and turned it on, shining it on my face, making it hard for me to open my eyes.
"Hey, hey, sit still, don't try to slip out."
I had no choice but to sit down. Even if I hadn't committed any crime, I couldn't stand up to the police. In the police station, they were the king of hell and I was the devil.
The noisy noise outside suddenly died down, as if everyone had disappeared, without a single movement, which seemed particularly strange. I turned my head and looked outside the door, and the beams of the strong flashlights just now were all extinguished. The entire police station was pitch black and very quiet, so quiet that it made people feel uneasy.
The guy sitting opposite me was getting impatient. He stood up, walked around the table, and shone his flashlight outside. He couldn't see anyone in the yard, and he looked a little panicked. He turned to me and said, "Don't move. I'll go out and take a look."
"Wait," I called out to him, "Do you believe in ghosts?"
When this guy heard this, he shuddered all over and almost dropped the flashlight. He looked at me and said with a trembling mouth: "I know you are a sorcerer in town, but don't be feudal and superstitious in front of me. This can't scare me." He said this, but the expression on his face betrayed him. He looked so cowardly, even more cowardly than Shen Bing.