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"Okay, the transcript is ready, you can go."
A young policeman closed the notebook and smiled at Zhou Ze.
Zhou Ze nodded, stood up, and prepared to leave.
At this time, the middle-aged policeman who was sitting next to the young policeman and accompanied him to take notes suddenly asked:
"Mr. Xu, is your bookstore open there, is the business going well?"
"Not very much." Zhou Ze replied honestly.
Many people have asked him this question. They asked about the business of living people, and Zhou Ze naturally answered with the business of living people.
"Then why did you continue to choose to open this store there?" asked the middle-aged policeman.
"I'm a door-to-door son-in-law. My husband's family is very rich. If there is no shortage of money, I just pass the time."
The middle-aged policeman froze for a moment, then nodded, raised his hand and said, "You can leave now, and we will notify you if there is anything else you need to consult."
"my pleasure."
Zhou Ze left the interrogation room.
The young policeman turned the pen in his hand and said, "Captain Sun, this guy is quite interesting."
Yes, it does take a lot of courage to speak out directly about the high climbers, and to admit frankly that you are just fooling around and eating soft food.
"Go and watch the interrogation in other places." The middle-aged policeman stood up and glanced at Zhou Zeli's back. He always felt that the young man sitting in front of him gave him a thorn in his back. Feel.
During the interrogation, the policeman should be a cobra, and the interrogated person in front of him is the prey. The poisonous snake wants to break through the opponent's defense in the fastest and most accurate way in order to get the truth of the matter.
But just now, he had an illusion that his cobra, in the eyes of the other party, was like an ornament in the bamboo basket of an Indian busker that would dance with the sound of the flute.
People don't seem to care about this at all.
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"Come out?" Xu Qinglang also finished the record and came out just now, "It's really unlucky, I have to go to the police station to make a record at night.
Also, that young policeman was so annoying. He asked me my gender three times. Is there something wrong with his brain? Can't he tell my gender? "
Zhou Ze glanced at Xu Qinglang,
Xindao: What do you look like yourself? Don't you have any clues in your own mind?
Zhou Ze and Xu Qinglang are both shop owners, and they witnessed the falling process, so they need to make a record, but there is basically nothing else, and the other members of the Horror Story Lovers Association are regarded as the focus by the police Object of doubt, this is also the proper meaning in the title.
"By the way, who do you think is the murderer?" Xu Qinglang asked, smoking a cigarette.
At this time, the sun is coming out, and it is already morning.
"This is not something we need to care about. The police will investigate and solve the case." Zhou Ze said very calmly.
"Hey, don't be so negative, okay?
Didn't you watch Sherlock Holmes or Detective Conan when you were a kid? "
Everyone has more or less detective dreams and detective plots in their hearts.
That kind of peeling away the layers of fog to find the truth, and finally like the magician Liu Qian, he opened his hands in an extremely exaggerated manner and shouted "the next is the moment to witness the miracle",
It can definitely hit the g-spot of many people.
"I'm not interested in people."
"We still have to play tricks." Xu Qinglang sarcastically said.
"Yes, what a ghost." Zhou Ze took out his mobile phone and started to hail a taxi. At the same time, he said, "Do you still remember what color the dead woman was wearing when she jumped off the building?"
"White."
"What happens after you fall?"
"It's red." Xu Qinglang shrugged, "It seems to be stained red with blood, alas, how pitiful."
"After landing, she was wearing a red skirt." Zhou Ze reminded, "Don't paralyze yourself with blood-stained red routines."
Xu Qinglang nodded silently, then stretched out his hand to touch the tip of his nose, and said, "You mean, is there any secret behind this incident, isn't it just an accident or murder?"
"I don't know, but I really hope it's because of this. The ghost I met before is already a very powerful character. If I can really meet a ghost that can cause accidents and people's death, it will be a great harvest. .¡±
One of these ghosts is worth dozens, right?
The performance of sending it to hell can also be equal to ten or even more, right?
"You think too complicated, don't you?"Relationship?
Letting go of Zhou Ze, Xu Qinglang took two steps back, and he suddenly felt that the person in front of him was a little strange.
"They are consuming in my store. According to industrial and commercial regulations, I am naturally obliged to ensure their safety when reading books or having tea parties in my store.
But since they have left my shop, what happens next has nothing to do with me? "
"You were not like this before." Xu Qinglang murmured.
"What we need to do now is not to lament the past, nor to lament what is right and wrong, but to find that hidden thing and send it to hell."
"Are you passionate about this?"
"This is performance. Didn't you always mock me for having no goals in life?"
"You" Xu Qinglang licked his lips, "Okay, you can check slowly, I won't serve you anymore."
Xu Qinglang waved his hand and walked out of the bookstore angrily.
Bai Yingying came out with tea at this time, a little surprised and said:
"Boss, did you quarrel with Xu Meiren?"
Zhou Ze didn't answer, but squatted down silently, continued to look at the groove, and continued to look at the drawing of the pen fairy in front of him.
"Boss, I'll go play games first." Bai Yingying put the tea beside Zhou Ze, stuck out her tongue, and ran to the next door.
She didn't notice that Zhou Ze, who was squatting on the ground looking at the drawing of Pen Fairy, was dripping with sweat on his forehead, and at the same time, one hand was firmly pinching his left chest.
damn it
Be sure to find that guy as soon as possible,
Otherwise someone will die,
damn it
Why is it so painful!
When Bai Yingying walked into the noodle shop, Xu Qinglang was sitting there smoking a cigarette. Seeing her come in, Xu Qinglang said directly:
"Is there something wrong with your boss these two days?"
"I think he has become normal." Bai Yingying sat down and turned on the computer.
"It became normal?" Xu Qinglang said "hehe" twice, "Didn't you see that someone fell to his death in front of us two yesterday, and he actually stood there and wiped his face with a tissue!"
"That man fell to his death, right? Can he be saved if he doesn't wipe his face?"
Bai Yingying entered the game with disdain, "He was an experienced doctor in his previous life, and he can tell at a glance whether he can be saved. Instead of running over and yelling that it's useless, it's better to wipe his face clean first."
"Hey, I said you actually sided with him? Are you still human!"
"Both of us are really not human."
"Hey!"
at this time,
The computer screen flickered suddenly, then went black,
Another power outage.
"Crack, clap, clap!"
Bai Yingying thumped the keyboard fiercely, "My old lady landed at 98k!"
Xu Qinglang who was sitting there smoking a cigarette immediately ran out of the shop,
look up,
look up to the sky,
at this time,
By the window on the fifth floor,
There was actually a man in white standing there.
Many policemen around are desperately calling and using walkie-talkies to call on colleagues in the building to stop it quickly, while a middle-aged police chief is yelling:
"Why did people go up to the scene of the crime? What are you doing for food?"
"Snapped!"
? A dull and familiar landing sound,
Xu Qinglang stood where he was,
Staring blankly at the man falling from the sky,
everything,
It seemed exactly the same as last night.
He subconsciously closed his eyes,
At this very moment,
Human life is like making dumplings,
one by one,
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