Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 3072 Suspicion, suspicion

"How many times do I have to say it, it's really not me!"

In the interrogation room, Tang Song was haggard... Several specially made lights that could emit an anxious yellow light illuminated him at this moment.

"I'm hungry, it's been so long." Ma SIR2.0 said expressionlessly.

Tang Song couldn't help being startled subconsciously.

At this moment, Ma SIR2.0 suddenly took out a plate from under the table... Tang Song couldn't help frowning for the empty plate, but then, Ma SIR2.0 took out a dozen more porcelain spoons.

This made Tang Song puzzled: "...My lord, what are you going to do?"

Ma SIR2.0 looked kindly and kindly in front of Tang Song, smashing the porcelain spoons one by one... smashing more than one, even crushing the pieces of the spoon little by little.

The sound made when the spoon shards are being ground makes one's scalp tingle.

"Please eat some special food."

Tang Song couldn't help snorting, this thing... When he committed a crime in Gu Qiancha's training camp, the punishment methods of any instructors did not know how many times higher.

But seeing Ma SIR2.0 chuckled at this time, suddenly sprinkled a handful of chili powder on the plate that was not sufficiently ground and full of sharp debris from the spoon...

Tang Song was a little restless at this time.

……

Next to the interrogation room, Xiao Luo SIR couldn't help but blinked... It seemed like he had learned something.

"This guy, after all these years, is still the same, and he can scare people."

Little Luo SIR turned around at this time, only to see Ye Yan had walked into the observation room at some point... He also had a bag in his hand, which contained some instant food, "It's been a hard day, eat something Bar."

It is perfectly fine for a monk not to eat for ten days and a half months... Eating is probably a spiritual comfort.

"It's a bit gangster." Little Luo SIR smiled at this moment.

Ye Yan casually smiled and said: "This guy was originally a street guy. I remember when I first met him, this guy dared to come to my dojo to collect protection fees by himself with a water pipe. What did he say about himself? It is [Shuanglong of Baiyun Mountain], and the protection fee in this area will be his in the future."

"Protection fee?" Little Luo SIR couldn't help blinking, and asked curiously, "Did Uncle Ma receive it?"

"How is that possible." Ye Yan said with a light smile, "Being beaten up by me, I don't think it will be healed in a month... I thought I would meet him once in this life, but I didn't expect that I would participate in it soon. I met this guy again in the Huoyun Academy's recruitment exam, and then I have a relationship that lasted for more than ten or twenty years."

...Oh, so the reason why Ma SIR2.0 was not able to leave with the boss was because of this.

Little Luo SIR couldn't help smiling knowingly.

Ye Yan suddenly looked at him... Little Luo SIR asked in confusion, "What's wrong."

Ye Yan shrugged and said casually, "It's nothing, but it's rare to see you smiling like a silly child."

Xiao Luo SIR touched his face subconsciously, "It's very rare."

"It should be almost none?" Ye Yan shook his head, "Although I don't know why you are like this... I still say that young people should have the publicity and vigor of young people. If you are really my apprentice, I will I don't mind if you are more lively."

Little Luo SIR was about to say something.

But at this moment in the interrogation room, Tang Song's horrified voice suddenly came, "I recruited...I recruited, it was me! It was the letter I sent...it was me!"

In the monitoring room, Ye Yan and Xiao Luo SIR looked in at the same time.

I saw that Ma SIR2.0 opened Tang Song's mouth abruptly at this time, and was about to pour a plate of special delicacies into it-and Tang Song confessed at this time.

"Oh?" Ye Yan couldn't help showing a hint of doubt when he heard the words.

Because he has already asked the team members about their attendance at Yu Shiyao's villa today... He agrees with Xiao Luo's SIR's speculation, and he does not think that Tang Song is the prisoner who delivered the letter.

"He's not lying." Little Luo SIR said suddenly at this moment.

"Um……"

……

"Say! Why did you send a threatening letter to Yu Shiyao!"

Ma SIR2.0 slapped the table hard at this time, and then glanced at the glass of the interrogation room intentionally or unintentionally... He raised his chin, as if to show his victory.

At this time, Tang Song glanced at the plate full of [food] on the table, swallowed subconsciously, and then hesitated: "I... I don't know why, I really don't know why!"

"You're kidding me, aren't you?!" Ma SIR2.0 stared instantly.

Tang Song shrank his neck at this time, and under the illumination of the special light, he was extremely timid, "My lord, it's true! I don't know why... My body seems to be out of control... This is simply, It's like having a nightmare! My body... seems to be living in another person..."

"You fucking!" Ma SIR2.0 suddenly slammed the table and stood up.

"Let him continue." At this moment, Ye Yan's voice sounded in the interrogation room, "Just tell me what's wrong with your body."

Tang Song's face was pale at this time, and he grabbed his hair in a little pain, and his spirit was extremely weak, "Sound... It seems that there is a sound ringing in my ears all the time! I don't know what's wrong with me... ...My lord, you have to trust me!"

Tang Song seemed to be talking nonsense at this time, and started to say some messy things—but slowly, the story of the incident was pieced together by several people.

——One day, Tang Song [took] from Yu Shiyao's room as usual [take] away the clothes that he regarded as a treasure, and then took advantage of the time after work to go to the room to [enjoy] a good hair ...But for some reason, he suddenly fell asleep.

——After Tang Song woke up, there was a lot of noise in the villa, because the first threatening letter appeared... Tang Songlin hurriedly patrolled the villa with everyone, but in the end it was fruitless.

——He went back to his room again, but at this moment, on the drawer, he found an opened bottle of red paint, a used pen and letter paper.

——What makes Tang Song's scalp tingle the most is that there are traces of paint left on the used letter paper... It is obviously the trace of the paint from the first letter paper, and the content of the trace is the content of the threatening letter !

——This made Tang Song turn pale with shock, but one after another, every time he woke up, he would find these tools for committing crimes. No matter how he destroyed them, he would always find them when he woke up...

"...That's the way it is." Tang Song was trembling at this moment, "I don't know why I fell asleep every time... I've obviously tried my best, and I can't even take drugs. And not only that, my collection I don’t know why I ran out and scattered in the room. Especially today, my storage bag is actually missing. I went out to look for it... Unexpectedly, as soon as I found it, Mei Xing appeared! I have been in poor spirits for the past few days. At that time, I didn’t know why, as if my body was out of control... I, I really don’t know what happened to me! My lord, you say... You said that this is not to say that the mind is split Disease? I am actually a kind person, but there is a guy full of evil thoughts living in my body! Maybe this has something to do with my childhood?"

"I think you are really hungry!" Ma SIR2.0 directly picked up the plate, "I have no grudges against you, why do you think I'm a fool?"

"My lord, what I said is true! It's absolutely true!" Tang Song was shocked, "I know, this thing is really unimaginable, and no one will believe it when I tell it, so I didn't plan to say it at the beginning..."

"Master Ma, wait a moment." Xiao Luo's voice sounded suddenly.

Ma SIR2.0 blinked, but stopped.

Xiao Luo SIR pressed the communication button at this time, thought for a while and asked: "Tang Song, do you still remember what those voices that often appear in your ears said?"

I saw Tang Song scratching his head at this moment, and subconsciously said: "Very vague voice...indistinct, but...but I can remember a little bit."

Xiao Luo SIR said: "You said that your physical strength seems to be a person, so this voice, does it sound like your own voice?"

"I... I don't know, it seems to be a very hoarse voice..." Tang Song shook his head subconsciously, "I can't tell the difference..."

"Then can you write it down." This time it was Ye Yan who spoke again, "Write down what you [hear] and can remember."

"I...I'll try."

"Old Ma, prepare pen and ink for him."

……

I saw Ma SIR2.0 in the monitoring room eating rice balls with big mouthfuls, raising his chin as if to say: Look, I am the detective!
Ye Yan and Xiao Luo SIR didn't pay attention at all, they just watched Tang Song in the interrogation room without saying a word.

At this moment, Tang Song was holding a pen, scratching his head from time to time, and writing something intermittently on the paper... Not long after, Tang Song was already sweating profusely, as if he had exhausted his energy a lot.

"It's not this sentence...not this sentence...what is it, what is it..."

Suddenly, Tang Song went crazy and tore up what he had written. Immediately, his face was full of pain, and he sat down again.

He bit his fingers involuntarily, and his spirit became worse and worse...Suddenly, Tang Song hit his head hard on the table in pain, and passed out immediately.

Several people hurried into the interrogation room to check, and found that Tang Song was really unconscious.

As for Ye Yan, his frown was getting deeper and deeper at this time. Suddenly, he made a phone call, "Ah Chen, go to the technical department to see if there is any conjurer on duty... I need a conjurer, check A little annoying."

"Do you suspect that Tang Song was cursed?" Ma SIR2.0 couldn't help but startled, "But why do I think he's just a superb actor?"

Ye Yan didn't speak.

At the same time, Xiao Luo SIR picked up a ball of paper from the ground, slowly rubbed it open...and found that the content written on it was a part of the threatening letter.

Ye Yan took a closer look at this moment, frowned and said, "This handwriting..."

"Well, it's the same as in the threatening letter." Xiao Luo SIR said in a deep voice at this time, and then he picked up some discarded paper balls on the ground, opened them all... and began to study.

After a while, a curse master on duty rushed over.

"Check him and see if there are any traces of spells on his body." Ye Yan ordered directly: "Especially the type of spells with control attributes."

"Ok."

Wait... The interrogation room is unusually quiet at this moment, only the sound of the horse SIR2.0 eating potato chips.

"I've checked, Master Ye." The conjurer said seriously at this time: "According to my investigation, there is no trace of any spells on this person... but the state of this person's mind and soul is quite bad. If you cast a curse, the success rate will be very high. Master Ye, maybe I can help you cast a [Soul Search] curse on him..."

Ye Yan said expressionlessly: "[Search Soul] needs the approval of the trial court...you help me? Why are you helping me?"

The conjurer's eyes suddenly became confused, and he quickly lowered his head and said, "Master Ye, is there anything else, if not...it seems that the serious case is also calling."

"It's okay, you can go." Ye Yan waved his hand.

"Subordinates retire."

……

"What should I do?" After the conjurer left, Ma SIR2.0 looked at the unconscious Tang Song, scratched his head and said, "Everyone is like this, so there's no way to judge them?"

Ye Yan thought for a while and said, "Lock it up first, there are a lot of things going on these few days, and you haven't had a break... Go back and have a rest first, and we'll talk about it when you go to work tomorrow."

As he said that, Ye Yan glanced at Xiao Luo SIR who was spreading the manuscript paper written by Tang Song all over the table and studying, "You should get off work too. Seriousness is a good thing, but pay attention to the balance between work and rest."

"Drink two glasses?" Ma SIR2.0 stretched his waist at this time and said, "Is there a better restaurant? Xiao Luo will come too?"

"I can't." Little Luo SIR shook his head and said, "I want to go back and rest early."

……

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[Kunlun]...Baihu District, Baihu Street Thirteenth Street, Seventh Lane.

The streets and alleys at night did not appear to be very quiet, on the contrary they were unusually noisy - this is where casual cultivators live in their houses.

In fact, monks without [Kunlun] blood relationship household registration, even if they are in [Kunlun], it is difficult to enjoy [Kunlun]'s welfare aura and various assistance.

But... [Even if you are a beggar, you can't go back to death!Only the air in Kunlun is sweet! 】

There are many side streets and alleys like this, and the casual cultivators who have come to [Kunlun] for countless years have become a huge group-thus giving birth to all walks of life.

Little Luo SIR was walking casually on the streets of Seventh Lane.

In the supper stalls, casual cultivators in twos and threes were getting drunk on the street, and under the psychic streetlights, enchanting female cultivators were looking for patrons from time to time... and in the corner, occasionally someone was seen burning clothes and muttering something.

The brazier was burning vigorously, and the burnt paper money was turned into fly ash, and the wind blew and swirled on the road.

A scrap of unburned paper money hovered in mid-air.

At this time, Xiaoluo stretched out his palm, and the scraps of paper money slowly fell into... In the middle of the dark night, more than a dozen wandering gods were wandering with lanterns in their hands.

He raised his head, took a casual look, and stopped paying attention, but walked to a corner.

In the corner, I saw a grandma wearing a black turban, holding a shoe in her hand, and slapping the small paper figurine on the stone in disbelief.

Next to it, there was another woman sitting with hideous eyes, watching... laughing.

After a while, grandma stopped what she was doing, and the ferocious woman also let out a long breath, as if she had been greatly satisfied, she hurriedly stuffed grandma with a full red envelope, then lowered her head walk away.

"Ask divination or beat villains?"

Grandma raised her head at this time and looked at the young man in front of her... In fact, very few young monks would come to this kind of place - they prefer to go to the clubhouse not far away.

"Is it okay to ask for directions?" Little Luo SIR narrowed his eyes.

Grandma said expressionlessly, "Son, what way are you asking? If you're asking about the way to the dead, I'm afraid you won't be able to ask."

Saying this, Grandma stared at the night sky seemingly unintentionally.

Little Luo SIR asked curiously, "So, you can ask the dead for directions?"

"What's the matter with you?" Grandma frowned immediately, and immediately closed the stall, "I won't do your business anymore, you can go! Have fun in front of the Fifth Lane!"

"I'm asking for directions. Does the old lady know where a lady named Zhao Rong lives?" Little Luo SIR said calmly, "It should be near here... By the way, people who know her will call her Rong." Granny."

"I have no idea!"

(End of this chapter)