Help, I've become a paper man

When Duan heard this, he looked up at Song Yi and immediately asked him for help. He received the gaze and shrugged, indicating that he was powerless.

Then Song Yi said, "If you confess, you will be treated leniently. If you resist, you will be treated severely. Before the boss gets angry, I advise you to be a good person."

The man didn't sound like a good person at all, but he advised others to be good people. Duan wanted to punch him, but since he was under duress, he had to turn around and agree, saying that he would cooperate in answering their questions.

The words were too confident. Song Yi was not a good person. He said as soon as he opened his mouth: "The ID card you got was fake."

The tone was completely definitive, which made Xuanyunduo look at him. The two knew it well, and he had no evidence, so it was all just a wild guess, but Duan didn't know. Without knowing how much certainty there was in the words, and without knowing what would happen after they parted, Duan readily admitted "yes", and then said: "I'm sorry, I'm indeed not a college student looking for an opportunity to make a fortune. I was a villager who originally settled in the city, but after failing in my business and going bankrupt, I received an invitation from the village chief to return to my hometown to help and find a way to get rich together."

At this point, Duan paused and emphasized, "But I am indeed a college student, both inside and outside the dungeon."

It can be seen that the education has left a heavy obsession on this person. But it is not enough. There are many contradictions in his words. Something is wrong, which makes people feel uneasy.

Song Yi was about to speak when he suddenly thought of Yan Changyue. Those eyes appeared in his mind at an inappropriate time. The words on the tip of his tongue could not come out. He felt as if his mouth was covered and he was speechless for a moment. He winked at Xuanyunduo, trying to express his embarrassment. Xuanyunduo raised her hand and pointed at him with her index finger in the air. Not only did she not receive the distress signal, but she was also warning him not to do anything bad.

He was about to sigh, but he saw Duan's expression... There seemed to be some kind of "embarrassment" in it. At the same time, Song Yi's lips unconsciously rose, and he actually smiled at this moment.

This smile made Duan lower his head subconsciously. Two seconds later, Duan raised his head again. In the gaze between them, Duan sighed for him. Still under his sight, Duan shook his head and said resignedly, “Sorry, sorry, I just wanted to test how much you know… The first half of the sentence is serious. I’m bankrupt, but I didn’t receive an invitation. I knew there was a case here, so I wanted to take advantage of the development of the village to blackmail you.

"I discovered the secret of longevity and wanted to get a piece of it. In order to keep it a secret, the villagers agreed to let me perform the ceremony first."

After Duan finished speaking, he exhaled heavily, sat on the ground as if he had put down a heavy burden, and even drooped his shoulders. He asked Xuanyunduo to leave behind this man, and stood beside Song Yi, muttering softly: "His mental state is also..."

Although the voice was small and unclear, it was enough to bring Duan back to his senses. He looked over and said, "You are not the identity you said at the beginning."

Xuanyunduo nodded and said without any guilt: "Yes, I am a police officer, and I am here to investigate the disappearance cases near the village."

...But there was someone else who was truly guilty. Song Yi picked up a stone and instead of hitting his feet, he threw it directly at his forehead.

Now two pairs of eyes were staring at him, waiting for a different answer in the confession game. But at this moment, Song Yi knew very well that Noah's Ark was useless, and it was a fantasy for him to make it up himself. He couldn't just play freely with the 35% exploration degree.

So, he smiled and replied, "What's wrong? I am the eldest young master."

The scene was a little awkward for a moment. Duan couldn't help laughing. He pointed at him and said to Xuanyunduo: "Look, you're still talking about me. This guy doesn't tell you the truth."

Xuanyunduo was so angry that she jumped back and kicked Duan on the shoulder, but the next moment, with the sound of collision, Xuanyunduo's movement stopped. She jumped back slowly, her straightened instep still trembling a little. It was obvious that Duan had some hard skills and his defense was not low. There was someone else who suffered a loss in this situation, and today that person was Xuanyunduo.

Song Yi took two steps forward and took the initiative to pull him behind him, saying, "Be careful, he's not even afraid of bombs, and you're still kicking him. It's so painful."

His hands moved quickly as he scooped out a baseball bat from the endless firepower and handed it to Xuanyunduo.

He acted as if no one was around, without caring at all that Duan was still watching. After all, Duan had just talked to Xuanyunduo about him and had no intention of avoiding the topic.

Duan's eyes swept across the baseball bat, and seeing that it was not a hot weapon, he breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his calm and composed attitude, looking at the two of them, neither afraid nor guilty, just sitting there calmly and with some composure.

Song Yi commented: "Dude, you look a bit fat now."

That's really ugly.

Duan was instantly amused by the anger. The atmosphere that was originally developing towards unity and friendship was instantly tainted with gunpowder. However, before the "explosion", the door was pushed open again. Song Yi and Xuanyunduo dodged in time and were not knocked open by the door.

The person who came in was a masked man, also tall and thin, with a baggy priest's robe on his body. It swayed slightly as he walked, making his body look even thinner. As soon as he came in, he began to speak, claiming to be a priest. He had discovered them and had come to preside over the battle and determine who would eventually ascend the altar and gain immortality.

He spoke very quickly and concisely, finishing the speech in just half a minute. Then, the priest stopped beside Duan and put his hand on his shoulder, perfectly demonstrating his bias.

Xuanyuduo said: "They don't hide anything."

Song Yi said: "Refund the ticket."

These two people were protesting without any hesitation.

It was useless. The priest didn't care. He was not disturbed by the two's words. He lowered his head and continued to say to Duan: "You are the one I chose. I should give you the gift and help you to the end."

Duan still bowed his head as if he was worshipping a god. After adjusting his posture, he slowly bent down and was about to kneel down.

Song Yi spoke again: "I advise you not to accept this reward."

There was a moment of silence in the air, and some kind of coercive force was spreading. Duan didn't look up, and his bent body trembled slightly. Song Yi met the priest's eyes and stared at each other without words. Song Yi did not feel any suppression, but he could still feel the air around him getting colder and his breathing was slowly restricted. The moisture in the air was heavier, and his exposed skin felt distinctly wet. He was about to experience suffocation. It was only a few seconds, and things were getting worse.

Song Yi was distracted, and a picture began to emerge in his mind, but it ended with a "dong". Duan's forehead was pressed against the ground, completing the kneeling that had been interrupted just now. The man's hoarse voice spread out, and he said with difficulty: "Thank you... for your generosity..."

Duane accepted the gift.