Invade

"Next, Qin Jing."

As soon as the words fell, several demons with small wing bones came over, pulled Qin Jing up expressionlessly, blindfolded him nimbly, and pushed him towards the outside of the collective prison.

Qin Jing knew that he was the next person to be interrogated.

When Sith put him back in the middle of the night last night, Qin Jing carefully observed everyone's sleeping posture and expressions, and after making a hard judgment, he was basically sure that he would be among the top ten with his acting skills, but he didn't think Only the third one was called by name.

Qin Jing deliberately dragged his feet and made a weak appearance, trying to prove that he was deeply affected by the illusion, but before he could fully demonstrate his proficient acting skills, those demons actually carried him like this flew up.

Qin Jing: "..."

He could only scream helplessly.

A few minutes later, Qin Jing returned to the ground again. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he was pushed down on a hard object like a chair. There were two clicks, and his wrists and ankles were locked at the same time.

This should be a high-tech product brought back from the human world.Qin Jing was thinking distractedly, when the blindfold was taken off suddenly, the dazzling white light made him let out a low cry, and instinctively lowered his head.

After Qin Jing got used to the lighting in the room a little bit, he squinted his eyes and looked around in a panic, and at the same time said blankly: "Where is this?"

The flustered expression and blank eyes vividly portray the demeanor of a person tormented by illusions without any flaws.

And through the short observation just now, Qin Jing knew that this was a small boxy room, similar to the room where he was locked up earlier, all of the same color white, even the overhead lights were dazzling white.

There was no door, no window, and Qin Jing didn't understand how those demons brought him in.

While he was thinking wildly, on the other side of the glass partition, Lake, Mi Zibai, Sith, and other people in charge of interrogating the first and second districts sat on the sofa and watched him, not missing any details .

It was Mi Zibai who was in charge of the questioning.

"Name, age." His voice was as cold as ever, as if it came from all directions in the room.Qin Jing recognized the owner of the voice in an instant, but he pretended not to know and opened his eyes, looking around in fear, "What are you guys doing?"

"Answer the question." Mi Zibai said flatly.

Qin Jing muttered for a long time before he could stammer out a few words: "My name is Qin Jing, two, 25 years old..."

When he said this, Mi Zibai was browsing through the questions to be asked next, and after hearing Qin Jing's words, he suddenly remembered his joking smile and indecent self-introduction that day.At that time, he said this: My name is Qin Jing, I am 25 years old, and I am single and unmarried.

He couldn't help but look at Qin Jing again.

Mi Zibai really couldn't connect the cunning person who couldn't read his expression with the helpless person in front of him—it wasn't schizophrenia.

"How long have you been in the border town?" He continued to ask calmly, while observing Qin Jing's expression.Mi Zibai believed that Qin Jing could recognize his voice, but he was not sure whether Qin Jing was really tormented like this by the illusion or deliberately pretended to get away with it. He could only judge through some of the most primitive performances.

Qin Jing stared blankly at the ground for a while, then slowly raised his head, looked at the white wall in front of him and murmured, "Two years... I can't remember."

"Did you come here alone?" Mi Zibai's heart sank when he asked this question. Now that they have some information about Qin Jing, if there is any discrepancy between his words and the information, the suspicion value will increase instantly. I just hope that he is smart about this kind of thing, and don't really be deluded by the illusion.

Qin Jing tilted his head, stared at the wall in a daze for a while, and suddenly did something that stunned everyone.

He choked out a sob.

Mi Zibai's fingers twitched slightly.

"I, my younger brother is seriously ill. I heard that the medical conditions in the border town are good, so I took him to the border town for treatment... But I don't have the money to enter the border town, so I can only sneak in with my brother..." As he spoke, Qin Jing Suddenly burst into tears, tears flowed down one by one, and shouted out of control, "But he still didn't survive! Why? Why... My brother..."

No one could hear the yelling from behind.While letting out a sigh of relief, Mi Zibai raised his voice slightly to remind him: "Calm down."

Sith, who was sitting in the back, looked at Qin Jing's information. When he entered the border town, he did escape with the money to enter the city. In the end, it was the manager of the men's doll shop who helped him advance the payment.

It's exactly the same.

Fortunately, Qin Jing only lost control for a moment, so there was no need to use some coercive means.Mizi Bai glanced at the buttons at hand in horror. The row of brightly colored buttons was used to control the chair. If the suspect loses control of his emotions, he will be tortured very easily. Fortunately, Qin Jing has not gone crazy to that critical point.

"What's wrong with your brother?" Mi Zibai felt that every question he had was a thunderstorm, and if he was not careful, he would be blown to pieces.

"I don't know..." Qin Jing shook his head blankly with tears in his eyes, "The doctor only said that his head was injured, and after an operation, my brother couldn't move at all... The doctor said that his life was saved , but it is very likely that he will become a vegetable in the second half of his life."

The brain nerves were damaged, and he became a vegetable... Sith looked at the information again, and it was completely consistent.

"Where were you before going to the border town?" Mi Zibai asked the last question.

Qin Jing calmed down and panicked calmly: "My brother and I have been living in the human world...but our family suffered a sudden change, we lost contact with our parents, and my brother was beaten like this by those people..."

"What happened?"

As soon as the words came out, Mi Zibai was slightly taken aback, and looked at Sith behind him, Sith still maintained the movement of sitting on the sofa, as if he had never moved—but he was indeed the one who asked the question just now.

Qin Jing's heart beat violently a few times unconsciously, and he suddenly didn't understand Sith's real thoughts.In order to take risks and give it a go, he exposed his side that was not affected by the illusion to Sith. Among the people present, only Sith knew that all his performances were fake, but even so, why did he ask him? question?

What was Sith trying to test him on?This is not a good question to answer.

Qin Jing faintly felt that Sith was hiding something from him, but he couldn't tell what it was.He could only continue to pretend to be terrified and dazed, and whispered softly: "My father didn't pay back his debts, and someone came to the door... He ran away with his mother, and his whereabouts are still unknown. Some people said that my mother died, and some said Dad died too... I don't know, I really don't know anything..."

As he spoke, his eye sockets turned red again, and with that delicate face as a backdrop, he really looked a bit pitiful.Sis wanted to ask a few more questions, but he softened his heart when he saw him like this, and waved to Mi Zibai who looked back.

Mi Zibai breathed a sigh of relief calmly, called the wing bone demons to take Qin Jing out again, and then turned to everyone: "Do you have any questions?"

"It is completely consistent with the description in the information." Sith said lightly.

"That doesn't guarantee that he won't be suspected." Lake muttered in a low voice, "Everyone who looks good is a disaster."

Sith glanced at him casually.

Lake immediately changed his words: "Of course, the boss's vision is not to be picky. If the boss says there is no suspicion, he must not be suspected."

Others expressed their opinions one by one, and there was basically no major problem.However, Mi Zibai focused on Sith. From the very beginning, he felt that something was wrong. He always felt that this Sith who suddenly appeared halfway knew Qin Jing, and was even helping Qin Jing secretly.But he couldn't figure out the weird psychology of His Highness, so he didn't dare to expose himself at all.

If Sith really wants to help Qin Jing, then he doesn't need to do anything extra, but if Sith still has other goals, Qin Jing's situation will be in dire straits.

Mi Zibai sighed softly, but he didn't expect Sith, who was leisurely drinking coffee, to cast his gaze over and looked at his back playfully.

His intuition told Sith that there was something wrong with this Mi Zibai.