Buddhist son [Quick Transmigration]

"How's the trial going?"

He Ting, who was wearing a police uniform, walked behind Lao Liu, and glanced at the densely written record page in his hand.

"almost."

Lao Liu glanced warily at the strong man in the simple fence, stood up, took a few steps outside, turned his back to the people inside, and reported to He Long in a low voice: "Captain, I have to say, although this man It looks very suspicious, but he is probably just a thug, and there must be someone behind him."

"As for why..." Old Liu, who is an elite criminal policeman, bent his finger and pointed to his temple.

"Because he doesn't work well here."

He Taki was confused.

Although the other party attacked the police, but because it doesn't make you slander other people's IQ, right?

"Where do you want to go?!"

Old Liu could tell at a glance that his captain was thinking, and gave him an annoyed look.

"Speak the truth!"

"I can get him in by just asking any questions, but he has a bad temper. He is just fat and brainless! His IQ may not be as good as my niece who just started kindergarten!"

When Lao Liu complained, it was merciless.

"Besides, you also know the situation at the scene. The knot of the strangled person is not the kind that ordinary people would tie."

Most normal people can tie a slipknot, dead knot, bowknot, and at most a magic knot, and perform it for their relatives and friends, which is considered very powerful.

But the knot at the scene, many people may not even have heard of the name.

He Taki nodded: "I know, Paloma Knot, I often use it for fishing."

"Okay, okay, don't talk! Besides you, which young man would like to sit still and fish every day?"

Old Liu, who didn't want to hear it, waved his hands wildly.

Who would have thought that their captain, a man in his 20s, would have a hobby that a man in his 50s or [-]s would like?

"Why can't fishing be a hobby for young people?"

Seeing the disgust in Old Liu's eyes, He Long was very dissatisfied.

"Don't digress!" Lao Liu didn't want to talk about this topic with He Long at all, ignored his complaints, and continued, "What I mean is, he is just a person who was selected to do dirty work, and the one behind him needs our attention even more."

"He really said...it's Professor Meng?"

He Long's eyes were deep.

Old Liu hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked back to his original position, knocked on the table: "Ask you again, who ordered you?"

The strong man frowned: "Didn't I tell you just now? I don't know, but others call him 'Professor Meng'."

He Taki looked sharp, and asked, "Are you sure it's Professor Meng? Isn't it some other professor?"

"Then who knows? Anyway, it sounded like they were calling Professor Meng! Get out! Don't ask me any more!" The strong man turned his face away, refusing to answer their questions.

He Taki narrowed his eyes.

sure!

This man is very courageous!

It seems that if he doesn't come, he really can't do it!

"You give way."

He Long pushed Lao Liu away, and sat down on the only chair in this room.

Of course, Lao Liu believed in the ability of his captain, and stood aside readily, looking forward to the next scene with great interest.

He Taki looked down at the name on the record.

"Huang Zhihua, next, I will interrogate you."

These cops are really jabbering!

"Fuck!" Huang Zhihua turned around impatiently, "You don't understand human speech? I even said no..."

Halfway through the harsh words, they stopped abruptly.

"keep going."

He Long didn't move, his face was half a smile, and he didn't get angry when he was scolded.

"..." Huang Zhihua, who didn't dare to move, said in his heart, then you should move the gun away first!

Hateful Chinese police!

It is better to be a foreign country. In China, it is too difficult for ordinary people to get guns!

He suppressed the suspect with little effort, and He Taki, who had expected this result long ago, calmly slapped the gun on the table and asked, "Name."

Didn't you just call him by his name? !

Also asked him what to do? !

But He Taki glanced at the gun on the table. Under the silent threat, Huang Zhihua could only speak aggrievedly, repeating again like a repeater.

"...Huang Zhihua."

"gender."

Gan!This policeman is definitely out of his mind, right? !

Huang Zhihua held his breath and replied: "...Men! You can't see it!"

He Taki snorted softly, imitating Meng Miao's tone, and said sarcastic remarks that made his stomach hurt: "Really? That's not necessarily the case. Now there are men who are more beautiful than women, so naturally there are men who are more beautiful than men. For a strong woman, it's already a shame for you not to let you take off your clothes on the spot for verification."

"What? Do you want to try the verification process of our criminal police team? If you want, I can help you hire a doctor right now."

He Taki's eyes were eager to try.

Even Huang Zhihua, who was very nervous, felt a chill down his spine, so he wisely shut up and refused to answer this topic.

He Taki shrugged in disappointment, and continued to ask, "Occupation."

"..." Huang Zhihua said bitterly, "Professional killer."

"just you?"

He Taki raised his eyes, this suspicious look did not hurt much, but it was extremely insulting.

Huang Zhihua took a deep breath.

Hold back!

Hold back!

This sick cop has a gun in his hand!

"Who sent you here?"

Huang Zhihua subconsciously said, "Professor..."

"It's not Professor Meng?" He Taki said coolly.

"You...!" Huang Zhihua suddenly met his gaze, and was awed by the brilliance in those eyes.

"Since it was a person named 'Professor' who instructed you? Why did you tell us that it was a person named 'Professor Meng' who instructed you? Huh?" He Long raised the volume of the last voice, making Huang Zhihua startled .

Lao Liu curled his lips aside.

He just said that this person's brain is not good, you see, if you just guide him, you will be exposed.

If only all the prisoners were so easy to deceive, then their criminal police team's undercover work would definitely be a hundred times easier than it is now.

"gone!"

He Taki stood up, waved his hand in front of Lao Liu, and called him back to his senses.

"The trial is over?"

Old Liu followed him out of the room.

Bathed in the sunshine outside, He Taki stopped and sighed suddenly.

"Ugh!"

"It was really wise for me to let Meng Miao recite so many leaders' information!"

It can be called one of the most correct choices in his life!

Old Liu was confused: "What's wrong?"

He Taki turned around with a vague smile.

"Do you know why Huang Zhihua told us that Professor Meng ordered it?"

"Why?" This old Liu really didn't know.

He Taki looked hopeless and breathless.

"Because Wu Dan called Meng Miao when he entered the door, and then Meng Miao shot him? So, he wanted revenge."

Old Liu: "..."

"That's it?"

The reason was too simple, Lao Liu didn't know what expression to put on for a while, and his face was blank.

When he heard the word "Professor Meng" from Huang Zhihua's mouth before, he almost choked, to put it bluntly.

Of course he thought the other party was referring to Chen Mo.

Lao Liu's mind was spinning wildly, and he almost made up a million-word conspiracy.

Fortunately, it turned out to be just an oolong?

The other party just wanted revenge on Meng Miao who shot him? !

The current ones are all killers with brains!

Lao Liu felt as if he had eaten a basket of bitter gourds, he was in a state of unspeakable suffering.

This is so uncomfortable!

"That's it!"

He Ting patted Lao Liu's shoulder very understandingly, and said with a sad face: "Don't tell Wu Dan and Meng Miao about this, I'm afraid they will fight."

"……OK."

Old Liu, who couldn't accept it for the time being, drifted away slowly.

He needs time to slow down.

After the interrogation ended, He Ting, who was standing by the wall, scratched his hair, struggled for a while, and finally chose to return to the upstairs ward.

***

In the ward.

"Oh? So you are an author? Have you ever published it? That's amazing." Chen Mo looked at Lai Yan curiously.

"Hey, it's nothing, nothing."

After knowing Chen Mo's identity, Lai Yan only felt a lot of pressure.

How can he compare with you, big brother? !

"I really can't see it! You, a young master, still have such a small and fresh dream?!" Meng Miao circled around the young master, amazed.

A young master who wants to write a masterpiece that shocks the world and win the Nobel Prize for Literature.

It's really a clear stream in the rich second generation.

"By the way! What kind of novel do you write for such a well-fed young master? Is it the kind that writes about wealthy families?" Meng Miao asked, blinking her eyes.

Lai Yan was a little confused and didn't quite understand: "What rich family?"

Meng Miao gestured to him and said, "That's the kind...the protagonist wakes up every morning from a big bed of more than 5 square meters, and there are more than 200 cleaning girls at home. Isn't this the daily life of your rich second generation?" ?”

Lai Yan: "..."

A big bed of more than 5 square meters?

More than 200 cleaning girls?

No, so in your eyes, is this how rich people live?

Lai Yan's head was full of black lines: "I'm sorry, our family is all normal people, and the situation you mentioned didn't happen. Maybe you should go to the mental hospital and look for it. Maybe you can find it."

That's mental illness.

Chen Shi took out two disposable paper cups, poured some water, passed one to Chen Mo, and took a cup for himself.

He sat beside Chen Mo, quietly listening to the people chatting.

Chen Mo held the paper cup that Chen Shi handed him, with a gentle smile, and occasionally asked a few questions: "Are you happy being an author?"

Lai Yan thought about it seriously, nodded vigorously and said, "Happy!"

I am [-] times happier than him visiting those hotels!

When he was in a meeting with those general managers, he especially wanted to fall asleep.

But when he codes, he never gets sleepy!

Chen Mo frowned, and his mood was very happy.

"That's good."

The eyes that are working hard for their dreams are really beautiful.

"No one scolded you?" Wu Dan, who was guarding the entrance of the ward, crossed his arms and gave him a sidelong glance.

"Of course there is..." Lai Yan sighed for a long time, "The scolding is terrible!"

Meng Miao gave Wu Dan a disdainful look, then smiled and comforted Lai Yan and said, "It's okay, they can't come along the network cable to beat you."

Lai Yan's eyes moved.

"Actually...some strange things have happened recently..."

Aware of the hesitation in Lai Yan's tone.

Chen Mo stopped drinking water, raised his head and asked, "What's the matter? Did you encounter any difficulties? Here are the elites of the police station, you can ask for their opinions."

Then he glanced at Meng Miao and asked her, who is a criminal policeman, to answer.

Ordinary people should feel very safe about the promise of the criminal police.

Seeing Professor Meng looking at her, Meng Miao quickly raised her chest and said, "That's right! If you have any questions, you can come to us! The professor said that the Internet is also illegal, and any crime must be severely punished!"

After shouting the slogan, Meng Miao paused and guessed: "Strange thing? Could it be that your readers raped you online? Or, cyberbullying?"

"neither."

Lai Yan laughed dryly: "You may not believe me when I say it, but actually... I write about criminal investigation..."

Detective novel? !

Chen Mo was shocked.

He fixed his eyes on Lai Yan who lowered his head and dared not lift it up.

Then his so-called 'strange thing', could it be...

"Well, don't be nervous about what I'm going to say next!"

"Before, someone scolded me in my comment section, saying, 'I tried this method, it is impossible to succeed! The author made it up!' I thought he was just joking." Lai Yan licked his dry lips.

"who knows……"

"...The fire and the case that happened in our hotel this time are a bit like the plot of a novel I wrote. Not only the location, method, and even the way of death of the deceased are similar..."

Of course, he never thought that the deceased would be his illegitimate brother.

Feeling the scorching gaze from everyone, the smile on the corner of Lai Yan's mouth gradually froze.

The head hangs lower and lower, and the voice becomes smaller and smaller.

"You said... isn't this strange?"

Everyone: …………

Is this weird? !

This is clearly a problem! ! !