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Chapter 136 Waterboarding Department (Two in One)

Liao Gao hurriedly squeezed through the crowd, apologized in a low voice, ran all the way to Wu Qing, and persuaded him, "My lord, it's not easy for people to enter the backstage. The bosses (famous actors) are comfortable inside. If you go in, it's fine." We don’t take care of our theater building, if they get annoyed and stop performing, our theater building will collapse.”

Those who do business, even if they are driving people away, speak as if they are begging for mercy, so they have to exaggerate.But how many corners will be annoyed if people look at their faces?How many theater buildings will collapse because of this?

Wu Qing first took out his access card from the Transportation Bureau from his pocket.

There is a black-and-white photo of the big head on the pass, and the red seal is all available, and it is extremely difficult for outsiders to imitate, so the pass of each government office will also be used as identity proof.

Spread out the pass, let Gao look carefully, Wu Qing simply followed Gao's words and said,

"I don't know if several corners have been disturbed, your theater building is prone to collapse, or the vicious fugitives with guns are lurking in your theater building, and your theater building is prone to collapse?"

Liao Gao's face was pale, and his white hair was covered with sweat. He pointed to the cloth behind the stage, "Sir, what do you mean?"

"Shh." Wu Qing put away his pass, "Hush your voice, I've scared the criminal out, I want to cover for you, I'm afraid it won't work... It may not be in the background, am I looking for it, why don't you stop it?" ?”

"This." Liao Gao was also a little uncertain.

"Follow me. You can finish watching the backstage in one to two minutes. I'll hurry up and finish watching your whole building in 2 minutes at most." Wu Qing persuaded.

"Okay." Liao Gao finally made up his mind, and he didn't shy away from Wu Qing, and directly ordered the door who had been watching,
"Let me tell my boss... Oh, let Xiaoliu do your job of guarding the door. I really can't tell the time."

Menzi turned to look for someone.

Accompanied by Gao, Wu Qing entered the backstage.

Between the two rows of small cubicles straight past, there are more than a dozen small areas that look like company workstations. Each cubicle has a vanity mirror, and a circle of light bulbs surround the vanity mirror, illuminating the entire backstage brightly.

Hearing the commotion, some actors who were dressing up in the cubicle turned their heads to look at them. Their half-blossomed and half-white faces met Wu Qing's scrutinizing gaze like a wolf eagle. Some trembled, some frowned, and saw It's a patrolman, can't help whispering,
"what happened?"

"I do not know."

With such a lot of discussion, more actors, who were originally concentrating on makeup, were attracted to them.

Wu Qing had the feeling that when he took a long-distance bus in his previous life, he yelled from the back to the front. Everyone in the outer seats turned their heads to look at him, and those in the inner seats stood up from their seats and looked back.

Being stared at by dozens of eyes, Wu Qing didn't feel awkward, just took it as a convenience for herself, and walked quickly from beginning to end as if carrying the wind all over her body, looking to the right when going, and still looking to the right when returning.

There are people and things on both sides, and I read it over and over again.

At this stall, several actors couldn't help but ask Gao Gao at the door, "Brother Zhi, what's the matter?"

Gao only shook his head, indicating that he could not speak. He watched Wu Qing from near to far, and then from far to near. When he approached, he consulted Wu Qing with doubtful eyes.

Wu Qing returned to the door and shook her head, "Let's go to the second floor."

Not here.

Liao Gao heaved a sigh of relief, "Alright, let's go this way."

Questions left behind.

The stairs leading to the second floor of the theater building, there are left and right sides of the entrance gate of the theater building, and a few vertical steps quickly went up the stairs.

Wu Qing looked around quickly.The layout of the second floor is like a verandah. Compared with the first floor, there are much fewer people. It is covered with small square tables, and most people lean on the pillars to watch.

After looking around, Wu Qing shook his head again, "Go to the third floor."

Gao Gao was in a bit of trouble at this time, the third floor was a private box, and it wasn’t full this time, but there were a lot of people who were not easy to mess with, and he had never seen a policeman check fugitives, just look around, Wu Qing’s movements were unavoidable too fast.It's not like chasing fugitives.

Wu Qing looked at his face and asked, "difficult?"

Nodded high.

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Outside the Xintiandi theater building, Zhan Zhongda, who was "soothing" with sour plum soup, returned to the salt police team, took a look, frowned,
"Why are there only two left, and one more?"

Zeng Kuo was too lazy to speak.

Wang Quanshao, who had been displeased with him earlier, didn't answer, "Tch...you have to watch when you urinate, isn't the sour plum soup not enough for you?"

Zhan Zhongda snorted, but didn't speak.He took a few steps back, but he didn't lift his hand while holding the cup.

Seeing Zhan Zhongda walk away, Wang Quanshao asked Zeng Kuo in a low voice, "Master, how long has it been?"

Zeng Kuo looked up his wrist, "5 minutes."

As a precision industrial product, clocks and watches are not cheap in today's dry country. The price ranges from 20 yuan to hundreds of yuan, but the salt police can afford them.

The wrist hangs down, and on the edge of the watch dial, the three characters "Qingyang Brand" stamped on it shine brightly under the orange light of the first sunset.

Then, together with his apprentice, he looked at the gate of Xintiandi Theater.

People come and go, but they still don't see the same patrol uniform as themselves.

Although the appointment time with Wu Qing was 10 minutes, it is only halfway through now, Zeng Kuo is still living steadily, but Wang Quanshao, who already lacks trust in Wu Qing, is looking up at the theater building frequently.

One is, despite what the master said, his dissatisfaction is still there.

The second is the anxiety caused by the weak sense of belonging to the second anti-smuggling team.

With these two emotions mixed, Wang Quanshao couldn't help complaining, "Master, why don't we go in too?"

Zeng Kuo glanced at him, didn't speak, but unavoidably raised his wrist and glanced at his watch.

7 minutes.

The strange interaction between the two salt policemen also aroused Zhan Zhongda's suspicion, and his gaze followed the two salt policemen to the theater building.

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In the theater building, before the stairs from the second floor to the third floor, Wu Qing briefly explained the stakes.

"If the fugitive is really hiding on the third floor, if he moves, he will be more disturbed than me, a patrolman making a ward round. Think it over carefully, and then see if you want to stop me."

Liao Gao pondered for a while, and immediately got out of the way.

I have already called Gao to delay a bit of time.Wu Qing rushed up the stairs in three quick steps, followed by Liao Gao.

There are nine boxes on the third floor, all the way through one by one, instead of facing each other like in a hotel.Five compartment doors were wide open, and four compartment doors were closed tightly.

Let's start with the inspection of unmanned boxes.In a box with someone, explaining the reason to the guests in it requires a lot of talking, and it will be even more troublesome if you encounter a difficult guy who thinks highly of himself.

Liao Gao also explained, "Room No. [-], the president and wife of the Yujiang Weaving Manufacturers Association, you are the last to check."

Wu Qing nodded, clasping his hands on the door frame of the first unmanned box, his eyes swept the arc in the box.

The box is not small.Red curtains, a corner covered by a green bamboo screen, a large red-lacquered round table in the box, five or six chairs, a tea kettle, tea cups, a fresh fruit plate, and even a large fish tank, all of which are not compact, and there are a few fish in the tank Goldfish leisurely.

But nothing unusual.

Wu Qing then retracted her legs and walked sideways into the next box.

The interior is mostly the same, but a few guys in the box are cleaning up the mess.

Melon seeds and peels were all over the floor, and the porcelain kettle fell to the ground at this moment, spilling water all over the floor.

Liao Gao explained from the side, "This box, Section Chief Zhang of the Daoyin Office just left."

It was obviously not just what Gao Gao said, but Wu Qing shook her head and said, "It's okay, I'm not here to watch the show."

His gaze swept across the room, and when he glanced at the fish tank, his calm face fluctuated slightly, and then his eyes moved from the fish tank to the water on the ground, as if he was thinking about something, and finally made up his mind, and turned back to get closer to Gao , lower your voice,

"All those who called you, come out."

Gao Gao's face was pale, and he pointed to the box, and also lowered his voice, the advantage of his low voice was that it was hoarse, "You mean?"

Wu Qing looked dignified and nodded silently.

Liao Qingqing cleared his throat, pretended to be calm and shouted into the box, "Don't clean up, there is a shortage of people downstairs, go and help."

"Yes, Brother Zhi."

The two guys in the box all threw the rags on their shoulders and walked out.

Wu Qing ordered again in a low voice, "There are two of my colleagues outside the gate of the theater building, go find them, ask them to come up."

He said holding the wooden door of the box, "Don't hang around here, this wooden door can't stop bullets."

Liao Gao didn't dare to talk too much, so he dragged the two bewildered fellows and walked away a few steps.

Wu Qing ignored them and went into the house and closed the door.

The layout of the theater building is designed so that people can see and hear the singing on the stage in the middle of the word "Hui" from the first to the third floor.

Even in the private room at this time, the voice of the opera is still deafening to the ears. Even though it is on the third floor, the term "immersive" can still be used.

It seems that the performance has reached the point of grief and indignation, and the actor's high-pitched, high-pitched voice pierces directly into people's ears.

Big leather drums, big gongs and cymbals, endless, higher and higher:

"Boom, boom, boom, boom—"

In the sound that almost occupied everyone's ears, in the box, Wu Qing's words seemed extremely inaudible.

"Rationally speaking, after I have found you, it is appropriate to ask my colleagues to come up together."

Wu Qing who entered the box lit the lamp.

"It's been a quarter of an hour. If I found you, my mission would have been completed."

Like a one-man show, Wu Qing looked around the room, focusing on places with water everywhere in the room.

The fishbowl; the puddle of water splashed by the broken jug; the dirty bucket left after wringing the burlap; three full glasses of water on the table.

"But your ability seems to be very suitable for escaping. If I tell you to run away, I will lose face."

Wu Qing walked to the window of the box facing the stage, stretched out her two big hands, and pulled the curtains on both sides.

With a "swish", the red curtains were closed tightly, blocking any sight that might be thrown into the box.

Wu Qing turned around, stretched her left hand down, raised the black umbrella behind her back, stretched her right hand up, retracted her five fingers, and held the handle of the umbrella.

After confirming that the second anti-smuggling team does not control the Yin soldiers, Wu Qing still wears a black umbrella.

"Oh, that's why I have to work harder and keep an eye on you first..."

The Chihe knife was out of its sheath, the red curtain was used as the background board, the bright red blade was inconspicuous, Wu Qing stared at the fish tank,

"I've said it so clearly, do you still think I'm cheating on you?"

The water surface of the fish tank was rippling. A goldfish, without wagging its tail, just turned its body upright until it was facing Wu Qing, staring at Wu Qing with its two bubble eyes, and spit out a string of bubbles from its lips.
"Compared to the three guys who were scared away by me before, you are still more idiot."

Wu Qing sneered back, "I think you're pretty smart...but now, why are you still playing tricks?"

The pronunciation of the word "Hu" has disappeared, Wu Qing's eyes squinted, and he seemed to be patrolling around the box very carelessly. His footsteps interspersed, and he quickly slanted out the knife. Pierce the fish tank.

"Unlucky, unlucky, unlucky, I fell asleep and was picked up first..."

The goldfish separated from the tip of the knife by only a layer of glass had dull eyes, calm and unafraid, and its irritated voice vibrated with ripples.
"Being sent to this room again, idiots come one after another, obviously just swallowed a living soul yesterday, not hungry at all, why are there still fools who want to come up and disturb—die!"

The ripple vibration in the fish tank suddenly disappeared.

The tip of the Chihe knife had already touched the glass fish tank, but unexpectedly, the glass shattered, water splashed, and the goldfish lost its limbs.Instead, in the sharp sound of scratching the heart like a cat scratching the heart, the Chihe knife was sharply carved into the glass fish tank, sweeping the crystal powder of the glass, and slashed fiercely at the water glass on the small round table not far away.

Wu Qing's eyes, which were looking around before, were like steel nails, nailed to the rim of the water glass, the horizontal surface with fine ripples around it.

The next moment, a transparent water sword refracting the light came from the horizontal plane, followed like a shadow by a water "hand" with splashes of water, with the same muscle lines as a human hand, with protruding knuckles and thick wrists. The mouth of the cup, which is only as thick as the wrist, must be broken.

Such an unexpected sword, but completely did not expect the Chihe knife to change direction, far more decisive and swift than this sword.

Just as the water sword was swung out, the bright red knife shadow had already cut across the arm made of water, and with a "crash", the cut off half of the water arm and the long sword held by it fell to the ground as if it had lost its restraint.

In Wu Qing's eyes, a manual just disappeared.

【Waterboarding Department】

One of the thousands of ghosts in the world, the soul ghost.

Ignorance and confusion, belief in evil and perverted views, and then death, the fifth is drowning.

Level: Twelve Mountains (Level [-])
The skills are as follows: [Water Walk] [Water Shape] [Water Punishment]

[Water Walk] You can freely shuttle in more than [-] ml of water.Cannot pass through walls.

[Water Shape] The body is the soul body, conquering water bodies, taking water as the shape, and using water as the binding.

[Water torture] by manipulating the body of water to make it into a knife, gun, sword, halberd, axe, hook and fork.

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So it wasn't the goldfish talking just now, but the Waterboarding Department possessed the water in the fish tank, manipulating and squeezing the goldfish to respond.

Seeing how cunning this ghost was, Wu Qing looked left and right when he made the first cut, not because he was careless, but because he inspected all the water containers in the private room.

Prevent waterboarding from diversion.

Wu Qing, who took advantage of the advantage, took out the magic weapon compass from his trousers pocket and took a look at it.
The shaking pointer is indeed limited to the range of the Twelve Mountains, but it is almost at the border of the Twelve Mountains, and if it shakes any more, it will enter the Eighteenth Mountains.

With just a glance, Wu Qing stuffed the compass into his pocket.

So it is worthy of being a second-level ghost with three skills, it can almost be said to be the peak of the second level, and almost entered the third level.

His eyeballs looked at all the "water".

Fish tanks; puddles splashed by broken jugs; dirty buckets left after wringing burlap...

Wu Qing's eyeballs stopped, she looked over, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

Dirty bucket!
Flip the wrist and slash.

(End of this chapter)