I was a fortune teller in 90

Chapter 214 You are still scared
"I'm not lying to you. I'm a fortune teller, and what I read is numerology. The red color of your life gate penetrates below your eyebrows and reaches the root of the mountain. The appearance of the ending has already shown that you will not be able to escape from prison."

Dai Qing looked at him and smiled slightly,
"Accepting legal sanctions is your destiny. As for the grudge between you and Zhao Hongying, it is not too late to argue the right and wrong underground."

"...Don't try to scare me. This is the Public Security Bureau, a place where the law is strict."

Zhang Jiabao looked at Dai Qing with horrified eyes. When she said this, he always felt a little cold on the back of his head. This is the first time I heard that the police interrogated me and engaged in feudal superstition.

Chang Hui looked at the fear in his eyes and snorted,
"The law is strict, and it naturally only punishes those who violate the law. You know everything you have done, and you have no chance of escaping legal sanctions."

Dai Qing looked at the human figure slowly gathering behind Zhang Jiabao, and looked up at the solemn national emblem.

I vaguely understand.

In this place, Zhao Hongying's obsession can haunt him, but it cannot turn into a ghost and attack people.

"You are already on the verge of death. In the end, you will not be able to escape punishment and die. No matter how you say it, the ending will be the same. But the only difference is that you will not suffer the crime before going to jail for trial. But if you get out, you will definitely die miserably. ”

With the resentment Zhao Hongying had just formed, he would definitely be able to tear him into pieces.

As soon as he said this, Dai Qing saw those strange hands pinching Zhang Jiabao's neck.

"Your neck was strangled, how did it feel?"

Chang Hui: "..."

They said no intimidation is allowed.

Listening to Dai Qing's calm eyes and indifferent tone, Zhang Jiabao was stunned, and he didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt a chill on his neck, extending from his neck to the root of his tail.

"You...what you said is true?"

"A fortune teller never lies."

Dai Qing looked at his frightened expression, turned around and sat in the chair next to him, drank tea to moisten his mouth, and stopped talking.

There was a moment of silence in the interrogation room.

There was a sudden silence, and Zhang Jiabao, who was sitting inside, suddenly became nervous and looked back frequently in fear. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt someone blowing cold air on his neck.

His whole back felt so cold. It was obviously summer, but he fell into the ice cellar and shivered all over.

Is there really a ghost haunting him?
The more he thought about it, the more frightened Zhang Jiabao looked. He pressed his hands on the table with bulging veins on the back of his hands and took a deep breath.
"I said...I said everything, and asked the master to help me get rid of the dirty things that are clinging to me."

Chang Hui listened, raised his eyebrows, winked at the recorder, and sat down directly on the interrogation case.

Holding a cigarette in his hand, he would put it to his nose and smell it from time to time, but he did not light it.

"Tell me, why did you kill Zhao Hongying?"

Dai Qing sat next to him and looked at him in surprise. This person's interrogation was really straightforward, simple and rough.

Fortunately, Zhang Jiabao was in a trance after being threatened. After hearing Chang Hui's question, he didn't resist too much and just confessed.

"Zhao Hongying and I met when we were working. After chatting for a while, we both felt that we were interested in each other, so we got together. There was a little bit of affection, but neither of us thought about getting married. The two of us were together to relax our loneliness. After her people, she wants my money.”

"Because she has a son who is in elementary school, and I take care of almost all the food, drinks, toiletries and so on. I thought it was pretty good to do this. But a while ago, she actually reached out to me and asked for money. She asked for five dollars at a time. Thousand yuan, saying I need money to buy out the property..."

As soon as Zhang Jiabao opened his mouth, he opened up the conversation and revealed all the interactions and conflicts of interest between the two.

When the two of them came together, they each got what they needed and traded money, much like a temporary couple.

At first, the two got along well, until recently, Zhao Hongying suddenly asked him for 5,000 yuan, saying that the property could be bought out. She wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to buy the house where she lived and put it in her own name, so that she could have security.

He was just doing odd jobs here and there, but he couldn't afford 5,000 yuan.

But Zhao Hongying was determined to ask for money, looked very anxious, cried and made trouble, which made him very tired and wanted to end the relationship.

After the quarrel, the two broke up and did not see each other again for more than a week.

One morning, Zhao Hongying suddenly paged him and asked him to go. At that time, he didn't think much about it. He thought that Zhao Hongying had figured it out and would no longer force him to give money, so he went.

After arriving at her house, Zhao Hongying actually cooked some side dishes for him and bought him his favorite wine.

After a bottle of wine, the two reconciled. Afterwards, he also gave her a hundred yuan to buy some clothes.

Who knew that Zhao Hongying suddenly turned against her and mentioned the five thousand yuan issue again, saying that if she didn't give it, she would sue him for rape.

He was drunk and beat the person. But Zhao Hongying held his leg and refused to let her go. When he was anxious, he threw her out. Unexpectedly, she happened to fall into the corner of the table.

Seeing her lying motionless on the ground with a pool of blood coming out of her head, he felt scared and ran away.

After the whole thing was explained clearly, he breathed a sigh of relief, but his expression was still indignant.

"I didn't do it on purpose. It was because she plotted against me that I failed."

"We'll wait for the legal verdict as to what the outcome will be." Chang Hui took the confession, asked him to put his fingerprints on it, and walked out with his expression finally relaxed.

Just when Master Dai Qing was about to leave, Zhang Jiabao stood up suddenly and moved the table with a crash.

"Be honest, your skin is itchy, right?"

Zhang Jiabao couldn't stand upright and looked at Dai Qing hunched over, with pleading eyes, "Master...can you help me clean up the dirt?"

"Every grievance has its owner, and every debt has its owner. I won't interfere with the cause and effect between you." Dai Qing looked back at him and shook her head in rejection.

After walking out of the interrogation room, Chang Hui glanced at his watch, "Would you like to try our canteen?"

"No, I'll go home and eat." It was still early, and Dai Qing was going to go home and catch up on her sleep.

"Then I'll drive you."

"No, I'll take a taxi back. You can go and do your work." After the interrogation, there was still a lot of aftermath to deal with. Dai Qing understood that he was busy, so she would not trouble him.

"It's okay to take some time." Chang Hui wanted to drive, but Dai Qing refused.

I caught a car and went straight home. I made a simple pot of hot pot noodles, shared it with Gouzi, and then fell asleep after eating.

I didn't open my eyes until three o'clock in the afternoon.

The weather outside was a bit hot and there was no wind at all, but it was obviously a lot cooler inside.

I sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated, practicing my mental skills. After a short week, it was already dusk.

Dai Qing didn't want to make dinner, so she went out to eat a bowl of hot and sour jelly and a sesame seed cake.

After eating and drinking, Dai Qing strolled home to prepare for the night shift.

When it comes to this job, Dai Qing has already started to think about it. Now that she has got the house, her job is not necessary.