Yellow River Craftsman

Chapter 140 Interrogation
The old friends reunited after a long absence, and had a good talk.

I suddenly felt a little sentimental. If Zhou Jie hadn't had an accident, she should be snuggled up to Wang Xueyuan's side now, listening to us yelling and talking about the absurd things in college.

It's a pity that good luck makes people.

Some things are predetermined and we cannot change them.

The night passed quickly, and we drank all the beer we bought, leaving only a pile of empty beer cans on the table.

I hiccupped and looked at the time. It was past midnight: "Wang Xueyuan, are you okay? If we can go, let's go to Yuangui Road now!"

Wang Xueyuan was still a little groggy at first, but when he heard that he was going to Yuangui Road, he rushed into the bathroom, washed his face with cold water, and then rushed out: "Tuobagu, let's go!"

When I was about to go out, I saw Wang Xueyuan's waist was bulging, and he was holding a sharp fruit knife.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

Wang Xueyuan took two breaths into his palm: "Take it with you, just in case!"

I secretly laughed in my heart, if we really ran into a ghost, your little knife would be useless at all.

However, we are still not sure whether these perverted serial murders were man-made or caused by ghosts, so I didn't say much, and took Wang Xueyuan out.

Since the consecutive murders, a curfew has been imposed on the campus. All dormitory buildings are closed at ten o'clock every night, and no one is allowed to go out, otherwise they will be expelled directly.In fact, the school simply did nothing. The murder case spread among the students. Even if the curfew was not enforced, it is estimated that no one would dare to go out at night.

There were not even half a ghost in the campus. There was a cold waning moon hanging in the sky. The clouds were so thick that they almost blocked the moonlight, and the earth was dark.The temperature difference between morning and evening in the northwest region is relatively large, and it is still a little cold when the night wind blows. I just drank a lot of wine, and now I am shivering when the wind blows.Looking at Wang Xueyuan again, he was trembling even more. Of course, I knew that he was not only because of the cold, but more because of nervousness.

"It's okay, I'll cover you if there's anything to do!" I tried to relieve Wang Xueyuan's nervousness.When I was studying in the past, because I had a lot of kung fu, I always liked to help my friends get ahead. At that time, I often said this sentence, "It's okay, I'll cover you!" Wang Xueyuan gave me a grateful look, and didn't say much What.

The campus was empty, and the dim light cast by the street lamps made our shadows long and blurry.

If this kind of thing hadn't happened, I'm afraid that there are still many crazy men and women in the campus at this time, or snuggling under the street lamp, or embracing each other in the grass, or hiding in the library and self-study room, volatilizing freely. The hormones of youth.

Now, the entire campus is lifeless and silent, like a huge cemetery, without any vitality.

Wang Xueyuan and I soon came to Yuangui Road, where it was dark in broad daylight, let alone late at night.The dim moonlight couldn't shine in at all, and the night wind blew by, making the rustling sound of the withered and yellow leaves, which made one's heart chill.

Wang Xueyuan took out the small flashlight that he had prepared a long time ago, and the two of us tiptoed onto the road of injustice.

After walking not far, suddenly a group of black shadows rushed towards them.

Wang Xueyuan yelled "Ghost!" and fell to the ground.

The group of black shadows flew past Wang Xueyuan's head and disappeared into the dense branches and leaves.

"It's just a group of bats to scare myself!" I helped Wang Xueyuan up, only to see that Wang Xueyuan's entire face was pale with fright.

"Are you scared?" I looked at him.

Wang Xueyuan took a breath, calmed down, bit his lips and said: "To be honest, there is a little bit, but when I think of Zhou Jie's tragic death, I... I am full of courage! No matter whether the murderer is a person or a ghost, I want to avenge Zhou Jie!"

"Hush!" I suddenly covered Wang Xueyuan's mouth with my hand, motioning him to keep silent, then pulled him behind a sycamore tree by the road, turned off the small flashlight, and hid quietly.

"What's wrong?" Wang Xueyuan asked nervously.

I pointed to not far ahead, and said in a low voice, "Someone is coming!"

"Is it the murderer?" Wang Xueyuan's eyes lit up.

"I don't know, don't make a sound, observe and observe!" I put my index finger on the edge of my lips, signaling Wang Xueyuan not to speak.

Soon, a figure slowly walked over.

The walking posture of that figure is a bit strange, as if floating, and the feet are a little vacant, as if drunk.

The man held a small flashlight in his hand, and the circle of light swept back and forth on the dark and suffocating ghost road, looking flickering and flickering.

Wang Xueyuan and I held our breath at the same time, Wang Xueyuan had already reached out and pulled out the fruit knife on his waist.

The sycamore trees on both sides had lush branches and leaves, and the figure didn't notice us. I hid behind the trunk sideways and watched the person coming quietly.

When the man got close, my heart trembled suddenly, and I almost wanted to cry out.

That figure is none other than the beautiful policeman who scolded me this afternoon.

She had long hair loose, and she was wearing a white nightgown with a long skirt that covered her feet, so she looked like she was floating.Her face was very pale, and her eyes were glazed over, as if she was sleepwalking.Although her face is very beautiful, at this moment, she is like a female ghost crawling out of the grave, and she doesn't feel the slightest bit of beauty at all.

"Ghost! Ghost! Ghost!" Wang Xueyuan's jaws trembled crazily, rattling.

I frowned, feeling that something was wrong with the policewoman, and I was about to ask Wang Xueyuan to follow up to have a look, but a big furry hand suddenly rested on my shoulder.

I was taken aback, and just when I turned around, a fist the size of a vinegar jar flew head-on, hitting me hard on the face, and I saw myself flying out, hitting the trunk of a sycamore tree, and falling heavily to the ground, in front of my eyes All of a sudden, gold stars danced wildly.

At this time, a rough voice was heard: "Report to the captain, catch two suspects!"

I rub!

Dare to treat us as suspects!

Snapped!
The lights came on, and the blinding white light pierced my eyes like knives.

I felt very uncomfortable, opened my eyes in a daze, and saw many blurred figures in front of me.

I shook my dizzy head vigorously, and those blurred figures overlapped together, and then I slowly saw the things in front of me clearly.

This should be an office, but it was changed to a temporary place for handling cases. There were several people in police uniforms sitting in front of me, and my hands were actually handcuffed.

A young policeman with a crew cut was sitting across from me, with a notebook in front of him, a pen in his hand, and a cold look at me: "Name?"

"Hey! You are interrogating prisoners, I am not a prisoner!" I felt very aggrieved, and an unknown fire broke out.

"I ask your name!" The attitude of the young policeman was also very bad.

"Tuoba Gu!"

"age?"

"26!"

"gender?"

"You can't see it yourself!" I really wanted to laugh a little bit.

"I'll ask you an answer, be honest!" The little policeman tapped his pen on the table with a serious face.

"Male! Unmarried! Do you want to introduce someone to me?" I looked at the little policeman and really laughed this time.

The little policeman glared at me: "What occupation?"

"A member of the archaeological team, I just resigned today!" I answered truthfully.

"Archaeology?" The little policeman looked me up and down, his eyes were very unfriendly: "Aren't you a student of this school?"

"It used to be, but I have been graduating for several years. I came back today to retrieve the files!" I said.

"Then I'm curious, you ran to Yuangui Road in the middle of the night, oh no, what did you go to Wutong Trail for?" asked the little policeman.

"Is there any rule that you can't go out at night? My friend and I drank some wine and wanted to go out to relax, and we walked into the ghost road before we knew it!"

"Our police have sealed off the Qionggui Road, and no one is allowed to enter or leave. Don't you know the ban? Also, what are you trying to do when you sneakily followed our policewoman just now?"

"Strange! How do you call it stalking? We were peeing behind the sycamore tree..."

"Fart!" The little policeman obviously lacked experience in handling cases, so he lost his composure after a few strokes. He dropped his pen, stood up abruptly, and pointed at me angrily: "In my opinion, you are the perverted one." Serial killer!"

"Hehe! Police officer, I can sue you for slander if you speak nonsense and testify indiscriminately without sufficient evidence!" I really dislike the attitude of this little policeman in handling the case. In his heart, he seems to have decided that we are the murderers.

"Be honest with me! Defamation? You can still sue me for beating a prisoner!" A policeman in his 30s came up, his fists were clenched. His face was dark and he looked thin, but in fact Very strong.

I recognized this guy right away, he was the one who attacked me just now.

Until now, the corner of my mouth is still burning, and I am a little angry: "Beating the prisoner? You are the fucking prisoner! It's like uncuffing the handcuffs, and we will fight one-on-one!"

"Okay!" The black and thin man agreed happily.

At this moment, several policemen pushed the door open, and the person in the lead yelled, "Old bird, stop! What are you doing?"

The black and thin man named Lao Niao smiled and stepped back: "It's nothing, this guy wants to play with me!"

"Remove his handcuffs!" The leading policeman came up. He was about 40 years old, with a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a heroic expression. Wang Xueyuan followed behind him.

"But..." The little policeman in charge of recording the statement wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the leading policeman: "But what, I let you uncuff him!"

The little policeman pursed his lips, not daring to say anything more, and honestly uncuffed me.

(End of this chapter)