He felt a tickling sensation in his heart, like tiny feathers were scratching at it, making him both itchy and eager to explore.
So his opening line became: "Wu Yue, do you think there are any ghosts around here?"
Immediately, the other colleagues in the bureau put down their work and stared at Wang Yaobei with indifferent eyes, as if he were an idiot.
Wang Yaobei suddenly covered his mouth and shook his head.
Yang Lianhai glanced at Wang Yaobei speechlessly. It was one thing for them to talk about such things in private, but to ask them openly in front of other colleagues was absurd. Weren't they afraid of hurting their tongues, breaking their backs, and losing their jobs?
He looked away and quickly led Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu to the interrogation room.
Wang Yaobei followed behind.
The girl gradually slowed her pace, falling in the same row as Wang Yaobei. She reached out and poked Wang Yaobei's arm, lowering her voice to answer the question from before.
"Uncle Policeman, there's righteous energy protecting this place, there are no ghosts here, don't worry." The girl's sweet and gentle voice fell into my ears, like a child's, innocent and pure.
For some reason, Wang Yaobei suddenly felt ashamed of suspecting the child of murder. How could such a lovely girl be a murderer! Absolutely impossible.
Of course, this is just the voice of a tiny, tiny little person in his inner world.
As a qualified police officer, one should not easily doubt or trust a person without solid evidence, nor should one allow even the slightest personal emotion to interfere.
Wang Yaobei quickly regained his serious expression. It must be said that because of his dark complexion, his expression turned somewhat fierce when it turned cold.
The kind of thing that would make a child cry.
Wu Yue and Yan Chiyu sat in the interrogation room, which was lit only by a bright incandescent desk lamp.
A recorder and two police officers sat outside the interrogation room.
Soon, Chu Xiao returned and pushed open the door. He walked into the interrogation room with one hand in his pocket.
Yan Chiyu looked up at Chu Xiao, a faint smile playing on his lips: "I can summon Zhou Xiangdai's ghost and ask who killed her."
Wu Yue shuddered involuntarily.
Chu Xiao: ...
Damn, if people had such abilities, why would they need to look for clues or solve cases? They could just learn how to summon spirits and speak ghost language.
Although she was afraid of ghosts, Wu Songsong also thought this method was very feasible. After all, it was the fastest solution and would also do the criminal investigation team a great service—wasn't that killing two birds with one stone?
"Don't joke around."
Chu Xiao didn't believe it.
He sat down opposite the child, his expression cold and aloof.
The boy smiled faintly, his deep eyes unusually serious: "Wait for me for two minutes."
Outside the interrogation room, the recorder stared at the notes on his computer with a troubled expression: "So why aren't these charlatans being dragged out and educated yet?"
Yang Lianhai and Wang Yaobei had seen the video with their own eyes, and no matter how prejudiced they were, they still had some trust in Wu Yue and the other person deep down.
"Xiao Tan, after this interrogation is over, I'll show you a video." Wang Yaobei suddenly had a wicked idea.
Xiao Tan: "Huh? Oh, okay."
...
Two minutes passed.
Chu Xiao's gaze turned hostile: "Where is Zhou Xiangdai's ghost?"
Yan Chiyu met Chu Xiao's probing eyes without flinching, unfazed by the sarcasm in his tone. He didn't care at all.
The only thing he cared about was what time he and Wu Yue could set off. The journey took an hour and a half, and he hoped they could make it in time for lunch. Opportunities to have lunch together were few and far between.
The boy glanced at her out of the corner of his eye: "She's in the corner of the room."
"Have her come over here." Chu Xiao smiled coldly.
“Wu Yue is right. The righteous energy here is strong, and ghosts are afraid of it. Ordinary ghost energy cannot protect her.”
The boy said softly, "That's why she doesn't want to get close."
Chu Xiao possessed the upright and righteous aura of a criminal investigator, making him unapproachable. Even Zhou Xiangdai dared not sit with Wu Yue.
So in the end, Zhou Xiangdai could only squat in the corner and hug herself tightly.
They were afraid of being burned by the strange and powerful aura that filled the room.
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