Chapter 65 What Are You Afraid of?
Shen Qing unnoticeably blocked Xiao Qihao behind him and faced Ye Xiang's gaze.
Ye Xiang sneered.
"I didn't expect that there would be so many uninvited guests at home during my time away from work."
Xiao Qihao heard the sarcasm in his words and poked his head out from behind Shen Qingze, but quickly retracted it the moment he met his gaze.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Fang Changling quickly tried to smooth things over.
"You must be Mr. Ye, right? I am the captain of the third detachment of the Criminal Investigation Division of the Lingcheng Public Security Bureau. I am here to investigate the case."
Ye Xiang then calmed down a bit and looked towards Fang Changling.
"Okay, I won't bother you anymore, please do as you please."
Shen Qing held Xiao Qihao's arm inconspicuously, giving him some signal.
In the subsequent exchanges, although Ye Xiang was still somewhat hostile, he also began to cooperate with the investigation.
Xiao Qihao gradually calmed down under the protection of Shen Qingze. Fang Changling was still here, so Ye Xiang didn't dare to attack them.
He exhaled deeply and tightened the scarf around his neck again.
After Fang Changling and Ye Xiang finished their conversation, he signaled that everyone could pack up and leave. Ye Xiang waved his hand and said,
"Since the police officer has already understood the situation, I won't send any more."
Fang Changling stretched out his arm to let him go to the door, raised his eyebrows and said
"There are still some things that require you to go back to the police station with us to record some records. Please, Mr. Ye, please step forward."
Ye Xiang's face suddenly darkened, and he glanced at Shen Qingze beside him with ill intent, especially at Xiao Qihao behind him.
Facing Shen Qingze's provocative gaze, he raised the corners of his mouth, then turned around and walked towards the door without saying a word.
Shen Qing looked at his calm back, frowning.
Ye Xiang's attitude throughout the whole process was very casual, and he didn't seem to care that the other party was a police officer.
As known persons, Shen Qingze and Xiao Qihao naturally had to go back to the police station as well, but they followed Fang Changling in one car while Ye Xiang was in another.
Xiao Qihao remained silent, occasionally raising his hand to adjust the scarf around his neck, looking uncomfortable.
When they arrived at the police station, Fang Changling arranged for them to wait in different rooms.
Shen Qing sat in the room with a calm look in his eyes. He quickly reviewed what had happened before and thought about how to explain it to the police.
Xiao Qihao sat aside, tapping his fingers unconsciously on the armrest of the chair, looking a little annoyed, but still trying hard to hold back.
Ye Xiang sat in another room with his head lowered and his hands clasped in his legs. He occasionally looked up at his surroundings, a barely perceptible hint of alertness flashing in his eyes.
After a while, Fang Changling walked into Shen Qingze's room first, took out the transcript, and said seriously
"Tell me what happened in detail."
Shen Qing began to narrate the story in an orderly manner, starting from their conflict with Ye Xiang, trying to make every detail as clear as possible.
Of course, the process of the three people fighting their way back from the underworld, as well as the love-hate relationship between Xiao Qihao and Ye Xiang, was naturally omitted.
Xiao Qihao was feeling very uncomfortable, occasionally agreeing with others and repeating the key points.
At the same time, Ye Xiang was also being questioned.
There was some disdain in his tone, but he still cooperated and answered the questions, thinking about how to respond to the next questions.
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Not long after, Shen Qingze and Xiao Qihao were released from the police station by Fang Changling. Before leaving, he told them,
"You go back and rest first. I will communicate with you if there is any new situation."
Shen Qing nodded. He no longer had the heart to deal with the police.
"Then I will come back tomorrow to find out more about the situation. Thank you, Officer Fang."
Xiao Qihao didn't want to stay any longer, and only after he repeatedly assured Fang Changling that he would really go home and not run around, did Fang Changling agree to let him go.
The three of them parted unhappily at the door of the police station, and Ye Xiang's troubles were successfully resolved.
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When Shen Qing threw the key in the entrance hall, the metal lock of the security door made a harsh clicking sound.
The neon lights outside the window blurred into blurry blocks of color in the rain. He stared at the frozen dumplings spinning on the microwave turntable. The steam condensed into fine water droplets on the phone screen.
It was not until the prompt sounded that I realized I had been staring at the machine running for three full minutes.
After the sound of water running in the bathroom stopped, the electronic sound of the wall clock pierced the silence.
Shen Qing wrapped in a wet towel and sat on the edge of the bed. At 19:29
He pulled aside the messy bedding and took out the yellowed talisman from the secret compartment of the bedside table. His fingertips stroked the spell outlined in cinnabar, and the remaining scent of ink mixed with moist water vapor penetrated into his nostrils.
The moment the lighter flame sprang up, the talisman paper suddenly burned into a strange blue-green flame.
Shen Qing hurriedly threw the burning talisman paper to the ground. Before the ashes fell to the ground, thick fog rolled out from the cracks in the floor.
The cold air wrapped in the stench of rotten leaves and rust filled the entire room. Fine water droplets oozed out of the mirror of the wardrobe, reflecting the outline of a human figure vaguely visible in the mist.
"Remember to look for me?"
The deep voice was like a rusty gear rolling over the eardrum, and the mist was surging like boiling ink. When Yeluvis stepped out, Shen Qing could hear the sound of his teeth chattering.
He knelt on his knees in a hurry on the bed, not daring to look up, with cold sweat oozing out of his forehead.
"Yeluvis....I'm sorry"
Frost formed where the hem of his black robe had dragged, and his long silver-grey hair fell down, covering half of his face. Only his ice-blue pupils were like two poisoned daggers, nailing him to the head of the bed, unable to move.
"I thought you had found a new lover."
There was a strong smell of vinegar. Shen Qing clenched the bed sheet beside him and smiled bitterly.
"How dare I?"
"Why don't you dare?"
Shen Qingze's Adam's apple rolled twice, and he didn't even notice the wet towel sliding off his shoulders.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly, but when he touched the corner of Yeluweisi's clothes, it was suspended in mid-air.
"I'm sorry...I was delayed for so long because of an accident. I'm sorry"
The mist rolled around the hem of the black robe and condensed into sharp ice crystals that floated around Yeluvis, but never got close to him.
As if possessed by a ghost, he grasped the cloud near his hand, and a chill ran up his spine along his fingertips.
Shen Qingze's heart trembled, and his other hand uncontrollably tried to touch Yeluweisi's shoulder.
He saw that there was clearly a scar deep enough to see the bone, and a faint blue light seeped through the thin fabric.
"How did this happen?"
His voice tightened, and his thumb unconsciously stroked the black mist.
The ice crystal suddenly trembled violently, and Yeluvis shook his hands violently, and a cloak instantly appeared on his shoulders.
"It's none of your business."
The hoarse voice was wrapped in frost and snow, but it softened a little in front of Shen Qingze's red eyes.
The mist suddenly surged, dragging the black-robed figure into the center of the vortex.
"Since you have something to do, please deal with it before you come to me."
Shen Qing slumped on the bed, the faint scent of Yeluvis lingering on his fingertips.
The lights are on outside the window, and the night is coming.
What had Yeluvis experienced? Who could have attacked Him? Did He fail to arrive that day because He was intercepted by assassins?
Self-blame entangled his heart like a poisonous snake, and Shen Qing clenched his palms tightly.
Until the bright moon climbed up to the window, it still maintained a futile gesture of retaining.
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