Chapter 76 Acting

Fu Chenggang's eyelids were twitching violently.

He didn't know why. Perhaps it was due to eye muscle fatigue caused by staying up late, or perhaps it was due to the stimulation of some foreign perfume.

Fu Chenggang hates perfume.

But there are too many perfumes in this world.

There is perfume on the bus, there is perfume in the subway, there is perfume in the elevator, there is perfume on the sidewalk, even the bathroom has that annoying smell...

What a person likes or hates is often unreasonable.

Living in this world full of various smells, there are many things that you have to endure. The more you resist, the easier it is to encounter them.

For example, perfume.

For example, work.

"Sir, would you like to try our latest coffee?" The sales lady smiled as she held a small paper cup of coffee, smelling of cheap perfume.

Fu Chenggang raised his hand: "Thank you. No need."

He glanced overhead before leaving.

The camera was right above them, enough to capture their faces. They should soon know that they were in this mall.

Then the committee will send someone over.

According to the procedure, he will be arrested on suspicion of endangering public safety, taken to a detention cell, and then interrogated for 24 hours.

They will not get any evidence or confessions because there are no witnesses or evidence.

According to relevant regulations, the committee can impose a fine on itself at most, detain itself for three to five days, and warn itself not to affect the life order of ordinary people.

He just used the [ID card] to get to know a few women and inquire about some personal privacy, that's all.

At the same time, a kidnapping case will occur in the city, which will start quietly and end quietly.

That has nothing to do with Fu Chenggang. The camera is the best proof.

Evidence is necessary to investigate and convict a crime.

Fu Chenggang had no doubt about the outcome of this plan.

This is the benefit that the identity of "policeman" brings to me.

Identity is a sign that allows others to see your behavior at a glance. Identity is also a shackle that prevents people from crossing the boundaries defined by their identity.

In other words, this is also the rule.

Of course, you can also abandon the rules completely, which will bring unlimited freedom and allow you to do whatever you want.

However, that would mean making an enemy of everyone in the circle of rules, and the outcome would generally not be good.

Fu Chenggang admires the courage to defy the rules, but he himself still stands within the circle of rules.

In other words, he is on the stronger side.

It is always the strong who can make the rules.

Fu Chenggang waited quietly.

He knew that it would not be long before the committee would show up and take him away. He even thought of a joke to finish the conversation with the committee.

After all, Officer Fu Chenggang is a man who likes to tell jokes.

At least that's what it said on his ID card.

His eyelids were still twitching, interrupting his thoughts.

Fu Chenggang suddenly felt a sense of danger.

He seemed to be targeted by someone, and it didn't seem to be someone from the committee. For some reason, he suddenly couldn't feel the fire of Hirut.

He felt something was wrong.

Fu Chenggang hesitated.

This is not what was planned.

Before he could choose which backup plan to use, something pressed against his lower back.

"Don't move."

A girl behind him said, "If you don't want to be like your apostles, just obey."

Fu Chenggang's body stiffened.

A strange smell, a faint aroma, a taste of danger.

There was a finger pressing against his waist, but it was as dangerous as a pistol.

He finally confirmed that Hirut's fire had completely disappeared.

Got killed.

The 14th-level apostle was silenced in an instant.

People of this level...

broken!

Huang Liaoxin was a cover, and he was fooled! Fu Chenggang didn't dare to think about it.

His heart was pounding, his palms were sweating, and his mouth felt a little dry.

"Go forward."

The people behind said.

Fu Chenggang obediently did what she said.

At this point, he knew there was no need to resist.

When he walked to a storage room in the mall's bathroom, Fu Chenggang was suddenly entangled by a sticky yellow liquid and he immediately lost consciousness.

…

When he woke up again, Fu Chenggang found himself in an abandoned car.

This is the parking lane.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

His heart skipped a beat.

It turns out that every move I make is under the other person's eyes.

A young girl was sitting next to him.

She looked to be about twenty years old, wearing a pair of sunglasses, with long green hair under a baseball cap, and wearing a loose gray sweatshirt.

"Awake?" the other party said.

Fu Chenggang tried to stay calm: "Who are you? What do you want me to do?"

The girl said, "Tell me everything you know. Get to the point. I'm in a hurry."

The situation is stronger than people.

Fu Chenggang sorted out his thoughts, his cheeks moved, and a trace of struggle flashed in his eyes: "My name is... Lin Zecheng, and I'm from Jiangnan City."

"My name in the Pantheon is [Djinn], and I am a deity of [Whistleblower]."

"Recently, I received an order to find the key that was hidden by Qi Shen Jia Xiaokai. Now he has been imprisoned by the committee and has completely lost contact."

"Jia Xiaokai is one of the Whistleblower gods. He secretly hid the key to the Golden Fields, but no one knows where he hid it."

He said: "[The whistleblower] suspected that Jia Xiaokai hid the key in Gaojiewei, which is somewhere here. So he sent me to investigate."

"I spent a lot of time to find out that Jia Xiaokai had a cousin named Huang Liaoxin who started a company with him. They had a very close relationship at one time, and Huang Liaoxin was the person Jia Xiaokai trusted the most."

"So I checked Huang Liaoxin, but I didn't find any clues at his home, nor at the company..."

"Later, his daughter returned to China, and I contacted her again, as well as the staff of his company. Most of these staff were related to Huang Liaoxin, so theoretically they were all suspects..."

"As a criminal police officer, I cannot let go of any possible clues."

The girl turned her face slowly.

Lin Zecheng's expression froze, and his facial muscles twitched: "Sorry... This is all a side effect of the [ID Card]. Once the ID is used, it is easy to become overly immersed."

Realizing that he had described things in too much detail and complexity, a star ring appeared behind Lin Zecheng, and a white card filled with words flew out of it.

He rubbed his fingers on the card, and the card surface returned to its white color.

As the words on the card disappeared, Lin Zecheng's entire aura suddenly changed.

His body suddenly became hunched and his eyes became somewhat timid, completely different from his previous image of being upright and sharp-eyed.

"Go on." the other party said.

"Yes, yes."

Lin Zecheng didn't know where to put his hands. He hurriedly continued what he had said before: "I tracked Huang Liaoxin all the way and asked Xiruto, my apostle, to control him and ask him about the whereabouts of the key."

“Then I was here…”

Finally the girl said, "Hand over the props."

The star ring reappeared behind Lin Zecheng, and a small glass bottle flew out of it.

He handed the two treasures to the other party obediently.

The girl pushed the door and got out.

Not long after, another person appeared outside the car window. It was a young girl wearing a plaid shirt and jacket and a camel-colored cap.

"I'm Song Shiyi, the prosecutor of the committee."

The other party said in a clear voice: "Please come with me."

Lin Zecheng let out a sigh, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and the tense muscles all over his body relaxed.

The committee has arrived. It's safe.

He began to understand Jia Xiaokai.

Sometimes, being locked up by a committee isn't necessarily a bad thing.

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(End of this chapter)