Chapter 56 Lin Gao wasn't crushed to the point of vomiting blood by the tall man's weight, but he was taken aback by what the tall man said...
Lin Gao wasn't crushed to the point of vomiting blood by the giant's weight, but his words made him want to vomit blood. He was pinned down, completely unable to move, only his hands able to struggle free. He waved his arms, shouting, "I've paid! I've paid!"
The tall guy was stunned. He turned around and looked at He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu, who were walking quickly towards them. He seemed a little lost, but he didn't let go of Lin Gao immediately. Obviously, he trusted He Zhao more. However, the tall guy still said a few words for Lin Gao: "Boss, is there some misunderstanding? He said he paid."
He Zhao waved his hand: "Don't listen to his nonsense. Let me ask you, how much is a bowl of rice at my stall?"
"Ten yuan."
How much is a bowl of extra spicy rice?
"It's also ten yuan."
He Zhao nodded, but Lin Gao was even more indignant: "I paid! Once in cash and once by QR code, it was 20 yuan!"
His strong voice didn't seem like he was lying, and the tall man wavered again. At this moment, Qiao Yanyu took out her phone and called her sister department directly: "Wait a moment, the scene is a bit chaotic. Wait for me to give you a hand signal before you come out."
As soon as the tall man left, Qiao Yanyu's colleagues from her sister department rushed out and dragged Lin Gao away.
The task of calming down the tall guy naturally fell to He Zhao. He Zhao stood in front of the tall guy, she was standing and the tall guy was sitting on Lin Gao's back, but the tall guy lived up to the nickname He Zhao gave him, he was really tall and big, and He Zhao had to look up at him.
He Zhao crossed his arms and said domineeringly, "Hey tall guy, I'm honest and fair, ten yuan a bowl, but you know that's ghost money. What he gave me was real currency. Tell me, can you exchange real currency for ghost money directly?"
The tall man shook his head.
Upon hearing the words "ghost money," Lin Gao nearly went mad. When the tall man sat on him, Lin Gao sensed something was wrong. He wasn't being crushed by the weight, but rather by a chilling, viscous, suffocating aura that rendered him completely immobile.
The tall man on top of him was covered in ice, making Lin Gao feel as if an iceberg was pressing down on him.
This guy is definitely not human!
The appearance of "ghost money" further confirms the tall man's true identity.
He Zhao was satisfied with the tall man's answer. She nodded and said, "That's right. You can't exchange real money for ghost money at all, so he didn't give me any money! Besides, even if you could, he was just kidding me by offering ten yuan for ten ghost money. Would you trade me ten yuan of real money?"
"No trade." The tall guy was very honest.
He Zhao nodded again: "That's right, so he used twenty yuan of real currency to eat my rice. What is that if not dining and dashing? Did I say something wrong?"
The tall creature was completely convinced by He Zhao, and it affirmed He Zhao's words once again: "You're right."
Seeing that the tall man had convinced him and even helped him, He Zhao waved his hand and said, "Alright, hand this man over to my assistant. I'm going to take him to the police station. You can go back and eat first."
The tall man opened his mouth and asked, "Are you still setting up your stall today?"
"I'm not going to set off anymore. I'm involved, so I'm going too. You eat quickly, and I'll leave after you finish."
The tall guy was a good ghost; not wanting to delay He Zhao's trip to the police station, he quickly went to his seat and started eating. As soon as it left, Lin Gao wanted to run, but Qiao Yanyu was right there; how could he let him escape? Before, they were worried he'd run because of the food cart in the way, but now they were face-to-face—how could he possibly run?
Furthermore, Lin Gao has to get up from the ground, and now he is the one who has been delayed.
Before Lin Gao could even get up, Qiao Yanyu swept him to the ground with a powerful leg sweep, twisted his arm, and braced his knee against his lower back, immobilizing him. After doing this, Qiao Yanyu nodded to He Zhao, who quickly returned to the stall and called to the tall man, trying to get him to leave as soon as possible.
The tall animal knew He Zhao was busy, so it ate faster than usual today. He Zhao quickly tidied up after the customers left, packing up the stall. Seeing her movements, Qiao Yanyu raised her hand and made a gesture. In an instant, several people in uniforms appeared nearby, talking on walkie-talkies as they surrounded Lin Gao's group.
The moment Lin Gao's hands were handcuffed, he was stunned. At that moment, Lin Gao calmed down: "I just dined and dashed, do I really need to be handcuffed? The stall owner over there is the real danger; she can command ghosts! Those are real ghosts, and that one just now was definitely not a living person!"
He Zhao slowly rode his electric tricycle up to Lin Gao. Lin Gao was already surrounded by uniformed officers, but the tricycle's footrest was higher than the ground. He Zhao stood directly on the footrest, looking down at Lin Gao with a bright, toothy grin: "Lin Gao, still pretending? You've been caught!"
Lin Gao was taken away and put into a police car.
This time, it was Qiao Yanyu's turn to lead the way, with He Zhao following behind. Even though her heavy motorcycle couldn't go fast, it moved like a slow, leisurely electric scooter. Luckily, there was no speed limit in the city, and it was late at night, otherwise, cars would definitely have appeared behind Qiao Yanyu, honking their horns frantically, urging her to go faster.
As they drove along, He Zhao realized they were on the route to the Paranormal Investigation Bureau. Qiao Yanyu explained, "Because this case also involves ghosts, and there's that suture-thread water ghost involved, it's been handed over to us. But don't worry, the Paranormal Investigation Bureau is a special department that can make discreet judgments on the other party directly. What I said before still stands."
He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu have always been on the same wavelength; whatever she said before still holds true. He Zhao immediately understood. She was referring to when they debated before, when Qiao Yanyu said that Lin Gao would definitely be sentenced to death and that after death, his soul would be completely scattered, leaving not even a trace of his spirit behind.
He Zhao nodded and, together with Qiao Yanyu, parked the car in the parking lot inside the Countermeasures Bureau. The police cars had arrived early, but were empty. Clearly, Lin Gao had already been taken into custody. He Zhao followed behind Qiao Yanyu, proceeding unimpeded.
When they arrived at the interrogation room door, the director was standing there. She looked worse than when He Zhao had seen her last time. Her usually neatly styled hair looked messy, and she had a cigarette in her mouth. When she saw Qiao Yanyu and He Zhao coming over, she took out a cigarette case from her pocket, opened it, took the cigarette out of her mouth, stubbed it out inside the case, and then threw it back into the case.
The director waved his hand, clearing the somewhat murky air around him, and smoothed his hair. He wore a gentle and polite smile and said, "Qiao Yanyu and He Zhao, thank you for your hard work. The man is already inside, but he has a good mental fortitude. We haven't gotten anything out of him yet, so it looks like we'll have to fight a long battle."
Qiao Yanyu disagreed: "Because the ghost he formed was very powerful, there was no way to estimate when it would regain all its memories, and there was no time for Lin Gao to fight a protracted battle."
Qiao Yanyu was very serious. The director looked away and glanced at He Zhao, then suddenly smiled. Her expression clearly said: "See, Qiao Yanyu is just that serious." After making this expression, she gestured towards the interrogation room: "But the application for special memory manipulation didn't go through. We can only use conventional interrogation methods. If you have any solutions, you can try them yourselves."
He Zhao understood; this old fox wanted them to put in more effort.
Qiao Yanyu would not refuse such a thing, because she was already involved in this matter, and the suspect had already been caught. If she were to engage in a protracted battle with him, and the suture-sealing water ghost were to cause problems and accidentally injure ordinary people under the influence of hatred, then it would not even have the chance to be reincarnated.
Qiao Yanyu, who has a strong sense of justice, absolutely cannot sit idly by.
She turned to He Zhao and said, "He Zhao, go to the lounge and wait for me. I'm going in to ask you some questions."
He Zhao refused: "I'll go take a look too, Sister Qiao. It's not that I'm arrogant, but I think that guy might break down if he sees me. I don't know why, but he seems to want me dead. With me as his target standing next to him, he's bound to be distracted by me."
Qiao Yanyu pursed her lips. She knew He Zhao was right, but the person sitting inside was a serial killer. Now that he was arrested, this kind of person might do something very rude or offensive to He Zhao. Even with his hands cuffed, preventing him from doing anything excessive, gestures, glances, and expressions would be enough to make He Zhao feel humiliated. Qiao Yanyu didn't want He Zhao to be humiliated for no reason.
"But……"
"No buts, let's go!" He Zhao didn't give Qiao Yanyu a chance to continue speaking, reaching out and pulling her into the interrogation room next door. Seeing the two go in, the bureau chief's face showed a satisfied smile.
In reality, if a cunning old fox like the bureau chief were to come, he could get the facts straight, but the bureau chief has too many things to do. She's already worked several all-nighters and still has work to finish; she doesn't have time to deal with an ordinary person.
The capable are often given more work, so it's just that Qiao Yanyu has to work hard.
She shook her tired head and slowly walked back to her office, leaving He Zhao and Qiao Yanyu to face the serial killer Lin Gao.
Upon entering the interrogation room, He Zhao immediately noticed that it was exactly like the ones in TV dramas. The room was dimly lit, with only the light facing the prisoner being bright. Opposite the "confession chair" were two seats and a table.
Qiao Yanyu whispered in her ear, "Actually, it's now forbidden to use strong light to tire out suspects, but we're a special department, so even a small violation is allowed." She hesitated for a moment, then continued, "We also have a little magic to erase memories, so even if he thinks we went too far and wants to complain now, he'll forget everything afterward. Of course, the prerequisite for him to get out is—that he's truly innocent."
She spoke softly and very close, making He Zhao's ears tingle. She covered her ears and rubbed them, then looked at Lin Gao in the bright light. To be honest, He Zhao really didn't think he could get out of here.
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