The interrogation room was dimly lit, and the cold air seemed to have frozen. Only the breathing of Wang Yang and the police officer rose and fell in the silence.
What were you doing with the deceased a day ago?
The officer's voice broke the silence, his tone serious and rigid, each word like a heavy hammer blow to Wang Yang's heart.
Wang Yang swallowed hard. He knew that hiding it at this moment would not do any good, so he slowly spoke.
"That day at eight o'clock, I went to the convenience store to buy some things and was about to go back to the dormitory to sleep when Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu, and Chen Liu asked me to play games. We played a popular game on campus called Ouija Board, and there were five of us, which was just right. That day, even though my hands didn't move, I felt a pair of cold hands pressing down on my hands and slowly pushing the Ouija board. I was terrified; that chill went from my fingertips to my heart, like a cold snake crawling all over my body. They, on the other hand, were very excited, their eyes shining with a crazy and curious light, as if they didn't feel any danger at all. After that day, I didn't contact them again."
Wang Yang spoke very quickly, as if he was eager to get rid of these things from himself, and his words echoed in the small interrogation room.
He talked a lot, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
However, the police officer who questioned him only squinted at him, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's, as if he could see through Wang Yang's soul.
Then, the police officer asked coldly, "What did you wish for with the Ouija board?"
Wang Yang's face instantly showed a hint of panic, an instinctive reaction as if he had been struck in a vital spot.
But he quickly composed himself, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.
"I told them that I wanted the most beautiful girl in the art department to date me."
He tried his best to make his voice sound calm, but the slight tremor at the end betrayed him.
The police officer looked into his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and smiled. But the smile had no warmth; instead, it revealed a cold indifference that seemed to see through everything.
Then, the officer's voice rang out again, like a sharp knife slicing through the air: "No, you're lying."
Wang Yang felt his heart tighten suddenly, as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.
He tried to remain calm, but his mind was racing, trying to figure out how to respond.
He knew that if he were found to be lying, the consequences would be dire.
His hands clenched unconsciously under the table, his nails digging deep into his palms, causing a sharp pain, but the pain made him a little more awake.
"Officer, I'm not lying, I really just made this wish."
Wang Yang tried to explain, his voice rising slightly and tinged with urgency.
The officer remained unmoved, staring intently into his eyes as if trying to extract the truth from them.
“Wang Yang, you need to understand that this is a serious investigation. Every detail could affect the entire case. Do you think your lies can fool everyone? Making wishes for something as superstitious as a Ouija board is not something to be taken lightly. Once you make a wish that goes against common sense or morality, it will lead to unpredictable consequences. If you confess now, you still have a chance.”
The officer's words came out like a machine gun, each one striking Wang Yang's heart.
Wang Yang's lips trembled slightly; he knew he was in a very dangerous situation.
He began to regret why he had participated in that terrible game and why he had lied.
But now, he feels he has no way out; if he reveals his true desires, he may face even more serious charges.
"Officer, I really didn't lie. I just like the most beautiful girl in our department, that's why I made this wish."
Wang Yang's eyes darted around, but he still stubbornly persisted in his lie.
The police officer sneered, stood up, and slowly walked over to Wang Yang.
"Wang Yang, do you know what? During our investigation, we discovered some interesting things about you. You seem to be facing significant financial difficulties lately, and you've had contact with some unsavory individuals outside of school. Do you think these things are unrelated to this incident? Or is it related to the wish you made to the Ouija board?"
Wang Yang's face grew even paler, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.
He felt his mental defenses crumbling bit by bit, but he gritted his teeth and refused to admit it.
"Officer, those are all coincidences and have nothing to do with this incident."
The police officer stopped, bent down, and leaned close to Wang Yang's face, his eyes piercing.
"Wang Yang, stop deceiving yourself. We have enough evidence to prove you're lying. If you confess now, you can still get a lighter sentence. Otherwise, you will pay a heavy price for your lies."
Wang Yang's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his psychological defenses were on the verge of collapse.
He knew he could no longer hide it, but the fear and struggle within him prevented him from speaking.
The atmosphere in the interrogation room was extremely tense, as if it would explode at any moment.
Just as Wang Yang was hesitating, there was a knock on the interrogation room door, and a police officer whispered something outside the door.
After listening, the police officer glanced at Wang Yang, a deeper meaning in his eyes.
"Wang Yang, you have one last chance."
After saying that, the police officer turned and walked out of the interrogation room, leaving Wang Yang alone under the cold light, sinking into deep despair and struggle.
Wang Yang's body trembled like a leaf, and large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and hit the ground.
His eyes were filled with terror, his lips trembled slightly, and the vicious words he had spoken to the Ouija board kept echoing in his mind.
[“Ouija board spirit, please take these four idiots away, make the most beautiful girl in the art department, Shen Tian, fall in love with me, and take away that rich second-generation guy in our dorm named Li Xin. I feel uncomfortable just looking at him; I always feel like he looks down on me. Also, take away our department head, and take away everyone who despises me…”]
Every word was like a sharp knife, mercilessly stabbing at him.
His face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, as if the vitality of his life was slowly fading away with these memories.
He knew perfectly well that if he told the police officer these words, he would be plunged into an abyss of no return.
University life will be completely out of his reach; he will become an object of public scorn, overwhelmed by the disappointed gazes of his family, and ruthlessly criticized by society.
He could almost see his future crumbling before his eyes, a dark and endless abyss.
Fear surged towards him like an icy tide, wave after wave, enveloping him and making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He struggled in a vortex of regret, wondering why he had been blinded by desire and resentment to participate in that horrible Ouija board game and make such a terrible wish.
Now, he felt like an insect caught in a spider web, the more he struggled, the tighter he was bound, and it seemed that only destruction awaited him.
"Hehehehe...hehehe..."
At that moment, chilling laughter erupted from the surroundings, and Wang Yang's body began to convulse.
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